This is my entry into the Valentine's Day story contest. It is a tale that takes place in the high fashion industry, and how love sometimes finds people in places and ways they never expected. * Sally Hemmings sat looking at the Valentine card that had been left on her desk before she arrived at work that morning. It was very beautiful and ornate, and smel...
I hadn't set out to do it. I had never thought about it or planned such a thing. It just wasn't me, it was not my thing, well it had never been until then. Something must have changed, but was it with me, was it circumstances or what? * I was Acting Head Copy Chief in a big ad agency. Acting, because I was not a full time employee, but a freelancer, as the...
Hi, my name is Laura, and my husbands name is Don, he is forty and I'm thirty-eight. We were living fairly comfortably until I was laid off from a dot.com company and then Don's company was bought up by another company, and if he wanted to keep his job, he had to take a demotion, which meant a cut in pay. We had a nice large home in an upscale community, an...
© 2007 by Penelope Street Even looking back, I remember the exact moment I first laid eyes on Andrea Marshall. I'm certain my heart missed a beat. Or two. I guess I didn't know she was different at that moment, but I still felt it. "Mrs. Larson?" she queried, rising from behind her desk to reveal a form that, even in an A-line skirt and tweed jacket, was c...
"Dr. Norwood to Trauma One, Dr. Norwood to Trauma One, Stat," Natalie looked up with bleary eyes from her cup of burned coffee. The little break room seemed dreary, but it was a sanctuary from the pandemonium of Watkins General on a Friday night. She rose unsteadily to her feet and gulped down the bad coffee, tossing the cup into the garbage as she hurried...
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Robyn sat at my side, her emerald eyes blazing with lust as she looked at my naked body. Nude herself, she was holding our strap-on in her hand. Bringing it to her mouth, she ran her tongue up and down it's length. For some reason, I couldn't move, so I just lay there before her watching as she continued her oral ministrations on the sex toy. Her other hand...
Peggy Oxenberg paid no attention to the wide-open spaces far below California Air Express' Las Vegas Shuttle as it made a wide banking turn that gave the passengers on her side of the aircraft a breathtaking view. With almost as many hours in the air as the pilot at the controls, the former flight attendant had seen it too many times before to be impressed....
Another milestone story, whose full title is "Beyond Hell And Back V: Full Seventh Circle." It is now four Decembers following the original "BHaB," and following part 2 as well. I was going to categorize this differently, but have circled back to simply Lesbian Sex. Here, as usual, are all the others under which this story could fall. Scary Christmas, lebbis...
This is a little fantasy. I should apologize to girls who play team sports for the implication that they all are bi or lesbian. I know they aren't, but guys can wonder, especially when they see them swarming to embrace a scorer. I guess the girls could think the same about men, when they see them piling on the guy who just scored a goal. Someone else can wri...