Just then, there was only one aroma. The steaming hot café au lait before me. I inhaled and smiled to myself. This was a forgotten. A hangover, but not the brain-splitting kind. I was still drunk and somewhat groggy in a funny kind of way. Funny, because I felt like laughing, I guess. Giggling, even. I sipped the coffee and looked across the empty town squ...
"Open your fucking mouth!" the sensually cruel Mistress Persephone demanded, shoving Her precious toes deep into my gaping mouth. "Lick them clean, it's punishment time," She ordered, alternating between slapping my face and forcing Her sexy feet deep down my throat. My cheeks stung from Her leather gloves, adding to the intense sensations as I orally worshi...
I can honestly say I love my job. Not just the fact that at this moment I am looking at a woman's completely bare sex. Though I admit this is one of the high points. I am putting a tattoo on her pelvis. This is completely work related. No fun, well a little fun to see her naked lips right below my hands. I wonder what it would be like just to run my fingers...
Lisa sat on the floor next to the fire, listening to the flames flickering as she drank hot chocolate. Jeb had gone out to the barn to make sure the building was locked for the night. They had been hearing noises for the past couple weeks and Jeb wanted to make sure nobody got into that building. Lisa was wearing a black satin nightie. She had just finished...
A few weeks later I decided to take a few days off. I'd been working 7 days for a few months and deserved a break. My boss was all over my ass to take some time and visit other clubs just for some R&R and inspiration. After two days of reviewing upcoming parties and regular service with my managers all was set. I had the utmost confidence in my staff to hand...
The company I work for flew me to corporate for another course, something about sexual harassment, correcting my attitude and crap like that. Apparently, I had been over heard once again making some candid off colour remarks about some little skank running around the office in a short skirt that best could be described as a hot pussy in a belt. She would alw...
Within hours of Dane Zirko's transfer to our division, my single, observant colleague, Sarah, had already noticed him. "You know Dane who's been transferred from finance. He is so attractive." she commented as she spooned the white froth from her cappuccino into her painted mouth. "But, Sarah, he's not only married with kids, I can't work him out. He's ei...
Chapter 3: End Of The Beginning "I...I...I don't know where Stanley's at." What a great liar I am. Not. "He's somewhere in my suitcase, I think. He could be anywhere. It'd take DAYS to root through all this stuff and find him. I might have even forgotten him, I was so nervous packing. You know what? That's probably what happened. He's probably still in my d...
Author's Note: Although this short piece was written to stand on its own, it depicts events which take place shortly after "An Hour Before The Wedding." You can read them separately, together, and in either order because, face it, they don't really have much plot to begin with. ************************ The church bells clanged their joyous sound. Halleluja...
She was getting more and more nervous and excited the closer she got to his house. They'd been lovers, and almost something more, for many years but life got in the way and they drifted apart. Out of the blue she decided to see how he was and so they'd reconnected. Simple casual conversation, but...she shook her head and laughed at how things had progressed....