Front Desk Help Part 1 free porn video

1 year ago

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Desk Pet

It was time to bitch out my agent. When he said 'hello,' I launched into a speech about wasting my time. I know any struggling model and actress has strengths and weaknesses. My weakness doesn't seem fair. My tits are too big. I keep hearing 'We are looking for a younger girl.' That is a nice way for them to say I have tits like a porn star. I know my face is young and fresh. Busting out of a 34 DD means I look too sexual to be a commercial success.It is ironic, that I announced my decision to...

4 years ago

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Jenny Pt 2 Jennys Desk Job

Hello, my pet. There's been a change of plans. I had to go to the office to meet with a client—and he's made a lot of last-minute changes, which means that I have to stay here for awhile. So I want you to come down here to my office so I can amuse myself with you while I work. Tell the receptionist you're my new assistant—she'll tell you where to find me. Dress appropriately. See you soon... Darn, Jenny thought. She'd been looking forward to having Him come over. She'd put on her...

2 years ago

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Under Her Desk

Under Her Desk Under Her Desk It all started when I got a new job at the Hathaway Corporation.? I?d just graduated and now held a doctorate as well as my first degree.? I was pleased with my new position as Head of IT at this large PR company.? It had taken me a long time to find a decent job and I had finally come out to Southampton in Connecticut.? It had taken all my savings to set myself with a small flat in downtown Southampton but I was determined to succeed.? I was almost fifty and...

3 years ago

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The New Desks

The New Desks It was very strange being the only male in an otherwise totally female office. I’m sure that in another situation like that I would be the boss not the secretary to the boss. I had only been with the company for a month or so when we were moved into a new location. However, instead of a bigger area we were even more confined. Where the boss had a large office with her secretary right outside, she then had a smaller office with her secretary in her office with her....

4 years ago

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Trapped Under my Wifes Desk at Work

Thursday night I was really horny and wanted to have sex with my wife. Unfortunately I had cum too quickly and I could tell she was really unsatisfied and upset. She had gone to sleep mad at me and the next morning, Friday, she was getting ready for work when I had the day off. She put on her red dress and undershirt while I cooked breakfast. "I'm sorry about last night, babe. I'll make it up to you tonight after work," I said. I could tell she was upset and she didn't respond. She was in the...

4 years ago

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The Chinese Mahogany Desk

Mr Anderson was a dignified man. In his early forties, he was respected throughout the community as The All Girls Vittoria Academy’s Headmaster. With salt and pepper hair he was not an ugly man, but he was not a smoking hot young one. His look was distinguished, powerful. All Girls Vittoria was a prestigious school, a school that Mr Anderson took pride in. The school valued student appearance with great importance, as the girls, aged from 14–18, were each required to dress in regulation...

2 years ago

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It Started With Frank Madeski

Frank Madeski shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He wasn't feeling very well. The truth was, he hadn't been feeling well for a few days. 'Damn! I hope I'm not coming down with something! If I am, sure hope it passes soon. I don't have time to be sick!' he thought. Frank looked around the near empty bar. He knew that it was early yet, and it wouldn't be long before the regulars began filling in. Happy hour was only a half an hour away. He didn't know why, but it suddenly bothered him...

3 years ago

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Desk Job

"Have a good day at work Master!" she said, as she sent him off to his job one morning. The day was like any other and the routine was pretty predictable. She had made him breakfast, he has given her the chores she was to get done, and she sent him on his way. But during their breakfast conversation that morning Michelle had said something to him that stuck with him during the course of the day. "Master, I would really love to come down to your work and see what you do all day. I know you have...

4 years ago

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Desk Top Fun

No, it was not that kind of “desktop.” I'm not even sure “laptops,” as opposed to ”desktops,” had been invented yet at the time. In 1985, personal computers were still pretty clunky things that took up a lot of space, even though they might have fit on the top of a desk. They were just called “computers” and though my office had a couple, none of them was on my desk. Hell, they might have interfered with my view if they had been.And my view across the top of my desk was very pleasing that day....

