Natalia showed up at the office party with her partner to whom she had been married for the past nine years. As soon as they entered the veranda, Jack could see the eyes of the crowd casting their gaze at Natalia. The hems of her skirt fluttered as the wind blew across the veranda, revealing her beautiful thighs. The icy blue hue of her dress complemented her very fair skin tone and voluptuous French braids. Natalia, just...

Wife Customized by Black Lovers and New Bosses Note: Wife Customized by Black Lovers and New Bosses is a story of a woman who experiences the pleasures and frustrations of being a Hot-wife who loves Big Black Cock. It also looks at the desperation that her “husband” must endure as she is shared with a black man and given to a Master who changes her appearance without regard to how others will see her. It is a very true fi...

I randomly received a text from a previous boss the other day, and invariably this is where my mind wandered to pretty quickly. A few years after I graduated college I ended up working at a medical education firm. It was a pretty typical job, required some late nights and a little bit of travel for conferences. Elizabeth (not her real name) was not my first manager at this company. I was on another team initially and ende...

Chapter Forty-One “Mmm, good morning, my beautiful wife,” Mac moaned softly into Grace’s ear as he cupped her luscious breasts. Grace sighed, “Good morning, my gorgeous husband. What time is it?” “It’s early, only 6:00, but I woke up wanting you, sorry.” Grace laughed, “Don’t apologize for wanting me, silly. I can’t think of a better way to be roused from my slumber than to have the sexiest man alive touch me like this. A...

Clare typed her address into Mark's sat-nav as he drove, his smooth Mercedes a quiet oasis for her thoughts. His tough tone and powerful strokes had driven her to a stream of incredible orgasms bent over his desk. She'd disrespected her well-earned formal punishment. Drenched in the afterglow, she'd welcomed his undeserved kindness. Eager to ride the storm of emotions he'd triggered in her, she'd invited him home for dinn...

Chapter Thirty-Seven Mac woke up alone. He glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 9:00 a.m. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so late. He wondered why Grace hadn’t woken him when she got up. He got up and threw on a T-shirt and boxers as he hadn’t bothered to put anything on after fucking his sexy wife in their incredibly comfortable new bed last night. He thought he’d find her in the library, but when he...

Incongruous in his open-plan designer appointed penthouse, Mark's morning coffee mug rested on the dark oak dining table, FMI staring at him, blatant royal blue letters on his white china mug. He doubted many employees remembered the full company name. He'd been CEO of Fisher Malate Investments since he was twenty-five, earning tens of millions in salary, bonuses, and stock options. Reinvested by FMI, his massive investme...

Shit, this was happening. “Where?” Kate breathed against Ella’s lips. They were never going to make it to a bed. Kate’s hands roaming over Ella’s body in this bathroom stall were making it difficult to hang on to any rational thought. “Yours?” Ella was leaning against the tiles. The cold surface helping her cling onto sanity. Kate’s palm on her breast had other ideas. “Too far.” Those lips on her neck and she was spinning...

Sylvia stretched and enjoyed the Saturday morning feeling of not having to leap out of bed. She could still feel the cane lines on her bottom and the constant stimulus made her feel turned on. Her hands slid down to her crotch and she replayed the previous evening’s events in her mind as she rubbed. After she climaxed, she lay in the warm sheets enjoying the feeling of well-being. Eventually, she got out of bed and caught...

I had worked for Andy for almost two years as his assistant - or secretary if you like. I was nineteen and he was forty-six. Our relation went from strictly professional to extremely sexual only two weeks after I started my internship when I was seventeen. More about that some other time. Today I want to tell you about a business trip to New York City six months before the pandemic struck.  NYC was pretty overwhelming and...

My wife, Mary, and I, David, had been married for ten years. I was thirty-seven, and she was thirty-five with a very womanly shaped body, firm 36C cup breasts, slim waist, and a very well-rounded backside well packed into her tight-fitting blue cocktail dress. It was low cut at the front, showed a nice cleavage amount, and just finished above her knee, showing her firm shapely calves. We had attended my Company's Christma...