My husband thought I’d blow my stack but I blew something else… — My husband is a camera bug with a hipster’s fascination for authenticity. He was always sneaking up on me to take so-called candid shots. I was always sneaking up on him to delete his fucking memory cards. Who needs photos of themselves brushing their teeth floating around in the wild? …

And there’s a way you can read it for free — The soft release of my new novel, Secrets From the Hotwife’s Private Diary, is happening now. If you’re ready to dive headfirst into an absolutely bonkers read about newlyweds who open up their marriage in the most outrageous way at an adults-only honeymoon resort, then you should check it out. For now, this book is an Amazon exclusive, which means you can borrow and read it for free if you’re a member of their Kindle Unlimited library.

Younger women are allowed to resent the need to trade their youth for money. — A few days ago, I encountered an irritating story by a woman who claimed that it was “actually OK” for middle-aged men to date young women. Depends on what you mean by “actually OK.” If you mean it’s traditional for middle-aged men of means to date young women, then you’re…

You think you know what happens next. You don’t. — (Author’s note: This story was told to me by the two individuals involved from their different perspectives. Minor details have been changed to protect their privacy.) He had fifty million-plus reasons for her to marry a man twenty years older. Fifty million of them were in the bank. …

Chase the money if you want to write fulltime — Warning: This report is about writing fiction for money. If you write for personal fulfillment, you may be enraged by what I have to say. I’m not the smug creative writing teacher here to tell you to write for fun because creativity is its own reward. Write to reach people…

If one big guy is good, are two big guys too much? — “Double penetration, it’s not just for breakfast anymore.” Gerry swung out his elbow to nudge me in the side of my thin party dress. “There he is. Over there.” “This is weird,” I said. “My husband telling me to check out some other guy? C’mon, you know it’s weird.” “Maybe…

Most erotica writers are leaving cash on the table — So many erotica writers are leaving so much money on the table. After a full year of writing on Amazon’s Kindle Vella platform, I’m secretly surprised that more of you haven’t tested the waters. …

If it’s just you, your cuck, and a box of chocolates, you’re missing out — Oh, fuck, it was Valentine’s Day. How did it sneak up on me? Too late for roses. Everybody had scooped up everything affordable. I had no options other than the tiny, tasteful box of artisan chocolate. The chocolate truffles were the same as any other overpriced dark chocolate with cherry…

A hotwife discovers a husband’s cuck cravings — They say the husband is the last to know — and the best friend is the first. “Well, look at you.” Peggy took a dramatic step backward, pretending she needed the extra room to sweep her gaze from my head to my toes. “You’re glowing. What’s with that? No, no…