4 years ago

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Frontage Road Hot Loads

Frontage Road Hot LoadsWhere I live here in the desert Southwest the freeways bypassed a lot of older small towns and stops along the way. Many survive but are quiet for the most part. Vast stretches of older state highways are now just frontage roads for the freeways and serve the isolated communities along the way. Very often guys pull off the freeway and drive stretches of these older roads for a change of scenery and the thrill of driving on old Rt 66 or one of the other classic routes....

3 years ago

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Under his Desk Ch3

Since my white master bent me over his desk and showed me what I am Oh shut the fuck up brain. God what happened?! When I got here this morning I felt so empowered and fierce. I was taking control -- moving our relationship forward. Now I feel so helpless and feeble, kneeling naked under his desk and leaking tears and cum onto the carpet -- getting off on being humiliated and completely at his mercy. Calling him master! Begging him to fuck me! My emotional compass is spinning like a...

3 years ago

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An Unexpected Bonus On His Desk

I’m stopping by the movie theater after school today to talk to the manager about getting my job back. Because I’m a college cheerleader, I can’t work during basketball season, but my manager had agreed to let me take those months off and he’d give my hours back when the season was over. Some of my coworkers complain that he only did it because he’s hot for me, and he would never have made that deal for someone who wasn’t attractive. They’re probably right. I don’t care. If my looks help me get...

4 years ago

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The Desk Ornament

She knocked on the door of the office and stepped inside. The office was serviceable but not overly spacious. Efficient was what came to her mind. As she walked into the room he was sitting at his desk, but his back was to her as he pulled files from a file cabinet behind him. Her heart pounded in anticipation of seeing him once again. “Good morning, Gorgeous,“ she said softly, in greeting. When he looked up, his eyes had a glitter to them, somewhere between happiness and pure lust. A fireball...

1 year ago

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An Unexpected Bonus On His Desk

I’m stopping by the movie theater after school today to talk to the manager about getting my job back. Because I’m a college cheerleader, I can’t work during basketball season, but my manager had agreed to let me take those months off and he’d give my hours back when the season was over. Some of my coworkers complain that he only did it because he’s hot for me, and he would never have made that deal for someone who wasn’t attractive. They’re probably right. I don’t care. If my looks help me get...

4 years ago

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The Desk

I was sweating, but Mr. Johnson looked calm. He’d been calm for the whole fucking negotiation, all forty-five minutes of it. He was slouched in his black leather chair behind his large, elegant desk, with the faintest hint of a smug smile on his face. No matter how hard I pushed or what threats I made he kept that smug smile. “I do believe you’re lying, Mr. Henry,” he said, as I felt the sweat collecting at the ridge of my brow. “I… I… okay. I can do ten, but no lower, honestly.” He...

1 year ago

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on my bosss desk

This is based on a true story.My name is Lynlee, I am 31 years old and happily married with 3 k**s. My husband and I have an open marriage and I am encouraged to be “adventurous”I work for a small company in Utah that sells insurance. My boss, Andy, is an attractive older man in his 50’s. A few weeks ago, he and I became sexually active after I gave him a blowjob in his car. My boss had been sexually deprived by his unfaithful wife for the past 6 months and had never in his life experienced a...

4 years ago

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Desk Lust by loyalsock

She knelt before him, eyes down cast, not meeting his gaze. She was nude except for her heels, collar and cuffs. As she knelt, she made sure that her legs were slightly spread so he could see her pussy, well shaved and lips parted slightly in arousal. The fire in her ass and shoulders still making her swoon from the flogging he had given her as a reward.She could not look into his eyes now. Especially not now. His gaze had a power over her now that could strip her to her soul and lay her bare...

3 years ago

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Sweet Princess Chapter 2 The Desk

After the reading of my father’s will I was awarded the keys to mansion, they unlocked to complete wonders of the house. Lucy, whom was with me during the will, drove me home. During the whole journey home I twiddled the keys between my fingers, I was wondering if I held the key to my father’s secret room. As we came up the gravel drive I noticed a small brass key that didn’t look big enough to open a door but instead a cabinet or desk. I got out the car and wondered aimlessly towards the...

4 years ago

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Historia 8 La Cita 2 Parte

Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...

4 years ago

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Compartments

Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...

