It would be an understatement to say that Eric, my husband, was ambitious. He joined a local gym when he heard his boss was a member, dressed in a similar style, hoping to get noticed. We even moved into the same dockside apartment block as his boss, though we had a hokey little flat several floors below his boss's three bedroomed penthouse where he lived al...
I was halfway home when I saw her standing on the street with her thumb out. The closer I got, the slower I drove. She was tall, about five feet seven, with medium length black hair falling loosely about her shoulders. Her eyes were deep black. She was wearing a short skirt, a cutoff white t-shirt, and barefoot. Barefoot and pregnant, I thought. She was very...
I was in the lobby of a five star hotel in Washington DC when I saw her. My jaw dropped. I stared shamelessly. Never, ever in my whole life had I seen a woman like this. Beautiful… yes, but it was much more than that. She was sensuous beyond description. Her dark brown hair bounced off her shoulders with a luster and energy that defined how she carri...
Part 01: The Long, Dark Road He could not remember how old he was, or the last time he had felt truly clean. This was how he woke every morning, with these same thoughts. The dry, gritty dirt got everywhere. Into his hair, in the folds of his closing, even into his nose while he slept. As he shook himself awake, he wiped the sleep and the grime from his eye...
Because we prefer to keep late hours, I always took afternoon classes on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. This spring semester, my last class ended at 5. I would then return to my office, collect my things, and go home. Sometimes, a student would want to talk to me after class, and we might proceed to my office. A door led from the main hall into another h...
"Come in," said Mr Sweet in answer to a knock on his office door. His secretary Miss Temple came in and approached his desk. "Would you like your afternoon blowjob, sir?" In anticipation of him saying yes Miss Temple was already removing her shirt. "No thanks Miss Temple. No more today." "Oh," said Miss Temple in surprise. It was the first time he ha...
Chapter Three: Harmony Is Punished It was a peaceful Sunday evening at Sweltings. I was sitting at my desk finishing up some paperwork in preparation for Monday. The week ahead appeared to be fairly free of complications with no new arrivals to train and only two regular appointments with the students. I couldn't help smirking as I thought back to Friday's...
It was the first day of their honeymoon and the only thing hotter than them was the warm Anguilla sun. They were lying on white beach chairs, side by side, facing the ocean and soaking in the sun. Natalie was polishing off her third margarita on the rocks and she couldn't help but sigh with contentment. She looked down at her body through her large, fashiona...
I finished varnishing the last part of the bow, stepped back and looked to inspect my houseboat. I was satisfied with the finish and I hadn't missed any bits. I had bought it off an elderly gentleman earlier in the year, who had no use for it any longer and with a bit of loving care, I had restored it to an acceptable and living standard. I had worked ha...
Chapter 1: The Machine Ginny stood before the gleaming machinery, staring at the brightly polished surfaces lit up under the overhead spotlights. She pulsed with apprehension and her body buzzed with excitement. She was floating and could not have felt more alive even had she been directly connected to the power grid, flashes of arousal arcing across her ne...