Farooq stepped closer, the shadows of the dimly lit terrace wrapping around them like a cocoon. “Fear is merely an invitation to explore,” he replied, his voice low and soothing, like a balm for her anxious heart. “The truth often lies just beneath the surface, waiting for someone brave enough to dive in.” Soni bit her lip, the tension between them palpable. She could feel the city’s heartbeat echoing in her ears, a rhyth...

By the following year my grandfather's health had deteriorated a little. He had a pneumonia and was admitted to hospital. He recovered after seven days but it was decided by my parents that he would be better off living somewhere where he could get instant care should he need it. So the search started for a care home, Albeit against my grandfather's wishes. A suitable home was found in a month or two and preparations were...

I was awakened by a loud noise. I took a look at my phone. It was only a few minutes past midnight. While stretching and yawning, I discovered the noise was coming from the living room. "Who is it?" I mumbled to myself. "Is there a thief here?" I sprang up from my bed and walked on tiptoe to my bedroom door. I opened the door as quietly as I could and peeked out. I noticed someone sitting next to the Christmas tree. The C...

Life was good, thought Eric as he sat on the terrace of his twentieth-floor penthouse looking out over the city lights below him. The penthouse was quiet now that his wife and kids were gone for the weekend. He loved them but sometimes it was nice with some alone time. Clear your mind, have a bit more to drink than he should, and just relax. He wore black silk boxers and nothing else. His fifty-year-old body had seen bett...

Part 1: The Foyer Violet stared absently at her coffee. Black. The calming aroma of the small riverside cafe did little to smooth her nerves. She took a sip. Bitter. Usually Violet limited her caffeine intake in the evening, but tonight she would be needing the energy. Across from her, Alice nursed a latte. Extra sugar. "I don't know if I can do this." Violet couldn't tell if she was shaking from anxiety or coffee. "You o...

Lexi was barely eighteen when her mom Terry’s new boyfriend Jack invited her to go along with him and her mom to the new “gentlemen’s club” that had opened. It was just up the road from the trailer park where she lived with her mom. Lexi was a little turned on by some of the dancers, who looked like they were not much older than she was yet were dancing and getting five and ten-dollar bills slipped inside their garter bel...

I had been dating Sarah for almost a year after meeting her at a church retreat. At that time, Sarah was still a senior in college, and I was a couple of years older with a place of my own and a full-time job. She was a petite, shy little thing with shoulder-length blonde hair and small but perky breasts. She had a sheltered upbringing, coming from a close-knit family who were as wholesome as an eighties sitcom. Her big s...

Belinda was not shy about playing with herself around her stepfather. She would stake her claim on the downstairs sofa in front of the TV and put on one of the old man's XXX DVDs from the trunk in the closet, and spend the night down there, jilling off with the volume at a pretty high volume. Ever since her Mom had left she had been acting out in different ways and excused her damp panty prancing about by telling her step...

It was 22nd December 2022 and time for the office Christmas party. Management decided the celebrations would follow after a few hours of work, then we could wind down for the holiday. Our senior manager, Steve was a nice man to work for and treated us all well. Steve was gay. He didn’t broadcast his preference for men, but we all knew he lived alone and had a bit of a soft spot for one of our younger male members of staff...

Let me tell you about Albert. He lives down my road and he’s much older than me, always talking about sex, and flirting. He can’t help himself.Albert lost his wife many years ago and lives alone. He doesn’t drive and, because the bus service in our village is spasmodic, I often give him a lift to the big shops. I don’t actually remember how I got roped into being his personal chauffeur, it just kind of happened.Countless...