2 years ago

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Compartments

(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...

3 years ago

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Desk Set

I was hard at work figuring out a particularly difficult issue involving the purchase of firewall hardware, trying to determine which would be best at combating the specific types of spam we get, when a knock came at my door. It was my secretary, who for the first time in five years, was late to work. I am a pretty easy going boss, so I smiled and put down the reports from my managers on the firewalls, and sat her down. I offered her some coffee (I know, I know, most CTOs do not get their own...

4 years ago

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The Desk

Yet another trip to Home Depot, Paula had been in there so much lately she was about ready to get fitted for an orange apron. Back to the paint section, again, this time with a desk drawer in hand. Along the way, she picked up sandpaper and a hand sander. Holding the drawer up to the display with the stained wood samples, she searched in vain for the right color. ‘You’re in here almost as much as I am.’ She turned, it was him! They had seen each other many times at the store, but never...

4 years ago

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At Your Desk

I stepped through the door and looked around. "One more day at the Office," I joked to myself. Smiling, I put my bag down by the cooler and walked over to the empty desk outside the door to your office. I sat down in the chair and straightened the stacks of paper. Swinging the chair from side to side, crossing my legs in the short black skirt you had sent me. Wondering what you had planned.Your office door was closed and I heard the sounds of movement from within. My heart started to race and I...

3 years ago

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At Your Desk

I stepped through the door and looked around. "One more day at the Office," I joked to myself. Smiling, I put my bag down by the cooler and walked over to the empty desk outside the door to your office. I sat down in the chair and straightened the stacks of paper. Swinging the chair from side to side, crossing my legs in the short black skirt you had sent me. Wondering what you had planned.Your office door was closed and I heard the sounds of movement from within. My heart started to race and I...

3 years ago

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Under the Desk

As I walked into John’s office, the first thing that I noticed was his desk. It was littered with books and papers and computer disks. The second thing that I noticed was that he was not in it. I took a moment to refresh my lipstick, a bright shade of red, and returned to the receptionist’s desk. “Oh yes, I’m sorry,” she said. “He’s gone to lunch. He should be back in 10 minutes or so. Feel free to wait in his office if you like.” I nodded and...

3 years ago

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Alone at late night in my desk

That evening at dusk I was sitting in my office, tired after a very long day. Luckily, it had been a productive one. I had had interesting meetings with new customers from the firm and everything seemed to be right.My desk, usually full of papers, documents and dossiers, tonight was clear. I closed my eyes for a moment, wondering if it could stay this way every single day of the long week...I needed to relax just a bit, before getting up and start going back home…I was really tired, but not so...

3 years ago

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Hidden under the desk

That afternoon I really needed a good relief for my stress. I was totally exhaust after a long week; but still I had to complete Friday at work…My Boss Andrew called me to his office. When I went into, he was on the pone. He motioned me in quietly and I shut the door behind me. After listening for a few seconds, it was clear he was talking to his wife. He was telling her something about how he just still needed time to build his trust in her back up. I walked around his desk and got down on my...

3 years ago

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Under the desk

I sit in the darkness, knowing you will be in soon. I hide under your desk, kneeling, my neck bent, and not thinking about the cramped space I’ve squeezed my 6ft 3 frame into. I’m not here for my comfort, I’m here for your secret pleasure. Just before eight I hear voices from somewhere in the office. I squeeze back against the up stand of the desk as a pair of sexy heels pull the leather chair back from the desk. They stop, your voice becoming clearer as you sit down and pull yourself in. ...

1 year ago

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At My Desk

I made it a habit to get to the office earlier than the others. There were really good reasons for it, some were work related but most were because of her. And when she could, she would come in early too. Sometimes it was to just say hi, to smile and walk her sexy ass away. But most mornings we tried to sneak in some serious lip locking in a secluded area of the office. It was risky but oh so sweet. You see, we discovered that we had a common interest. It was raw, physical but...

