Disclaimer: This is a personal story. Though it may sound ludicrous at times, it is true. I have changed all the names of the participants but mine, for the sake of privacy. I am not proud of it, but I will share it anyway. Comments are very welcome. Since English is not my native language please excuse some spots that might read awkward. ***** Hello, dea...
Some of this is true, though a bunch of facts have been changed to avoid revealing too much to our family and friends. It took place within the past 7 years, though the effects continue through today. After working as an executive in the corporate world for 25 years, I was ready to do something with a much lower stress level. I had accumulated several hundr...
Leaning her head back, she sighed. The silence was almost deafening after the non stop activity and commotion that had made the office total chaos for the past few weeks, but she'd managed to survive. Mikhaila looked around the now dark office really seeing it for the first time since her promotion. The only light in the room was the small glow from a small...
Beyond all expectations, it had arrived. After months of requests for more measurements, photo references, and ultimately, more and more time, a large crate awaited her, within which, amidst the expected tons of packing peanuts, was- A hobby. No, hobbies involve balsa wood and glue. Yet this endeavor was obviously far too involved to be merely an interest....
"What a day! I work with a bunch of damn idiots. All I wanna do is go home, take a hot bath and get crazy drunk!" Allison took out a Virginia Slim, lit it, and took a long drag. It tasted great after her rough day. The pleasant smoke was interrupted by the ding-dong of her cell's Calendar. Corporate Training Meeting, 1666 Jenkins St. 630pm. She totally fo...
Narcissa Valentine. Even her name annoyed him. It sounded like some self-involved designer or hairdresser, not the name of the new Vice President of International Relations. And yet, that was her title. One she had plucked right out from under him. Whimsically, he thought that maybe it was because his name was so plain, maybe he should have changed it, made...
Tip Fans in the Diverse Community Making. Modding. Re-creation. Perversion. Tip's fans were doing it their own way with her, just like me. Is it any wonder? Even I couldn't hold myself back, and I was on Corporate payroll, supposedly under the house code of conduct. They weren't, though, and they didn't waste any time before they began to mod her, to push...
Mariella Medina, Ph.D., was enraged. The cute-at-first-sight Mexican businesswoman furrowed her rather too broad brow as she shivered in her severely undersewn frilly strapless, backless tube top. Her figure was decent, with a pert pair of sandy-brown breasts over a flattish tummy and slender legs crammed into ludicrous seven-inch heels, probably to mask her...
Hello, based on some comments I've received on some of my stories I wanted to place this disclaimer. There is no disease in the World of Brad and Ann. They have an open marriage in which they Love to discover new erotica with each other and share erotica with others. Ann is not leaving Brad. Brad is not leaving Ann. They are happy with their lives. If you d...
** Krista ** Krista beheld the downtown and hinterland horizons from her penthouse office perch. She had to purposefully pause sometimes to take notice of its power and splendor. Even with a full staff of competent engineers and managers, the TWA Alumnus found it a daunting responsibility running the worldwide fabrication conglomerate. But the day-to-day st...