Killian, Billy, Sir Billy who? Rae felt the tension roll through Killian and then he turned, while almost imperceptibly pulling her behind him. Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, he let go, facing the man. High noon popped into her head, with his shoulders back and hands at his sides all he needed was a holster, a pistol, and a cowboy hat. "I'm finis...
Kim Prentiss was enjoying her lunch with Carly far more than she had expected she would. It wasn't just the food, she often dined at this restaurant and the co-owner was someone she knew intimately - a close friend of both herself and Ann's. The reason was Carly herself. How had she not noticed what a delightful piece of eye candy her husband's secretary wa...
She awoke naked, wearing only a sleepy smile. She already knew who was touching her, kissing her, nibbling on her skin. Content, she purred in his arms as he slid his hands over her breasts once, twice, just to tease. Her fingers curled in his hair, encouraging him to do more. "Jay," she murmured, fusing her lips with his. His reply was lost in her mouth....
This story is the 10th featuring these characters. * Carly and Steve had long talked about the idea of going to a swingers club but never quite got round to it. Carly had decided to take a month off work as she was starting to get tired of the long shifts. She had earned enough money to keep them going for months and felt that she needed some time away fro...
Chapter Three: Keith's Day Keith wanted to kill his boss. He wanted to kill at least three of his clients. The only saving grace was his secretary, Carly, who had helped keep him calm for most of the last few days. He had gotten into the advertising game a few months after he married Kim. Jack, his father-in-law, had offered to put him through school, seei...
After a two-hour morning practice in the hot Texas sun with temperatures well into the nineties, most of the players withdrew into the air-conditioned locker room for a well deserved shower and rest. But typical for J.T.’s go-getter attitude and non-stop aim for perfection, he stayed late to run wind sprints. The usual cluster of paparazzi and fans lined alo...
I had employed Carly about 6 months before based on the fact that she had good experience and from her qualifications appeared that she could do the job expected of her. Carly was very conscientious and always began work before time and often stayed late when I required her to do this. As the months passed by and the work given to Carly became more complex...
I love Friday nights. After a week of hard work, there's nothing better than finishing it off with a few beers with fellow businessman. "Networking" we call it. It's where most of the business is done these days. It's the modern golf course. And where you get business men networking, you often get secretaries doing their own networking. And there were quite...
She sat on the kitchen counter skimming through one of her girly magazines, explaining how to diet properly and what not to wear. With her other hand she wrapped her soft, short brown hair around her index finger. Her legs hung over the counter about a foot off the tile floor beneath her. She was wondering what was taking John so long. "Dammit, what the fuc...
Disclaimer: The following is a consensual story featuring three female celebrities. Any similarity to reality is coincidental. -- "Welcome to Holiday Inn," the twenty-something receptionist said as Canadian country singer Lindsay Ell stood at the front desk. "May I see your identification and ask what brings you to Daytona Beach today?" "I'm here for the...