Bailey was our very vivacious seventeen-year-old babysitter and from the moment I first laid eyes on her, I knew I wanted to experience a little private one-on-one time with her. Bailey was an elusive catch, but one that was worth pursuing. Our relationship was very casual at first and very businesslike, but the more she took on babysitting duties for Ally and me, the more desirous I became. I loved Ally, but our marriage...

I pulled into the 7-Eleven and headed for the cooler. It was a typical hot summer afternoon, with temperatures near one hundred. I grabbed a bottle of water, then thought, A cold beer sure looks nice. I still had an hour or two left of work, but I decided, What the heck? I am self-employed and who’s going to care, right? I paid for a six-pack, even though I knew I was only going to drink one, maybe two beers and save the...

John and I worked for the same health care company. I was the president of the company and I hired John on a recommendation from a business associate at a previous job I had held. John and I had passed paths only briefly in the past, but I was happy to bring him on to the team in an operational role. Although I was technically John’s boss, I looked at him as an equal and tried to treat him that way. Our business relations...

Sometimes, as a property inspector for an insurance company, I find myself in the most awkward of circumstances. I always make sure I am careful to avoid any inappropriateness while doing my job, even in the face of difficult circumstances. Thus far, I have been really lucky, that is, until last week. I have close encounters, mostly in business settings, and I have always found a way to avoid crossing the line, even when...

"Beer and wine” was emblazoned in large letters across the side of the small brick building that housed a small store across the street from a run-down apartment community called the “Spanish Villas.” She was standing outside the “C’ convenience store, wearing tight little short-shorts and a much-too-small t-shirt that accentuated her model-like figure. She had long black hair that curled at the ends, that reached to the...

My wife Sammi and I went to visit a long time friend of mine, named Kate, for a special dinner celebrating absolutely nothing. Why Kate asked us to visit, was beyond me, except that she wanted to reconnect with me since I had helped her though the grief in the suicide loss of her husband several years before. I had known Kate for years and at one time, I had tried to date her. She had told me that it would ruin a good fri...

It was going to be a hot summer. School was out and I needed a summer job. Unfortunately, because I waited until the middle of May;all the good summer jobs were already taken. I didn’t want to get stuck mowing lawns again for the summer, even though as a strapping nineteen year old guy, I had no problem with manual labor. One of my dad’s business buddies got a job transfer and placed his house up for sale. He hired a real...

I own and manage a bar in an up and coming section of Dallas and as the bar owner, I am forever mindful that there are folks out to get me or get in on the take. The bar is a quiet little place, with cutting edge bands that often come in and play on the weekends and the bar is also well known as being a cool place where local artists can hang out. The crowd is mostly in their late forties and early fifties, but on Friday...

Okay, let me set the stage. My name is Denise and I am thirty five. I am in relatively good shape for my age, tall, thin and with dark shoulder length black hair that curls at the ends, no matter what I do to try and straighten it. (Kind of like me -- pretty much a conservative straight arrow, with a wicked uncontrollable twist, which my friends and my hubby hates!) Okay, so you also know I am married. Very married. I wou...

Rebekka showed up at Sandra’s house about fifteen minutes after Sandra called her. Sandra was our family fitness trainer and she had lured me into a private physical fitness session at her house, just a few miles from where my wife and I lived. Rebekka was Sandra’s very gregarious and astoundingly beautiful sister-in-law. Standing at just little over five feet and an inch or so tall, she had a modelesque figure and very l...

“Dude, what are you looking at?” she asked. I was flat on my back, and she was standing over me, looking down at me. I could very easily see straight up shorts to her shaved kitty. She was the personal trainer my wife and I had hired to come to our house and help us learn a new exercise regimen, so we could shed a few pounds before taking off on vacation to Puerto Vallarta. I tried to pretend I was not really the pervert...

The roadway was an open expanse of tolled traffic, that ran lightly traveled and tolled across north Dallas, past businesses and shops, and subterranean. I was riding my lime green Ninja and I decided to crank it up, just for the fun of it, so I pulled back on the throttle and the familiar whine of the engine soon took over my mind, as I whizzed down the tollway. Cars appeared in front of me, much like a video game and I...

Roger managed the company sales group and it was a high-pressure job. Without sales, the company would fold. He knew and so did all the people that Roger hired. Roger knew that the sales job depended on him hiring the best people and since the business was a tool manufacturing distributor, he knew he had to think outside of the box. “Sex sells,” was certainly the thinking of the time-period. Roger was given a lot of leewa...

Sarah and I were great friends. We had gone to college together and by pure accident, developed a rather intimate relationship, even though as a young woman, I preferred guys to girls. Sarah always made me feel special, like I was a queen, deserving of attention, where the guys usually saw me simply as a sexual conquest. I unabashedly loved sex and was sexually over-charged, which means I would give in to any guy who pres...

As community college professor, I had a lot of freedom when it came to my class. Yes, I had to be on time and yes, I had to stick to the subject matter and course syllabus and yes, I had to abide by the college rules regarding ethical conduct, but every college professor fails in one of these three areas, at least once or twice in a carrier span. I had no problems in following the basic tenants of college teaching, it was...