3 years ago

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Desk Escapade

Sarah the receptionist was bent over the desk, her tantalizing rear standing out like a beacon calling out to me. The elbow of one hand rested on the formica-topped desk while the other hand cradled a receiver into which she cooed softly. I stepped around her high chair, and keeping well out of sight, placed a hand on her brazenly stuck out bum and ran it lightly over her bottom. She turned her head slightly and shot me a rather spiteful glance but continued talking. I fondled one cheek,...

4 years ago

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An Oak Desk and A Tiny Skirt

Katie clenched her fists as she squinted at her laptop screen, frustrated that she still had another thousand words of her essay to write tonight. Reaching for a hairband to tie her long tresses into a messy bun she heard the muffled, thumping techno music emanating from the bottom floor of her house. Katie was in her final year of University doing an English Literature degree, and lived with three other student girls: Michelle, Gabriella and Haniyah. It was a Thursday night and they’d decided...

4 years ago

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Taken at my own desk

One Friday at work my Boss handed me a lot of papers to check out and asked me if I could stay late night at the office; because he needed a solution for a particular item and the only person to solve the problem was just me…So I called my hubby to let him know I would be working late. When everybody left the building like Elvis; the only other person around was Jeremy, the young black security guard on patrol.He found me sitting at my desk and I told him that I would be in the office for a few...

3 years ago

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Desk Escapade

Sarah the receptionist was bent over the desk, her tantalizing rear standing out like a beacon calling out to me. The elbow of one hand rested on the formica-topped desk while the other hand cradled a receiver into which she cooed softly. I stepped around her high chair, and keeping well out of sight, placed a hand on her brazenly stuck out bum and ran it lightly over her bottom. She turned her head slightly and shot me a rather spiteful glance but continued talking. I fondled one cheek,...

2 years ago

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Under his desk Ch 2

How long will he keep me here kneeling sideways under his desk, pitifully squeezed in the too-small space between his knees and the mahogany backing? Why am I letting him keep me here? I glance over, thinking about saying something. His fully-erect cock looks back at me. He's already hard again, and that scares me back into silence. He isn't touching himself or anything, but the too-young asian girls on his laptop are still being fucked and flogged. I watched a few, and they're all...

3 years ago

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Under his desk

I'm far from put off by this. I mean don't get me wrong, I have no desire to fuck my way to the top, and also I'm painfully aware of the whole white-man asian-girl power-dynamic cliche. But taking all that out of the equation, at the end of the day, would I fuck him? Not just yeah but hell yeah. If he'd actually just come right out and said "Listen Rachel, sex is a going to be part of this job description" I would have been like "Matt do you promise?" But he hasn't asked. I get...

4 years ago

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Under Her Desk

It was her certainty that threw me; the way she skillfully tossed the directive into the conversation like a casual observation. One minute we were talking about the minutiae of office life, toner supplies or stationary vendors, I can't even remember what, and the next she was asking me to... well..."Get on your knees and crawl under my desk," she said, glancing up from her paperwork, her dark eyes suddenly narrow and focused, mouth curled up in a sultry smile."Ms. Monroe?" I replied, sure that...

2 years ago

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HELPING MYSELF TO THE PLUMBERS HELPER

The plumber was nothing to look at short kind of fat ugly hair on his lip and he smelled like Ben-gay but his helper on the other hand was an a dream come true tall blond muscular with deep blue eyes I couldn't keep my eyes from straying to his crotch where a telltale bulge was visible...I knew the plumber thought I was a real woman but his helper kept stealing looks at me I suspected he was on to me even though I look totally hot as a woman and most times they can't tell some guys just...

3 years ago

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Under the desk

I sit in the darkness, knowing you will be in soon. I hide under your desk, kneeling, my neck bent, and not thinking about the cramped space I’ve squeezed my 6ft 3 frame into. I’m not here for my comfort, I’m here for your secret pleasure. Just before eight I hear voices from somewhere in the office. I squeeze back against the up stand of the desk as a pair of sexy heels pull the leather chair back from the desk. They stop, your voice becoming clearer as you sit down and pull yourself in. ...

3 years ago

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Under her desk

You arrive at her office and take the elevator up. She meets you in the hallway. She has on a gray business skirt and blouse that accentuates her curves and boobs. You marvel silently and wish you could reach down and adjust to prepare for your inevitable erection. She greets you professionally, not wanting to display any kind of unprofessional behavior to her co-workers. You follow her to her office. You're meeting her for a lunch date and this week two of your dating her.You enter her office...

