Who’s the Boss? We were surprised to receive a present from Christopher Jones’ company. We don’t buy in quantity from him because we are UK agents for several US stores. We buy bespoke dresses and suits to the US customer’s measurements and often to her own designs or for a designer employed by her. I suppose we pay for the quality of their products. Bespok...
It had been my turn to fix dinner. I was horny, and lazy, and both of us were hungry; so after work, neither of us changed from our work clothes. I started fixing a Cobb salad for the two of us almost as soon as we got home. It was fast and easy, and wouldn't leave us feeling uncomfortably stuffed. For some reason, we were still too lazy to change our clo...
Steve had enjoyed a rather extended evening pub crawl after work, and was relieved that Jill was not home when he staggered in. Rather than wait-up and watch some late night talking-heads debate on TV, he thought it more prudent, if not diplomatic, to retire to the spare bedroom. After undressing, he retrieved his laptop from the study and lay down, or rat...
Anita sat on the edge of the bench at the end of the aisle, trying on another pair of heels. She admired them in the mirror, analyzing her pantyhosed feet. We had been shopping for over an hour and this was only the first store we had gone to. Most men would be bored of this but not me. Anita preyed on my nylon fetish viciously, especially in public. She en...
Her Honor, Connie Lark sat on her large black leather sofa in her living room located in the quiet town of Cormorant Hill, CA. Mayor Lark was a heavy set woman. She had thick layered brown hair that ran down to just above her collarbones. Her eyes were an icy blue, accented by a moderate amount of eye shadow. Crimson red lipstick highlighted thick inviting l...
Divya Prasad was a feared woman in the office. Strict, dominant, and not at all afraid to call you out if you screwed up. Her harsh nature was matched only by her beauty. Jet black hair with a light streak or two of gray, dark brown eyes, and a tall, womanly figure that she would often use for intimidation. Firm B-cup breasts, and a surprisingly ample butt f...
To one afflicted with the habit, there is no respite. Its a curious phenomenon. They are all around and I treat them as if it was like a big stamp collection. Some people love to look at breasts, some are into asses. The thing that draws my attention is the female foot. Don't get me wrong, breasts are certainly a close second, but I walk around and coll...
Summary: 50th birthday boy gets presents from hot employee. Note 1: This is a special one day special event challenge ON THE JOB where the entire story must take place at work. Note 2: This is dedicated to Roger, who inspired the story. Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing. ON THE JOB: A WICKED LOVE/LUST STORY "Is that proposal finishe...
Dr. Lydia Martin's intercom buzzed. "Yes?" she said, still looking over a file she had begun. "Your new patient, Mr. Mullins, is here," said her receptionist and administrator, Barb. "The one referred by Dr. Jefferson." Lydia pushed herself up from her desk and stood behind it. "Send him in," she said, smoothing her skirt and adjusting her glasses. Moment...
Dear readers. This story is for people who are interested in fetish about leather gloves and boots. In addition, the subject of a mature woman is also raised here. If you are interested in this subject, I invite you to read. Other readers who do not feel this climate may feel disappointed in the content of the story. The story is a pure work of my imaginat...