I'm rubbing my pussy, as I write this note to you. Did you know how easy it'd be to slide your cock in me while I'm sleeping? As you press your entire body weight against mine, keeping me trapped underneath you? With one of your hands over my mouth? As you moan and whisper in my ear that I was asking for this, even while I'm asleep? Did you tell me you ‘forgot’ a condom? You only wanted to put the tip in, but then you sai...

To His Wife: You came very close to losing your husband last weekend. He could have been mine—no, he was mine. Mine for the taking. And the only reason that he’s still yours is because I chose to love him more than I loved myself. My love saved your marriage. He’s so handsome, your husband. I noticed as soon as I started working with him. Older than me, but not so much older that people would do more than whisper. There’s...

Dear Suzanne, We've had an exciting month of dating. It's been wonderful getting to know you and your daughter and we haven't gone too fast but I feel a chemistry is there. I appreciate the caution you've shown, especially as any relationship you have with a man inevitably impacts her. Unfortunately, Hayden has done something that needs to be dealt with immediately. As an older man in the dating scene, I'm used to women's...

I was window-shopping in a small town on Cape Cod when I heard, “Sarah, is that you?” I turned and was unexpectedly face-to-face with an old classmate of mine from almost three decades ago. “Jeremy?” My face must have looked flabbergasted. “Yeah, I almost didn’t recognize you, it’s been so long! But your long red hair gave you away,” he inched closer, “What are you doing here?” “I’m on vacation. I live here for a month ev...

You aren’t here anymore. For more than a year already. Maybe I should have started earlier with this, now my notes about you start today. I don’t know what this is going to be. Or what it is good for. Maybe for everything, maybe nothing. Maybe it should be therapy for me. I had thought that I was cured. I imagined it. To be healed of you. How ridiculous. Obviously, nobody can close the gap that you left behind. It is comp...

I am so frustrated with you and your lack of caring for me. So, I am going to write a farewell letter to my fake ass secret lover. Before I write the letter and send it to you, I want to try and remember why I am with you, to begin with, and why I should stay. It will help me decide if I am going to send it or not. As a Social Psychiatrist, I should know better than to allow myself to get into this situation. One of my fa...

Call it fate or destiny, something, or someone, brought our two lost souls together. I never stopped there before, and still, I don't know why, or what made me do so. But, as I entered that small cafe, I saw you there and knew I didn't want to be with any other. It was like an overwhelming sense of emotion that hit me, causing every cell inside my body to intensify to a whole new level.In an instant, the moment your eyes...

Dear Derek,I have not stopped thinking about you since you left—I hate to be apart from you. The time we spent together was euphoric and being without you now seems positively ordinary. You are the kindest, most generous, most wonderful person I have met in all my life and, while it pained me to watch you go, I am grateful every day that you came into my life. I’ve never been a believer in Fate, but I can’t help feel that...

Over the following week, I was somewhat troubled by what Penny had said which, on the face of it, was precisely nothing. She was never coy, never afraid to speak her mind and yet here she was, seemingly hinting that something wasn't all it appeared but was afraid to speak of it.Since I had hit the nadir of my life I had been working so hard to be the loving wife that Philip wanted without being someone that he didn't know...

I'm sorry I left you this way,still asleep and dreamingof our plans for the evening ,that late night drive you love best because of the waythe moonlight strikes me and some memory you never mention.But after all this time, I just had to touch and know. And you say all the right things, words strung together that can break any lock, hands and kisses to loosen the tightest, most reluctant knots. But there's something missin...