"If only his wife knew why he'd given her friend a job"
“Darling,” my wife simpers. “My friend Jenny is in a spot of financial trouble. She could really do with a job.”I gaze into her big brown eyes, staring up at me as she drops to her knees.“Could you find her...
"Money talks. A cock is a cock, whether it’s my boyfriend’s cock or a stranger’s cock."
I'm a typical teenager. I just graduated from high school and still live at home. My name is Julie and I'm eighteen. My boyfriend, Bruce, is my high school sweetheart. We have been dating for three years and have been...
"The time my former boss and I had some naughty fun on a work trip"
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...
Natalie radiated confidence in her carefully selected outfit as the swaying of her hips in rhythm with the clacking of her high heels left a trail of famished eyes.Underneath the pencil skirt that accentuated her hourglass figure, her toned legs...
"Mac and Grace start and end their day with some yummy "dessert""
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,...
"Disrespect leads a personal assistant to request six extra strokes of the cane..."
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...
Debbie hated her job because her boss was always staring at her breasts. She had asked her mother numerous times for a breast reduction, but she told her someday she would learn to appreciate them. Debbie is very petite and...
"Grace arranges for the house staff to come in late on Saturday..."
Chapter Thirty-SevenMac 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...
"A personal assistant comes during her strict office caning"
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....
