"Hi Randy, is Jess ready yet?"
Nora tried to act like she wasn't mentally fawning all over Randy's body. He had answered the door shirtless, with his work pants hanging low on his waist.
She tried not to stare down at the tantalising V that led to the happy place under his trousers, but when he poked his head into the house to call his wife Jess, Nora stared hard.
Gosh, it just wasn't fair. How did Jess get to end up with hot stuff like Randy? Nora hadn't believed it when she attended the wedding, and she still couldn't believe it.
"Jess, are you ready?" Randy asked. "Nora's here."
"No, I'm not. I'm just brushing my teeth," Jess yelled from above the stairs, and they both sighed.
Nora flicked her hair. "So much for leaving for the party by seven."
"Well, you're dressed pr
Virelle walked into the hotel. As she got in, the hotel smelled like money. The floor was properly polished, with a marble floor and a chilled lavender scent in the air.As she stepped in, it was as if she belonged there.She was surprised she came to actually fuck a man she'd never met before. She has been talking to the guy for weeks; they usually have late-night calls and chat with each other's voice notes drenched in innuendo. With each voice note she listens to, she likes his voice. He spoke about some dirty things he wanted to have with her, but Virelle was focused on just having a one-night stand with him.He had told her to knock twice as soon as she entered the room. As she walked down the hall, her heels clicked softly, and she felt her nipples harden already, silk and tight. All that was happening was that she hadn't even met the guy.She knocked twice as she got to the door.
Jason pressed her against the door, which he had shut behind her. While his mouth slid on her throat, he slid his hand under her skirt just as if he knew she wasn't putting on panties. She never puts that on whenever she's coming to their place.“I see someone is so eager," Kayla murmured. Her nails dragged across his chest while she slipped his shirt over his head.“It's been fucking two days." He grinned.“Shhh–poor thing," she teased him. She watched him slide his finger over her thigh.“I'm still fucking wet from this morning." He hissed.Before she could say a word, Mason walked into the room. He had gone to the gym. He dropped his bag quickly and didn't flinch when he saw what they were doing. It was normal to him.“You both started without me, huh? " he asked, placing his hand over her hips.
Ella Hartley heard the familiar sound of the delivery truck pulling up.He was right on time.She moved to the front window of her quiet suburban home, pretending to adjust the curtains. But her eyes were on him.Sully Rivera stepped out of the truck, tall and solid in his navy uniform. His muscular forearms looked like they could lift more than just Amazon boxes.For a mailman, He moved with some kind of easy confidence that she would never expect a mailman to have and for Ella, that meant he had to pack down there. Only a man with a good cock and terrible job could move with as much confidence as Sully did.Ella had only exchanged a few words with him since she moved back after her divorce, but she knew his name, his schedule and how good he looked carrying packages. She stalked him so hard she started to send mail to herself
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Liam and Maya are friends who know each other well. They have always been inseparable since college. They bonded over failed relationships and late-night ramen with some inside jokes they only understood. Now in their mid-20s, their connection only became stronger.It was Friday night, when they usually hang out.Like on their usual nights, they play board games, drink, and then laugh at slight jokes. The laughter shook the walls of Liam's apartment. Liam sat with his legs crossed on the couch, sipping his wine slowly, while his toes brushed against Maya's thigh.“I want you to fuck me," Maya said suddenly, with a bold voice. She just made it look like she was tossing a random conversation.The room was quiet for a while until Liam burst into laughter.“I think I should be honest with you tonight," Maya said.“Wait, you're serious? You w
I wasn’t even supposed to be in the living room.The lights were off except for the faint glow from the hallway, and I was curled up on the couch, scrolling through my phone, pretending I wasn’t listening to the laughter outside.My dad and his friends were on the patio, drinking, talking loudly, and throwing around old jokes. I could hear Mr. Dale’s voice the clearest, that deep, smooth laugh of his. I closed my eyes for a second, exhaling slowly.God, I needed to get over this.The patio door slid open. I sat up quickly, pretending to be adjusting the blanket.He stepped inside, shutting the door softly. I could smell the whiskey on his breath before he even said anything.“Hey, I didn't think anyone was still up.”I tucked my legs under me. “Couldn’t sleep.”He walked over, a little unsteady but