God, it was hot, but thankfully, it looked like rain.
"Can't we go out, dear?" Ruth, my pretty wife, asked.
I looked up from my paper to see she had changed out of her jeans and shirt and put on a short denim skirt and a tie up blouse.
An old lover and her daughter go camping on the Big Island of Hawaii. What could be more romantic, right? They didn't count on the rain, nor her daughters curiosity...
What starts as a risky late-night indulgence on the twenty-seventh floor quickly spirals into a sophisticated game of voyeurism and shared secrets. But some secrets are too hot to keep—and even better when they’re shared.
Hannah thought she was resigned to a passionless marriage until she caught her son shifting into a massive, virile wolf in the backyard. Instead of running in fear, she unlocks the door to indulge a secret bestiality fetish, trading her husband’s mediocrity for the primal, knot-swelling ecstasy of being bred by the beast.