Erotic stories

Sara and Tom were on the verge of spending another night glued to their own devices when Tom stumbled upon a forgotten card game. What started out as a bit of fun quickly turned into a moment of honesty—and a series of instructions. Discover the latest chapter in Sara & Tom’s story.

Peter has been on the road for three years. Most hotel nights blur into each other — laptop on the bed, dinner from the lobby bar, an early flight. Tonight he unzips a small leather pouch he travels with now. The whisky is small. The view is fine. The evening is his.

Emma had been single for a year and a half. This Sunday she cleared her calendar, drew the curtains, and finally opened the package that had been sitting on her kitchen counter for two days. What followed was the most honest morning she had had in a long time.

Sara and Tom had been talking about it for months — what would it look like to play with power, just once, just to see. On Saturday afternoon they wrote the rules down at the kitchen table. He was to wait in the spare room at nine.

Sara and Tom had the house to themselves for the first Friday in two months. The kids were at a sleepover. He came home from town with a small brown bottle in his coat pocket and a quiet plan for the evening.

Sara and Tom finally ordered the toy they'd been joking about all year. When the package landed on the kitchen table, neither of them quite knew what to do. So they did the only sensible thing: they took it upstairs.

Sara and Tom have been married a decade. Tonight was supposed to be just dinner — they were ready to call it an early night. They didn't. What happened next is the kind of evening every long-term couple secretly wants.