When I'm traveling alone I talk to women at the airport.  You can't do that if you're afraid of failure. It’s a low yield proposition.  Maybe five percent of the time it goes somewhere. And even then it’s rarely sex.  But sometimes it does.  Occasionally you find a business traveler looking to blow off steam.  Or a vacationer looking to cut loose. Or the rare woman who just likes a no-strings fuck.   There isn’t a rhyme o...

Two days had passed since Scott’s amazing night with Louise. He hadn’t heard from her at all but today he was finally going to see her again at work. He was nervous and excited all at the same time. Scott proceeded to his work desk and worked his day as usual. He hadn’t seen Louise at all throughout the morning; however, as lunch finally came around, she appeared at his desk. “Long time no see,” she greeted him, a devilis...

The dark and humid night consumed the street surroundings, the rain pattered softly against the car window as Scott pulled outside Louise’s house. Louise had never agreed to let Scott visit before and he knew that this would be the only opportunity to make a good impression and be with her in the future.Knowing her from work, Louise wasn't like the other girls, she seemed to be flirty with everyone usually and she was a t...

I’m Jackson Pope. I graduated Magna Cum Laude with a degree in Mechanical Engineering. Nine companies interviewed me and made serious offers. Six of the nine had corporate cultures that fit well with my personality and work interests. The benefit packages were all in the same ballpark, so it really came down to where I wanted to live and work. Wanting a new location, I went for the area with the highest female to male rat...

It was a cold blustery evening in remote Inverness, the cultural capital of the Scottish Highlands. It was my last night here before moving on and I’d just finished eating dinner at a local pub. I figured that as this would be my last night in Scotland, I wanted something to remember it by, and what better way than with a traditional Scottish kilt? I certainly didn’t have trouble finding a shop. Basically, every second sh...

"I've got to get out of this bra, it's killing me," Maria declared. She stood to walk to the bathroom at the back of the luxury tour bus but the vehicle lurched as it took a corner, and Maria wobbled on her sparkling silver high heels. She would have toppled if not for the strong hands of Mark who jumped to his feet and grabbed her, one arm encircling her right across her 34E breasts. They stood like that for a moment unt...

My wife, Sarah, started working as a secretary for a hedge fund company about a year ago.  She seemed to love this job so much because she was always glowing whenever she talked about it. Her last job was hell for her. She would often come home crying because her boss was such an asshole, so I was  happy that she found something better at first. When I found out why she liked it so much however… well... you will see. My w...

As Jolene walked into work wondering where Greg was, seeing as he wasn't able to message much because of his book launch. She looked around her workplace nonchalantly she could have sworn she saw him walking into the office with her manager, Kennedy. She shook her head thinking that Greg wouldn't just visit unannounced, he would visit early but not unannounced. He would want her dripping with anticipation, wanting to feel...