It was done. She'd put her hands around to her back to unclasp her bra but then she'd stopped and come over and pulled her drapes shut. I know she didn't see me. I had my lights off and my window was just one of a whole bank of them in a high rise across a city street canyon from her high rise. She did this nearly every evening. First the uniform and then th...
Chapter 2: Dark Waters Trish pushed open the fogged, glass door of the pool house with her thumbs; her arms filled with folded, bath towels. After restocking the pool larder, she sat on one of the many chaise lounges orbiting the pool. First, her eyes darted to the pool door to see if anyone was coming. Satisfied, Trish stole a moment and took off her shoes...
I wandered around the lingerie store looking for just the right pieces for our weekend get away to Las Vegas for a well-deserved vacation. Both of our jobs were demanding and time together was at a premium. I found garters and a pair of stockings to go with a black leather corset and thong combo. I picked out a few more things for the trip and took my purc...
Master and two of our friends were seated at our dining room table. Me, i was serving, dressed in a very revealing French Maid's outfit that Master had bought me on-line. A black corset with a very short attached skirt, the boning on the corset and the edging on the skirt was white. There was a little white bow right in the middle of the top of the corset. i...
Other than the amazing hotel sex, the best part about going with my husband on his business trip was the hotel and its bathroom. The bathroom in our hotel room was as big as a small apartment I once lived in at college. In most cities a space this size was called an efficiency, but in our hotel in mid-town Manhattan it was nothing short of luxury. The bathr...
"Espresso for one," I asked the young lady with a cheeky smile and adjusted my shirt as the black-haired maid tapped my order into her faded and outdated till. It fitted in with the rest of the little café perfectly, with its tired maroon décor and outdated menu, but it was my favourite café in the town. The twenty-something server glanced up at me as my ey...
There are times when it is an exquisite release to watch and listen to a woman being pleasured exclusively. Take the time we found ourselves in the secret hotel spot – just the two of us meeting for the afternoon tryst. Your mood was one born out of the tedium of what had already been very long week. Mine was randy (no surprise there) and although each encou...
2. Amelia's tale. I am known to family and friends as Amelia, Millie to my brother and sisters, but I was born The Honourable Augusta, Caroline, Amelia, Courteney Fox, eldest daughter of Edward Fox, third Baron Holland, and the Lady Caroline Courteney. Our home is Seagrave House, in Leicestershire, not the biggest or grandest of our family homes (that woul...
As I walked in the door, I smelled the delicious aroma of the spaghetti I told my newfound slave to prepare for me. I had not asked her name to this point. I really didn't want to know because she now was a new person, in a new life style. I left her on the bed in the basement to sleep the night. The note on the door leading to the stairs informed her of wha...
This story is written for A Horse With No Game! :) ***** ____Mrs. Felicia Donner lay upon a steamer chair, beside a small table littered with empty margarita glasses, and cursed the sun. The ultraviolet penetrated her eyelids, burned its way down her optic nerves, and set the ethyl alcohol in her capillaries to a boil. She felt like her head would split i...