As she stood waiting for the door to open, Britney realized how nervous she was. She knew she was in awe of her boss, I mean who wouldn't be. In her mid forties and running a big company yet she could easily be mistaken for a thirty year old. Britney had no idea what her Mrs. Carlson wanted her to do today, she just hoped she didn't screw it up. The door op...
It was the weekend and that night had been slower than most, so I decided to go the gym. The cool night air was refreshing on my skin. I entered the gym, and saw that it was empty, except that some one was using the exercise bike. I went into the changing room and took the clothes off my 5'5 body, then taking my bra off my 'C' cup breasts, then removing my p...
It was late and the gym was pretty much deserted when Rachel was finishing her workout. She was tired out but was happy she'd reached her workout goals and she liked the fact that the place was nigh on empty. The only person was the young woman that had used the bike next to her; a black woman with frizzy hair and a smoking athletic body Rachel had happily n...
When I travel on business I always take along my gym clothes to work off my frustration and business worries. This week I was in a quiet mid-western city not known for it's night life let alone for it's lesbian community. After my morning meeting and lunch with my client I felt that I could use a workout and maybe a sauna or massage. My agenda for this eveni...
"Hey Tara! Good game!" Tara froze. Her hands, reaching for her clothes, stilled but her heart beat raced upward to a height that threatened to make her faint. Her inner temperature spiked too, sending waves of heat along her upper thighs and lower belly. She swiveled her head to right just enough to catch a brief glimpse of Anna, who was nude but for her sh...
Chapter 03 Hot Veronique ©Julia Gentile 2011 This story continues to explore my passion for beautiful women in highly charged sensual situations. It is part of a longer story and you will enjoy it more and understand the context better if you have read the previous chapters of Trusting Rebekka. There's more to come too; hope you like the drip-feed. I also...
Like my other stories, this one has a long build-up; the longest so far, I believe. I like to allow plenty of time to get to know these great ladies. In fact, if you've read my other stories, you may see some familiar faces. I know some of you were wondering about the storyline in this one. Great to hear that, as I was already writing it! Let me know your th...
The two opponents looked at each other from across the mat. Both combatants were preparing to do battle with a strip to the finish. Their distrust and hatred for one another transcends beyond the rubber mat lying on the floor between them. There was much at stake. The bickering and bantering, through e-mail, websites, and telephone calls had built up the ma...
This is a lesbian romance with a decidedly Christian theme. If this turns you off, read no further, skip to the end, drop your 1 bomb and go your way. * Altowiese MacMurtry woke first, and felt Jere's hand still on her hip. Altowiese slept without any clothes on, even on a cold spring night. It was still dark. Altowiese gently moved Jere's hand away and, e...
Yaz knew that she needed a change; being a personal trainer was boring at least on the open road she would be free from the dumb bitches that frequented the gym; sure they wanted all the help they could get, but for what price, she wasn't willing to train them for favours and gifts any longer. "Yaz please reconsider? The place won't be the same without you....