And Then Came the Honeymoon

You glance at your phone on the desk, another message from the anonymous number. It's been over two weeks, you were starting to think you'd imagined it all... Another hotel name and room number. You feel your skin flush, your pulse racing with excitement. You got away with it the first time... do you risk a second encounter? Your feet take you there almost on their own accord, your subconscious will caving to his demand... You're more confident this time as you enter the hotel lobby and make your way to the lift. Room 213. Like last time, the door is slightly ajar and the room in darkness. You take a deep breath, wondering what he has planned for you this time. You push the door open slowly and look around, making more of an effort this time to try and look for clues of his identity. There's nothing unusual or out of place, just an envelope waiting at the bottom of the bed. You recognise the neat handwriting from last time and breath in the same faint aftershave. The

Part 2 I'm sitting on a couch in Roy's studio, my legs spread wide, hands stroking my body as Roy takes photos. He's got a handheld camera, a rotating lens on a tripod, and one camera for overhead shots. I make love to the camera with my eyes, moaning and whining as if getting turned on. My hair is gelled back on top and cut to almost the skin on the sides. My eyes are decorated with heavy wing-tip mascara, blue eye shadow, and elongated lashes. I made my lips look twice their normal size with a combination of wet pink gloss and white lip liner. "Tilt your head up and stick your tongue out," says Roy. I follow the instruction, closing my eyes to not see the leer on Roy's face. "Good girl," he says. He's taken to calling me a girl during this shoot, which is better than the other names. Still, it's early. Only about six minutes into a 2.5 hour session. After the last photo shoot, my first time with Roy and my first professional shoot, I'

Disclaimer : No sex in this one. Shalini woke up with a start. She'd just had a horrible nightmare. But its memory was already fading as she woke up. Within a few moments she couldn't remember anything from that terrifying dream. As her own breathing came back to normal, she heard the soft snoring of the man sleeping on the bed beside her. Once again, she was overcome with guilt as a shiver went up her lithe naked body when she thought about her husband, Raj and their two children, who were in another city. Shalini had never intended to cheat on her husband, in fact she could not stand cheaters. But all that had changed about ten months ago. Without realizing it, she had found herself falling for Vijay, her handsome boss. The casual flirting had slowly given way to discreet touches, whispered secrets over prolonged lunches and then to a full blown affair. In the beginning, every time she would go back home to her family after a tryst with her lover, she would resolve to end t

Glen again reminded us about the pool party as we left for the hotel. We told him we would give it more thought. I hugged him and he squeezed my butt. We arrived at the hotel and Rudy came out to show us to our room. In the elevator he asked how our night went with Glen. Jim said, "It was exciting for both of us. I think more for Cindy than myself though. Rudy said, "I assume then that you joined him in being nude. I know he appreciates it when people do. Some people I send over don't join him. Did he invite you to his get together Thursday?" Jim said, "I watched him appreciate Cindy more than once! We aren't sure about the party yet." "Well, if you decide to go, my wife and I are going and you can walk up the beach with us if you like. Then I can introduce you to the people there. Glen doesn't allow anybody to come if they are obnoxious drunks or can't take no for an answer. The parties are about having a good time, not just wild sex. No

It was two weeks since my mother and I had sex. We did our own thing, cooked separately and had simple conversations. My ray of sunshine had vanished behind a cloud and I wasn't sure how to bring her back. Her swimsuits and supplies were boxed up to make room for tablecloths and toddler clothes. The small amount of time we hung out we laughed and helped each other with the two horses. But she couldn't look me in the eye like she once did. There was a shame our taboo sex had brought between us. It was a cloudy day with off and on showers when I decided to make us lunch, but not on the grill. I hadn't used it since that night. Her hand reached out and brushed my back. The touch was so light I could hardly feel it. If it weren't for the reflection in the kitchen window I wouldn't have seen how timid she looked retrieving her hand. I turned to look back at her. Her eyes darted away from mine and she held her hands together below her chin. A few weeks ago I saw her mer