My name is... well, let's keep names out of this, to protect the innocent. Or at least those who hope to keep up the illusion of innocence. Let me just share this much: I'm an office slut. I hold an important job, and am well respected by my coworkers for the good work I do. I arrive at the office at the same time each morning, and leave at the same time ea...
I arrived in Atlanta one summer night; I had a three day lay over so I was looking to get my freak on. It was my first time in Atlanta, so I didn't know where to go. I asked the guy at the front desk where I could go for some fun. His name was Ty and he informed he was getting off within the hour and he would love to take me out on the town. So I waited for...
You are sitting at your job and it's about time to call it a day. A guy from some delivery service comes up to you are gives you a package. The box is wrapped in a shiny red paper and black strings and you see your name written on it. As soon as the delivery guy walks away you open up the box. What you find is a key with a small label on it, it reads "202"....
It started out like any other day. I woke up, smiling at the sun streaming through the blinds in the bedroom. I stretched and yawned, trying to figure out what to do with my day. I stretched forward, touching my toes. As I slowly sat back up, my hands trailed up my legs. Dang, I have to shave my legs today. Well, better get up and do it or I'll end up stayin...
**Note from author: Hey I'm sorry this one came out a little late but my graphics card just stopped working for some reason. This may be the last chapter until I get my new one from the manufacturer. Please bear with me and I appreciate all the support. Glad you guys are enjoying the story! Have fun!** *** Nothing else happened until I woke up Friday morn...
"Not here!" Izzy was begging in her pipsqueak voice. But Buddy wasn't listening. He was grinning that mischievous dimpled grin she couldn't resist and pulling her into the closet. The closet was big enough to fit a few people, despite the books stacked up, the coat hanging that smelled of cigarettes, and the hanging lamp they had to keep pushing out of the...
This story is true and only the names and places have been changed to protect the not so innocent. We are an Indian couple from the Uk, in our early 40's and have been married for 10 years, we have 2 boys one of 18 who was from my wife's first marriage, and one age 10. When we met originally we had an affair and she left her first husband for me, she had m...
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters are age 19+. Chapter 5 Today began like any other. I awoke in my bed with my wireless earbuds still in my ears. The sissy hypnosis audio track was gently playing...
12 When we came downstairs for breakfast, it was clear we weren't going anywhere today: we could see and hear the wind-blown rain beating against the dining room windows. As we were finishing the meal, Larry said "You know what, guys, why don't you all come to our room in about half an hour, and we can check out the photos we took yesterday." "Sounds like...
I remember the day it happened. It was a day that I had no control over the situation at hand. I had left my office and stared to head home on the interstate. Now, it usually doesn't take me more than about twenty minutes to get from my office to my home on a weeknight with traffic and all. Something told me to stop by the men's room on my way out of the bui...