"Sometimes, a truth well told is the best way to cover your tracks."
‘You didn’t fucking hire her?!’‘Yes! Yes! I did!’‘Fuck me, Bobby! She’s fucking illiterate. You’ve hired a copywriter that can’t fucking write!’‘How would you fucking know, Johnny? You write like a bored schoolboy who’s rushing to finish the words bit so...
"Christmas drinks lead to ..."
It was the most sudden orgasm of her life, and one of the best.Paula is a part time nurse in a doctors surgery, a GP practice. Aged fifty-two she is still slim and fit, maybe not a head turner but...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
The Present...I'm late...I'm late...I'm late...I'm so late! That thread kept repeating in my head over and over again as I waited for the elevator. I'd just left the office of my last client of the day. An appointment usually lasts for...
"A job is just a job, right?"
“Erect or flaccid?” Terry asked.Looking up with a confused shake of her head, “I’m sorry, what?”“Oh, I’m sorry,” he replied, “The pose. Do you want me erect or flaccid?” Looking past her easel, Kerrigan took in the sight of her model’s...
"A lawyer and her porn star twin sister swap jobs for a day."
Leslie opened the door to her luxury apartment and set her belongings down on the kitchen counter. She had just worked twelve hours in the courtroom defending four different clients that day and was ready for bed. Leslie’s schedule was...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
Chapter Seven...The Present...Leaning over the sink to get a better look at my face in the mirror, I used a damp washcloth to remove the last traces of cum from my face. Why some men liked to come on my...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
Chapter 5...Nine Months Past...Dawdling in the hotel's hallway, I felt as nervous as I had the first time I'd been sent to meet a client. Glancing at my watch I saw more seconds I was being billed for tick past....
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
Chapter ThreeNine Months Past...I'd been meeting with clients for a couple of weeks when I got a text from Marla asking for a face-to-face after satisfying my last client. Marla had been great about letting me stash newly bought clothes...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
CHAPTER ONE...The Present... The cold, wet washcloth between my legs felt good against my used and slightly bruised pussy lips. 'Just-Call-Me-Jim' had been a vigorous lover. Looking into the bathroom mirror, I couldn't see any more cum on my pussy and...
"Having indulged Eric's belly button fetish, Lily opens up..."
The cashier had put on headphones and was playing with her phone. It was far, far into the night and Lily was the only person in the hospital cafe. She was too preoccupied to really want anything to eat or...