Today was just another workout day for Karen at the health spa. At least three times a week she manages to go and try to unleash some of her stress that accumulates with her job. She normally goes for the aerobics portion, then showers and goes home. On Thursday's she gets a massage from one of the ladies on the staff. Karen normally tries to block everythi...
Disclaimer: The following is all fictional (probably) and shouldn't be taken as an account of real events (possibly). Monica Seles couldn't believe it. She was at the top of her game since the stabbing in Germany and had been beating Stefi Graf in this match until the German had somehow managed to up her own game remarkably. Monica was one of the players...
I heard the knock on the door and I anxiously rose to get it. Opening the door slowly, I was greeted by a vision of beauty. Short curly brown hair framed a nearly impossibly beautiful face. Her face broke into an uneasy smile as she greeted me, and I quickly invited her into my room. Sensing her nervousness at our first meeting, I could hardly take my eyes...
After dropping Carmen and her sister off at school, I went back to my hotel for a shower and to sleep. I was woken a short time later when the phone rang, it was Carmen and she was in the lobby. I invited her up to my room and moments later there was a knock at my door. I opened the day to see the hot girls I fucked yesterday, Carmen and Sabrina. Carmen was...
Sylvia and I worked together on my last ‘real job’ before I moved back home to start my business. We gravitated toward one another. We became daily lunch companions. We talked about everything. Including sex. She was brash and ballsy and outspoken. We were very close. It was hard on both of us when I moved. We still got together, but only once every few mont...
I checked into my room at the Lathem not knowing what the day would hold. Would she come? Would the cyber fantasy be fulfilled? I took a long shower and wrapped myself in the hotel bathrobe. Minutes later I hear your knock on the door. I glance at the clock, not a minute late, not a minute early. A good start. I open the door, you stand in the corridor, you...
Chapter 22: Acts like a call girl "What's the matter? A sweet girl like you got a problem calling a old man, 'Sir'?" "No." "No?" "No. Sir." "That's better. Now, I believe you were in the middle of something back in that elevator." I was getting hotter by the minute. The idea of calling this man, "Sir," was a turn-on. It conjured up every rape fantasy I'...
As soon as I pulled up to Corrina's villa overlooking Monaco I knew she wouldn't need to prostitute herself out to afford me. I'd slid on a pair of six inch red heels, a ruby and diamond necklace and nothing else. Earlier in the day, I had gone to the small but well stocked sex shop Anya told me about and bought myself several sets of clamps and some other s...
Three months into her new job and Gabrielle couldn't believe her luck. She had been fucking the two basketball coaches on a regular since her amazing first day. Sometimes the two would come together as they had on that fateful day but more often they would each visit her on their own. Sneaking into her office whenever they thought they had a few private mome...
I dialed the cell phone number of the contractor that had recently remodeled my kitchen. He didn't answer his cell phone so I left a message asking him to drop by my house to pick-up his check around 4:30 that afternoon. Since it was Friday, I was sure he would stop by to collect his money before the weekend. My plan was finally in action. It had been two w...