Bridgett was a single woman in her forties, tall and average looking; not one to stand out in a crowd, yet pretty in her own way. The chestnut hue of her hair with just a hint of auburn accentuated her mysterious lens-covered green eyes. Being a bit on the thick side she was never model material, but then again she never wanted to be and was happy with her a...
Greg finally made it home from work. It had been an unusually long day and he was tired. He walked into his modest two-bedroom apartment, loosened his tie, and kicked off his shoes. He walked to the refrigerator, pulled out a beer, and the pizza box left over from last night, and then he went back to his home office and set his dinner down on his desk. He pu...
Maddy, whose name was abbreviated from Madhav worked as an investment banker. It was a swish job for his times. Lavish office, fancy car, massive apartment, rich tastes, the works. He made good money. He had never made good use of the money though. He had neither the time nor the inclination to break momentum and take a vacation. His trusted secretary Vicky...
Co-authors: KeepItHot and MenHeart *** Dane The ride from Grantley Adams International Airport to the St. Peter's Bay Resort is bumpy, but we are soon pulling up at the lobby of the resort. The butterflies in my stomach are fluttering on overdrive right now, and I have to admit that I am sweating just a little. But it's not from the 32C Barbados heat. I...
My stories are in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one: I Hire Monica The Maid Monica's First Day as My Maid Monica the Maid's Three Hole Day I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner I Massage Monica the Maid Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities I Become a Therapeutic Instructor...
Here's a bit of a Valentine's Day dream. It's not as off the wall as my usual stuff but what the hell. I go where the characters lead me! Try to be nice in your comments. Just a cute little story. * I had buried my wonderful wife the previous year. I never expected what had happened. Sheila came into the bedroom one day, she had just returned from the doct...
Disclaimer/FAQ: This story is not a depiction of reality. It is instead a fictional tale partially inspired by real people and situations in history that were observed by the author. The depiction of said people and situations in this story is not meant as anything more or less than an honest (and dramatic, tragic, and comedic) tribute to them. I hope you en...
I called my boss Saturday evening and told him I had some personal business to attend to and I needed at least one whole week off of work. "You've got to be crazy Honey!" he screamed. "There is the new girl to be trained and files to be finished, what are you thinking? I just can't give you a week off of work." I sighed; I knew this was how the conversatio...
Standing on the platform waiting for the subway to take me home, I was in a state of utter bliss. My mind slowly volleyed from the picture of my panties hanging on the railing in the elevator, to the reflection in the conference room window of my naked, writhing, orgasmic body – hotel windows beyond my ghostly form in the glass. I wasn't worried about the p...
When we returned from vacation Alan and I slipped right back into our old life, which pretty much amounted to work and more work. Alan was stuck in the office late nearly every night, and my boss had a bunch of new assignments waiting for my attention. As much as we had wanted to continue exploring the new aspects of our sexuality - well - we didn't have the...