Anyone who tells you that working on Wall Street is an awesome gig is a flat out liar. Wall Street is filled with overambitious, sycophantic political assholes. You have no true friends. The people you hang out with after work, at office parties, in the Caf or sometimes even on the weekends are just stepping stones. You do not take anyone seriously...unless...
Tracy had just had a co-worker of her husband eat her pussy, followed by her sucking his cock and him coming all over her face, all while her husband watched, jerking off. Now she was standing between her husband, Justin, and his friend, Bill, cum from both men on her face, and she had a cock in each hand. Tracy stood there, stroking her husband's cock in o...
Yvonne and her husband lay together, spooning, in that somnolent state typical of two people whose coupling has left them both spent and sated. His semi-flaccid cock pressed up against the crack of her ass, and his arm was draped lovingly over her tummy. "There's no time like the present," Yvonne thought to herself, and summoned up her courage. "Bruce?" she...
Gina leans down and sucks the last of the cum from Rachel's cunt while Sarah grabs a black foot-long strap-on from the dildo shelf. It's a double-header, but with a rubber divider a third of the way down. Sarah puts in on, wedging the four-inch end sharply up her own wet cunt, and she makes herself gasp in pleasure. She struts back to Rachel and Gina, the ph...
Malcolm Brown was a Scotsman, he was 23 and had finished university and turned his attention to designing safety features for cars. His first design hit the jackpot. He patented it and made a fortune. He settled in the highlands of Scotland and married a local lass called Jenny. At five foot 9 with a long slim body, a tanned complexion she had inherited fro...
“Help me Slut Girl” Slut Girl heard with her super hearing. “Oh no, someone is in need of my help” Slut Girl said. She span around like a whirlwind and seconds later was in her superhero costume. Black leather thigh high boots, a tiny black leather mini skirt with no panties, and a black leather basque with a big S on the front and SLUT on the back, and to f...
{Before I get to the story I would like to apologize to my readers for the long delay between posts. Not long after New Years a friend of mine got in a pretty bad car accident and I have been helping take care of her so I haven't had the time to focus on other things and when I have had the time I haven't really been in the mood to write. Also, I know this...
Prologue "Hi, it's me. I decided I do want to go ahead with what we talked about the other day." "Ok, if you're sure. We're still good with the five thousand we talked about?" "Yes, five grand is good. I'll Venmo you a grand now and if you're successful I'll get you the rest." "Perfect, that should be plenty for all my out of pocket expenses. I'm actuall...
I steeled myself and knocked on the door. For the past hour and a half I had been debating whether or not I should go over to his place, but what broke me is that every time I peeked out my windows he was seemingly just lounging on the couch watching TV, but after maybe my hundredth glance our eyes caught each other. My heart skipped and we quickly looked aw...
Brenda smoothed the hem of her skirt then picked up her steno pad from the corner of her desk. She turned the gold knob of the mahogany door and stepped into the office. As she slowly closed the door behind her, the man raised his head from the computer he was typing at and looked up. Brenda felt a shiver run down her spine as she watched his hazel eyes alm...