Author's Note: Hello dear reader, I'd just like to let you know that this is a long piece which charts the beginnings of a gradual and somewhat tentative romance between two women of very different backgrounds and contrasting personalities, which has its ups and downs. This isn't a quick fix since there is a long build up to the sex. Perhaps I will write...
This is a continuation of The New Assistant and is about a grieving girl and the person who saved her. It does not matter if you have not read The New Assistant, but it might help a little. The story also introduces some new characters’ that become important to Milly. My thanks to JPGmvny for taking a great deal of time to edit this work and provide helpful...
"And I'm not sure why you would ask me to go to that meeting by myself anyway Evy! I mean, you've worked with me for more than 10 years! You know I'm a fucking idiot! Now the Board knows it too! And if I go, you go! You think they're going to keep you if I get fired? You're wrong! They'll clear out this entire office! They—" If I closed my eyes tight enough...
Gwen and Domenique took their first sips of coffee that morning, corrupting the lingering taste of each other's pussies and the toothpaste they'd brushed with earlier. The lovers, deciding to avoid returning to the corner booth they sat in the first time they'd been in the diner together, took two stools at the far end of the counter. It was busy that Sunday...
Note: this story has a pretty long buildup before any erotic parts, though I hope the reader's patience pays off in the end. It's got a minor science fiction flavor to it and a small bit of fantasized non-consent, but nothing overwhelming if you're not into that sort of thing. ***** "Who here has experienced sensory deprivation?" The distinguished professo...
Chapter 11 Singaporean experience Ying Tsou was awakened by the first rays of the morning sun. Her father had accustomed her to wake up early and she always left the curtains of her bedroom open. She was a Singaporean Chinese woman, 28 years old. She had a very sexy body with long black straight hair she often combed meticulously. She had a smooth tanned s...
Authors Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. It had been an early morning start for Xanthe. She had a big case headed for court and her boss was riding...
Teresa Scalia: An Education at the Gentlemen's Club Mark Anderson parked his Ford Taurus in the garage and entered the house through the connecting door. Walking towards the family room Mark called out "Hello the house, anybody here"? "In here Dad" answered Mark's son Chad. Mark entered the family room to find Chad immersed in a video game. "How was your...
The sky was overcast, dark, and gray with a temperature in the low thirties, and the air holding a scent suggesting the imminent fall of snow. All in all this was not an unusual situation for late December in a part of the country where a white Christmas was very much the norm. “Buzzzz” went the doorbell. At the door was a man from Brown (UPS) with a spec...
Months later... "I miss you girl." "I miss you too. I'll talk to you later okay." "Okay. Buh-bye." "Bye-bye." I hung up the telephone with a wistful smile. I missed Karen a lot, but I was happy for her. She accepted a new job in Georgia and moved away. Devon and I had a lot of fun with Karen. He missed her too. We had grown accustomed to our new, spont...