Hannah slowly moved her hips in circles as the strains of music poured out of the speakers to her right. The other girls she was dancing with were all doing the same. Garry had sent her out here with a mission and she was going to do her best to complete it. Knowing that she was naturally shy he had chosen a sexy, blonde- haired girl for her to target. Fuel...
Hannah leaned her elbows on the counter and stared blankly out into the empty mall. "Geez, could this night BE any slower?" she thought, letting out a big yawn. She sat up straight and adjusted her navy blue suit jacket, and fluffed out her curly brown hair. That was the only bad part of this jewelry store job: the fact that she had to wear a suit everyda...
I woke up Saturday morning and I felt like I was on cloud nine. Brandi was still sound asleep next to me. Hannah was nowhere to be seen in the room, I assumed she would be back soon. I got up out of the bed and yawned and stretched, still completely naked. A few moments later, the door opened, and Hannah entered. She was in jogging attire. "Morning, Roger!...
Larry, put his fork down and smiled at Hannah. "Those latkes are the best I've tasted since my Bubbe passed away," he told her. "Who are you kidding? When did your Bubbe ever even pour you a bowl of cereal much less make latkes," Hannah retorted. He chuckled. "Cruel but true. I remember Mom trying her hand one Hanukkah and giving up somewhere around the mi...
What a long day! I am so glad this week is over. Hannah placed the pen she was holding down on the yellow legal pad that lay on her desk. She straightened the pad so that it laid directly center on the desk blotter and then she twisted the pen so that it was perpendicular to the blue lines on the pad. It was a gesture she did every Friday afternoon. Like her...
(As told through the eyes of her lover!!!) Running late again. Work seems to be controlling my life anymore, but my mind has been totally on Hannah and how I might please her tonight. I stop by the local floral shop and buy a dozen white roses and some vanilla scented candle tea's. I pull into the driveway and notice that her office light is on. Damn, she...
Hannah gave his cock a flick with her finger. "That's for ladylike talk. For man to woman and woman to man talk, I'd call it a dick." "Do tell." George pulled up his pants and fastened his belt but did not zip. His erect cock poked out of the open fly as he followed her to the entryway. She turned to face him. "If you're seeing me out, you best stow that t...
This story is a continuation of "From Face to Waist". It contains colorful language. All characters are fictional. * Two months later, Hannah returned home from work to find a pickup notice for a package on her door. She knew that she didn't order anything. Usually, she is the one to send packages to her son, Ian, who was away at college. She wondered if t...
Some of the women who worked at Crawford and Blake Commercial Realty decided it would be a great way to demonstrate the spirit of the Holidays. Others felt it would invite more of the tension and conflict that already existed between many of the members of the sales team who battled desperately to close that final deal of the year; a deal that would ultimate...
Homecoming Hannah heard her name called and stepped on to the stage. From somewhere in the cavernous arena, she heard a shrill whistle. That's got to be Bonita, she thought. The dean held out her diploma and shook her hand. He spoke to her, but she could not make out his words over the audience's applause. She looked out toward the seats, hoping to see her...