Author's note: This is a work of fiction. While many of the characters are historical personages, the main character and her family are fictional and do not knowingly resemble anyone who actually lived. * Joanna Nolan followed her parents Lord and Lady Coe off their river barge and towards the great hall of Greenwich Castle; gaily decorated for Yuletide....
Disclaimer: none of the apps or user names are real in this story. ***** As I stared at my phone, I couldn't really believe what I was seeing. She'd replied back. I felt a rush of adrenaline flash across my body. It was stupid to get excited about such things. It was just a single line of text. Still, I couldn't stop staring at it. "Thanks, that's sweet...
Size six, black patent leather with high spiked heels, as I sat in my office the other day I knew a lot of women would love to be in my expensive shoes. I'm wealth and independent, and I have everything I want in life. As I contemplated my success, I had to admit that I really owe it all to just one man - Mr. James. He was, and probably still is, a very att...
I remember trying to read an endless spreadsheet printout. The paper roll was draped over my office windows and ran out the door into the hall. All the office was a buzz, everyone talking about the 'Malaysia option'. Thank heaven Jackie woke me. "Wake up sleepyhead, it's time to get ready for the party. ' I rub my eyes, squinting at the bright lights. Oh ye...
Jacqueline dressed carefully for the interview. She really wanted to make a good impression. If she didn't get a job soon she would probably lose her mind. Gaining employment had never been this hard before, but then again, she was applying for a different sort of work. She just needed something of short duration, to get her out of the house for a few months...
Through the fog of sleep, Kate could hear the faint sound of water splashing. As she became more awake she remembered hearing a similar sound after coming home late last night. She'd checked around but had found nothing. Of course she was more than a little tipsy at the time, having been partying with her best friend Angie all weekend. Angie had been there f...
Reading Chapter Two is a must to understand Chapter three, enjoy. * Jean McCullough was the older version of her daughter, the same reddish blond hair, maybe a pound or two heavier but with all of it in the right places. Her breasts were larger than Rachael's, the nipples on each getting hard as she watched her daughter stroke my hardening cock. She licked...
Dear Shoeblossom, When I was in graduate school, I rented a room from a woman who was a retired dominatrix--Miss Elspeth. When Miss Elspeth discovered that I was a devotee of BDSM sites, she immediately took over my life. I left her care after getting my degree, but recently moved back to New York State and moved back in with her...I am a true submissive, t...
Note: Thanks "Melissa" for the inspiration to write this story. I would like to thank LadyCibelle for the editing help. "Arghhhh!" I yelled inside myself. My boss Robert had called me in to tell me about an emergency service call I had to take. It's already 3:45 and by the time I get to the law office it will probably be 4:30. It was going to be a late nigh...
Of all the people in the world, I probably would've chosen any little group besides the people from the office to get marooned with. They weren't bad people, just annoying ones. Will, Frank, and Jeff were all brothers; that was a mistake right there. You shouldn't work with family, at least not if you're gonna spend all day arguing over football and whose t...