I'm a cook. I love my job. The heat, the pace, the pressure - all in a good day's work. If you've ever worked in a restaurant, you know how it can be. Tempers run high, but at the end of the day, all is forgotten. At my particular restaurant (and I'm sure many others), closing is left up to one or two servers and a cook. Those nights are often slow, and aff...
For the next three weeks Paige was super-busy which seemed normal; but something different was working its way through her thoughts. It was vaguely familiar, like a movie that you watched years ago but couldn't remember what it was about. Meeting Marie had reawakened this old memory, What was it though? In just a few days she would find out. Marie had gone b...
Dear Nicole, Yes...you're right! I finished all my shopping on Friday, three days before Christmas. And I did notice that Felecia hadn't even called me since Monday. It's a good thing that I was so busy for the two days after the "fun" with Megan and C.J. or I'd have really been pissed. I missed her terribly and in a strange way I was a little jealous of Te...
"Yeah, suck my cock, slut... god that feels so good..." Ashleigh smiled around the cock of the boy thrusting in and out of her mouth, sucking at it a bit harder. She was lying on her back in the middle of a group of men, some who she knew, some who she didn't. Her best friend had just turned twenty one and of course threw a party, complete with alcohol, ill...
Shannon was watching the soaps and enjoying the lovely April day when the phone rang. It was a counselor from her daughter's high-school named Myra Jackson. Shannon was informed that her daughter was not doing well and that her grades were dropping rapidly. Myra said that she wanted to meet with her as soon as possible and asked when it would be convenient f...
* * * * * This is my first attempt at a story, having been a member here and appreciating the other stories for some time... hope it is enjoyed. Any constructive feedback is incredibly welcomed :) * * * * * Glancing in the mirror, I licked my lips and ran both my hands through my short cropped hair in a vague attempt to make it looked passably styled. Sur...
It's not like Andrea had never had a job like this before. She was a waitress during high school, in her early marriage before Mike Jr. was born and then a bit after he was in his teens. The fact that this was more of a function venue than a restaurant was new to her but she knew she could handle it. Plus, they needed the money and there wasn't much to do a...
Just a few notes: First, most folks seemed to enjoy "Patricia and Sandra: A Love Story". And while most understood why the story seemed rushed (well that is because it was rushed by design), some wanted to hear more of their story, so here it is. The Story of how they became "us". Second, although I am mostly straight, 90% of the folks in my life that I...
SS49: "Maid In America" *** March 20th, 12:15 p.m. Madison Roschfeld rang her bell. "Miss Magnusson!" she called. "Tea time!" Recently hired Karin Eva Magnusson hastily put the finishing preparations on the tea for her socialite mistress and her guests. She couldn't afford to keep them waiting. Finally, she placed the saucers on the tray and the cu...
Sorry this chapter took so long, hopefully it would be worth the wait. Thank you all for your votes, comments and support. This is it, the end. This story contains elements of BDSM, blackmail, public humiliation and degradation. If that is not what you like please don't read any further. As always vote and leave comments. Feedback is always appreciated. Enj...