The house was still, the air thick with the scent of sex. Jack lay on his back, chest…

Jack Johnson had just turned 42. Broad-shouldered, weathered in all the right ways, with a slow, confident grin…

Peggy’s heart fluttered as she peeked through the half-opened curtains of her bedroom window, her gaze lingering on…

Heaven, the devoted housewife, was in a desperate situation. The rent was overdue and utilities about to be…

Sage was surprised when her best friend Marge called and asked if her college-aged son Brad could stay…