Chapter Three: The Maid Note: Please Chapters One and Two before reading this chapter to gain insight as to what led up to upcoming events. The poor maid walked into the room only to find two people stirring about inside. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” the young, black haired Latina apologized as she tried to step backward out of the room. “Hey, don’t go!”...
Author's note: disabled comments because of spam and TMIs. If you liked the story, give it a rating and favourite, and maybe write something of your own. ***** Shortly after I started working for them, Victoria's Secret had briefly been down four Angels. Alessandra Ambrosio had found that she could make more money and become more famous by doing porn, whi...
The name is Sammy. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, sixty-something Black man living in Washington D.C. For thirty five years, I've been a part of the White House janitorial staff. You won't believe the things I've seen and done in my time. Presidents of the United States of America come and go but the staff is one of the few constants in the White House....
Day 2 Continued "So what shall we do now?" asked Sara, still glowing from the fuck session with the handsome older couple. "I don't know. I kind of feel like getting a drink." "Well, there are plenty of bars and clubs here. Let's check the directory." On the wall in the kitchen next to the courtesy phone was a small open topped file box with a book insid...
Elena had arrived at the communal house in the California hills. The house was owned by Richie and he also was part owner of an old movie theatre/coffeehouse in town called the Nugget where Elena and her other housemates worked and bands played on the weekends, often in marathon jam sessions that ran into the early morning hours. They all shared duties in...
The next day was a blur for James, as he woke up feeling nauseous and tried to wash the stink of feces off his body. It helped a little, but the emotional pain of the previous day's events were stuck to him. At least they'll leave me alone for today, he thought hopefully. He tried to make toast and eggs for breakfast, but found his appetite was gone, as the...
"Hey, let's go check that place out!" Tracy yelled in my ear as she pointed to a little bike friendly saloon. It was the only way I could hear her over the sound of my loud pipes and the wind as we cruised down Beach Road. We were on our second date and we both loved bikes. I took her out last week on my Road King and we had a little fun with each other unti...
Erotic Adventures of Sexy British Super-Spy Jane Bond Jane looked around M's spacious office. M's huge desk dominated the office. She wondered why M needed such a big desk, when all that was on it was an ink blotter, a stand holding a gold pen, and a telephone. She wondered if a big desk, like a big gun, was a macho spy's way of compensating for certain, um...
When I started working as a telemarketer for Wooleyhan Marketing, I had no idea that this little shit job would wind up changing my whole life. After a few months of proving myself to be a great bullshitter, I was promoted to a Project Manager position. However, the promotion (which really just amounted to going from Dirtling to Chief Dirtling) in and of its...
This is a continuation of Eva's misadventures and once again this is nothing but my perverted imagination. The events and information about characters are all made up. I hope that this will be worth your while. ***** The door was opened at Eva's home and out came Rita. she was really happy to see that it was her mother and couldn't wait to find out what tr...