If anyone asked me what it was like living with my older sister, I could give them the short answer, “insufferable” or the long answer, which would be a novel-length confession I’d never actually say out loud. When you’ve got a sibling like Sophie, the only thing you learn fast is how to deal with … Read more
I heard her car in the drive before I saw her. The tires crackled over my neglected gravel, then the familiar slam, always three-quarter force, never a polite nudge, of my daughter’s impatience. She stepped out of her vehicle, and then she stood on my porch for maybe half a breath, clutching a duffel, then … Read more
I came home on autopilot, arms full of groceries and tired. The house was quiet in a way I didn’t like. My son’s shoes were abandoned at the bottom of the stairs, the way they always were. But no TV was blaring, no music and no thumping up in his room, nothing. I let myself … Read more
There’s only so many ways a person can talk about a woman’s ass before you start to sound unhinged. And I guess if I’m being honest, that word fits, because for as long as I could remember, my mother’s ass had defined the boundaries of my obsession, my curiosity and my entire adolescence. I could … Read more
This is part 3 of the Daddy’s Sex Lessons Series. For part 1 My Daughter’s First Blowjob Lesson Or for part 2 My Daughter’s First Sex Lesson ***** A few days passed after our night together. I tried to process what had happened between Emily and me, the line we’d crossed and what it meant … Read more
A week passed with neither of us mentioning what happened. Every time Emily and I crossed paths in the hallway or sat for dinner, I’d catch her glance lingering a second too long, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. My stomach would twist with guilt, but I couldn’t deny the tension … Read more
When Emily came through the front door, I could tell the night had gone to shit before she said a word. She slammed her keys in the bowl, the sharp ceramic clatter echoing through the kitchen, and the first thing I saw was the mascara streak down her cheek. She kept her head low, chin … Read more
When Maddie came home from college that Friday, she was supposed to be all grins and sarcasm, pelting me with stories about how lit her math professor was or the latest dumb drama in her dorm. I knew, before she even slumped through the door, that something was off. The real giveaway was the mascara, … Read more
It was summer break, I was nineteen, and I was staying at my mother’s place. I woke up to sheets tented by the most obscene morning wood of my life while someone down the hall made sounds like they’re drowning in a porn audition. And that someone had to be my older sister, Alexandra. The … Read more
It was summer break, and I was home from college. I should’ve been applying for a summer job or at least pretending to be productive, but instead I was lying on my stomach in athletic shorts, the blanket half covering my ass, and watching a Best Of Deepthroat compilation on my phone. I scrolled, hypnotized … Read more