Maya's hands are trembling as she parks her car on the pub car park. She steadies her hands on the steering wheel and draws a few shaky breaths trying to settle her nerves. "It's just him, it's just him. Why am I so terrified?" She asks herself out loud. "I'm so nervous, I'll never be able to eat. Why did I agree to lunch?" She pulls down the sun visor and...
“It’s nice to have an evening off,” Lauren said as she slid into the secluded corner booth in one of the most exclusive restaurants in town. “Yeah, it’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Michael replied as he took the seat adjacent to his wife. Finding an evening when they were both free had been a challenge. The couple own a small, very successful bookstore, and...
I am a successful human resource consultant – recruiter to most people. I have worked and trained hard to get to my current position – senior recruiter for a major management only niche firm with seventeen other people. The boss and his wife have become good friends over the years and I enjoy working here. About six years ago I met and married my husband Wil...
If you have not read Rachel Pt1, I suggest that you do read it first to make the transition flow more comfortably, if you have read it, please enjoy. Taking a key from his pocket Marcus opened a door at the end of the corridor marked PRIVATE. This was surely not the room my company had paid for; this was a most beautifully appointed suite. Since stepping o...
Before I even post this, so readers will be gentle and not jump on what I get wrong, I have never been to BDSM club/bar, or even to a munch. This is the first chapter to a story I have ideas to write a fair amount about. Any feedback about what it might really be like, very much appreciated. It's something I would love to explore. My character in this story...
[Author's Note: Thank you to MissAires for your editing help and ideas. Thanks also to N. L. A. for your help and support. I am considering turning this into a series depending on the response I receive. Enjoy!] I saw you through the lunch-time crowd, across the bar. Sitting with your poor, unsuspecting girlfriend. Relaxing, slightly drunk perhaps, defini...
Chapter 4 : Gemma. "Tell me how it feels, Pix." She was on her side, back to me and knee drawn up. She was caressing herself to order. My hand was in her bum and my voice was in her ear, reminding her of the details of our night out as she obeyed every instruction. "It feels wonderful. It's exactly what I can stand, painful but just bearable and it mak...
A huge thank you to my editor sdbnnc for all her help and encouragement over the last two chapters. Thank you also for all the people who have given me so many nice comments, I'm glad you're all are enjoying my story. And now on with the fun. > Suzi came bouncing into the kitchen with a big smile on her face. I looked up and said, "Did you hear me putting...
(Set in New Zealand) An agitated receptionist in a busty top encased in pink and her rounded belly pushing out a black pleated skirt hurried to the brass-framed glass doors of the office entrance and called, "Sir please removed your muddy boots." "Madam, your reasonable request is granted – off come my boots. Guard them with your life. You may not know but...
The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up...