Lynne left the house, kissing her husband, John, good-bye, just like any other day. John was on his way out to a meeting, some merger or other, that would put another diamond ring on Lynne's hand. Not that Lynne cared about the diamonds or the cars or the designer clothes -- that was all John. He wanted everyone to see how successful he was by looking at his...
Grace and I worked for hours together unpacking boxes and putting things in the perfect places. All during this time, we got to know a lot about each other. I learned that Grace was quite the artist as we hung many of her own works around the house. One painting in particular was of a former lover of hers, Bethany. She was lying on a day bed, which now occu...
The rain beat upon the tin roof of the abandoned warehouse as Tara and Jen paced back and forth awaiting the "package" as instructed. The sound of a car door closing and approaching steps signaled that their wait was over. They watched in nervous anticipation as a bound female was led in their direction. Her hands tied securely behind her back, and duct tap...
"I seriously can't believe we're still doing this after all this time, Shauna. You call me up, we make up some excuse about a "girls" night to the guys, take more time getting dolled up than we do for them, meet in a sexy bar, and still pretend for the first hour (and first two drinks) that we're just interested in catching up." The girls both doubled over w...
"Would you like anything before you leave?" Veronica shouted from the kitchen. "No, thanks, I'm good to go." Jenna replies. Veronica emerges from the kitchen, hands behind her back. "Jenna, I wanted to thank you for taking time out of your busy evening to help me with the play logistics. I know it's a lot to ask, considering rehearsal lasts for hours. I do...
I feel my breasts bound flat to my chest underneath the cotton of my shirt. The crispness of the starch in my collar rubs against my soft feminine skin. I hope none of them see the grimace on my face as I reach up to tug the collar away. It wouldn't be so bothersome if I hadn't been overly warm all day. The fans the women used on myself and the other men in...
"What's the Acromion process?" Miranda asked me. She looked sexy with her dark rimmed glasses on, and her light brown hair piled up on top of her head so that it stuck out from the sides of her face. She looked over her study books with a puzzled look. I could see down her pink blouse at her cleavage. I pulled my polo shirt collar down off my shoulder a lit...
Cathy stood motionless, still trying to derive some meaning from the voicemail message she'd received from Katrina. Phrases from the message were all that were swirling about in her mind…"this isn't working…we need to move on...I'm just not ready." Cathy and Katrina had been together for almost 6 months, and Cathy thought that everything was fine…great, in f...
It all began with Terri. At least that is the name she gave to my secretary. I was in my office on a normal Tuesday workday - which means that I was only juggling three crisis situations that were all getting ready to explode and put the company out of business - when my secretary came in to say that a woman named Terri was waiting outside and said that she...
I woke to a feeling of bliss, still flanked by two beautiful women, one of them my beloved Beth. She smiled as she always did when we woke together. "Hi." "Hi yourself." I felt Francesca stirring. "Buongiorno..." she wished us as she stretched luxuriantly. She sat up, and as always I couldn't help my eyes being drawn to her breasts. "Such a lovely day," s...