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The Modern Free Use Office

by InverseMaster on Sep 23, 2019
BDSM

In spite of her stern expression, I couldn’t help but find the woman standing in front of my desk attractive. Her blonde hair was tied up in a bun but I bet it would have framed her face very nicely if she let it down. In spite of her conservative business suit, the subtle curves I could make out were quite impressive. Of course, she would have been even mor...

Shame, the Sequel

by Skippy47 on Jan 20, 2020
Loving Wives

Author's note: I had trouble figuring out how to end Part One: Reconciliation, BTB, or kill the victim? I chose the latter but later I had an idea for a sequel. Here it is. You will probably need to read Shame, Shame, Shame first. As always, hope you enjoy. ***** Sheila lay in her bed crying. The guilt of causing her husband Kurt to commit suicide made the...

Eat Me, Whispered the Corn Flakes

by Soul Janitor on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

As a cub reporter for the third largest agricultural newspaper in Tufton Flats, Iowa, I'm trained to keep my eyes open for a story, any story which might enlighten and provoke our readership of six hundred strong. You might even recognize my name if you're a fellow member of the fifth estate—it was I who in 1998 went undercover to penetrate the secret cabal...

Why Are Black Women So Rude?

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Sometimes, I think living in the city of Brockton must be a curse. Yeah, that must be it. In a past life, I must have done something horrible. How else could you explain the kind of person I seem to attract? The meanest guys and the cruelest of women. The very worst humanity has to offer. I can't stand any of them. Sometimes at night, I pray that God or the...

Brotherly Love

by DevisPixi on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"We're not a dating service," Kendrick explained. "Neither are we a prostitution ring." The attractive, middle-aged, unnatural blond blushed and murmured, "Of course not." She shifted her wide hips in the chair across the desk from Kendrick. "Our gentlemen provide companionship," he told her. Lisa studied the way Kendrick's forehead folded into a map of w...

Tale Told to a Soul Saver Trainee

by Tournado on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

I'm at the Celestial Energy Bar awaiting my trainee. I need a tall Liquid Sunshine before I tell the newbie the introductory tale. We Soul Saver (SS) Training Troopers (TT) own up to some professional failure at the first meeting with a new recruit. At induction, they hear all the good news—the personal satisfaction, the benefits, the camaraderie, the flexib...

A Strange Car in the Driveway

by dimaggio5 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

I came home early from a business trip and found a strange car in my driveway. Now, I've read enough of these stories to know what that means. It's a cliché for a reason. Rather than just barge through the front door with guns blazing, I figured I'd do a little detective work. I parked my car down the road and backtracked to the rear of our house. I crouched...

Kamana Ch. 03-04

by blue_eyes1119 on Dec 8, 2017
BDSM

In the late 20th and beginning of the 21st centuries, the black market thrived. Sex, drugs, guns, illegal goods and people were bought and sold just as easily as going to the mall, as long as you were a member of the Underground. There were three of them. Families. If you weren't relation, then you could pay with money and your loyalty for your place in the...

Halloween Jacks

by Haulover on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

A straight-arrow business professional steps way outside his comfort zone. Author's Note: There was some debate about which category this story lives in. Some will disagree, but wiser heads than mine advised that it could—but really doesn't—belong in Erotic Encounters, or Group Sex, or even GM. There's a fetish element to this story, and it probably fits t...

Charlie's Bar - The Phlebotomist

by victorecho on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"I tell you Gil, in all my years as a phlebotomist...," he broke off, shaking his head and taking a healthy swallow of scotch. "I have never had that happen to me, never." It was quiet at Charlie's Bar, especially for election Tuesday. Charlie had never had much patience for "electioneering" as he called it. He was as patriotic as they came, always voted, m...