It was too hot in their apartment. It always was. The eighth floor and the 300 days of sunshine meant that as the heat rose, and stayed there, their apartment was a constant 80 degrees. With the oven on, the air conditioning wasn’t enough. Melanie stood in her kitchen, wearing only an apron around her…
Funny how you never think of her until you’re alone. Funny how your best friend is just your best friend until it’s two a.m. and you can’t sleep for the third night in a row; heat pools in your belly and you’ve never wanted her more. Funny how you used to think you just liked…
I love my house and being in it, but a country-wide self-quarantine was starting to wear on me. My home started to feel like a prison and the bedroom that is normally my sanctuary, my tantric escape, was now my cell. I needed more. More of what, I didn’t know, just more than this. I…
The skin of the peach with fragrant down pliant beneath her fingers, glistened with crystal beads of moisture. They coated her fingertips as she played thoughtlessly with the fruit and looked out on the warm day. She watched the breeze through the trees come and play silently with the curtains, drawn back to expose her…
My boss, Julianne Billing, sits in her pristine gray and yellow home-office completely unaware of what I have going on under the table. It’s thrilling to tell the truth. I’ve never done anything like this before – hadn’t much considered it an option really – but when the video chat tone started going off right…
Corey glanced up as Jackie banged another mug into the dishwasher. “You trying to break something?” he said mildly from the living room. Jackie paused, soapy hands dripping onto the counter. “Sorry. It’s just-” she gestured vaguely over the sink. “The everything.” She shot him a dagger-eyed look as the corner of his mouth rose…
The walls between our apartments are paper-thin, leaving some, and much, to the imagination. Sometimes I hear muffled voices or music playing quietly. Other times, I hear a lot more. The first time I heard them fucking, I couldn’t stop myself. I leaned my ear in closer to the wall to get a better listen.…
My room is dark and my bed is empty and fuck I wish you were here. The sheets around me slip and slide. Cool to the touch, they prick at my skin and send shivers down my spine. The folds trace at my arms, hips, stomach, inner thighs, and though my room is dark I…
As lockdown stretches indefinitely, I find myself left to my own devices (vibrating or otherwise). I know I am very lucky to stay safe at home. Forced isolation has me feeling repressed, but it may be why I had the most delightfully dirty dream the other morning. My boyfriend S. and I are long-distance and…
The late winter wind whipped off the lake, sending ripples across the water. The cloud cover, heavy and pendulous, had eventually given way to a grey, driving rain that had blanketed the area and driven everyone inside. The hidden sun was fading into twilight and the rain had turned into a fog, thick and low.…
It had been two months of daily edging, two months with seven ruins, two months since her last orgasm. He had promised her that every two months, he would give her permission to cum. Tonight was the night she could finally have the orgasm she had been dreaming about. She wanted it to be amazing;…