This story is real and happened to me about five years ago. I was on campus at a large college in New Jersey when I happened to run into Stephanie, who I had known a little before since we had some common friends. We weren't close at all, but we were about to get much closer than either of us had ever planned. One of the common friends we had was a former...
Full time college student. Sorority and politics club member. Weekend shifts at the hotel as a cocktail waitress. That was Stephanie's life at the moment. Chaos. An investment towards a bright future. The hotel was one of those extravagant intercontinental types. One of the perks of the job, besides all the generous tips, was meeting people from all over...
The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 21 Lemaringouin. Translator Pimanko It had been two weeks since John had left for his country with a contract for a joint-venture in his pocket. Claude called Claudine from his office because he had something to announce to her. The latter entered still wearing her see-through smock and a lace bra with two suction cups attached...
Thank you all for the encouraging comments; keep them coming and feel free to share ideas. I've stopped referring to chapters but the first two installments can be found here: First. Second. ================================================ Stephanie had been standing in front of her neighbor's door for a long while, gathering herself before knocking. Th...
Writer's note: This is the first of a several-part series. Expect Pt. 2 soon enough. * Stephanie had always been curious about strip clubs. She knew what happened inside such establishments from second-hand sources and movies but wanted to see the action herself. She also wondered about something else: What was it about throwing dollar bills at ladies th...
The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 13 by Lemaringouin translated by Pimanko. Stephanie finally made her decision. She headed for Claudine's office and knocked on the door. "Come in." the voice inside replied. She opened the door to Claudine's office and saw that she was with Claude. The two of them were poring over a file of hucow production statistics. She ann...
Yasmin Sharif knew that Stephanie Claude was trouble the moment she walked into the Little Mogadishu Restaurant on that particular Tuesday evening, sauntering in with a bright smile and confident stride, like she owned the place. The young Haitian Canadian woman had that unique swagger common to those gals from the City of Montreal, Quebec. A style, confiden...
//Author's Note: This story is part of a small collection of Lesbian stories I'll be uploading this week. This particular one is an edited resubmission of a story that was previously posted on Literotica. Apologies if you've already read this! It is not my intention to trick people into re-reading something. This is the sequel to another chapter I've recentl...
Judy looked at her assistant Stephanie's quarterly marketing report. "The girls' got talent." She thought to herself. She sighed and looked out the window at the traffic below. Stephanie had been her assistant for the last year and a half. Her career at Dunphy & McCoy was about to take a big step forward. Judy recommended her for the vacant position of mar...
This is the 4th installment in the Girl Scout Moms series. You should probably read the first 3 stories before starting this one. ***** "Game On" the text read. It was from Jill. I had a pretty good idea that meant the 70% Club's team seduction of Jill's friend Stephanie, which was confirmed by a quick call from Jill. Jill had already spoken to Anna and e...