Being an escort was proving to have many advantages lately, being insatiable I'm thankful business was good. The limousine ride to the city seemed so long ago, though it was just 24 hours ago. Here I was getting dropped back off at my humble apartment wishing that somehow I could start the previous night all over. I had prepared myself for the date in the u...
This was not what I expected when I applied for the job. Cynthia - Ms. Preston, always, to me - stepped out of her office. "The fern is brown again, Mr. Thompson," she said frostily. "Yes, ma'am," I said. Head down, I scuttled quickly across the office, watering can in hand, as the other 10 workers in the firm stared from their desks. Everybody watche...
As this is an obvious continuation of a previously submitted story, reading the first three chapters will enhance your understanding and enjoyment of this chapter. * You pick up a bag from behind the bar and place it on the bar. You toss my keys next to my bag. "Your car is in the garage; you're free to leave any time. But I'd really like you to stay and...
My name is James Marshall. I grew up in Chicago on the south side. A pretty rough part of town full of gangs and violence. To keep me out of all that, my mom insisted I work hard through school. It worked since now at 18 I had been accepted into a special college in San Francisco, the SFC school for gifted writers. I was excited and so was my mom. She said s...
Kailey was nervous. Sitting in a chair out in the lobby, she folded and unfolded her hands in her lap. There was almost total silence in the room except the overly loud ticking of the clock on the wall. Her interview was supposed to have started 15 mins ago, but obviously someone was running late and she had been left out here on her own to wait out the anti...
Jennifer Lynn Steele spun slowly around in her desk chair and stared out the window that overlooked the machine shop floor. Across the large steel building, massive machines hummed as they spun, milled and ground steel to amazing tolerances, some so tight they could only be seen and not felt with the fingers. It was this feat that amazed her, and of course w...
You and I have just started dating, only a week into the relationship. We have totally fallen head over heels for one another. So far we have spent every possible second we could together. We have kissed, hugged, held one another's hand and even cuddled in the bed and fallen asleep together. We have not had sex, not that we don't have a strong sexual desire...
Chapter 4 Photographic Developments Beverley fretted for hours about the turn of events at the photo session with Gerald and Linda; not out of any feeling of regret or shame; in truth she had thoroughly enjoyed herself. But how was she to explain, or more accurately confess, to her husband Graham. It was out of the question not to tell him, but should she r...
It had been a relaxing day. The beachfront hotel was central to shopping and sightseeing and we had spent the better part of the day just leisurely walking around the area. We had returned about 4:30p to the hotel and were relaxing on lounge chairs in our bathing suits on the semi private patio outside of our first floor room. In the distance in front and to...
Ed Bailey shifted in his chair. "So you moved in with her? When did you discover that she was slut?" "A slut? That was obvious from the start. She loves sex in great quantities as well with quality. The girl is insatiable." "I thought you said she wasn't an insane fucking machine." "I said that? I stand corrected. But to answer your question, I was madly...