Being the only female in an all male office did have it's perks at time. Like favourite treatment, I always got the first dibs on the holiday calendar, shorter days if I wanted them and longer lunch breaks if I asked... well... I quickly discovered if I wore short skirts I could get anything I wanted! The men always stared at me as I walked through the offic...
This is my version of an ending to the story "Danielle's Revenge" by Damon X. While the version by FinishTheDamnStory had its own appeal, I found the idea of criminal prosecution of the wife and her partner-in-crime to be far more satisfying myself. My wrists chafed at my bonds in the darkness, even as I wondered how the fuck I was gonna get free. Then aga...
Josh Richards was ready to attend college at Texas A&M next fall. He lived in a small town in northern Alabama. He had his own business and his own money, which would pay for part of his tuition to college. He started a lawn care business when he was twelve. By the time he was eighteen, he had his own used pickup truck and a 14 ft. trailer for lawn mowers, t...
Jack was always late for work. He hated his Boss, the Big Bitch as he liked to call her, with big tits who wore tight pencil skirts. She always got what she wanted, especially from Jack, an average loser working a full time office job and catering to her needs all day. Jack knew if he was late again he was fucked. He usually stopped at Starbucks to get them...
This is part of a long, ongoing series. If you've missed earlier key chapters – like Chapters 4 & 5 – reading this one will be like looking at a guidebook to the planet Mars. All joking aside, as long as you read this as part of a long series, it's for you. If not, there are about 400 other great new stories posted this weekend that you can read on this...
Thank you all for your patience in waiting for this episode. I like a format of about 15,000 words a chapter but that does mean that when real life intervenes it can delay publication a little. I hope that you enjoy it. Don't forget that if you register for the site and follow me as an author then any new posts by me will show up on your home-page at Literot...
Was this really the place? Nancy McCammon was looking at a small New Age shop on the corner of two narrow streets. 'Crystal Soul' was written on the door in bright pink letters. Whoever owned it had to be a complete flake. Still, Paula had said it was the place to go so Nancy put aside her reservations and walked through the door. A little bell tinkled over...
I have been trying to get into acting for along time, I got a break with a play getting the part of a secretary for a Black Private eye. It is a play about a murder, however there is the other side story of me being a single woman who falls in love with her boss. This play was my first big play and I knew if I got good reviews it could help my career I was...
I waited patiently downstairs as Monica and Rachelle finished their meeting. It was just yesterday that Monica had returned from her year-long leave of absence. The first thing she did was to tell us that our District Manager had gotten promoted to a different district and that she had taken over this district. She also wanted to talk to us one on one. I d...
It all started out innocently enough. We were talking about out-of-the-box sexual preferences, the kind of conversation you would have with really close friends, or your wife. My wife confided that she had begun to enjoy what was turning out to be a bit of a morning routine for us. For the past week or so I had been waking up with a hard-on. I am in my fifti...