3 years ago

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Head at My Office Desk

The playful and polite flirting had been going one for about 3 months, only a month after she started. Her job was to manage the administrative takes for our department. She came into your office about twice a day and always initiated polite conversations. Sometimes she would stand in the doorway her back to the hall and facing you while you sat at your desk. She would wear tight skirts just above her knees and always with black tights. The skirts she wore fit snugly around her large hips...

1 year ago

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300 Spartans Making Spartans

Theron won the great sparta and Queen of Sparta. By doing sexual war with Queen Gorgo. [email protected]

3 years ago

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Under The Desk

Hi Honey. God, sorry it's so late. Those assholes kept the meetings going forever. It's alright, Scott. I was just sorting out the bills and stuff. Kids in bed? Yeah. That daughter of yours has delusions, you know. Yeah? She thinks she's in charge around here. Oh. Yeah, oh. You know where she gets that, right? I know what you think. Yeah, bet you do. Bastard. Hey, I didn't phone so you could call me names. No? Uh uh. Well, not that sort. Oh, what sort then? Something more...

4 years ago

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SPH III The Return of Santas Perverted Helper

For the third time that cold December afternoon I tried to adjust the digital binoculars on the house across the street but I was unable to focus them. That was because my young assistant had succeeded in removing my yule log from its confinement and she was doing her best to grow it to its full holiday dimensions with her small, warm hands. “Susie, if you keep that up then we’ll never be able to accomplish this mission,” I told her, hoping it would stop her from what she was doing though...

2 years ago

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SELLING SARAH WITH MY FREINDS HELP PART1

(CONTINUED FROM BREAKING SARAH WITH MY FRIENDS HELP) Rowan had gone to the supermarket to buy the alcohol and John had headed downstairs to phone up some friends as potential clients, There was just Sarah and me in the room, I untied her from the head-rail of my bed, her wrists had markings from her being tied up with her own panties, she began rubbing her wrists with her hands to ease the soreness, I started to stroke the top of her head, letting my fingers run through her hair, slowly...

3 years ago

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Santas Perverted Little Helper My Real Life Fanta

The winter morning arrived clear and bright with just a hint of frost in the air. Of course to me it felt like paradise and not just because winter was in the air and I would shortly be resuming my duties as one of Santa Claus’ most trusted helpers. Today I would be having a reunion with little Justine Walker.She was the formerly naughty minx who I had helped in turning from the path of naughtiness to the superior path of niceness. It had been a year to the day when we had met and experienced,...

3 years ago

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ma femme et mon client 2eme partie

nous etions a table et attendions les miss qui etaient partie se faire un brin de toilettes ,le temps nous semblaient long ,trop long mon client et nous decidons d aller voir ce qu elle faisaient etant donné qu on avait tres faimnous montons dans ma chambre ou se trouve aussi notre salle de bain privative et la en entrant dans la chambre nous les voyons toute les deux nue sur le lit ,encore humide de la douche avec un etalage de gode ma femme a une collection exceptionnelle ,j avoue je lui en...

3 years ago

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Sunday with Miss Suzy Premire partie

Sunday--Miss Suzy Premi?re partie "The best things in life are free. The second best are very expensive." Since I de-planed in the Big Apple (I came from Ohio, but am most certainly not a Scientologist--unless an impeccable platinum banded solitaire ring of about five carats is part of the deal) I've had oodles of marriage proposals and was even, briefly, engaged. All very flattering, but I can afford to be choosy--or could. I think it's well past time if a lady is unmarried at 3...

3 years ago

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Second helpings anyone

….. Part one of the story of a middle-aged, respectable married woman, who’s world is tipped upside-down when her suburban vanilla cocoon is sliced wide open by the heartless barbs of cruel fate, casting her into an inescapable morass of blackmail, humiliation and depravity. The catalyst was one warm Summer Wednesday morning not long after her 44th birthday. It was then, for the first time ever, her whole being was wracked by what seemed like an endless string of multiple orgasms, during...

