Trick or Treat! Samantha stood in front of the mirror admiring the costume she’d bought months ago in preparation for this night. It was October 31st , the night of her company’s big Halloween masquerade ball. Samantha worked for one of the biggest Fortune 500 companies Nicrosafe that produced internet surfing software. She was an…
It was October 31. Halloween again. I had to decide on what my costume would be for the annual office party. I didn’t want to dress up and go this year, but it was mandatory. My boss Brent Rose was an ass. He ruled the office with an iron fist or so it would seem….
Jasmine sat across the desk from Ryan as he began interviewing her for the assistant position. She couldn’t help but to grin at the naughty thoughts racing through her mind as he began asking her what skills she could apply to the job. “Depends on what you’re willing to let me do.” Ryan grinned in…
That Saturday I slept and slept. I was exhausted from all the nervous energy I felt taking my first steps into the world of slutdom. I’d also been cumming quite a bit in the evenings as I thought about the effect I was probably having on the guys’ home lives. When I finally got up…
I am a billionaire that runs multiple companies with thousands of employees. Over the years I have had assistants come and go quite frequently, most likely due to the 15-hour days I enjoy grinding out. About a year ago my HR people found a well qualified new assistant who apparently could handle the long hours…
Still buried deep inside Kimberly, Johnathon looked into her blue eyes. Both were feeling a bit confused. She had no idea that he wanted her sexually, and he was worried that he had crossed the line. “What was your fantasy, Johnathon?” she whispered. Her arms were wrapped around his neck. He brushed a strand of…
Lusty Adventures of a Horny Trophy Wife – 6 Don Abdul ©2010 Working in close proximity with the 20 year old intern Jack was becoming rather too painful for Lynda as his continued presence around her was driving her nuts with desire. Most times she would often fantasize about pouncing on him right there in…
When I dressed that morning, I thought carefully about what I would wear; I wanted to be prepared for whatever may lay ahead. I slipped on the silky black thong and bra I had bought especially. As soon as I pulled the stockings up I felt the wetness between my legs. There is something about…
Lusty Adventures of a Trophy Wife (Part 4) Don Abdul (c)2010 It had been a couple of weeks since Lynda returned from her Caribbean vacation, and although the memories of her ‘Caribbean Double Chocolate Dip’ kept her usually voracious sexual appetite in check for a while, libido was on the rise again. The dull ache…
This is my story of how I came about being a erotic story reader. This is a true story and experience, so please bear with me; it is also my first time writing on this topic. A few years back when I was still in college I started working a few hours each night part…
Mark received the divorce papers on a Friday afternoon. His wife was a first class bitch. They had just returned from a two week vacation in Hawaii and Tahiti on Sunday. Mark’s wife Laura had planned this divorce before their vacation and him receiving the divorce papers right before the weekend. A suitcase with some…
The Job Review I call you on the phone I ask you Becky to come to my office. I Robert inform you that I am thinking of firing you. I remind you that your job is at will. I am an older man that likes to use my power to control and dominate women. You…
You’re wearing those pants again. The black ones. With the zipper in the back. Man I love those! They fit your ass perfectly. You’re standing in your cube, reading something. I can’t tell what it is, but it definitely has your attention. I walk up behind you. Right behind you. I reach down and cup…
I went back home and found the house empty, not only was there no sound, but now even the walls seemed empty to me. I went to the computer and searched the net, read a couple of stories and even they left me empty in ways I needed filled. Writing had always been a thing…
“Get my shit and leave? I don’t fucking think so. I took your shit for almost an hour. I watched you get off over and over again. And you think I’m going to leave without getting something out of this arrangement?” “W-what are you going to do?” she asked. For the first time since I…