I hated work parties but couldn't get out of this one. Since being promoted to executive administrative assistant to the V.P. of sales it was mandatory for me to attend these events. It was the summer and so we were at a Muskoka resort called Whispering Trails or something like that. It was the first evening of activities and so after a dinner in the banquet...
"Damn!" I grabbed a handful of tissues and soaked up the hot coffee that had spilled across the table. I was sitting, yet again, in Shipley's donuts, wasting the hours that I should have been in lectures. To make it seem I was actually thinking about my degree, I was half-reading a battered textbook I had saved from the library. "Need a hand with that?"...
We have not known each other long but already you are truly my Mistress. As for me ... well, I'm so proud to be your Sub. (And from time to very special time, I am also proud to be your slutty little angel). I'm in the room that I love most in your apartment, the library, with its rows and rows of books and its walls hung with beautiful prints. Of course I...
"Eeeeeee!" screamed Holly, pointing back at a team of cheerleaders and members of the college glee club, all with dead gazing blue eyes and a clueless slow group gate forming a forward march down the main quad of the St. Jude University for Young Women. "I have an outfit just like hers!" Holly's pointing finger reached far out the second floor window of th...
It didn't take long at all before Jen and I were asleep on the plane. Her head was snuggled onto my shoulder and my cheek rested on the top of it, the sweet aroma of her shampooed hair filling my head like incense. I had a blanket pulled up over my breasts because the passenger cabin was so cool and the guy with a unibrow sitting on my other side—a frat guy...
"Do you trust me?" Those were the last words she told me before she lifted my arms over my head and bound my wrists to the headboard of the sleigh bed with a silk scarf. Before she slipped the blindfold over my eyes, allowing me to only see the dim light peeking through its edges. That was ten minutes ago. All I could do was wait. I had no idea what was i...
It was not the first time that Janet had seen her at the grocery store. In fact Janet had seen her each Tuesday morning about 10:00 for the last four weeks. She had already seen her today by the bacon. Every time the reaction had been about the same, weak knees and a racing heart. Janet lingered with the freezer door open looking at the frozen turkey dinners...
It's Friday night, close to 11pm. We drive through the screaming black night, Jamie, Toots and I. Hardcore house music pumps from the stereo. I lay half wasted on the back seat, my legs thrown across Toot's lap. I have a cigarette in one hand, a half - bottle of vodka in the other. My face is streaked with tears and mascara, my mind numb from all the beak an...
'Who's the best fuck you've ever had?' asked Samantha dreamily. We were lazing in bed together, her head sharing my pillow and nuzzling up against my neck, so that when she spoke, it tickled my ear. The sun, peeking through the crack between the curtains, spilled a lemony shaft of light onto the bedroom walls. I remember how happy I felt, wrapped up in the...
Lisa Kwo stood outside Miss Baker's office feeling nervous. The note passed to her in the school canteen had been short and sharp. "Come to my office immediately. This is not good enough. CB." The Japanese schoolgirl was beginning to feel that bolting her sandwich had not been a good idea. She put her school bag down on the floor, lifted up her short navy...