I run a small-but-very-lucrative commercial real estate company in an upscale Midwestern town. I say small because it's a two person operation - just me and my secretary/office manager. Her name is Donna, and she might be the best secretary in the Midwest. First of all, she's extremely smart, incredibly organized, and a very hard worker. Secondly, she's a f...
My name is Paul and when I was forty years of age I accepted the position of Deputy Director of a government unit, and that is when Beth became my secretary. Well, to be honest, she was a shared secretary between the Executive Director and I. Beth was married, twenty-five years of age, slim with a 34B-22-34 figure and was an extremely capable secretary who...
The year was 1955, and the world was in danger. This danger came not in the form of the atom and its radioactive caprices, nor from the pernicious touch of Communism. This danger came from beyond the stars, from the surface of Venus, and it came in sleek, metallic space-ships. — — — Rick Sullivan, square-jawed hunk and former GI, strode through the guts of...
Sequel to 'Sooner or Later' by Phoenix Arrow Monday morning Monica Stevens walked into her new job at J.L. & Cohen, having just been hired by Senior Accounting Manager Amy Margret. Her interview had taken an odd turn when Monica made her intentions for Amy's job known, and Amy's body involuntarily responded. Monica had prodded a further reaction from her in...
One afternoon during the following week, Mr Gallagher was casually looking out of his window onto the lush green lawns below his study and saw something that took his eye. He rang his bell and his faithful secretary Miss O'Hare entered his room quietly. "You called me Head Master?" The Head nodded. "I have just seen Mrs West crossing the lawn from the gymna...
The fist time I saw her I was absentmindedly staring out my office window trying and failing to pay attention to the conference call from Chicago. I caught a glimpse of her in the office window across the street, walking across the room and untying the black trench coat slowly with every step, letting it slip to the floor once she reached the desk. Even at a...
Victim of my Secretary Wife Copyright Oggbashan February 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ I was working hard to exci...
Shari Kirshner always turned heads when she walked through the halls of the J.T. Levinson offices. Most of her coworkers considered the short, voluptuous redhead to be the most fetching of all the secretaries at the rising marketing firm. When they heard the familiar click of her high heels on the carpeted hallway, more often than not, they would find the ti...
I was sitting at my desk on the phone with my boss talking about important business when my male secretary, a very strong and handsome man came in with some papers for me to sign. He crossed the floor and placed them on my desk. He looked angry with me and I gave him a questioningly look, to which he returned with a smile. I watched with interest as he came...
As she drove home, the blouse rubbed against her sensitised nipples causing them to stand out proud. The tightness of her skirt kept the butt plug securely in place and the movement of the car over the road's surface caused it to vibrate the butt plug up and down inside her back passage. The combination of the two different sensations had her pussy dripping...