Author's note: This is a fantasy written for a fan. As usual, if it's their fantasy, someone else probably has the same fantasy. So I wrote it. Typically I am against coercion or force. In my stories I prefer to write about free will and everyone being happy and getting what they want. As usual your comments, votes, feedback, and favoriting is appreciate...
An insurance firm had advertised for a man to take care of 20 odd computers, running anti-virus stuff and programming them and taking care of individual needs of staff and what not. And there he was, thinking while waiting to meet the boss' secretary. He remembered his previous slim pay and how he struggled to pay the rent. Right now he needed a laptop, new...
Chapter 10: The Reckoning It was Thursday night, a study night. Dennis, the computer science junior, pulled the Hand Job Coupon out of his pocket. It was downloaded and printed out from his PC, and it said "Good for one Hand Job at any Super Sluts location on campus. No expiration date." He looked up at the voluptuous redheaded girl sitting at a desk near t...
"Jennifer, I forbid you to do this." Jennifer glanced up from her suitcase at her mother, determination etched in her bright blue eyes. She reached for the folded stack of clothes sitting on her bed and placed them into the suitcase. Betty Matthews moved from the doorway to sit upon the bed. "I'm begging you. Don't do this." Jennifer straightened up from he...
Again special thanks to Editor Dave T, who for reasons, only God knows, continues 'the-root-canal- without-anesthetic 'like experience of trying to make my chicken scratch resemble something readable. All and any errors are mine. ++++ "Seriously? You are firing me? You have got to be kidding." My soon to be ex-boss was sweating a bit around the bald sp...
Chapter 8: The Interns Stew, the pipefitter, drained his mug of beer and set it back down on the bar. It had been a long, tough week, and he was ready for his Friday night hand job. "Carl!" he called down the length of the bar, to the ancient bartender, "Is Nancy here yet?" Carl was wiping out a glass with a bar rag. He nodded, and wagged his head toward...
This true event happened before I was married. I want to attempt to write this story in the form of a movie script. Scene one: At night, in my car, parked on a lovers lane. She: "Jack, why are you parking here? I thought we were going to the movies." Me: "Marie, we need to talk." She: "What about?" Me: "I think it's best if we end this engagement and ca...
The cold splash of water in my face felt good against my skin. Looking at the reflection in the mirror, I saw a slightly dazed and concerned look staring back at me...not the usual shit eating grin I would normally see after an incredible sexual encounter. I looked down at my cock, which was still rock hard, and still tingling. "How long is THAT going to la...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Susan's mother, Deb, has sex with Susan's boyfriend, Tommy. Continued from Chapter 5: "Kiss me, Tommy. I have to go to work. Kiss me like that first time you kissed me when we met me," she said leaning into him for him to kiss her. "Kiss me with passion. Kiss me like you love me," she said to him....
Chapter 4: The Obsession "I'll give you a hand job for twenty dollars," said the plain-looking blonde girl. Peter looked down at her from his bar stool. She was short and rather plump, and not particularly attractive, but he had heard about the fabulous hand jobs that she gave here at O'Malley's. She was wearing a tight denim skirt and a pink tube-top, and...