My name is Gabriel. I work at a small sales company. One Friday afternoon, shortly before closing, I listened to my workmates comment among them: "What are we going to do tonight?" Ignacio and Emily, the hottest couple at the company, suggested: "Let's go to Destiny'!" The guys welcomed the idea, because this is a very trendy club or disco in the city. P...
Thanks to TECHSAN for Editing and suggesting a multi chapter format Today I stand astride the summit of my success. I know that sound like pompous crap, but that's what I feel like today. My name is Michael Howard, I'm twenty-eight, weigh one sixty eight, have a face that is suntanned to brown, ruggedly handsome, and work as a construction engineer project...
The toilet runs, the faucet drips, the lights are out in the hall. It was always something. Dad said I needed to learn responsibility, so he got his friend to hire me as Handy Man for his 24 unit building in the Village. College wasn't working out, I liked working with my hands, the pay wasn't bad, and I got an apartment for the summer, with use of the poo...
As I awoke, the morning sensations assaulted my body in the usual fashion. My throat was rough and sore; the taste of whisky still on my coated tongue. The muscles in my arms and legs ached through sleeping on bare floor boards and the headache that was currently coursing through what was left of my brain felt like an approaching freight train. But the overr...
"Well," said Eva, "have you seen enough. Do you feel ready to have a go at the 'great game' now? I am sure one of the ladies over there would be happy to go with you, probably pay you something to do it if you need some incentive, or you could try one of the very attractive ones over there. You are quite attractive so they might be keen to do it with you, bu...
A couple of weeks ago, I was approached by a young employee of mine named Elizabeth. I work as a shift supervisor at a telemarketing center, and most of my employees are young college students trying to make a few extra bucks on the late nights. The rest are a few old men who come in to work, mostly to earn a little money for the strip club or to keep themse...
Hello, there. What's up? My name is Steve. If you've come here, then you probably know about me or you're at least curious. I don't blame you. I'm a big and tall Black man living in Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a fine-looking brother if I do say so. I stand around six-foot-five and I weigh two hundred and forty pounds. My skin is caramel-colored. I work out of...
This is an account of what happened a few years ago. Most of it is true with just a little bit of fantasy thrown in. Kerry was just 18 when she came to work for me as an office junior. Even as a school leaver she seemed very forward and though she was a little overweight she was more than willing to wear low cut tops and short skirts to work which went down...
A Career Change is in Order "Mistress Morena," Alyssa said, entering the parlor. "I didn't expect you to travel all this way to check up on me. Have I offended you?" Morena rose as Alyssa entered, as did Stella. Not exactly protocol, but it seemed polite. "I did not mean to insult you, Alyssa," Morena told the huntress. "I am in somewhat desperate stra...
Hi again, it’s me Nan. Once again I bring you the written copy of a more recent interracial adventure. Just like before, I love receiving mail from all of you and if you don’t get a reply from me the first time, hell, write me again. A little background for this story: It happen one night last summer. I was on my way home from club-hopping (my hubby w...