Isabelle Frost smiled as she stretched out; her newest pair of Christian Louboutins glinting as the sunlight hit the stiletto tip. Only 2 years ago, she couldn't have even afforded one pair of these shoes. Now, she owned several. Her wardrobe had also morphed, becoming more sophisticated, sexier. Not that it mattered. The long-legged blonde looked at her hu...
Emma found the office and noted with some amusement and curiosity the sign on the door that said "Dr. Karen Bush and Associates, Gynecology and Sexology". As Emma entered she smiled inwardly at the idea of a gynecologist by the name of "Bush", and reflected that she didn't know there was such a thing as "sexology". A little while later Emma sat in the recep...
Six months had passed, and Phoebe had transferred to another office on the other coast. It was a beautiful Monday morning in June, sunny and warm but not oppressively hot. Brittany stepped out of the elevator in her olive green sundress and sandal wedge heels, a light layer of sweat from her morning commute helping the dress cling to her every curve. The tal...
Pencil skirts have a lot to answer for; especially the pencil skirt stretched across Kayla's glorious, ripe ebony arse. The young black women had been a breath of fresh air when she arrived in our stuffy office. Half the age of the average employee with twice the attitude. Everyone agreed she was incredibly beautiful. Wide eyes. Heavenly lips. The hottest...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual acts are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 The bouquet of irises and balloons was waiting for Violet when she arrived for her first day in Human Resources. The card gave no indication of who had sent it. It simply said "Congratulations on your new job!" The pretty twenty one year old sat...
Wake to my alarm and stumble into my bathroom. Remember to not take a shower this time, though I will tomorrow. Splash water on my face then get the radio on and brush my hair. Losing the curls but still looking good. Back to my room to pick out my outfit and I am not sure. Miss Perkins paid attention to me finally. The problem is I can only dress so slutty...
Dropping the phone back into its cradle Morgan leant back in her chair. She took in a deep breath, brushing her fingers back through her long auburn hair before exhaling. It was ridiculous the effect that woman had on her she thought, as she rose from her desk to fetch some water in a poor attempt to rid herself of the knots in her stomach. It was late in th...
When I crossed her bikini line with my tongue, heading for the Promised Land, it was the beginning of a new world. It was much more than a physical boundary, where whether to wax or not is a big deal. But, more importantly, it was a boundary between an employee and her boss. Julia's my boss, and now she's my lover. She's older than me, in her late thirtie...
There was a time where I didn't think I would ever be held again, never to feel the touch of a woman's hands on me, never to feel her lips on mine. It has been a year now since Sheryl died and the pain wasn't any less since that awful day. The memories tore at my soul and I closed my eyes again fighting off the daylight streaming in my window. It was time to...
Chapter 5 I'm so disoriented that it's not until I'm in the parking garage of Altitude's building when I remember that I didn't drive today, and I don't have any of my stuff from upstairs. I probably should have taken a breath and thought things through, but I just had to get out of the office. Not even Jackie's confused questions stopped me or the handful...