"Whore hard but keep a low profile..."
Thursday Afternoon...Danny had been distant since our chess game Monday morning. One reason was because his gaming computer had been ready for pick-up on Tuesday. Knowing how much he'd wanted a computer that wasn't cobbled together from this-n-that, I'd sat...
"Whore hard but keep a low profile..."
A Few Minutes Ago..."Dammit, Olivia! You can't just call up my boss and tell him I'm going to be late because you're horny!""You're absolutely right and I'll never do it again," I promised without meaning it as I tugged one...
"Christina receives her first lesson in whoring (and it's hard one)."
“Wow.”“No kidding.”“Not at all what I expected.”“Oh, really? That’s totally what I expected.”Dave laughed at Lindsay. “I call bullshit.”“Seriously?”“I mean, wow.”“Kayleigh can handle all the negotiating.” Having been swept off her feet a moment ago, Christina curled into Dave’s embrace...
"It's never too early to pop a cherry!"
“Look, baby, I’m sorry. I don’t know what else to say.” It’d been a lengthy, exhaustive shift for Lindsay – four turbocharged, grueling parties and currently setting up a fifth that would end her first “real” day back to work...
"Lindsay has sex with her favorite john."
She felt so fucking good.Dave Gregory blindly placed his empty beer bottle on the bistro table beside them, hoping it wouldn’t topple over and shatter. He’d pick it up later if Jim chose not to. Right now, Dave needed both...
"Whore hard but keep a low profile..."
A Few Seconds Later... Olivia's Apartment..."Why am I just now finding out that I'm having lunch with your parents? I thought we had a deal," Danny gritted out through clenched teeth. "You'd stop making plans that include me without asking.""Who...
"A late lunch on his expense account escalates beyond his wildest fantasies"
My job involves a lot of travel, and a lot of that travel takes me to college towns or, at least, cities that have very large universities, the kind that play big-time football. Let’s put it that way. As such,...
"Whore hard but keep out of sight..."
Tuesday Night/Wednesday Morning...Thirty demands for a re-match later, Danny and I went to bed. Sandra was passed out on the couch so I spread a blanket over her and left her to sleep it off. Danny watched, all the while...
"The uniquely intimate relationship between writer and reader."
After hours of thrashing about in bed, I hear the front door open and close, signaling it's time for me to play possum. Edward tiptoes about the room, no doubt praying I don’t wake. Playing the oblivious wife, a character...
"Trish, the lusty nurse, finds a way to see her favorite patient again."
Trish thrashed in her bed as she flogged her pussy with the large, life-like dildo she affectionately named “Mr. Pearson''. It had been over a month and she still couldn’t get him out of her head. Their encounter at work...