Chapter 4. Dining Out... and Swallowing. I decided I couldn't wait until Friday and I had an open afternoon at work on Thursday, so I called Cindy in the morning and told her to call Sam about lunch. I wanted them both to meet me at the Italian restaurant in the mall between our home and office. I told her that she and Sam were to wear skirts with light col...
Francis hugged Patrick from behind as he stirred the oatmeal. Then she spun around to show off her pants suit. "How do I look? I have to take depositions today and I want the opposing council to know I mean business." Patrick turned his head to evaluate his wife's attire. "Your outfit is positively unisex. At least take your hair out of that bun." "It's th...
It was when I went for my final interview at Fleming Associates that I first noticed the unusual gender distribution at the firm. The business has an outstanding reputation in the City as the pre-eminent yet by far the most expensive professional services boutique, employing twenty or so lawyers, accountants and other such consultants all practising at the...
I saw you tonight. I didn't mean to spy, well not at first. I always look across the garden level apartment windows to see if I can see inside the apartments. Just to see the decor, the layout, see if somebody has better stuff than I do. I don't stop, I just keep walking on by with my dog. But not tonight. Tonight your computer screen caught my eye. "You tub...
The techies had fun at my expense for the rest of the week and for the most part I was enjoying it. Everyday I was ordered to wear a different set of lingerie under my male clothes to work. Then at some point each day I was ordered to remove my male clothes and give them to my Admin Gayle who would lock them up in her desk till the techies sent her an IM tel...
"I'm so busy. Would you mind fixing us a bit of lunch? There's some hummus and pita in the fridge, and I think there might be an English cucumber as well. " Thank goodness I've got my guy. Since we've moved to Vegas, I've been incredibly busy. Between running back and forth between here and San Francisco, working like a mad woman, and dealing with all the...
THUMP! I laugh as I stand over Bradley, the kid I bully. He hit the ground hard when I shoved him, and he's looking up at me, with a look that's full of anger and fear. There wasn't any particular reason that I shoved him, but he was looking a little too confident today, and I can't have that continue, can I? After all, it is my job to put him in his place...
Julie woke up to the sound of the alarm clock buzzing incessantly in her ear. She groaned and reached over to hit the snooze button, but stopped herself. Today wasn't a good day to be late to work. She supposed to be meeting the new V.P. of sales today and it wouldn't do to show up late. She huddled underneath the covers for just a moment longer, savoring...
"You fucked Hefty Hailey?!" "Did I say I had sex with her? No! I said we... messed around some." "Well I must say I'm certainly glad to see you seem to have retained your same basic shape," said Owen. When Conner looked at him quizzically, he explained. "You know. Because of smushing." "I got it. Shut up." "How much, would you say? Deuce, deuce and a hal...
... another titillacious tale as told by esteamed author Sir Stikkimus Soxx, Esquire... (Oh and do feel free to imagine Rupert Everett's voice whilst reading. Or not.) * * * * * Our setting today, an office. Not too hot, not too cold, but just and resoundingly right for our soon to be steamy little romp (and yes, yes, yes with all of the usual things one...