Chapter 7 For two weeks I hadn't heard from Max and then he had shown up one night at my apartment and told me about his father's death. We'd spend the night comforting each other and behaving like a couple when we were no more than fuck buddies. When Max left my apartment the next day I sensed that something had changed in our dynamic but tried not to thin...
Suggest you read the first two chapters to get the full experience of Kathryn, the perfect secretary. *** Getting to work early each day to enjoy the services and visual delights of my secretary had become a ritual by now. We got to work between 6:30 and 7:00 am each day, giving us an hour or more to begin our day exhausted from sex and orgasms. Kathryn co...
I was kneeling beside Ms. Preethi. Don't wonder what was going on. Even I didn't have any clue. Yesterday, my mistress ordered to pack our luggage and get ready for a trip suddenly. As I was scared, I didn't ask her anything. I just followed what I have been told. When we were ready, doorbell rang. "Asshole!! Don't you hear the doorbell? Go and answer," sh...
The interview was a mere formality really. Just a bit of a joke. The other three partners in the company knew my wife well. Very well, most of them having slept with her at one time or another. Rachel, my wife, had worked for the firm before we were married. At that time she was employed as little more than a junior but after sucking the cocks of all the thr...
Over the years I've worked really hard to get to the top, sacrificing everything to become what I am today, but it's paid off. I'm one of only three female vice-presidents in our company, and I'm making a ton of money. Unfortunately, that's all I have to show for my hard work. Money, and the by-products of money. Nothing else. No husband. No kids. Not even a...
Over the years I've worked really hard to get to the top, sacrificing everything to become what I am today, but it's paid off. I'm one of only three female vice-presidents in our company, and I'm making a ton of money. Unfortunately, that's all I have to show for my hard work. Money, and the by-products of money. Nothing else. No husband. No kids. Not even a...
My life as a whore for my two men just kept getting better. I had surreptitiously seduced them into being my masters, making them think it was their idea. Now, I'm their bitch, their 24/7 sex slave and house kitten. It makes my cunt cream just to think about it. All the extended fuck sessions. Especially 'Mindy Mondays', 'two-fer-Tuesdays', 'wet-n-wild Wedn...
The name is Stephen Hillman. I'm a big and tall young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And quite frankly this is the world according to me. People are what they are and there isn't much anyone can do about it. Seriously. I am forthrightly bisexual. Not much I can do about it but accept it. A lot of gay and bisexual people hide what th...
I know all this makes me a revolting human being and a terrible father. I just wonder what you would have done in the same situation. It was 1 a.m. on a Wednesday. I had insomnia because I was worried about my job. Earlier that evening, my wife, my pretty teenaged daughter and I had hosted my boss for dinner while his wife was out of town. Jack Barnes is...
Even if I didn't already know for sure, anyone could tell it was your last night in the office prior to a major trip. It was the way you kept rushing from issue to issue, obviously trying to cross off as much as possible prior to your departure. As a result, everyone, including me, kept their heads down. Days like today were fairly predictable: what you foun...