They both snickered again. His sister rested her hand on the point of Martha's hipbone and rubbed her thumb in the hollow at the base of her thigh, as she said: "He was right about your hair." "But your is nice, too, ... as much as anyone would want, ... like your breasts," and her hand found one, her fingers holding its fullness for a moment, squeezing it...
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O N E It had been two weeks since Jane Worthington began work at the white-shoe Wall Street law firm of Haight & Robb. She was the newly hired lead partner of the litigation group, and Gerald McNeil had been watching her with interest from the moment she first appeared before the executive committee to be considered for the position. She cut an impressi...
Sharon told me that they had a great time, and then she asked, "Bob, since it's Saturday, is it O.K. if Linda stays for the week-end?" I looked at Linda , she had a grin on her face that reminded of the cat that ate the canary. I then looked at Linda and said, "Linda, if you have nothing better to do, and since you and Sharon have so much in common, you're m...
Erica was Simon's best friend, and had been forever, so when Simon got married, she supposed it made sense that he wanted her to be his best man. She argued all the same, and said she didn't want to. She said he was a weirdo, and he should just put her in Elizabeth's bridal party like a normal person would. He argued back. He said he didn't really have any...
I sat back in the big leather chair in my new office thinking over the changes that had happened in my life in just the last few days. I had been working in the marketing department of an advertising company here in Colorado for almost ten years now. I'm 39 years old and happily married, I keep myself in good physical condition, and I love my job and the peo...
"Welcome home, Jane." My wife greeted me as I walked through the door and into the warmth of our home. She was zipping up the coats of our three year old son, Andrew and our five year old daughter, Julie. "Thanks, babe." I replied, going over to kiss her. Then I gave kisses to my kids atop their hatted heads. "And where are you little rascals going at this...
This is a story of pure fiction. We write for enjoyment. Please take the time to rate this story and all comments are appreciated. ***** Alex Baker strolled along West Adams past the growing line of hopefuls waiting for the opportunity for admittance into 'The Cherry Stem'; the current hot spot in Lesbian bars in Atlanta. She was walking slow, admiring the...
Meredith strode around in her black and silver pinstriped skirtsuit, arms crossed with her silver-framed glasses pulled down just far enough to rest on her nose. Her hair was pulled back and tied up, exposing her lean neck that poured down into the tanned skin of her upper chest. Another day in the office monitoring her staff and making sure that no covert...
Joan looked up at the clock. It seemed to have stopped at 3:28, but that was probably just her imagination. Her watch also said 3:28. Mind you, she'd been pretty sure for a while that her watch had stopped too. Maybe both of them had stopped. Time seemed to have been doing funny things to Joan all day. At some points, it had been going by unpleasantly quick...