I waited as the secretary announced my name into her intercom. I was mildly surprised when she looked up at me, smiled and said, "Mr. Foster will see you now, Mr. Kite. Please take the elevator to the fourth floor and then go through the door on the left." I knew that George Foster was the manager of this Eastern Security franchise, a firm specializing in g...
Carrie's day was different. After getting dressed but leaving the bow in her hair, she got Jack and Emily up, bathed and ready. As she was putting the children in their car seats she had a devilish idea. Giggling, she stopped for a moment, fished out her phone and took a selfie herself standing in the car door, about to get in and take the kids to school....
This is my first story! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed fantasizing about it. Xx Kit ***** That Summer morning had begun as any other. Pamela put on her yoga leggings and sports bra and took her mat into a shaded part of her front yard to practice. She was a 20-something online yoga teacher, with long red hair and a tight waist that curv...
Jane and I arose at some ungodly hour. I shaved, showered, dressed, and we taxied to Logan Airport, to make the seven a.m. flight to Newark. We were at TCI Headquarters right at nine o'clock, and received a heroes welcome from Pam, who pulled us into her office (Jane's old office) and gave us kisses that nearly set off the fire alarms in the building. She le...
Note: Hey everyone, this is just my second attempt at writing an erotic story so I know it might be a little rough around the edges. I appreciate any feedback and constructive criticism, just don't be a jerk about it. Let me know what you guys think! I look forward to your feed back! * Veronica had been working late every night since she got her job at the...
She stormed into the hotel bar, fuming. Her company had sent her down to Dallas for a conference at the last minute. What no one had taken into account was the big race at the Texas Motor Speedway. Because it was a big race, and a big race always drew out all the dumb rednecks (actually, any race at all drew out all the dumb rednecks), every good, decent, or...
My wife, Priya, has always been a slut at heart. She plays 'Ms. Goodie Two Shoes' when I talk about threesomes and swinging, claiming that she's not ready or that it's all too complicated, but recently, I've discovered that's a load of horse shit. And truth be told, I'm digging it. About goddamn time. Priya is a potter. Her true passion is ceramics and it's...
I thought the boss was going to bust a gut trying to keep a straight face. Because of the recent investigations into our company's supposed overseas sweatshops–charges that were dropped–the project in Bangkok needed more than my operational expertise. He'd decided, he said, to send along someone from human resources to do the contracting and wage structure....
(If you haven't already, please read Dani's New Life – Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3. This will make much more sense if you do...) "Tami...please, just sit still for a minute," Dani was moving around the lounge/bar area of Alan's suite, her cell phone already at her ear. "I have to talk to your cousin...you do want to work for Alan full time? Really?" A quick...
I was planning on sleeping in Saturday morning but the obnoxious ringtone I'd saved for office calls woke me about 7:15. Still half asleep, I picked the phone up and answered. "Hello." "Goodman, were you still sleeping?" My boss asked in his normal stern tone of voice. "It's Saturday morning." I replied wondering why he'd care if I was asleep or not. "...