I went to work again, but after two days I took all the leave I had a right to. I avoided asking my boss directly, as seeing him was the main reason I could not function anymore. His secretary told me he didn't mind, but maybe I should not bother to return at all. I started to reel in a few long standing appointments for interviews at other agencies. I als...
I regret the weeks it has taken me to post chapters in my "Sheila" series. I gather from certain E-mails, the loss of a significant number of votes, and being dropped from favorite authors lists that I have tried the patience of some readers and lost the attention of others. Of course, maybe the reason for the drop-off in interest is simply that the story su...
One afternoon, when Vanessa was out, I spent an enjoyable hour going through her wardrobe. Vanessa had, as I have said, expensive tastes, and spent a lot of money on clothing and underwear. She tended, as I have mentioned, to dress quite conservatively, but beneath the prim and proper dresses she wore to work she loved to wear sexy lingerie, and had a huge c...
As Isabelle and I approach the stable, the two of us astride the horse they call Lancelot, I see Antoine the groom out front. He's standing on the flatbed of an old truck filled with hay and he holds a pitchfork in his hands. His shirt is off and he's sweaty, as if he's been working hard for a while. I'm conscious of how this must look, the Isabelle and I ri...
I push open the doors to the club and look around to see if there is anyone worth talking to. It's only a Tuesday night and not too busy but there are a couple of prospects by the bar. I pause to check out my reflection in the mirrored glass framing the doorway and smile, pleased with my appearance. My tight tank top hugged my firm, full tits beneath the thi...
Breakfast for two: eggs, coffee, bacon, pancakes, and Tera. Around nine o'clock in the morning, I awoke to the smell of bacon frying. In the summer, the smell of bacon is so distinctive, and very pleasant. I felt very, sticky, sweaty and just all in all physically unclean, which is to be expected from the day and a half of fucking our brains out. So before...
I normally don't mind flying long-haul, as long as I can get my head down, watch a movie or two, read my book, and not be too bothered by anyone. On this occasion I was sure it would be fine as the people paying me to travel to San Francisco had sprung for a Business Class ticket. However when I got on the flight, I found that I was seated next to an America...
Gin showered and dressed in the outfit Mistress Vivian had left for her. She was dressed in a white sun dress and sandals. She braided her long hair and applied some pale pink lipstick. "Time to go" said Mistress Vivian from the front sitting room. Gin quickly left her room and joined her Mistress. "We are taking a drive to the airport to pick up some spec...
Two minutes later, Issy and Alice crashed into the kitchen, laughing and giggling over something that they chose not to share, they were already becoming extremely close and I knew that the bond they were forming would be life-long. My heart began to swell with the thought of just how these two had changed our lives in such a short period of time. Issy start...
This story builds to a climax chapter by chapter. You will enjoy it much more and it will make more sense if you read them in sequence and save Chapter 5 for last. * Larissa thought hard about what Kiki had said, during the long drive back to the city. She decided that Kiki was right. So what if Turner was obsessed with her pussy and they had both made ora...