I have not posted anything for a while. I have been working on the next chapters of some of my stories, so if you are reading this and are following one of those, I will attempt to get them finished and published in the not too distant future. Warning, although this is not a long story, it is not what most would consider a "stroker". There is sex of a sort,...
Though the last periods of the my day kept me on edge at all times, being naked from the waist down and having a crude, but true message written on my back, I fortunately did not have any unfortunate circumstances arise. My students were content to work and read quietly at their desks, and I was happy to allow it. Every once in awhile I would feel my arousal...
This is a follow up on the Teacher's Revenge. ***** You see me walking in the hallway and beckon me to come see you in your office with just a squint and the crook of your finger. I walk into your office and you close the door behind me. "I've heard you have been administering some unusual punishments for misbehaving students in the weight training class...
Brooke sat at her computer watching the clock. It was Friday afternoon when Rick, the bank manager startled her by tapping her on the shoulder. "Before you punch out tonight, I need to see you in my office." Brooke smiled at Rick, "Yes Sir." Her heart raced as she watched Rick leave and close the door to his office. She was interested in him, the way he m...
Sunday was a good day, my parents invited me over for dinner and, of course, who am I to turn down a free meal so I spent the day with them. Dad smoked some ribs and the only cost to me was helping my mother in her garden. I'm pretty tight her and I enjoy good mother-daughter time. I love gardening too, especially when I come away with free cuttings. Some go...
Author's Note: This story takes place on the same day as my other story, "Getting Ahead in Washington." ***** B's voice greeted Claire energetically, but also sent her straight into her office. No time to waste. Got to hit her morning quota. "Welcome back. Gary from GetAhead Cash on line 2. I promised him ten minutes this morning, first thing." Claire t...
I had worked for this company for almost 6 months, and I'd never felt as invisible as I felt now. I worked as a receptionist for a medium sized business. Answering phones, sorting mail and copying documents didn't sound too glamorous and it wasn't, but it paid the bills and gave me the flexibility to come and go, and the insurance that I needed for being a s...
Motherfucker. I sit and fume silently as the chaos of the school during lunchtime continues around me. I cannot believe that bastard got the better of me. As the two probationers in the department we should have been partners, working together to make it through our first year of teaching. But no, after the first couple of weeks when the head of the departme...
I had only been working at what we jokingly call "the company" (said phrase always being accompanied by a sarcastic chuckle) for about three months at the time my story begins. I'd met Maggie several times in the course of my duties there, but only briefly and had exchanged only work-related discourse. In the last few weeks, however, we've seen more of each...
She walked slowly down the long hall toward the closed door. The sound of phones ringing, people talking and keyboards clicking emanated from the offices around her. She stopped suddenly before the ornate, wooden door. She noticed that the secretarial desk on the left, where Miss Chang sat, was vacant. Her eyes stared at the gold nameplate attached to the do...