She tells me to come into office to talk about the account we'd lost. I know which account, and I know this is probably going to be unpleasant, because we'd lost it, and she's angry, and it's all probably my fault. I'm expecting to be fired, or given a warning, or told this is going on some kind of permanent file. Instead, she tells me to come over and st...
Jess kisses Kimbra on the lips, lip balm to lipstick, backing her up against the bed. Her itchy fingers gently undo her zipper and inch off her pants. "What do you want tonight?" Jess whispers. Kimbra continues kissing her, obviously trying to make a decision. She is so indecisive. "You know what? I have an idea," Kimbra proposes. Jess raises her eyebr...
Abbey Williams knew that years from now, she'd always remember this moment. She never dreamed this night would come, the night when she'd share a bed with someone so sexy, so unique, so unlike herself. She thought this night would be a permanent fantasy, the stuff of erotic dreams and visions to rub herself to, not something real, tangible, physical. As sh...
I learned about this program to help young Latina women get their citizenship. It was a training and adoption program, a nice way of putting sex trade program. I decided I would visit the facility and learn more of what they offered. Upon entering the facility I was greeted by the head mistress, I signed non-disclosure policy, and went through a short brie...
Life went on for some time at home with my two girls dutifully reporting for work every day as usual. They still presented themselves each morning for daily inspection before I sent them off with a list of work to be done. Jasmine had now taken over the organisation of all this and I was happy to leave her to it. She reported any problems back to me which wa...
This is part four of "Pet Needs a Good Home." I should have arranged the titles better but I'm just having fun writing this fantasy and hope others enjoy this series too."Pet Needs a Good Home" was part one. "Pet has good home" was part two. "Pet and friend at home"was part three. Sunday, the very next day after I took a woman into my home as my slave. I r...
The success of the Nic-Nak case, as it would become known, would firmly cement the reputation of the Sinn Girls as the No.1 Lesbian Detective Agency. But that was ahead of us, as there was to be a sting in the tail of that case, and any misstep while we were basking in the joy of a case well done could prove fatal, literally the death of Sinn. Pixie, who lo...
When I come home from work, the gin and tonic awaits me on the coffee table: two ice cubes, the lime already squeezed into the drink to flavour it. A Bach harpsichord piece (something from the Well-Tempered Clavier?) is playing quietly. Kimmy doesn't come out yet. She knows I want a few minutes alone first, to sink into the sofa, kick off my pumps, sip my dr...
Meet Rose Essex. She's a six-foot-tall, large-breasted, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, sexy and voluptuous Black woman. She's a former collegiate Rugby Player from Australia who moved to Los Angeles with her parents before entering college. Her father, Luther Essex was the President of both the Men and the Women's Rugby Leagues back in their hom...
On Sunday afternoon I bought Jordan lunch before delivering her back home. She directed me through a series of rural turns then down a long country lane. Before turning down the slushy gravel drive to her parent's house I stopped on the side of the road, put my car in park and took Jordan's left hand. I looked into her stunning eyes and said, "I want you to...