“What are you doing here?” Narissa asked. Jake seemed to be everywhere today. “I had an appointment. This is a law firm isn’t it?” “Your lawyer is in this building? Which attorney did you see?” She interrogated. “You’re awful curious today aren’t you?” He spoke indulgently, almost as if he were speaking to a child. “Why shouldn’t I be, you keep popping u...
Synopsis Client and escort both get turned on during a smoking blow-job session * My client told me that he'd been looking forward to this day like no other. He'd booked a session with me, a couple of days earlier, and he said he was desperate to see me. He said that just chatting to me on the phone about the arrangements for our meeting had been an amaz...
TXR-92U-2280 – Call Name: Sara – Part V In a society that otherwise resembles our own, mass slavery has persisted into the 21st Century. It is a common and accepted feature of public and private life. Males and females of all ethnic backgrounds are held thrall, without status or legal rights. They are quite literally living property, and may be bought, sold...
Donna and Brad had been married for two years. Brad is twenty-seven in his second year working for a large law firm. Donna is twenty-four just finishing up her nursing certificate. Brad and Donna lived together while Brad went to law school with Donna working while Brad went to school. Once Brad graduated it was Donna's turn for school. Donna is a petite fi...
Thank you for all the positive comments I received on the first part of this story. I also appreciate those who expressed concern for my husband. While I write primarily in first person (because I feel it makes for a better read), my stories are purely fiction and not autobiographical in any way. I am working on a sci-fi erotic story in second person that mi...
"Alright, Shazia, sign up some more clients for Mastercards, then we can talk about getting you more hours," said my manager, Rod Carling, as we stood in front of the Super Center. Dude had gone outside for a cigarette break, and I apparently caught him in a bad mood. Actually, that's not accurate. Rod is honestly kind of a dick. A lot of the minority women...
She had no clothing under her coatdress except the black elastic-top thigh high stockings. Just some small silver chains spring-clipped to her nipples. There was also a fine silver chain arched between the two clips, spanning the distance between her nipples. They sparkled in the light at her slightest movement. The chains matched the ones dangling from her...
Jack looked down at the now empty glass sitting in front of him then up at the bartender who started to reach for it. Jack held up a hand refusing the drink. He had driving to do and obviously being drunk wasn't the best way to get home. Enough shit had already gone wrong in his life over the last few months without him intentionally complicating things. "Wh...
I've come to look forward to Sunday nights and this last Sunday was certainly one of those nights. I've been a martial arts student and part-time instructor for many years, but until recently, circumstances have kept me out of the Dojo except for the occasional visit. Fortunately some changes in my life lately have freed up some of my time. Mr. and Mrs....
As with all stories on the site, please DO NOT read if you are under 18 years old. Thanks to everyone who read and voted for ch 1 of this story. I love to get feedback, and try to answer all. * Six months ago, my wife, Michelle, had brought me on the Maury show to tell me that she had cheated, etc. It was hell for a few weeks, but it actually ended up bei...