…. Holly The warmth of the ‘Melting Moments’ café wrapped around me as I waited to meet my online friend for the first time. Would he become my boyfriend? Sighing wistfully, hopefully, I thought he would. The sweet scent of coffee and hot, buttery croissants lingered in the air, making my mouth water. I had travelled up by train the previous day. I chose the train because I knew that if I drove, I would lose my nerve and...

We have just finished our early evening dinner and a few glasses of wine at a restaurant across town. Twilight is nearing, as we make our way back to the car. We walk past an alley, and you pull me into it and forcefully pin me against the wall. I see desire, power, and a hint of darkness in your eyes that sends chills through my body. You lean in to me and kiss my lips, gently at first, then nibble at them roughly. I win...

Chapter 1: Unspoken Desires Unleashed "I can't believe it's already five," Tom said, peering out of the home office window. The sun was dipping below the horizon, casting a warm glow over their street. "Dinner's ready," Maja called from the kitchen. She had spent the afternoon cooking Tom's favorite meal, hoping to set the mood for their special night. Tom came down from his office upstairs. "You look amazing," Tom said,...

On Tuesday, Mary had the day off; the director had given it to her to rest after the intense weekend, and I had planned to telework, so we had time to have breakfast together and quietly talk about the events of the weekend. While we were having breakfast, we didn't comment on anything, but when we finished, Mary said to me, "Well, what do you think about what I told you? Have you seen the video?" "Yes, I saw it last nigh...

The following week passed uneventfully. Perhaps the only novelty was that I was more excited than usual. In the previous weeks, I knew that, on Friday, I would have the chance to make love to Mary and release my pent-up desire. However, knowing that the following weekend I wouldn't be able to have that chance made me want it even more. Also, I suddenly realised that Matthew had said he would be away for two weeks, but it...

The following week, we had no contact with Matthew until Friday, when he sent us a message saying he was waiting for us at the coffee shop where we had met on previous occasions. When we got there, and after the three of us had exchanged greetings, Mary asked him, "Haven't you booked a room? Do you have any activities planned, like when we went to the dance?" Matthew replied, "Yes, I've booked a room, but first, I had som...

On Monday morning, I left for the office while Mary stayed at home to prepare some documents and prepare for meetings later in the day. When I returned home in the afternoon, Mary said, "Matthew contacted me this morning to ask me how I liked my date with Thomas. I told him, 'fine, although very intense, even too intense'. He laughed and told me he could imagine. He also asked me if I had ever experimented with anal sex....

Driving country roads at night isn't my favourite thing, but we'd gotten delayed on our way to the next stop on our driving tour thanks to some accident that forced a detour. Also I may have gotten a tad lost. We were back on track now, but I'll admit I was tense behind the wheel. Lin reached over and rubbed my shoulders as well as she could, trying to bring them down from around my ears. It did help. But then she trailed...

Several months ago, I created a profile on a hookup website, but I hadn't had much luck to speak of. I still considered myself new to this scene and was struggling to figure out exactly what I was looking for—beyond the obvious—while trying to manage my expectations. The website was a maze of profiles, each one a potential connection, yet I found myself unsure of how to navigate it effectively without becoming to overwhel...

"Oh hey, guys," said a startled Tim as he instantly tried to pull his swimming trunks up. As Abbey and I stood in the doorway of our vacation house, Lindsay let go of Tim's cock but still sat next to him on the couch topless. "Don't worry, babe, it's ok," affirmed Abbey. "It looks like you two were enjoying yourselves." "I apologize; it was mostly my fault," confessed Lindsay. "Honestly, guys, from what I saw, it looked v...

The guys were back again, fixing this, cleaning that, pretending they weren’t being blatantly exploited by a smug, broken-limbed bastard lounging on the couch. Sean, naturally, was milking it. “You owe me,” he said, pointing at Chris with a lazy wave of his smoothie cup. “If I hadn’t tried to break the land speed record in a trolley thanks to your bright idea, I’d still have a working leg.” Chris flipped him off, but grin...

It’s amazing how much a broken leg and a bit of guilt can change the dynamic of a household. Sean’s broken both his leg and left arm, but I’m the one reaping all the rewards. Technically, I should feel bad. The accident was kind of traumatic, for Sean. For the rest of us, it was mostly just stupid. A trolley. A hill. Four grown men acting like teenagers. And only one of them, my husband, ended up in a cast, moaning like a...

During the following week, we went on with our usual lives, until on Wednesday, the director of our department told us that our company was going to take part in a publishing fair that would take place in the capital. It was necessary to travel there to prepare all the details of our participation, and, as Mary was the one who had sold the most in the last few years, the director had thought that she would be the one on o...