You've been reading Fifty Shades of Grey...again. I've been watching the film Secretary...again. We both like to role play. I ask you if you want to have a trial as my new secretary. You know what I mean. You know what this means. You nod. Obediently. Go and get changed, I say. I sit at my desk and wait. I wonder what you will wear, I wonder what I shall d...
"These aren't as good as the earlier ones, are they?" I couldn't argue. She was right. In her typically blunt way, Amy had stated no more than the simple truth. She was looking at the drawings I had been doing in the last week or so and they didn't have the same energy, the erotic edge that they had when we first threw caution to the winds. When we first be...
The stars overhead shone brightly in the vast darkness of the night sky. It was amazing how all those tiny specs of light held a thousand tiny secrets. Somewhere in the old streets of New Orleans there was an estate centuries old. To the outside eye, it was the vacant and dilapidated mansion of the very late someone or other, whose name had been lost to time...
We lay together for a while, on the Bearskin rug. Sharing the warmth from the fire and the heat from our passion. I nuzzled your ear and kissed the back of your neck, marveling at the goose bumps there. “Hmm, that’s nice.” Lisa purred as she pressed her body back into mine. “Don’t stop.” I gently kissed her ear lobe and every now and then I would give it a...
Authors Note:- Thanks for the encouragements *_* Reaching her apartment, Lisa decided to call her dad to let him know where she was. She did not mention what happened to make her hurried back, simply offered that she chose to return back since she was not feeling all too well. No, she did not think it will be possible for her to go ahead with the resto...
Penny was a pretty girl. She was an active brunette and well liked by her many college friends. She did well in school, and many thought she had the life with her freedom, sports car and apartment. She had a best friend named Ashlee and the two were practically inseparable. Ashlee was also a cute girl but nothing compared to her good friend. It was true,...
As I walked up to the door I began to have butterflies. Why was I doing this? How had I agreed to this? What was going to be my reward? As I unbuttoned my shirt I could feel a breeze begin to bite into my newly exposed skin. I slid it off of my shoulders and put it into the bag that I had brought with me. I then unbuckled my belt. I realised then that I nee...
She stormed into the hotel bar, fuming. Her company had sent her down to Dallas for a conference at the last minute. What no one had taken into account was the big race at the Texas Motor Speedway. Because it was a big race, and a big race always drew out all the dumb rednecks (actually, any race at all drew out all the dumb rednecks), every good, decent, or...
Although Charlotte considered herself to be essentially a lesbian, this didn't mean that she didn't enjoy male company. Indeed, it flattered her when men showed interest in her. So it wasn't too surprising that after a little persuading from her colleague, Jonathan, Charlotte invited him to visit for dinner. Jonathan was quite a shy young man, who however th...
The life of a Lebanese-born Canadian Christian woman married to a Haitian-American pagan doesn't sound like the easiest existence in the world, does it? My name is Antonia Abdirahman and I was born in the town of Hermel, Republic of Lebanon, and raised in the City of Montreal, Quebec. My family left the Republic of Lebanon in 1977, three years after I was bo...