Good Evening, I'm Lydia.I write about things that arouse or move me, in one way or another. I'm friendly and welcome messages, as long as respect is maintained.
“Miss Rhowe, Mr. Dentone will see you now,” my assistant, Gladys, informed me via the intercom. “Thank you, Gladys.” “You have a meeting at 3:00, you know,” her nasal voice scratched my ears. “Yes, Gladys. I do.” I hung up and sighed. Gladys was an efficient assistant, but she often forgot that I didn’t require mothering, I needed her to deal with the organizing and scheduling of...
Added 27 Sep 2016 | Category Office Sex
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Her name was Iris, and she was a goddess if I ever saw one. Her pinned back platinum hair almost glowed under the stage lights and her blue eyes sparkled with secrets just begging to be investigated. Her skin was fair in tone, and flawless in quality. But what secured her goddess status for me, was the first time I heard her sing. My too involved friend had dragged me into this...
Added 16 Aug 2014 | Category Lesbian
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I can see that I'm causing you problems. I can see that my presence causes stress and pain. I don't mean to be annoying. I don't mean to get in your way. Maybe you felt bad for me at first and came to my aid. I know I'm not the worst, But I am tired of this charade. I can see I'm not helping you No matter how hard I try. Everything that I do Ends up not being right. It's got to...
Added 26 May 2014 | Category Love Poems
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“It’s so great to see the two of you,” my mother says, pouring another glass of wine. As she sets it down, she reaches for my father’s hand, a bright smile stretching across her face. “It really is,” my father agrees, giving my mother’s hand an affectionate squeeze. “We’re happy to be here, Mom,” I reply for the two of us, placing a hand on your thigh, under the table. I look to you...
Added 15 Dec 2013 | Category BDSM
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Despite the fact that my cheating rat of an ex-boyfriend was going to be at the Halloween office party, I still wanted to go. I’d been working particularly hard the past four months to prove to Mr. Dentone that I was worth of a promotion from Junior Marketing Assistant to Senior Marketing Assistant. The promotion meant a significant raise, my own assistant, and an office on one of the...
Added 11 Oct 2010 | Category Reluctance
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Rip my shirt piece by piece. Drop me to my knees. Bend me over on all fours Call me slut, bitch, or your little whore. Cuff me to the wall, Cuff me to the bed. I'm your personal "fuck-doll" To spank until I'm sore and red. I'm eager to please I can take you Anywhere you want with ease. And orders, I'll gladly follow through. Your pleasure is my goal. I know my place, But you...
Added 24 Oct 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I saw you today. For a moment, it was fleeting. Our eyes didn't meet, and then you slipped away. Your lyrical voice just keeps repeating But I can never remember what you would say. Each time this happens, you wear a mask. But you remain timeless to the core. Keeping me within sights is an unnerving task. Dragging memories in my mind to the fore. I shiver, and I could swear I felt you....
Added 23 Oct 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I want to be in your arms, There I feel wanted and looked for. I feel safe from harm, Needed, warm to the core. You hold together the pieces of me, The bits left shattered by pain. The desire you ignite within Pours over us like wild rain. I want to be who you need, Maybe I can repay you. Call it a hunger, or greed, Either might be true. Take me, claim me as your own, I offer no resistance,...
Added 08 Jul 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I love when my parents are out of the house. And who wouldn't? The peace and quiet without my father obsessively trying to convince me to follow his path in life is more of a relief than I can describe. It's also rather nice not to have my amazingly nurturing mother fretting about me; she needs a night to relax. My parents received a call on Wednesday from their friends in New...
Added 22 Jan 2012 | Category Masturbation
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This story can stand on its own, however, it is recommended that the viewer have read "The Night to Come" series to full understand. This is a continuation of what happens after the night came... As always, I hope it is enjoyed. I twitched awake, stretching languidly in my empty bed. Cold metal bumped against the warm skin of my wrist, making me jump. My eyes opened to see a pair of...
Added 10 Oct 2011 | Category Lesbian
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