Ever since I was a little girl I’ve been frightened of the dark, things that go bump in the night, faces at the window, black mirrors. That sort of thing. I write about them: dark, erotic, fantasies. Those of...

My problem is my night sweats.Every night I change my sheet, duvet cover, pillow cases for fresh, bathe, go to bed. The sweats begin in the wee hours of the morning, emanating in my scalp, armholes, crotch, behind my...

Angie is a bag of nerves. Her stomach is in her throat. Her hands are trembling. And her heart is pumping, madly. She hasn't behaved like this before. Angie has always acted faithfully. The thought of what she is...

‘Charming couple,’ said Jim.‘You really think so?’‘I was being sarcastic. Actually, I think they’re a pair of drunken old sots and I didn’t care for the way he kept eying you up through those dreadful pebble glasses of his,...

He didn’t return to the bomb-hole until Monday, a beautifully warm sunny day with a mild south-westerly wind, perfect for swimming. Alone, he plunged into the ice-cold water, crawling as far as the mass of tangled brambles, lichen petrified...

I am heavy with child. My breasts are swollen with milk, my abdomen fully distended. I slump on the wicker chair feeling my baby prod my stomach. My man marvels at how I push myself to the utter limits...

‘How big were these jellyfish?’ Tess spread her hands apart more than a foot, ‘Oh, these were big ones, David!’  ***** As if the lurid colour photo and dissected analysis of her on my msn news feed are not enough. The...

Helen hesitated, opened the lid, breathed, and there they were. Bright tall pink strong stalks. Her first forced rhubarb of the season. Reaching for it, she slid her hand along the firmest stalk until she felt the tender base,...

After the bitter chill of Winter, the snow and ice of February, Spring couldn’t come soon enough for Kaitlyn and Madison. Throughout the drab lockdown, the vibrant forest had sustained them, freeing them from its suffocating constraints: online studies,...

He represented an unusual challenge for her. Someone exciting, if different from the norm. She knew this was her last chance to help him, to satisfy him, for him to satisfy her, their last chance to make love. It...

She ran up the fire stairs, taking him by surprise,‘I hate lifts,’ she panted.He opened his arms, ‘I’ve missed you, Lizzie.’Simon was wearing the same angora sweater as last time, faded chinos, loafers, no socks.Pleased that he hadn’t changed,...