This is a story I've created for the sake of a contest. The only requirement was the story had to have an "at work" theme. I decided to do something a little different. Now it should be evident when you read this I wasn't going for total realism. The chances of these events happening in succession I realize are very slim. Just a carefree fun story. Please en...
Author's Note: Hello again! Thank you so very much for the ratings! I really appreciate it! The more feedback I get from my readers really helps me know if I going in the right direction for you all. Furthermore, here is Amethyst's next chapter. I really believe that Alana's alter ego Amethyst is the real her. Somewhat like how Clark Kent's alter ego Superma...
I made sure that I had no other yards that day. Working twelve hour days to get all my clients done, to have the day clear. I awoke that morning with a rock hard erection that would not go down. At 11.30 with sweaty palms and tenting khakis I knocked on the Dean's front door. I'd dressed as if it were a normal work day, knowing that's what she wanted. She...
My pride took a nose dive as Mr. Chambers sent back my third draft. I'd been working on the proposal for almost a month now and every time I fixed something, my boss found new errors. I was almost sure it because I was a woman. Everyone else on the board loved it, but he got the final say and he kept sending it back. I'd been with the company for about four...
Jack Nelson was your average high school senior, average eighteen year old boy; he was just well average you could say. He played football in the fall, nothing spectacular he was only a second string cornerback. Even though he got to play on special teams he never stood out in any of the games. During the winter he played basketball yet spent all his time on...
To all my readers: I would like to apologize for taking so long in posting this chapter. Some things came up that resulted in not having internet. I hope this new chapter was worth the wait and I assure you chapter four is well under way. * Michael tried to focus on his work, but the figures in front of him just seemed to melt into one black, blotchy mess...
(Note: Thanks to everyone who's read and enjoyed, and offered positive feedback lately as I get back into writing. I do want to say though, that as I experiment with different ideas, that some of my writing may seem to be be detailed and long. The reason I have for this is that BDSM to me is more about the mental state of the players, than about strict actio...
She watched him anxiously, her green eyes dark with unbridled lust. She hadn't moved from where he tossed her effortlessly onto the bed. Now she was propped up on her elbows watching him as he watched her. Heavy anticipation coursed through her as she watched him shrug out of his jacket. Finally getting it off, he tossed it onto the floor before pulling hi...
It was a lunch date for business. Considering whom I was meeting, I should have expected something. Just gullible I guess. Besides, not that many people are willing to try me. Chuck always did have more balls than brains. After the soup had been served an attractive woman in a conservative suit stopped by the table and greeted Chuck. I could see him nod in...
Afternoon Tea At Thanksgiving, we had feasted – by ourselves. Next day there were turkey sandwiches and watching stupid TV in bed, there was bathing together. You began reading Anna Karenina stretched out on your belly in bed – your silver glasses perched on your nose, your head toward the bed's foot, your kimono draped over your lovely shoulders and back a...