The Beginning of a Bad Day in the Office Meridian Hayden was sure today was going to be a bad day. Friday's were supposed to be good. First of all looking in the mirror first thing I the morning she looked like she'd been hit in the face, oh yeah she had been. It wasn't too swollen but she wasn't sure she'd be able to hide the black and blue with makeup. Ha...
Dedicated with love to my partner in crime, Jasmine 1969. I Love you! * * * * * Jasmine crawled back into bed after tightly closing the blinds and drapes against the ever brightening, and oddly irritating, morning sun. She felt as if she were badly hung-over, an odd coppery taste seemed to attach itself to the back of her tongue, and the darkened room sti...
She flipped her wet hair to the side to dry off. Water cascaded down her body in small streams as she climbed up out of the pool, the droplets shimmering on her skin. She grabbed a towel, her chest heaving up and down in her swimsuit. She had needed a good workout. She was stressed at some of the changes happening at her job and, even though her work day w...
Thunder rolled through the air as the lightening tore the sky asunder. Chills rolled down my back as I hurried to catch up to the rest of the group as we exited the bus, following our tour guide to the massive mansion in front of us. "Clare!" A voice yelled from behind me. "Wait up!" My friend Aaron ran up behind me and grabbed my arm. "You scared yet?" he...
**Thank you so much to DJ for your editing skills and supportive comments, the confidence you have given me is amazing** The next few weeks flew by. Robert had authorised all aspects of my communication plan and the information leaflet had been printed and distributed. The poster campaign had started and the pens were issued, and despite cynical amusement...
I wish you were here. I mean, I always wish that, my dear, but right now, I really wish you were here with me, kissing me, touching me, licking me, biting me, fucking me. I really want you. If you were here, if we were alone, I would wait until you're nearly asleep, then I'd get out of bed and creep down the hallway in my pyjama pants and come into the loun...
Yes, finally, a new story. As if it hasn't been said enough, I love drummers. I have no clue why, but I think they are sexy. There, case closed. So what better way to repeat it more than with a story featuring one of my many favorite drummers of all time. This is just the beginning, so don't be disappointed. I love suspense! Hope you all enjoy it! *** All...
I inspected myself in the mirror, the way my red hair dripped down to my jawbone, the way my blue eyes looked a little green today. I practiced some faces in the mirror, making myself laugh and then go back to neutral. I turned this way and that, imagining that the mirror was not an inanimate object, but instead, my love's eyes. 3 hours. 3 long hours to go...
Author's Note: This story starts slowly and lifts off into an intense sexual fantasy. Enjoy, and I'd love to get your feedback. The lights on stage are dimmed prior to their arrival, on cue, and a spotlight illuminates a plush Victorian-era chaise. The curves of the sofa are romantic, yet striking, and a set of beautiful pillows made of imported fabrics r...
She wished she had some nail polish to fix it. Alex noticed the run in her stocking as she stepped out of her car. Deciding to ignore it and hoping that everyone else did as well, she smoothed her skirt and reached for the purse that lay on the passenger's seat. It's now or never. She nudged herself past the front door marked in elaborate letters, Jake's...