I introduce this story to you all as fiction and fantasy however it draws from many of my own experiences in the fashion industry. The things taking place in this story are not to be implied or understood to have ever taken place or assumed to be "par for the course" so to speak. This story has evolved from an idea I've been previously working on and a fanta...
My first real job out of school was not the greatest, but the ladies in my department made it tolerable for a couple of years until I found something better. It's amazing how a measly two years in a standard office job made my resume improve. I even had training and professional references to add. Naturally my boss at Widgets Inc. (not the real name) was a...
Note that the following events took place in 1985, long before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** Bonnie leaned her head onto my shoulder and said, "I could get used to this." "I could, too," I replied. "Eating breakfast with a sexy woman a...
Author's Note: This is the third (and final?) story in my Friend series; it is also the longest. This story has changing points-of-view. Each section will be labeled by character: Ginger, Becks (Rebecca), and Zara. It is better to have read either (or both!) of my earlier "Friend" stories (Friends Like These and To Be a Friend) to understand some of the ref...
The Hat II - Caitlin & Maeve Caitlin smiled at Maeve and suggested that they go for a drink. Maeve agreed and after closing the shop Caitlin took her new friend's hand and led her to her favourite pub. They entered the bar and after her eyes adjusted to the dark Maeve noticed that the clientelle were all women. She was not surprised but felt a pang of nervo...
-9- "See you Sunday night," I said to Anita and rolling up my window, I drove out of the golf club lot. Anita and I played our second round on Thursday Morning, just the two of us. Once again I dressed similarly as yesterday; short golf skirt, thong but black this time, and a scoop-necked blouse but without a bra. It worked; at least I was sure that it wo...
Bex woke first the next morning. The thought of Lucy going back to her own room hadn't been contemplated by either of them. Bex stood, naked, looking at Lucy as she laid there, long, slender legs stretched out under the thin duvet, her long dark hair spread out over her shoulders and she smiled. Leaving Lucy sleeping, she went into the bathroom and turned o...
Maeve wandered aimlessly up Grafton Street. She was in a bit of a fog as her girlfriend of two years had left this morning after telling her that their romance was over. Therefore, she was not paying attention when she walked into a small upscale clothing boutique. Maeve walked up and down the displays of lingerie, dresses and stylish little hats. Without th...
Here continues A Thanksgiving Tale, if you haven't read it, I recommend you do as it will make this story easier to follow. I have changed the name of the story to A Winter's Tale as Thanksgiving is over. Before I let you start reading I would like to thank my editor C.P. who helped me out more than I could have hoped. Even so, all the mistakes still left a...
All characters are over 18 - BSDM themes . ***** The next morning, I wake up too early full of nervous energy. I take a deep breath start working through my to-do list. I prepare the herbal cleanse and head into the bathroom. I put on an ASMR video to try to relax but even the coma inducing calm isn't helping. Breathe, clear my mind...fuck it...I've neve...