Waiting at the airport, Monica searches for the gate. "B-12, B-12, where the heck is gate B-12?!"Looking up and down the corridors of the BWI airport, she finally spies the B-12 gate, and waits impatiently. Her thoughts travel back to the day where she first met Chris. It was in one of those chat rooms in Hotmail. She had just entered and looked at the wo...
Dee Fisher smiled wryly at her reflection in the mirror as she stood scrutinising her appearance in the staff room mirror. Her night shift had been gruelling, a twelve hour stint in St Luke's A&E, and while there were no gunshot wounds or stabbings to care for in such a small city's local hospital, there had been no shortage of alcoholics, drunken men fighti...
About 10 years ago Tom's boss asked him to go to their satellite office and set up a new system and train everyone there to use it. The whole thing would last about a week. He told Tom to take me along and for us to use his vacation home he has about 20 miles away from the other office to stay in while we were up there. The house was on a lake in a very pri...
This is dedicated to "Angelo". Our growing friendship, mutual appreciation for "our dance", and for the joy of each insightful, playful and passionate discussion we have remains a high point in each day. I hope that I have done justice to your imaginative creation and the passion that fills your heart. * * * * * Diana…. It is amazing how much junk mail a...
All I could think as I panted hard was my boss’s enormous cock shoved so tightly up my ass. I bounced on top of him as he reclined in his chair, all the blinds to his windows securely closed as we fucked hard during my Friday night shift. I leaned back, arching my back, thinking how sexy it was to know all the other girls sat right outside doing what they al...
*All Characters in this story are over the age of 18!* I have been waiting to write this little story for you all, guess the reason for the wait was to get it all into the right frame of mind. As you all know, if a story that I am writing dose not turn me on I don't write it. This is something out of my real life that I experienced the other week, it was ju...
Waiting at the airport, Kelly searches for the gate. "B-12, B-12, where the heck is gate B-12?!" Looking up and down the corridors of the BWI airport, she finally spies the B-12 gate, and waits impatiently. Her thoughts travel back to the day where she first met John. It was in one of those chat rooms in Hotmail. She had just entered and looked at the wor...
Shirley was a call girl. I was head of security in the high rise luxury apartment complex where she lived. I originally got my job after I was assigned by the security company I worked for to rid the place of hookers that they had failed to screen out. The primary means of getting them out was to force an incident with either the hookers or their pimps that...
I was sitting across my desk from one of my clients who was going through a messy divorce. He wanted to change the beneficiaries on his life insurance policies and whatever else had to be done for any of the other insurance I had sold him. He was also venting his anger on how she had cheated on him and how he had caught her. One thing I had learned as a sale...
*Please Note: This is a work of fiction based on a partially factual event. All those involved are over 18 and have had their names changed to hide their true identities. And yes, fantasy people DO have identities!* The closer we arrived to our destination, the more excited I got. Lord James and I chatted almost non-stop since we left home at seven this m...