Sex Stories: Alcohol

The moment I saw her slip into the tiny corner café, soaked from the sudden downpour, my cock twitched like it remembered every filthy night we’d spent together. Rain hammered the windows, turning the…

The office holiday party was in full swing on the twenty-third floor, fairy lights strung across the open-plan space and a makeshift bar set up near the photocopiers. I’d come straight from teaching m…

The private tasting room at Maison du Vin smelled of polished oak and faint candle wax. Soft lighting glowed over rows of Riedel glasses, and the heavy velvet curtains kept the rest of the event at a …