Depending on the responses, comments and you the readers, this could be a series. I see many stories here as I start this one. This is a story based mostly on an experience I had in Las Vegas back in the 1960's. This story is written as though in a more current time. We had driven to Las Vegas for an anniversary and to see Elvis live at the Sahara. ______...
Denise stared at the job listing. Something about it caught her eye. The name of the company, of course. "Fantasy Enterprises" -- what the heck was that all about? "Salary and commission" and "elite clientele". That could mean good money. To Denise, this listing looked a hell of a lot better than the average sales job at the Galleria. At least there was "op...
I was a part time male cam performer. I always used to think of myself as straight and vanilla, but I quickly learned that I am at heart a wanton slut, and got off from doing anything that anyone told me to do. I fantasised about being controlled by a mistress or master, and being used by whoever my mistress or master whored me out to. But although it turned...
Dana watched Kristen and Kelly leave the store, and leaned back against the counter, letting out a "whoof!" She was a little lightheaded thinking about the afternoon's events. What could have been a boring workday had turned into the most exciting time she'd ever had without an orgasm. She felt a tingle of excitement thinking about the rest of the night. Sh...
It happened at the sales meeting, the annual field trip the company made to some resort destination for the ostensible purpose of bringing the far-flung national sales reps together for a week of conferences and presentations where new products were rolled out and new strategies were discussed. Much as they tried to make it sound like a professional developm...
I needed a house. I hate sales people--unless, of course, I’m doing the selling. I’d taken a new job, moved across country and was juggling my time between the demands of a new boss and the need for a place to live. The wife stayed behind to continue her job until she could join me. I don’t like the games realtors’ play. So, I wouldn’t sign their agreement...
"Dayyyy-um, girl, you done good for yourself!" Penny said as she admired Bernadette's new corner office at Zangen. "Gee, thanks," Bernadette beamed. "So, how many dicks did you have to suck to get this?" Penny asked jokingly. But Bernadette didn't take it that way. "What do you mean?! You don't think I could get this without sucking dick?!" Truth be told,...
As he stepped off the train, Mark felt the tight latex body suit under his clothing cling to his skin and caress his body gently with each step he took. Hidden under a long sleeve shirt and some jeans, Kajura, an amorphic space alien currently imprisoning Marks body, had convinced her captor to head into the city to do a bit of 'shopping'. Usually Mark was...
"Morning, Babe" my husband said as I began to wake up. "I made you a cup of coffee." I fought to clear my head enough to reach for it. Last night had surely been one of the wildest times of my whole life-partying, dancing and too much drinking. My company's Christmas party was one for the ages. The boss was called out of town because his mother was sick and,...
This is the second chapter of the story of when, due to a chance encounter, I would be turned from an online to a real world slut at the hands of a beautiful young woman who would become my mistress. Although each chapter may be read on its own, it is best to read them in sequence. ***** My whole body trembling with anticipation at modelling panties in fr...