Today was the last day that Brian, a masseur at a fancy five-star hotel up in the mountains, had to work before going on Christmas vacation. To end his day, he had Mrs. Aria Dixon, a woman who was up in the mountains with her girlfriends for a little trip just before the holidays, as the last client on his schedule. Unfortunately for Brian, Aria had scheduled the massage to be in her hotel suite, not the spa as usual, mea...

I'm not a violent person but I want to kill that bitch. Look at her fawning over those boys at the table; all bashful smiles and girly giggles as she playfully brushes that mane of perfect dirty blonde away from those freckly pixie features and smoky, bed-me eyes. Fucking hate her. Lucy's worked here a year longer than me. Knows the regulars better. Gets the best tips that she provocatively tucks away in her bra. Which to...

The next day, I had woken up at my usual time—6:27 am, right before my alarm actually went off. A little dazed, I remember the night before, wildly fucking and getting fucked by Stan and our new friend, Marcy. I blinked open my eyes, realizing I was not in my own apartment or bed, and there was a thin, soft arm slung over my waist. "Marcy, yes, that's her name, Marcy," I said to myself. I started to remember pieces of las...

The rising Christmas Eve sun glints off the razor blade as I ease it across my stubbled cheek, the bathroom mirror confirming I need more sleep. The Jones’ do like to talk and the treacherous conditions from the fresh snowfall meant they'd stayed over at the cottage. Wine had flowed. I rinse foam off the blade and as I run it up from my chin, the door flings open, startling me. The blade nicks. “Oww!” With one hand stemmi...

Leslie was busy working on her monthly budget, setting aside the cash she would need to pay for her necessary expenses while she pondered what she could do with the excess. She figured if she earned enough, she could start investing it. But that was still a ways off. She’d like to be able to pay for as much of her next semester’s tuition up front and without loans first before she set any money aside for savings. She was...

Kaite As Mark and I make our way back onto the ship, I spot Amy and Jack stepping out onto the deck, their cheeks a little flushed, a touch too casual. I can’t resist a sly smile as we approach them, noting the way they’re both avoiding direct eye contact. “Well,” I tease, folding my arms, “what have you two been up to?” Jack and Amy exchange a quick look, trying to keep their faces neutral, before they both respond at th...

Chapter 15 Nora Nora leaned back on her elbows as she sat with her legs draped over the edge of Olivia’s bed. She had lost her underwear somewhere between climbing the stairs to the loft and being pushed down to the impossibly comfortable mattress. She squeezed her thighs together to quell the aching between them as she watched Olivia pull the leather straps up her long legs and secure the buckles around her hips. When Ol...

The restaurant They drove down along the coast road in his Alfa Romeo Spider. The light was stunning, with the sun's morning rays shimmering off the sea and the whole beach area permeated with the smell and sound of the surf. Ava's hair rolled in chestnut waves in the breeze as he guided the beautiful sports car expertly at speed along the warm highway. Lorenzo had booked a table for them for a late lunch at a bright sunn...