This is a sequel to my Office Hours series, continuing the story of Dr. Michaels and her younger boyfriend/slaveboy Jason. It isn't entirely necessary to read the first series to get into this one, but I of course highly recommend it. This time around, the narrative is also heavily about Michaels' and Jason's friend, Lindsay, and her own quest for love....
The next day when I got home from work Megan was excited and ran up, jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. Kissing me she was moaning as her mouth explored mine. After a few minutes like this she dropped back to her own feet and looked at me. "I got an email from that couple today. They want to play again, but just with me. I don't want...
Paul and I had joined the company on the same day three months ago. He's tall, slim and handsome with short greying hair and he's about 40 and married with a 6 year old daughter. I'm Chloe, single and I'm 25. I'm a 'fuller figured girl' (34d-26-34) and look a bit like the singer Charlotte Church. Just like Charlotte I like to 'party' (drinking, smoking and...
Author Note - This is just part one. If the story gets attention I'd love to continue it. I LOVE feedback and I LOVE suggestions. I hope you all enjoy! ------ "Hey, so I'm going to be at Sarah's all night," Mitch said as he was walking out of the door, "Brian, it's Friday night. Get out and do something this time." "Man, I had class all day, it's been a...
I checked the contents of my purse one last time: lipstick, compact, some bobby pins, Altoids, tissues, hairbrush, cell phone, wallet, room key, car key, cigarettes and lighter. I added the case for the sunglasses which were gaily perched on top of my head. With that, I took a deep breath, and after a final glance at my hair and makeup in the mirror on the c...
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" I was late. Stupid late. The kind of late that is unforgivable. I had no good excuse. I was talking with friends and lost track of time. The four beers I had consumed over dinner probably didn't help me out either. I straightened my tie and dashed up the stairs of the house ringing the doorbell. "Come on, Anton. Answer. Ans...
Chapter 2 Robin prepares, Alfred beware! The evening before the date in Part 1... Sitting in her resplendent suite of rooms in the Manor, Robin inhaled a slow drag from her cigarette. As she exhaled the stream of smoke, she admired her lipstick on the filter of the cigarette. It was funny. More than a year ago, when "he" was just "Dick", he was appalled...
I ended up in the place that nobody wanted be at the worst point in time without an alternative. There really is no other way to look at it. Only the "most fortunate" people have the pleasure of being my company at this gorgeous venture. More like a complete waste of space and a poor excuse of a dive. The people who sit next to me, drinking light beers an...
It was late on a Friday night. Pearl stood at the mirror in her bathroom, applying her lipstick as carefully as she could, which was never as careful as she might have wished for. She shot a bright, charming smile at herself in the mirror, then pulled several faces, tilting her head to one side, then the other. Her long natural golden curls bounced playfully...
Thanks to ebony4whitemen for help with editing and for giving advice (if you like the story it's because of Ebony, if you don't; that's my fault). If you haven't already read part one, I'll set the scene: Assistant Librarian, Effie, has met a man ('H') who has promised that he is the one to give her all the pain and humiliation she needs. He has told her t...