Roshni 06 - Sweat Late February. The hottest, most humid time of the year in Auckland. Roshni was working in the gift shop when I called in to see her. The first thing I noticed was the sheen of sweat on her brown face, then the light in her eyes as she saw me. "Hi!" she sang. Roshni's face was gorgeous beyond words. Eyes glittering black, like polished...
Those three little words were all that were on the folded paper inside the business envelope sitting on her desk by the flat screen monitor. Mia had swept into her office that Friday morning going ninety miles an hour at least, and her mind was multi-tasking on about twelve different projects at the same time. So, the envelope had sat there for most of the...
The next few days after the conference had been a bit strange for Mary. She'd never been in the position of seeing a work colleague before, and she hadn't known how this would feel. They discussed the matter in the car on the way from the conference. Work was work, and the rest of the time they could see each other; but nobody at work was to know. It had t...
Veronika Jones walked out of the sun and into the automatic door of the mall, a blast of air conditioning immediately striking her as compared to the hot weather outside. She didn't actually need anything at the mall, but she liked the whole environment of the mall, browsing the stores, and of course making the men look her way. She was a gorgeous woman and...
Most of these stories are standalone, so you don't have to read them all. This one, however, calls back to Pts 14 and 17. --- I was stuck in a meeting at the end of the day, and bored. I decided to text Dan and see what he was up to. He told me to send an up skirt picture, so I put my phone between my legs and took a picture. It didn't look great, but I s...
I did not have to wait very long because Jan was excited about our trip out tonight, nearly as much as I was. I heard her coming down the stairs and turned to look just as she hit the second or third stair. "Holy Shit!" I exclaimed aloud. She just grinned. Never in my days had I ever thought I would see my wife Jan dressed as she was at that moment. Jan...
For context, it is advised you read "Antics at the Arcane Academe: Pt. 01" prior to this tale. *** Disclaimer: All witches in this story are 18 years of age and older, for that is the age of admission to the Academe. This story contains elements of mild fantasy, embarrassment, and some reluctance. *** Mirror mirror on the wall Pride doth go before the...
The other day I had a visit from Christine; Allan was out so I had no hesitation about her coming in. She wasn't one of the 'crowd', just a friend, so I didn't know what she was likely to be happy with. Over a cup of tea and biscuits she told me what she was concerned about..." I know Frank goes out once a month to a strip club and I'm OK with it. He always...
My colleague, Carol came into my office one Tuesday morning and asked if I could help her prepare a work schedule on my computer. It was just after closing time and we were the only ones still in the building. Now Carol is one stunning 34 year old redhead with a pair of legs that never ended and pert medium-sized breasts that still seemed to defy gravity. I...
The first time you entered my life was when I saw you sitting at the outdoor setting of my small café with and older lady presumedly your mother, both of you discreetly dressed. It was late in the day, sun shinning against your blonde shoulder length hair, your back to me as you bent over lifting a baby from a stroller. I sought your attention our eyes meeti...