Part 1The evening air held a lingering warmth as the young man approached the villa on the outskirts of Doha, its white facade gleaming faintly in the deepening twilight. Hassan wore a simple white thoub, its fabric crisp and unadorned, emphasizing his tall, lean frame without the addition of a bisht or any formal embroidery. The modest garment felt light on his skin, but the thought of what awaited him inside caused a sl...

This happened to me some weeks ago when my marriage was on the verge of a breakup. My name is Maria, and this is my story. I am twenty-eight years old, and I have been married for five years. I met my husband Paul in college. We started going out in our third year, and soon I was totally in love with him. I loved the fact that he was an easy-going person, had a great sense of humor, was so clever, and shared many beliefs...

"Sex is about power." Unconvincingly she crosses her denier-clad legs, skirt ridden upwards to high thigh, glossed and manicured nail teasing at an imagined snag in the fine weave just above her knee. Her enfeebled, barely contained, lust lapping weakly against my skin. "Is that so?" One of us nibbles on a bottom lip, eyelashes fluttering unhelpfully, as a delicate flush of scarlet adds colour to blusher-decorated cheeks....

Nobody had heard from him for five years. Never far from the front pages, his self-inflicted exile fuelled intense media speculation. Ultimately, even that faded, his shrinking column inches relegated to Daily Mail clickbait articles or opinion pieces reminiscing his charitable work and many books. It seemed the world had forever lost the generosity and spark of one of the most eminent billionaires. Until today. I was mee...

I’ve previously written about my college’s psychology department, and its creative, interactive approach to teaching. Nowhere was it more creative – or interactive-- than in the Human Sexuality program. What I haven’t mentioned before, until now, was the clinic. We first learned of it when our professor addressed the Human Sexuality 101 class. “You’ve all done very well in confronting your own sexuality, and becoming comf...

I took one look at Jenn on the screen and all of a sudden I was trying not to cry. I could not have been more surprised at what I was looking at. It was a picture of Jenn bent over our kitchen island. What the hell? It was the picture that I had taken of her the night we fooled around in the back of the Uber! She was bent over the island with her ass clad in those white and black polka-dotted panties with the black stocki...

“Muah!” said Zera, laying in bed nude and locking lips with Kash. Deep breaths, arousal, and a highly elevated body temperature consumed the beauty whose body was locked with Kash’s. “Get over here,” said Kash, wrestling some more with the beauty. “Kash, gentle please, you already had your way with me, daddy,” said Zera, putting an arm around Kash while locking lips with him, her breaths becoming deeper as her heart pound...

“What?” I asked. I must have heard him wrong. “I want you to fuck my wife.” A million things went floating through my head, most notably, the thought of railing his wife Justine. Why the hell would anyone want to give away his wife like that? This is the last thing I needed to hear from Grant. I have my own issues, besides who fucks his best friend’s wife? He’s got to be joking? “Justine’s seen all you’ve been through and...

Unlike most smart people, I tend to ignore the fact that warming up before strenuous exercise is essential for your overall good health and for best performance. I’ve always been lazy like that and until recently, I’ve been lucky. But my luck ran out playing tennis on a hot day, and during the course of stretching to make a shot, I pulled and injured some tendons in my upper thigh. I ended up assigned to physical therapy...

To Hell and Back. The book was the first I had read in some time. I looked at it on the floor, it’s spine demolished after the first readthrough, marred with highlights and underlines throughout. I stared at it, having made up my mind. I knew I needed help and I was going to get it; however, I was still the same stubborn jackass and was determined to do as much as I could by myself. Emily stared at me with a look of conce...

I shuffled my body aligning my face with the oval opening in the massage table. Inhaling the scent of the always freshly cleaned linens, I parted my legs slightly. The cool air from the fan caused goosebumps and I wondered to myself just how transparent or opaque the thin sheet covering my completely naked body would be. What a time to be thinking of this. Awkwardly I tugged on the fabric from behind my back and moved my...