The bell rang, signalling the end of the day's last lesson. I watched the students file out of the room, and, as the door closed behind the last I leant back in my chair and breathed out a long sigh. I looked at the pile of test sheets on the desk in front of me, gathering up the energy to start marking them. I had sprung a surprise spot test on my last clas...
Crawling out of her soft, warm bed, Monica Sanders let out a long yawn, stretching her arms high up causing her firm breasts to rise with under her silk nightie. Picking up her glasses off the nightstand and letting out another yawn before getting up and heading to her dresser getting clothes out and underclothes. Picking a white sweater to go over her under...
I had just finished a therapy session and was glad to get back to my office and relax. I'd have to lay off the cinnamon stix in the morning, my bustier was tighter than usual. My mini-frig offered a variety of drinks and I grabbed the pitcher of iced tea and poured a glass. Settling into the rich black leather of my office chair, I turned away from my desk...
I sat in my office running over the progress report one last time before the Executive Review meeting. The last five days had been remarkably productive and if Mr. Yan from Studio K was as receptive as my own boss, Bob (Robert) McVoy, had been last night? Then the collaboration between Studio K and Megadyne was going to make the jump from prototype to full p...
Teresa blinked at the book in front of her and tried not to yawn. The words wouldn't flow from the page tonight and she was fighting just to keep her eyes open. But it was no good; she still had another hundred pages to go before she could even think of quitting for tonight. The other students had mostly gone home for the evening, leaving her sat in her corn...
The next day was beautiful, a cloudless blue sky. It was only 7 AM but already quite humid. I relished the cycle to work, the early summer heat, the breeze in my hair, the bare legs of pretty female cyclists at the traffic lights. Parking my bike at the stand, I unlocked our office door and headed for the kitchen to brew a cup of tea. After a few hours the...
It had been a long busy day. The secretary had worked diligently to complete an important document for her boss by the close of business. She was wearily gathering her things, and preparing to leave when her boss asked her to step into his office for a moment. She had always found him attractive which made her slightly nervous in his presence. Today was eve...
I'm on my way to my office on a regular day off. I need to catch up on a little work. As I arrive and get out of my car, I see a fellow employee pull up beside me. It is Cynthia. As soon as she gets out of her car my eyes are drawn to her. It is a day off so neither of us is in our usual professional clothing. Instead of coat and tie I am in shorts and pol...
Author's note: This story takes place on the same day as my two other stories, "Getting Ahead" and "Something Afoot." It tells "Something Afoot in Washington" from an alternative perspective. ***** Chip had to make the best impression possible. He just had to. This was his first week interning in the office of Congresswoman McIntire, (District 1-CT). Firs...
Vickie's eyes popped open well before her alarm clock was to sound. She quickly got up, showered and stood before her open closet trying to decide what to wear. Last night she was ready to go to school in her shortest skirt and in her sheerest blouse but the light of a new morning caused her to be apprehensive. Vickie peered into the closet and wondered what...