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Work Out Buddies

by JimBob44 on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 "Yes, I'd like an Egg biscuit and a large coffee and a large orange juice," the familiar voice yelled into the speaker. "Seven forty two, second window, drive around," Lillian said and quickly poured the coffee, adding the four packets of sugar and...

Work Related

by patricia51 on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I was humming along with the song playing on my car radio as I drove north, the beating of the wiper blades providing background rhythm. I laughed out loud as the perfect line to accompany that thought came up in Janis Joplin's "Me and Booby McGee". It made me feel a little more confident. I was driving to visit someone and a curious mixture of anticipation...

Work Related Ch. 03

by patricia51 on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

After the unexpected but completely satisfying evening, night and following morning with my ex-husband Peter, I had four options. As my first choice, I would have been very happy to remain in his condo with him, preferably with him in his bed. My second choice was to rush to South Carolina, share the good news with Betty, and maybe share something else too....

Work and Play

by Nemasis Enforcer on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Chloe was her name, she had worked with Lucy for a quite a while now and the two got on so well. Lucy had liked Chloe since they started work together; she was about 5½ feet tall, with shoulder length blonde hair and a slim curvaceous body that were topped with a good-sized pair of 36C breasts. Both were 18 however Lucy had long brown hair and about the sa...

Work Hard, Play Hard

by Summer_flash on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I love banking. I love it. The adrenalin. The buzz. The intellectual demands. And - the money. Wait a moment - why did I use the present tense? I should have said, "I loved banking." I loved it until the discrimination suit which went in my favour, but which also meant I was out. The payoff was huge. And, to be fair, my legal team were persuasive. Keep...

Work-Based Training

by Trawler on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

"Where are you going?" I asked Ineke Anderson, our Assistant Accountant at the motor dealership. The bubbly 20 year old, while the same age as me, had a much more vivacious personality. Hailing from Bali, she shared the same dark skin and long, straight black hair as her mother. Today her very slender figure was clad in a short grey pleated skirt, a red jers...

Work Mates And Maybe More?

by Mog80 on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I'd been hitting the gym pretty hard recently. Something to do with the 20kgs I'd let myself gain during a serious bout of depression. I was getting over it and was to the point that I was ready to start reclaiming my body again, along with my life. I'd been doing circuit stuff; treadmill and weights mostly. For some reason I hadn't been to any of classes in...

Work Meeting

by loveyou18 on Nov 26, 2018
Lesbian Sex

Tamara works for a large business. It's one of those Monday - Friday, 9-6 office/desk jobs. A majority of her time is spent on the computer, researching and studying on ways to grow the company and get it out to the public. It's demanding, stressful, but it's something she enjoys. She also works with a big group of people, with ages ranging from late 20's...

Working Girls

by Dotrice1 on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I enjoy working late. I am a transcriptionist, and can get more done when the hub-bub of a packed law office has quieted. One thing though, this old office building is about as tightly insulated as a bridge, and creaks as badly as my forty-mumble year old knees. I find myself getting up from my desk at least once an hour to see if somehow an earthquake ha...

Working Late

by freejack on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Part 1 "Hey Laura, can I be cut?" Kelly asked. It was a little past 9:00 on a Sunday night and the restaurant was dead. She'd only had four tables all night long, and hadn't made enough off them to even justify her coming to work. She hated being the new girl. Furthermore, when she'd left for work five hours earlier, Jack and Jonathan had been playing volle...