Disclaimer: I do not own Victoria's Secret, Starbucks, Manhattan, or BMW. I have never even heard of anything called Tugwell Fargos and Company company. So yeah, enjoy. * Janet was browsing through the Victoria's Secret Summer Preview catalog. She was sipping a Starbucks Vanilla Latte she bought earlier when she went out to do some shopping outside of her...
I am co-owner of an advertising agency. My office is on the top corner floor with windows covering two sides. Across from one side is another office building. I didn't know who's office was directly across from me. I was going to find out real soon though. I was working late one evening when I got up to stretch. As I was walking over to the window with the...
There were times when I would catch his eyes following me as I moved around the office. At these times, I would make sure that I was smiling more brilliantly, concentrating more fiercely, or laughing at something another person just said. I was a good girl. I ignored him in all but the most professional capacity. It was "Yes, sir," and "No, sir," and "I'll h...
"So how do you like the water?" Hillary called from poolside as she brought a pair of fruity drinks to the edge of the pool. Of course his drink had a little more liquor in it than her did. It probably wasn't required though. She'd seen how he looked at her, it was the same way that most men looked at her despite the fact that she was well into her forties s...
God, it happened! I qualified for the loan and the house was going to be mine. Now, I just had to work my way through all the paperwork and terminology. At dinner that night, my friends and I discussed my lovely new home and the pain of closing. Sherry, my best married friend, recommended her lawyer, David Wright, a whiz at paperwork. She assured me he would...
Scott and Nikki are sipping Merlot, lying side by side on the bed, naked except for the fluffy white towels covering their buns. Nikki, the bold one, turns her head and kisses Scott, and says, "So, are you ready for Harry to do us?" Scott looks over his shoulder at me and shyly nods his head. I can't believe I'm about to do this, give a massage to a marrie...
He was lying against the pillows, propped up under the dim light, and slowly dragging on a cigarette, exhaling the wispy smoke towards the side. His fingers stopped momentarily over the ashtray on the nightstand, as if he were debating sucking the last of the life from the burning embers, but instead crushed the smoking end of his cigarette slowly around in...
I am the last person in the local restaurant one night with only you left working. A very young, 19 year old, beautiful brunette with nice firm round breasts, your tight upturned round little ass pushes out beneath the hem of your tight uniform top. Your top now has a few of the top buttons undone now that the day is over and you are cleaning up to close the...
Part 7 The first full week of no visits from Tiffany was almost over. While I was distraught about the prospect of not seeing Tiffany for a full 4 weeks, I was determined to keep my composure. I figured that if I could keep busy and keep my thoughts contained, I should be able to wait for Tiffany's return without using the prostate massager that she had giv...
It took her a moment to gather her bearings when she awoke. Yesterday was crazy after all. But after the sleepiness cleared it finally dawned on her; she's now a married woman, and no longer a virgin at that. The last thought made her smile. She carried her virginity for 23 years like a good religious girl should. It was the hardest thing she ever did, mad...