Brendan's email was waiting for me, his profuse apology notwithstanding, he was lobbying for another matinee. "I can't believe I fucked that up..., she is so fucking sexy! You've got to be out of your mind giving me a shot at someone like her..., but thanks anyway. Any chance I could try to redeem myself?" "Up to her," I replied, "but you've had a great st...
Every day Donovan became more aware of the impact of Elle, which was the very reason he hired her, an action that had surprised even him for its high-risk and probably by some people its apparent absurdity. She'd not been engaged as a forward planner, just as a sheer visionary with no responsibilities other than to transcribe her thoughts into electronic r...
I'd been giving some thought to my avowed threat to debase Elle in some way when I took her to the Halloween Party at our private sex club, "Options," on Saturday night. While the genesis of that idea had come while I sat listening to her "falsified" account of the proceedings with Allen... thinking about it during the day on Saturday made me wonder if I s...
The sun was setting when Elle woke a couple of hours later. Swinging her legs off the bed, she slowly rose and began removing the clothes she had fallen asleep in, dropping the skirt and top into the laundry basket before covering her nakedness with the towel that hung on the hook beside the door. Swiftly pulling the door open, she crossed the hall into the...
As the aircraft's descent into LA began, Elle started to fidget. She was so revved up and agreed with Donovan when he said he's never seen her so agitated over nothing. Then she disagreed. "But it is something, it's something of immense interest to me - I want to see Hannah's face when she catches sight of the ring and it dawns on her that I'm to be her da...
Author's Note: Thank you for all the love and support! *** Chapter 9 On Wednesday, Karen called Ben to tell him that she had found a suitable hospice for her father and that they could move him in on Saturday morning. "Sure. I will come over as soon as I got stuff settled at the diner," Ben said. "What does James think of the place?" "He's... not thri...
I always had a fantasy to pay for sex, there was just something about it that made me really horny. I had watched plenty escort porn videos and signed up to some sites where you can look at escorts and read reviews. I was looking at the local escorts to me, although not too local when one new profile caught my eye. There were no reviews and no pictures. Ju...
I sighed as I agreed to work overtime on Friday. Why not? I didn't have a date, hadn't had one in over a year. It seemed to be an escalating cycle: since I didn't have dates, I was focusing more on my work, and that led me to do things like take extra hours, which left me less time to be social. Well, at least the money was good. I decided I would need to...
[All characters in this story who are involved in serious sexual situations are at least 18 years old - PS] * * * "What's taking them so long?" Anna thought to herself impatiently, as she waited for Elle and Vanessa to arrive. She was lounging in a very unladylike and coltish way on a chaise in the backyard; with one knee up, which made her skirt hike up...
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