In the dimly lit lot, a car pulled up next to hers. She and the other driver made eye contact. She checked her watch. Right on time. “You know, I’ve never done this before,” she whispered as she climbed into the other car. “Put this on,” was the only response as a blindfold dropped into her lap. Twenty minutes later, she was spread out in lingerie, tied down to the motel bed. She heard movement. The sound of clothes being...

Makennah took a sharp breath and sized up Jane’s appearance before replying. Jane herself looked like she’d just gotten done with a shower after sex, especially as she too, appeared to be a guest of The Sleepy Inn. “Who am I doing?” Makennah finally said, looking Jane up and down. “Who are you doing?” Jane looked to the side and cleared her throat. “Alright, looks like we have a standoff, then,” Jane said. “That’s right,”...

Jane was back in the police station, drawing attention, and not just because she was a stunning, leggy blonde whose outfit showcased her figure. She approached the desk sergeant, who looked like Norm from Cheers, except in uniform, and asked to see the blotter. Norm handed over a large black three-ring binder and resumed eating from a king-sized Almond Joy. The first page always listed actual arrests made for that month,...

I'd met my seventeen-year-old neighbor in a chat room, and we hadn't realized we knew each other until we met in person. It hadn't stopped us from using the motel room that Friday afternoon. Becky slid off the bed, looking back at me, having just revealed I'd been her first fuck. She leaned down, kissing me before I could reply saying. "I need a drink, and shower, before we do some more exploring. What do you think?" Prop...

Another balmy August night. My wife, Kristy, and I made it home to find the air-conditioning was out. We had been to a company party for a guy that was retiring. I didn’t even know him, but there was always free beer and food. Damn, if it wasn’t hot. “Fuck this,” I growled, “Come on. Let’s grab a motel room for the night.” Kristy didn’t argue. She was in the car before I was. Ten minutes later, I had a room key and we wer...

The blinding snow of the blizzard battered the windshield, unphased by the wipers. The midsize sedan skidded momentarily as it lumbered its way along the snow-covered Interstate. Vanessa’s hands were white on the wheel as she did her best to stay on the road despite the impossible driving conditions. Wind rocked the car as they passed the umpteenth vehicle stuck in the ditch. “There’s another one. You were right – we shou...

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...

Fifty-seven-year-old married woman Susan Prentice was spending a lot of time on a particular online sex site recently, not yet contributing but doing a lot of studying and reading. She created a membership but so far had posted nothing. Although married, Susan was getting no sex other than with her vibrator and had not done so for a few years. Her husband Clive was thirteen years her senior and he had long since lost inte...