It was almost a week later when Brooke got a call from Mr. Barstow. He intentionally called during the day when Brooke's husband, Ken, was at work because Brooke had said she didn't want him to know anything about her work yet. She didn't want him to kno...
Over the last four weeks my interviews, exploring people’s sexual nature, have been going well. Not only have friends and colleagues made suggestions by word of mouth, as you do, but I have also received many emails. Then there was the letter. I am not su...
Brooke sat in the unemployment office as she had once a week for the past ten months. She had to show up weekly to report whether she had found work or not. She'd been working for a very nice accounting firm as their receptionist/secretary, but the owner...
I write my stories for my entertainment You seduce me with your lack of obtainment I offer to tell your tale And you offer the Holy Grail How can I resist such an offer When you don’t want into my coffer You say you will give it freely I choke and ask rea...
Liza sat in a leather chair in the reception area. There was no one else in the room so she looked around at the small cozy spot. There were large comfortable chairs on two sides of the room with large greenery in the corners. She knew it would be a matte...
I held my hands in front of me as I walked, trying to conceal the erection that was rather obviously tenting the front of my slacks. My heart was still pounding as I tried to slow my breathing and stop thinking about the interrupted blowjob from the secre...
“Relax, Melanie,” I told the young woman sitting on the other side of the desk. “You’re doing fine. I’m very impressed with your skill set and the way you carry yourself.”“Thank you, Mr Morecock.”“That said, I have to tell you that there are a number of a...
Melissa had entered my flat in the most confident manner that I have ever witnessed. She handed me her thin coat as she strode confidently past me over to the black leather chair; the same chair that I so memorably labelled as Emma’s chair about two weeks...
There was a job for a personal assistant that sounded like an ideal opportunity to get back into work. Our kids were old enough to look after themselves for a couple hours after school until I got home and the job was less than a mile from home in Overlan...
At first I thought I'd imagined her aura from across the room simply because she was heart-stoppingly beautiful. Blamed a product of too many movie moments in my head: the slow-motion swish of her charcoal plait and an orchestral swell as her head turned,...
It was 9:25 on Thursday morning. I was in an elevator with eight other people on my way to the eleventh floor for a job interview. I’d been looking for a job ever since graduating third in my class with a bachelor of business, and even six months prior to...
All weekend, I fantasized about my job interview from Friday. I had applied at a modeling agency and the interviewer had been more than gracious in the initial interview. I had the job and I was happy. Actually, I was ecstatic! I called Jill, a close frie...
Ben went back out there, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw Gina standing completely naked. She smiled when she saw his surprise. “You convinced me,” she said.“Grand,” Ben said, sitting back down at the desk. “If you could just do a bit of posing, li...
The envelope puzzled him. It was a brown, padded envelope with his name and address printed on a white label. He hadn’t sent away for anything, and in any case there was nothing to indicate the sender’s identity. He so seldom received anything other than...
If there is one thing I know about, it is sex. I've always been a very sexual creature. From the time I lost my virginity, right up to now. I’m a twenty something, single female, who just loves to fuck. I don’t mind the love making, the passionate stuff,...
