Summer Fling

“Ngh... Stop touching me like that...” I found myself squeezed against a burly man during a trip. Being naturally sensitive, his touch was overwhelmingly stimulating. I could not help but tremble and pant beside him. However, I never expected that halfway through the journey, he would eagerly lift me onto his lap. “The seat’s so hard. Your butt must be sore. Let me give you a proper massage!” By the end of the trip, he had taken everything from me...

"What's that bulge? It looks different from mine." My eighteen-year-old neighbor, sweet but simple, stared curiously at the place between my legs, a hungry glint in her eyes. I played dumb. "Why don't you show me what yours looks like?" To my surprise, without the slightest hesitation, she suddenly tugged off her little white skirt, revealing a smooth, bare patch of skin. "See? Right here—it's totally flat. There's nothing at all."

"I'm a lecturer… You can't do this to me…" Kieran Walsh drops by to ask me a couple of biology-related questions. He insists on making me demonstrate the answer in person. When he grinds against me with that rock-hard and powerful body of his, I can barely withstand the pleasure. "You've never felt such intense pleasure before, have you?" I feel Kieran pinning me on the desk, my legs already parting on their own unconsciously. As for the remaining biology-related questions that he still fails to understand, maybe using my body to teach him isn't a bad idea.

I'm at the amusement park with my husband and our daughter when my blouse—still damp from breastfeeding—catches the eye of a father from my daughter's kindergarten class. He secretly takes pictures of me and starts blackmailing me, demanding a taste. My husband and our daughter are close by, but he grows bolder by the minute and orders me to undo his belt.

Hindi inaasahan ni Jillian na sa pagsama niya sa kanyang boss sa isang pribadong dinner party, makikita niya ang dating nobyong matagal na niyang hinahanap—si Zacharias. But the Zacharias standing before her was no longer the simple, funny, and loving man she once knew. He is now Zacharias Wolfgang, the only heir to the Wolfgang Empire—the powerful family everyone wants to be connected to. Five years ago, they met at one of his family's companies in Cagayan. Walang kaalam-alam si Jillian na ang lalaking minahal niya nang sobra-sobra ay nagpapanggap lamang na mahirap na empleyado. Sinusubok pala siya nito kung pera lamang ang habol niya. Nang bumagsak siya, Zacharias mercilessly erased her from his life. "Jillian Aguillar," he says mockingly, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Weren't you desperate to marry rich? Nakahanap ka ba?" Pilit ang ngiti niya. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wolfgang." Kumuyom ang palad niya sa likod. "I almost did." Later, she gathers the courage to stop him outside the restroom. Gusto niyang magpaliwanag. Gusto niyang sabihin na may anak sila. Pero hindi siya binigyan ng pagkakataon. "Now that you know who I am, you regret it?" he sneers. "Another scheme to get close to me?" Nadurog ng husto ang puso niya. Sa mga oras na iyon, napagtantao niya na may mga bagay na talaga na kahit anong gawin ay hindi na maayos. After all, Zacharias Wolfgang hates her. So why does he keep showing up in her life again and again? And when the truth finally comes out—about that night five years ago, about their child—Zacharias Wolfgang, the man who once abandoned her without hesitation, will stand outside her door, swallowing his pride… …and begging her to take him back.

"Don't pull it off… We're on the street. It's so embarrassing…" Outside a bar late at night, my boyfriend and I were drunk, slumped awkwardly on the curb by the roadside. What I never expected was that he would climb on top of me right there in public and start tugging at my underwear. I was wearing a short skirt, with only a thin layer of fabric underneath. If he pulled it off, wouldn't everything be exposed for people to see? I was just about to refuse, but when I turned my head, I realized— This wasn't my boyfriend at all.

After a heartbreak, my friend introduced me to a cycling club. I didn't expect what seemed like an ordinary cycling night to have such a hidden, unspeakable thrill. As I watched my friend interact with a male member, my gaze faltered, and my heart raced. I couldn't help but wonder if I might try something like that too. Because... I'd been waiting for a moment like this for far too long.

After arguing with my husband, Percy Egan, over our intimacy incompatibility, I decide to stay over at Katie Langdon, my best friend's house for the night. Unexpectedly, Katie's husband, Stefan Foley, has returned from his business trip on the same day. Having mistaken me for Katie, he crawls over my prone body instantly and begins groping me everywhere. Strong waves of pleasure as well as Stefan's scent attack me from all sides. Dizzy from the sensations, I find myself panicking because of how abruptly these powerful yet foreign feelings are overwhelming me. Meanwhile, Stefan's huge member keeps wedging against me. It makes me feel as though it can kill me just by penetrating me. For the first time ever, my body trembles in a mixture of fright and anticipation.

"Chels, you're turned on too, aren't you?" During a visit to the haunted house with my best friend, Chelsea Higgins, and her boyfriend, Ivan Benton, Ivan has mistaken me for Chelsea and has embraced me from behind. I can feel his warm palm slowly sliding up the hem of my skirt in the pitch-black darkness. At the same time, his hot breath keeps splaying over my nape and my earlobe. The most embarrassing thing is, I'm starting to get turned on by Ivan's actions for real.

"Suzanna, tell me the truth. Am I built better than Luis?" I had gotten up in the middle of the night for a glass of water and accidentally caught a glimpse of my husband's coworker, Hank, with his girlfriend. They were tangled up together, without a care in the world about who might see them. I should have walked away. However, my legs did not seem to work anymore. Hank saw me. The next day, he blocked my path outside the bathroom. "Suzanna," he said, his voice low and amused, "you didn't believe me. Maybe I should prove it." Before I could react, he was already pulling down his pants.