Sumitomo Mitsui Banking Stories

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With Help from Michael O'Leary Pt. 09

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 39 O'Leary's Savings and Loan Michael did not tell anyone about the thirty-five million dollars or about the idea of starting a new neighborhood bank. He wanted to wait until after the wedding when he would tell Gabriella everything while away on their honeymoon in Ireland and Italy. They had agreed that they wanted to show one another the countries...

My Private Banker

by addictedtonylon on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story is a result of a radio advertisement for a NYC bank. I listen to the radio (NYC) at night, and relish hearing the voice of the woman describing experiences of banking with her 'personal banker' (You can find one audio example on the internet without too much trouble-I am not permitted to include the link). Remember, all events and names are fictio...

The Whore, Her Husband And Me

by Cromagnonman on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I had been following her for a month now and I was getting the picture, she was a whore. not your common garden type whore, standing on the street waiting for passing trade, or working the clubs, or even an escort agency, no, she was class, she had style and she was discreet. Her targets were all rich attractive men who either had money of their own or who h...

The Facility Ch. 05

by spankmehard1984 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Brenda was a 23-year-old bank teller at First National Bank. Her black hair went down to her bra strap and made her dark green eyes stand out even more. She was 5 feet 6 inches and liked to wear small-heeled shoes to make her slightly taller. She had smallish breasts, which matched her tight, round, small bottom. She figured she got her nice ass from standin...

Empty Nests

by wife2hotblk on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Daphne strolled seemingly without purpose through the large park. Its trees were almost devoid of leaves. A brown, orange, red and yellow carpet of leaves covered the ground beneath the canopy of bare branches. It was odd not to be pushing a pram for once. Her three year old daughter had started nursery that week. Although it was only three hours a day, it...

With Help from Michael O'Leary Pt. 10

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 46 The Legacy of Archangel Michael Michael's bank flourished and he prospered personally and financially as well as emotionally, spiritually, and intellectually. When he prospered so did his community of South Boston because, unlike other patron saints of the people who helped their neighborhoods only because they grew up there and leaving when they...

Our Somali Goddess In Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Nothing quite like coming home to my lady at the end of a battle-weary day, folks. My name is Alan James Voltaire, A.J. to my friends, and I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, Haiti, and raised in the City of Montreal, Quebec. My parents James and Marie Voltaire moved with my siblings and I to provincial Quebec in the tumultuous 1980s. I came to the City...

Bank Error in My Favor

by linda_stachurski on Jan 23, 2019
Humor & Satire

"It's a monumental screw up Tina, that's what it is." "Calm down Sir." "Calm down! This is the third time I've had to call this month for a screw up on your part." Tina is my Personal Banking Consultant or some such nonsense at RBC. She's one of the benefits of being a 'high net worth' customer. It seems service for such customers it not any better than f...

Could It Be?

by zia27 on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

"Another hour, another meeting", Thina silently thought as she was driving to meet with yet another client. All though she loved her job she couldn't help but be annoyed by the amount of time she spent on the road, driving from meeting to meeting. This particular client, however, was one of her favorites. She had actually gotten her current job through the...

Journal of Desire Ch. 03

by SmallTownScandals on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

Huey Lewis was accustomed to luxury. Corporations seeking financing courted him as president of the Temperance Hill Guaranty Bank. Huey Lewis looked forward to birthday gifts, VIP box seats at ACC basketball tournament games, private jet flights to watch the top golfers fight for the Masters golf title, to the US Open tennis finals. But from the moment they...