"Hey, what if microbiology was the study of baby animals?" "What?" "Wouldn't that be amazing?" It was one of dozens of times that evening that my mind had wandered off the task at hand - studying for my comprehensive midterm in microbiology. I was certainly amusing myself but I was starting to concern you with my inability to focus. We sat on my bed toget...
Type. Type type. Once in a while, the dark-haired young woman keeps glancing on the clock. Almost 5 o'clock already. She promised her friends to meet them in Club Revon at 6 o'clock, the lesbian club that they usually hang out together. She only got one hour to go home to change and get ready. Ding. Ding. Ding. It's 5 o'clock already. Erin saves her work,...
Nine Months, One Week, Six Days and Roughly 18 Hours Chapter One: A Strange Request: "There's my favourite secretary!" Comes the loud Canadian twang of my boss from the other side of the desk. "You are aware I'm your only secretary?" I reply without looking up. "I am yeah... but I know the other secretaries...and you are by far my favourite." I can tell...
You are sitting in your office late Friday afternoon; the end of a long day at the end of a very long week. You look up from your desk and see a very attractive young woman approaching. She is tall and slender, dressed in a black pencil skirt and a white, almost sheer blouse. Her straight shoulder length red black hair frames a face devoid of expression. She...
Jenna watched as Lilly pulled her t-shirt over her breasts. B Cups, she thought to herself. Lilly smoothed out the wrinkles and pulled on her jeans. Jenna lay quietly, watching intently from the bed. Lilly thought she was still sleeping. Jenna watched as Lilly's pert breasts bounced as she crossed the room, leaning over slightly. Jenna caught a glimpse of wh...
I woke up early in the morning knowing that you were driving in sometime today, but not knowing for sure when you'd get here. I had to work at the restaurant, so I gave you the number and told you how to get there, but didn't convince myself that you'd actually show up there. Boy, was I wrong. I wore some Wranglers with a cute lil tan blouse and had my hair...
Chefs and cooks are legendary for their fiery tempers and lack of political correctness; when I used to work in kitchens I was no exception to the rule! I started training when I was 17. From hiding in the toilets in tears because I had been shouted at, I progressed to realise the only way I could survive in a very male dominated environment was to swear con...
Freshly showered, pussy cleanly shaved, hair and makeup flawlessly executed. All paired with the dress the hugs my curves. The long dress with the slit up each side and some flip flops to keep it on the casual side. I loaded the bright pink dick into my purse and set out onto the highway. I remember a time, not so long ago I wouldn't leave me house after 6...
CHAPTER 58 "Olivia, please stop." The voice calling me from behind makes me turn on my heels and I find Angie coming towards me. "You left the shop more than an hour ago! What are you still doing here? And why are you almost running in the opposite way of your bus stop! Is everything alright?" she asks. I can sense the true concern in her voice. She know...
First off I'd like to thank everyone who read my first story, I wasn't sure how it would be received by the community, with all the positive feedback I received I couldn't not write the next chapter. I'm contemplating writing a series to parallel these stories, but they would be from Anna's perspective. Let me know what you think. Thank you again, and with t...