Based on my marginal understanding of human psychology, an even shakier perception of the Jenkins activity survey, Wanda is definitely a Type A personality. Insatiably ambitious, a champion competitor, a seeker of recognition, she hungers to win, be victorious in all things. She values the laurels, the bonuses, the perks of merit. Her in a nutshell, but out...
I walk into your store. We have never met. I am wearing a short black sundress, my shoulders bare. The dress is low cut, showing the tops of my ample bust. You are standing behind the counter, you smile. I feel your eyes travel over my body. My heart beats faster, I feel a flush creep up my face as I think how handsome you are. Neither one of us speaks; our...
I had met Ashley online and we hit it off immediately, we just seemed to have a lot in common. One thing led to another and the next thing I know we are really getting into some sexual banter. I knew that I really wanted to meet her in person and see where things went in real life. So we got to talking and realized that we lived on the opposite side of the c...
"Docket number R8J69, Courtroom 2." The loudspeaker startled me from my daydreams. I got up and walked out of the waiting area and down the hall. Down the hall, last door on the left, there was a large stained oak "2" in the center of a door. I pushed the handle and walked in. I would have taken a moment to look around but the room was small enough that I...
They stare at each other as she enters his office for her interview. He stands to greet her. She is wearing a sexy tight-fitting red dress. It low v-neck shows her ample cleavage, and round ass. He is wearing a grey pinstripe suit pants, shirt and tie, his jacket slung over the back of the chair. They don't waste any time as he moves behind her to close the...
I admit it I am a male slut. Now I know women are generally called sluts but since there is no male equivalent I will take ownership of the word. Now some people have called me a freak but to me freaks do freaky things, I don't do freaky things--generally, basically I just love to fuck, unashamedly, unabashedly and without any regrets. To me there is nothing...
After a few moments of recovery I help you to your feet and guide you, still blindfolded, to the bed and lay you on it. When you feel me behind your head, you realise that you are lying at an angle across the bed; your head in one bottom corner; it's big enough that you can't reach the end though. I put a single pillow under your head. There is no bedding ot...
I arrived at the penthouse on time. The entire floor was ours. The hotel was beautiful, and the staff was very familiar with Grant; they understood to respect his privacy. As I walked down the hallway, I felt sexy. I felt powerful. I wore a black jacket that tied at the waist and I had on nothing underneath except the outfit from the box, and I wore a pair o...
Bucky Collins downed the last of his whiskey and collected his chips to cash in. His cousin, Don Lee, who served as his driver and bodyguard escorted the Black Mafia attorney-slash-lieutenant to front door. His leisure trip to the Big Apple had been fruitful. Tonight, his winnings totaled $2,300.00. Don Lee was especially happy as his younger, much smarter r...
As I was driving over to his house I knew I should just turn around and drive back home. I was heading to something that would change my life forever. There would be not going back after tonight. I wouldn't be able to pretend it didn't happen. I knew this and yet something kept pulling me toward him. Like he was my destiny and I didn't really have a choice....