You have been so busy the last month that we've barely seen each other. I've seen you around the office, and it's taken all my self-control not to grab you, hike up your skirt, and fuck you over your desk again in front of everyone. You've had a distraction this last month. You've been telling me all about your slut secretary, and how, late at night, she's been eating your cunt. As I walk up to your office, I walk in with...

It had been a long day for Elizabeth. She'd just finished an argument with her husband, the arrogant prick had left her alone all weekend. She was sure this is what had led to his first marriage ending. Getting home all she wanted to do was slip into her dressing gown and relax. Hearing her stepdaughter, Claire giggling as she opened her front door, Elizabeth was greeted with the sight of her stepdaughter and the teen's b...

Ruth had been friends with Christina for years. Both girls had been collectively known as "the geek squad" at school, boys had shunned them, and the popular girls ignored them. The two girls had birthdays near the same day, so on their seventeenth birthday, they decided to have a small get-together at Ruth's place. After a nice meal, the two girls went up to Ruth's room. Talking about their week Christina blushed suddenly...

Another week has passed since we were caught by your husband. It's been a hard week for us because you've been called away for a conference. We haven't seen each other since. The office gossips have been talking about you, nonstop, all week. They've heard about your husband not being happy with you, and speculation about an affair is buzzing about the office. Reaching your office at the end of your first day back, I knock...

It had been a really shit week for Beth. To start with, her work had been exhausting, another thing was her boyfriend had pressured her to sleep with him, and it had been awful. He'd lasted seconds and she had felt unfulfilled. Slumping into her Livingroom chair she relaxed. She didn't love her boyfriend, the only reason she was dating him was to get over someone else, and it hadn't worked. Honestly, she wasn't happy with...

Lauren hated getting dumped. Tears streamed down her face as she moaned to her two best friends about her useless boyfriend- no that was wrong, her useless ex-boyfriend. Sitting in a bar, she sipped a Screwdriver as her best friends Abbey and Emma bitched about her ex. "He didn't deserve you anyway," Emma complained, downing her Tequila shot. "He never satisfied you in any meaningful way anyway," agreed Abbey. Then almost...

Walking to the conference room after a long hard day, I see you cleaning up after your presentation. It's been a week since I caught you in your office, rubbing your wet pussy, a week since I fucked you. We've had sex since, and it has been amazing, but, after seeing you today, I've been walking with a hard-on. Round the office, you're still known as "The Ice Queen," but I know you can be melted. And I know how wet you ca...

I walk down the corridor to your office, mad as all Hell. You were supposed to email me an important file over half an hour ago—what could be keeping you? In the office you're not known as Carol, the respected accountant, you're not known as Mrs Brown, the office gossip. You're known as the Fucking Ice Queen, the office prude, the uptight bitch. Always dressed appropriately in a business suit, even on the hottest days. No...

So much had changed in Rachel's life over the last week. It seemed longer, but only a week ago, Rachel had received a text that had changed her life. Philipa had sent her a message meant for her ex, and by the end of the night, they were both masturbating to each other's naked bodies. Ever since that night, Rachel had thought about women in ways she never had before. Work colleagues, friends, and even strangers in the str...

Entering her house after a long day, Susan is exhausted. After all, the shit she'd had to put up with, the last thing she wants to do is clean, but she has to because her room is starting to get beyond a joke. After all, she's a divorced thirty-eight-year-old, too old to be procrastinating. Going upstairs to her bedroom and resisting the urge to just crawl into bed, she gets started. After half an hour, she hears giggles...

Rachel was so bored. It was Friday night, and she was recently single. What a life; she wanted to go out drinking but her friends were all busy but all that changed with a simple text. Hearing her phone buzz, she reached for it. "I know you found a boyfriend but I miss your pussy so much." She stared at the message, didn't recognise the number, then giggled to herself and texted back. "I think you've got the wrong number,...