Chapter 2: Mya's Ride I sorted my way through a stack of faded, men's jeans to make sure that they were all in perfect condition and placed them back on the shelf with the other 500 pairs of identical pants. I sighed. As much as I had wanted this job in the beginning, it wasn't all it was cracked up be, just sorting clothing for the men's department of Sear...
I had been working in this place, a body rub parlor in an apartment off Columbus Avenue in Manhattan, for a couple of months. For one-hundred dollars you could get a sensual massage on your backside, then a frontal massage complete with what we called the "happy ending". It was quick money, and in another week I'd have enough to split for Hollywood and set m...
It was another mind numbing project meeting in the top floor conference room, known to all as the goldfish bowl because of the unusual round room shape and all the glass curvy walls. I was close to gawping like a goldfish at the utter mundane meeting I was sat in. The room had one positive as you could pass the time by people watching through the glass. This...
The flight was quick. It took a while to get over his presence, but I'm a professional. It made no real difference to my performance. I liked his body, but once that first thrill was gone, it was too much exposure too soon. I wasn't sure I was going to call him. But maybe I was. Being a flight attendant is interesting. It's a challenging job. There is flex...
This is a true story. I wrote it down for a man who is, so perfectly, fucking my mind. * * * * * So you want to hear a cock story? Okay, this happened when I was 25. I had just moved into an apartment complex with one of my girlfriends. It was a fairly new complex that housed mostly young, single people. As the weather goes in So. California, most days w...
She had anxiously been awaiting this moment for almost a year. She felt her thighs shaking from the nerves and she rubbed her sweaty palms along them, remembering his words, "I can't wait to run my hands along your sexy legs, baby." Thoughts like that sent shivers down her spine, and there were plenty of thoughts like that. She had seen scenes just like thi...
T. G. I. F! It is FINALLY Friday! I skip out of work without so much as a "goodbye" to my co-workers, all I want to do is get home and fall asleep as quickly as I can. The 15 minute drive to my apartment is entirely too long. I want to be home NOW. I pull into my drive, park my car, all but run upstairs and let myself into my apartment. I strip quicker than...
Issue Six: Enter the Maid Serena Jensen was laying on her bed, one breast hanging out of her night gown as she played with her nipple. Her other hand was shoved under her gown, between her legs, fingering her sopping wet snatch. The woman moaned as she pleasured herself, trying to bring her over the edge. Just before she got there, the phone rang, totally r...
Lois Lane: Man of Plastic (and D-Cell Batteries) Set during the time of the Lois Lane/Clark Kent/Superman "love triangle," the Man of Steel's would-be girlfriend gets lonely one late night at the Daily Planet offices ... __________ As one of the Daily Planet's star reporters in Metropolis, Lois Lane lived the life of a busy career girl in the big city, an...
Years soon passed after my last encounter with James. I was now 23 years old. But I never forgot. Eventually the emotional withdrawal went away, but the memories were still haunting. I never truly moved on. My heart had been turned into a block of ice, and no matter how many men tried to win my affection, I repaid them with deception and heartbreak. I was he...