Authors Note: I will finish the two series in the works; "Best Sales Job in the World" and "House Staff are Sexual Predators." First though I am honoring a reader request with this story then I will complete the other series. There are also some other stories that I will bring to closure before I reach my target submissions of 600. EPILOGUE Ethel Thatche...
The bar was crowded and smoky. The sound of the jazz band playing softly added to the ambiance of it. It was dim and quiet, with just a few older and very handsome men sitting at the bar. Kelly's clit tingled, the delicate skin sending out sharp little buzzes of desire as she surveyed the scene. It was perfect, not too many guys, and not too few. Only a co...
One of the best things about owning a gym in a town that is frequented by the WWE is that I often receive visits from the divas that work for the company. In most cases, though, I was able to keep it professional and not pursue anything sexual with any of them (even though there was nothing more I would have liked to do), because I never like to be perceive...
It was a fantastic night out with friends, and eventually we and our crew found ourselves at our apartment, with plenty of food, booze, and weed. Everyone who had made it that far into the night crowded into the living room to watch some classic movies with snacks and more drinks, but one by one they trickled out the door, tired and happy. Eventually, it was...
"I can't, Evie. Please, it's too embarrassing." Even just in front of me, she was squirming in the bikini. We were in the tight changing cubicle of a clothing shop. "Come on, you can hardly see with the mirror so close. You look beautiful." Becky stood back as much as she could without touching the curtain, glumly assessing her big thighs, how her wide b...
Michael sat at his desk working out the logic of another for loop. The digital clock changed to five fifteen but Michael didn't notice. He was focused on the computer screen in front of him. A deep voice behind him startled him and he jumped. "Mike it's Friday, why don't you go home." It was Ray, his boss. Ray was a good boss but he insisted on calling Mic...
This is fictitious, and all characters are over 18, l am male and have written this as a female. I hope I get everything right. It is a continuation of my story. "Obsession of a Dirty Old man". ***** I was so excited at having a date with the old man from the bus stop. I'm Becky and I'm just eighteen years old, I live on a council estate in the North of E...
Her beauty was obvious, she was the essence of femininity. She moved in a feline manner, her eyes pierced the soul of all who matched her gaze. I was helpless. There was no point in denying my lust, the ache in me grew every time I saw her walk through the office. She and I had exchanged glances several times this week. She had appeared from nowhere, long br...
Anne Marie, Becky and I were excited to go to Rita's birthday part. The girls kept teasing me about Anne Marie exposing me to Linda earlier. Becky asks if I will be embarrassed to be around her tonight. I said I could handle it. None of us mentioned the blow job Becky gave me in front of Anne Marie, but I also didn't pick any awkward vibes and so I was not g...
Note: Our narrators name is Tae. It is a Japanese name that should be pronounced "Tah-eh" to rhyme with tie. It is related to the root verb taeru (to endure or resist) and to an identically pronounced word that means (to die out or become extinct). It can be written several different ways to reflect it's meaning. And now, our story. * One hundred forty-sev...