Sean sat down at his computer almost heavily, dreading this part of the assignment in particular. He was never any good with these damned things and now he had to his hard-researched information into an Excel spreadsheet. He hadn't even used this particular program before. This was going to be just fucking great! Sighing, he booted up the machine and flippe...
It was a few months later that I went back to the Masturbatorium. These thousand-dollar sessions were seriously drawing down my savings, but I got a nice bonus at the end of the year and figured that this was a good way to spend it. This time, I remembered what Kim had said about "group sessions," which were usually held on weekend afternoons. When I arrive...
Note: I'm sorry for the extended delay in posting this chapter. Life just gets in the way sometimes. That plus some writer's block and boom, months have gone by. As always, I welcome constructive feedback. However, comments that are racist or suggest violence/hate will be deleted. Reading earlier chapters will provide essential context for some reference...
Chapter 1 (10 pm to 10.30 pm) It is a stormy evening in Cambridge, MA as I drive my car into the driveway of a stone mansion. I pull into the garage and turn off my car. I put my head back onto my seat and close my eyes... I am oddly horny, I think to myself, but that feeling is quickly eclipsed by the knowledge that I am late... again. My wife isn't going...
John fidgeted impatiently with his car keys while people rushed in and out of the terminal around him. In the early hours of Friday evening the airport was packed with life, some arriving, some departing, and some there to greet a business associate or loved one. John, however, was willing to bet that none of the gate's other occupants were there for quite t...
After she got dressed for work that morning, all he'd said was, "Jessica, I've got something special planned for your birthday. Don't stay late." He'd hugged her from behind, his lips chaste on her cheek. But one arm was wrapped around her chest, the hand at the end massaging her breast insistently. Ian's other hand was down the front of her pants, slipping...
Part 0 - Introduction - Not knowing can be Dangerous... and Fun! Dear Emporium Shop Owner, Here is an account of my experience as you requested. The magic marble you gave me manifested a garment for my wife and my pleasure. I lay on the bed, naked, watching my wife holding the garment to her skin. When it's impossibly thin and improbably silky texture...
January 2014 It was an annual tradition on the Community set. This was the third straight time we came to the last day of filming for a season, without knowing if we'd get to come back late that summer. Two times, I thought I'd be in my last day as Gillian Jacobs' personal assistant on the show. Two times I somehow got to keep my job. Would the third time...
Having Kate Beckett walk into the hotel room was like stepping back in time. Alexis could've been studying for her SATs again. She could've been into Twilight again. Funny how she remembered Kate as a swaggering, domineering badass in a motorcycle jacket. Beckett came in light and springy as a summer day, wearing a light-toned pantsuit with a purple silk b...
It had been far too long since we were last together when you finally called me. My heart soared when I heard your voice. "Hi, lover. It's been too long." "I know, I know. I had some things I had to take care of," I responded. "So when can we get together. Can't do it tonight. Tony and I are going to a concert tonight, and we have floor tickets. Maybe we...