This is a series of stories about the women of a company that uses a paw print as its logo. I make no representation as to the truth of these stories or who they may or may not represent. As an intern, I was shuffled around to various departments as needed to get emerging jobs done. One of the big events for the company is a large trade show that is held in...
Her phone dings. Groaning, she slides her naked body across the sheets to the night stand, where she peers at the clock before picking it up—6:15 am. Navigating it, she sees a picture of Jonathan, standing in front of the gas station. He is drenched in sweat and looks very unhappy. It brings a smile to her face. She replies curtly: Keep going until 6:45. Ev...
Madeline teased her cunt as she enjoyed a shower in the accommodation which seemed to have an erotic personality all of its own, but resisted the urge to bring herself off again, she wanted to remain nicely aroused when sampling the atmosphere at dinner, excited at the prospect of the indulgences to come. The warm sunset glowed through its windows, illuminat...
The response to the beginning of my "Sheila" series was encouraging. However, most who left comments thought chapter 1 was too brief (which, to my mind, is a more favorable opinion than finding it was too long). In any case, the point is well taken. So for this segment, at one reader's suggestion, I have combined material from what was to appear in two chapt...
There is something romantic about the night time outdoors on a cruise ship and tonight wasn't any different. All six of us took turns holding one another's spouses. I'm sure anyone watching us probably thought we were crazy but so what? The question for the night was, who was going to pair up with whom this evening? As we pondered that question I asked if a...
The bar was busier than June expected, but then, the hotel was busier than usual this weekend too. It looked like there was some sort of artist convention and a wedding reception both being held in the hotel itself. From the entrance coming from the hotel lobby, she scanned the crowded bar. There were several large groups, obviously from the artist conventio...
When I woke up the next morning my head still hurt. I thought at first that it had been a dream until I grabbed my phone and saw a large crack in the screen. The girls were downstairs eating cereal; they had gotten a better night's sleep but their faces were still swollen from crying. I joined them at the table, doing my best to strike up conversation to ge...
Patrick opened his eye's seeing the sun glaring through the curtains. He wasn't sure what time it was as he had watched the sunset in New York and was then transported to England before having an incredible wedding night with his new wife. The more he thought about the time the more it didn't matter as he looked down and saw this beautiful naked red-head asl...
Mistress Maxi -- Part 1 Maxine Montgomery was sixty-four years old, five-foot seven-inches tall, and one hundred and forty pounds. She was an attractively handsome woman whose looks and demeanor were very similar to the character Katherine Chancellor on the soap opera The Young and the Restless. "Distinguished" was a very good adjective for Maxine, "arrogan...
All names and characters contained herein are fictitious and do not intentionally relate to any person, either living or dead. This story is a work of fiction, a fantasy -- so read it with a grain of salt and an open mind. All characters are at least 18 years of age. Voting and feedback is greatly appreciated, especially positive constructive feedback and fr...