Chapter 1 Graham sat at the end of the bed and slowly began to undo his tie. Halfway through he stopped and allowed his arms fall to his side. It had been another pointless, paper pushing day at the Department of Work and Pensions where Graham worked as a clerk processing the claims of what he generally considered were the dregs of society. The position had...
This story is intended for mature audiences. Every character is over the age of 18. This story is not to be taken serious as it's fun and sex heavy driven. Please enjoy and thanks for your support. ***** "How the hell could this have happen?" exclaimed Ariel pacing back and forth in front of her computer. "How can someone do this without my consent? Arie...
The keys jingle in the lock as you swing the front door open. Another long day of work like that one and you might just blow your top. It's been far too long since you had any good play time and the lack of it is wearing on you. A movement out of the corner of your eye catches your attention and the sight stop you dead in your tracks. A woman is standing i...
Friday Jack looked through the mountain of work on his desk, wondering how much of it would wait until next week now. "Thank goodness it's Friday," he said to himself. Then he heard her. He could always hear her before seeing her. Those heels clicking along the floor towards his office. It was a confident, sexy walk - almost a strut along the corridor. S...
(Fannie is sent away for slut/slave training! Her training will be chronicled in a future chapter.) Pt. 1 Fannie's husband S is on his way home from work as his cell phone rings. "Hello." "Hi S this is Cindy. Got a minute?" "Sure. Everything alright with Fannie?" He asked. "Perfect. Couldn't be better! She just left for home and I was just wondering...
Friday night the gang meets up just outside the front doors of the hospital. There are a few doctors and nurses I recognize and several I don't. We divide up in to three cars of five each and head out. No one really knows where we are going except for Paul and he is driving the lead vehicle. We leave the base in a caravan and eventually end up at The Shire....
I have run a very small, almost invisible hotel for a number of years now. We have never sought publicity of any kind, you will not find us on any website, magazine or advert. We are not even listed in a telephone book or the yellow pages. If you know about us then you also know you don't necessarily want others to know about us. It was one of our customers...
INTRODUCTION This is nothing like my previous efforts: no jokes, no cheating, and it's a bit on the dark side. I've rushed it a bit so there may be a few errors. BE STILL MY BEATING HEART FRIDAY: It's night time and I'm now well on my way to committing suicide. You want to know to know the 'why' and the how?' Well, I'll tell you, but you'll have to be a...
PART ONE: DAVID I was irritated when old Glenda quit her job to retire in the countryside with her husband. She had been my personal assistant for seven years, she knew my quirks and I knew hers. The old dear was a valuable secretary and I didn't relish the idea of change, not least at a time of upheaval at the law firm. At her leaving party, as I handed o...
It was the end of July in Indianapolis Indiana, but even the privilege of living on Meridian Street in the most exclusive part of the city, just blocks from the Governor's mansion and the Booth Tarkingtons, didn't spare the Marion Thorntons and their guests from the oppressive summer heat of 1919. They were hosting their neighbors, the William Colliers, for...