Kelly was a little bored with her and Matt's sex life until a chance pickleball game with recently divorced Mandy. Kelly and Mandy hit it off and it didn't hurt that Mandy was a stone cold foxy milf. Soon, the three of them were all in and couldn't keep their hands off one another.

Lily's friend Jasmine has come to town, and the two women have been talking about Sam. Author Sam Browning is on a spontaneous writer's retreat after his divorce, and an unexpected encounter with the beautiful Lily has him wondering what else he might find in the town of Ashbury besides his new manuscript. Lily's best friend Jasmine lives a few towns over, but she's staying in Ashbury for a few weeks, and Lily is excited to introduce her to Sam. Not only that, but it seems she and Jasmine have shared a boyfriend in the past, and Lily is warming Sam up to the idea. It sounds crazy, but as ...

Jack is an elite trader at his investment bank. People have high expectations for his daily performance at work and elsewhere, but not as high as his own expectations. Everything seems to be right where he wants to be in his life career wise. Dating wise, Jack lands the woman, but nothing seems to stick. He’s still young and has plenty of time to find the right woman, right? When the CEO of the company asks him to visit the top floor of the office, Jack drops everything to go. It turns out that the CEO has a hot prospect coming to intern at the company and he wants Jack to personally ...

He wasn’t supposed to see her secrets, but now that he has, he’ll make sure she never hides again. Lila Moving into a new house was hard enough without Gabe, my cruel, gorgeous stepbrother, making it unbearable. He mocks me, calls me Library Girl, and corners me at every chance. But when he walks in on me in the bathroom and discovers the one secret I've desperately hidden, my body’s humiliating ability to produce milk without a baby, he doesn't recoil in disgust. Instead, his obsession deepens. Now he's relentless, determined to break me down, humiliate me, and own every last part of...

Swintonby Close I push him off. I’m spent. I used to be able to do this for hours, but now it doesn’t take so long. I don’t think it is so much me, rather than him, but maybe it is a bit of both. I open my eyes to find I am alone. It’s been a long time coming. You don’t get to the point you are in your life in a blink. That would be so scary if you did. But here I am, in the 50 plus category of ages. It wouldn’t have been so bad if this thought had come to me at the point of turning 50; but it hasn’t. I am not fifty; I am fifty plus, and that’s a fact. This is the start of ...