LT Justin "Tin" Ortega and Jenna "Lady" Daivs orbited a CAP station or a Carrier Air Patrol near the Selorian Border. They have been on station for an hour and Jenna bored and restless spoke into the internal comms. "You awake up there?" "Yeah, what do you need? "When are you going to make me an honest woman?" "Ay Dios, here we go again" Justin exclaime...
---Week 4 - Monday--- It was Monday morning and I had never been so happy to start a new week ever. I was definitely in high spirits after the success of a birthday bash. Saturday had been the longest, most exhausting party I had ever attended. Nonetheless, it had been worth it. To make up for the effort, I took the longest wellness session ever on Sunday....
By any measure, Scott Wilson was a very wealthy man. He lived in what can only be described as a mansion high up on a hill in the western Los Angeles suburb of Santa Monica. The Spanish-style home was enormous and looked even more imposing sitting on the crest of the ridge. The home was surrounded by lush Royal Palms, cypress trees and a variety of shrubs th...
Julia knew the day had no where to go but down hill, seeing as it started in such a wonderful way. She awoke with small snippets of an erotic dream flashing through her mind. Feeling horny she rolled atop Jake and gripped his semi erect cock, and guided it into her wetness. A small orgasm made her yelp as she felt his cock grow completely hard and fully pene...
- Week 4 - Thursday Night- Here I was, standing in a fancy rooftop bar. How I had ended up here, you ask? Me and Shelly had escorted Ortega to the club where he was meeting a business partner. Looking back, I had made an oopsie there, 'cause on a whim, I had invited two of D-Rod's gang homies for a quick hookup. Shelly hadn't been any smarter, though, 'caus...
-- Wednesday -- This was it! The big finale! It was make-or-break time, 'cause it would be my final appearance in the business world. It was all-or-nothing, 'cause it would be decisive for my future. The task was clear: Host a cocktail party for the local high society and broker some contacts for LGZ. The goal was just as evident: Become the most valuable...
--Week 4 - Tuesday-- "We have a high score for 'Compliant, Cum-drunk Cunt' here, indeed." Those were the last words Ortega had said after dumping his cumload into my pussy. Since then, he had risen from the coffee table he had nailed me on, tugged away his cock, and returned to his desk to continue working. He acted like it was nothing out of the ordinary...
"Shelley and Keats were out in the street. And even Lord Byron was headed for Greece. While back at the Hilton, last but not least, Milton was holding his sides. Saying 'Bravos'd better be ready to fight if we're gonna make it out of East Texas tonight. For the trail is long, and the river is wide, and my ride's here.'" -Warren Zevon, "My Ride's Here...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor; no, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much kindly quit reading now. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of. Yes it jumps around too much. Yes, it's too long. Yes, it's too short. Yes, it's in...
Jessica's Change Management Ch. 20 --- Week 4 -- Friday Morning --- I was still catching my breath after barely making it back to the train in time. I mean, my agitation was totally valid, what with all that razzle-dazzle that had been going on during the stopover. Remember? Matty and Fatty taking me behind that wooden shed to teach me the meaning of those...