Emma knew this was wrong: her husband-to-be was waiting expectantly in the church just outside, her whole family too. Today was supposed to be the best day of her life, yet somehow it had turned into a nightmare. This wasn’t her. She was loving, and faithful, and she adored her fiancé with all her heart. She would never cheat! She had to stop. But to her horror she realised she
Drawing the cubicle curtain across, Zara gave a sigh of relief: finally some privacy. Usually she wouldn’t have visited somewhere like this, but she was keen to make an impression tonight. She and Chad had been sexting for the better part of a month and tonight was to be their first proper dinner date. Given how raunchy their online exchanges had become, if things went well she had no doubt
Kenny did not recognise the woman who entered. She was small and slender – a waif of a thing really – with the grey of age showing in her temples. She wore a tweed jacket over a plain white blouse and plainer black trousers, her flat shoes some fifty years out of date – older than she was, he was certain of that – and though she cast him a
‘Hey, hot stuff, you looking for some action?’ Cole had heard iterations of the same question at least a dozen times as he wandered through the winding corridors, though unlike the others this particular man drew him in. He was slim yet toned – the kind of physique Cole craved in a lover – with a mischievous glimmer in his eye and a smile plucking at the corners of his
Carter stumbled backwards, cold dread flooding his system as the scantily clad intruder slowly advanced. ‘No, you can’t. You can’t be here. Sonny, you can’t. I… I don’t understand. How did you get in? No, what am I saying – you’re not here. I… I’m seeing things… I have to be…’ Even so, Carter continued to edge away, practically crouching with his hands held out in a defensive manner as
Night was falling as the young couple ascended the broad drive leading to the striking building. It loomed over them with a somewhat imposing air about it, the soft buzz of conversation drifting through the open windows. Seth and Holly had seen it before, though only from a distance when they drove past the end of the drive; up close they found the very walls seemed to whisper of luxury
Clutching the sheets with trembling knuckles, Hayley’s breath came in excited little gasps punctuated by breathless squeaks. The man’s broad fingers brushed over her skin, warm and rough as he clutched her delicate body. He cupped her ass, caressed soft back, held her shivering flanks. She felt like a porcelain doll in his hands, fragile and certain to break if he used her too hard. But then having him use
‘Hey there, Peter,’ cooed the two scantily clad women lounging on the staircase, ‘looks like it’s been a long day at work.’ Peter sighed and ran one hand down his face wearily. ‘Please, girls, not today. I’m not in the mood to chat.’ Fumbling with his keys for a moment he lost his grip and they fell with a thud on the landing carpet. Swearing reflexively, he closed his eyes
‘Dean?’ Eris said, slinking down the corridor in her attractive black gown. ‘Dean, you down here?’ In the low light of the corridors it was difficult to identify anyone until they were close, but it soon became apparent her husband was not here. Briefly dipping into the antechamber at the end of the corridor she found a few party attendees who had stepped away from the packed ballroom for some
Dropping heavily into the leather seat, Maria shivered as she slammed the door. Heavy flakes swirled angrily against the glass, the howl of the wind furious like a beast denied their prey. So grateful of the respite from the foul weather she entirely forgot she was not alone in the car. ‘Cold one tonight,’ said the cabbie, startling her. ‘Oh, yes, it is. Sorry, I was in my own little