4 years ago

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The front desk girl

I am a manager at a local hotel so I make it a point to hire only the youngest and prettiest girls to work part time at the front desk. So let me fill you in on how it goes down. Just the other day I was coming in right after Crissy, a part time High school we have help out on the front desk. So she has her attention on helping a guest, and this is the perfect time for me to slip a few hundred bucks out of the drawer, and slip it in my pocket. Now needless to say when she goes to...

4 years ago

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Sharing Cindy Chapter 13 Coworker Cliff Fucks Her Over Her Desk

Introduction: Cindy and the Motorcycle mechanic at work. Sharing Cindy Chapter 13 During the last chapter I mentioned that my wifes boss, Louie had decided to purchase a Harley dealership. Of course this came with a little help from Cindy in making the previous owners very happy and willing to make a good deal. She was rewarded by her boss with an offer of a job at the new dealership. Of course she took it. Having a wife who works for a Harley dealership definitely has its benefits. We were...

3 years ago

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The Desk Clerk

Traveling for a living can be a boring and lonely existence. As a private investigator working within the trucking insurance industry, I spent roughly three weeks per month on the road. It didn’t take long to realize that the better hotels and motels are the only places to stay. You just never know what you’ll get with the cheaper places. Therefore, I have stayed at Holiday Inns almost exclusively, for a number of years. With a few exceptions, they offer clean, comfortable accommodations at a...

2 years ago

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The Desk Clerk

Introduction: A private investigator finds a jewel in a big city jungle. Traveling for a living can be a boring and lonely existence. As a private investigator working within the trucking insurance industry, I spent roughly three weeks per month on the road.It didn’t take long to realize that the better hotels and motels are the only places to stay. You just never know what you’ll get with the cheaper places. Therefore, I have stayed at Holiday Inns almost exclusively, for a number of years....

3 years ago

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over the teachers desk

as we said goodnight there was definate tension in the air between us my heart racing as i got on the bus and it was obvious how both of us felt. it certainly gave me something to think about when i got home and he was on my mind the whole time as i lay on my bed bringing myself to a juddering orgasm.the next few times we saw eachother we both new what we wanted eventually he said "do you want to pop by my office on friday to discuss your essay i agreed.knocking and pushing the door open in one...

4 years ago

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The Desk Clerk

Traveling for a living can be a boring and lonely existence. As a private investigator working within the trucking insurance industry, I spent roughly three weeks per month on the road. It didn't take long to realize that the better hotels and motels are the only places to stay. You just never know what you'll get with the cheaper places. Therefore, I have stayed at Holiday Inns almost exclusively, for a number of years. With a few exceptions, they offer clean, comfortable accommodations at...

1 year ago

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Sex On The Boss Desk

It was Monday morning and Shandy was not glad to be back at work. It was a beautiful day outside and she was sick of being cooped up indoors and stuck behind a typewriter. As she sat there day dreaming, her boss came out of his office and walked in to hers. Shandy got a shock to see that his cock was hanging out of his zipper. He must have forgotten to put it away after he had been to the bathroom. 'Excuse me, Mr Green,' she said, as she pointed to his zipper. 'What is it, Shandy?' he asked....

3 years ago

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Santas Perverted Helper or Susie Learns What Happens To Naughty Girls

(or Susie Learns What Happens To Naughty Girls) By rutger5 (An original story-copyright 2012) “Would you keep up you little brat. Really Billy you’re impossible sometimes. If it’s not bad enough I have to walk you home everyday instead of going to the mall with my friends you always have to be a slowpoke.” “I’m sorry Susie but my legs are shorter than yours” the adorable tyke replied as he struggled to keep up with his much older sister though his backpack laden with...

1 year ago

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Santas Helper

This is a follow up story to my wife's 40th birthday present. To review briefly, we shared a fantasy for years about having a young man enjoy my wife's hot sweet nectar and finally with some teasing, I got it set up and she enjoyed a young black college man. I watched them but she didn't know it.I suggested that perhaps we could repeat the event for her next birthday but that it should be a threesome with her enjoying me and a lover. She jokingly suggested that perhaps it could be sooner,...