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Roxy (Roxanne) Reeves had prominent breasts and a great butt.
Guys would look at the curvature of her backside and they would think of only one thing. Females would look at it and only think of one thing too, and that was oh to have an ass that looked like that.
Everyone in the general office of Baxley Walton LLP, Attorneys at Law, had some kind of definitive title but all HR could come up with for Roxy was ‘office assistant’ without that being defined.
It was discovered Roxy could type with only two fingers, was confused by computers, had asked for an easier question when invited to describe the difference between an invoice and a statement and she admitted possessing no skills at sorting mail because no one had ever written to her.
Roxy was employed because no one in HR had the courage to tell Tom Baxley his niece was a bimbo unsuitable for office employment.
The only spare desk was behind the three receptionists. Roxy sat there and, having no duties to perform, spent her time working on her nails, brushing her lush chestnut hair and adjusting her bra or reading play scripts or light romances.
It became quite common for men approaching reception to notice Roxy adjusting her bra or stockings and their memory recall would fail when asked by a receptionist how could she assist.
Roxy liked her job. The money was good, she could handle everything she was asked to do such as making coffee and showing visitors to the toilets and after patient tutoring she learned to place invoices in piles the right way up and sorted according to date. She also learned to act as relief receptionist between 1:00 and 2:00 when all she had to say to callers was sorry the office was closed for lunch but she could show them where the toilets were.
Young women like Roxy dream of getting their big break. One would have thought that Roxy would never be in line for anything but then who knows what fate can bring.
The rude, foul-mouthed and generally detestable Gerry Truman, the most unpopular attorney in the office, could be heard yelling in the office of HR manager Thelma Whitlock why the fucking hell couldn’t she supply him with a temporary PA while a suitable replacement was being head-hunted?
Mrs Whitlock could have yelled because no one wanted to work for such an asshole but instead she yelled, ‘Then go and pick one of the receptionists.’
When hearing that comment the three receptionists raced off to the toilets. Jerry came out, saw that Roxy was alone in reception. He looked at her tits and grinned and said, ‘Follow me darling… grab your possessions.’
Jerry held the elevator for Roxy who was racing as fast as she could on her high heels and carrying her handbag and a bag holding her office-issue items.
Eyeing the breast wobble, Jerry said, ‘Here we go Roxy. You are very attractive.’
‘Why thank you Mr Truman. You appear very nice. Why is it that people in the general office call you obnoxious?’
Jerry had to think about that one before saying, ‘A case of mistaken identity perhaps?’
When they reached his office five floors up, Roxy put down her bags and said, ‘Mr Truman, please turn around to me. Here let me fix your tie, it’s crooked God you pong of cigars, don’t you use clothing and breathe fresheners? I don’t mind cigar smoke but not the stale smell of cigars.’
‘My wife was forever complaining,’ Jerry said. ‘We are presently separated.’
‘I wonder why?’ Roxy muttered.
‘I’ve heard it said you are not too bright,’ Jerry countered.
‘I could say the same for you,’ Roxy said. ‘Would you rather I return to main reception?’
Jerry looked at her breasts and said hell no. He briefed her, saying he’d keep it simple. All Roxy had to do was make coffee for Jerry and whoever was in his office at the time and then clear away, to keep anyone from entering his office when he was with clients and to open Jerry’s mail and take phone calls.
A stream of people came to see Jerry throughout the day and most left saying to Roxy, ‘Great coffee Miss.’
The 26-year old went into Jerry’s office at the end of the working day to find he wasn’t there but she noticed the door to his toilet was slightly ajar.
‘Are you okay Mr Truman?’
‘God is that you Roxy don’t come in,’ he called with the edge of desperation a guy’s voice sounds like when he’s near to ejaculation.
Roxy was dumb enough to ignore the request and opened the door to find Jerry was on the John with one leg resting on the vanity.
He was jerking off.
‘Here you have no need to do that when I’m around,’ Roxy said sweetly, ignoring Jerry’s embarrassed and darkening look.
Roxy dropped to her knees, pushed his hand aside and took Jerry’s thick 7-inch overly-red erection into her mouth and reached down into her bra. She pulled out a boob and found Jerry’s hand and placed it on the warm flesh with its stiffening nipple.
‘Oh Jesus,’ bleated Jerry, sending stream after stream of warm semen down Roxy’s gullet.
Semen arriving faster than she could swallow flowed down Roxy’s chin and disappeared under the scooped neckline of her dress and she just smiled as her spluttering stopped.
‘Oh Roxy, I am so sorry, so dreadfully sorry. I’ve had such trouble getting off lately because of marital pressure I had no idea the scraping effect of your buck-teeth could get me off so quickly.’
‘It’s okay Mr Truman. Here allow me to towel you dry. You have a very impressive erection. I bet your wife is missing getting that missile up her.’
‘Er yes. Um are you sexually active?’
‘I’d like to be but in coming to this city I’ve separated from my regular supply of horny guys and so am running on empty at the moment.’
‘Um Roxy…’
‘Yes you are welcome to fuck me Mr Truman. Actually I’d really appreciate it. I find it disconcerting not having frequent sex.’
He leered and said she was a real gem and invited her to call him Jerry. He asked would she like to move in with him, adding that he was rattling around it bored with his own company at the moment.
‘That sounds lovely but be warned, I can’t cook although I can do boiled eggs and heat up beans in tins.’
‘That’s fine, we can eat out. Where do you live now?’ asked the 48-year old, expecting her to say at a rooming house.
‘I live with your business partner Tom Baxley and his wife who is my aunt.’
Jerry looked stunned but then looked relieved when Roxy said it wasn’t Uncle Tom’s business to know who she lived with.
‘Why don’t you just lie when you shift in with me and say you’ll be rooming with a couple of lovely young women you have met?’
‘Oh that’s a great idea. Trust an attorney to come up with something sly like that.’
Jerry smiled, enjoying a woman who could speak to him candidly.
His phone went and he pulled it off his belt of his pants that were still around his ankles.
‘Oh hi Tom,’ he said guiltily and Roxy smiled and that gave him confidence.
She couldn’t hear what her uncle was saying and all Jerry said was yes three times, oh really once and very well once and the conversation ended.
‘Do you have a passport?’
‘Yes, I go to Italy to visit my sister who lives there and is married to an Italian.’
‘Well be prepared to leave for a law conference in Sydney, Australia, in ten days. The management committee has voted that I should be the person to go and your uncle just told me I better take my PA because none of the paralegal staff wish to accompany me.’
‘Why have you been chosen to go to Australia if you are so unpopular?’
‘The other partners will hang out to attend conferences in Europe and I’m not popular with the paralegals.’
‘What because you smell of sexy cigars and have wandering hands?’
Jerry smiled and said she was smarter than she looked and Roxy accepted that as a compliment.
Jerry drove Roxy home, stopping the Mercedes just beyond Tom’s home so they didn’t recognize his jade green metallic coupe and he then drove off. She told her aunt and uncle she was shifting out immediately as she’d found two reliable roommates to share with. Her aunt and uncle made noises about not wanting her to leave but she thought they looked relieved.
Her aunt said in surprise, ‘You mean you are going now?’
‘Yes, the new month for rent starts today and is collected later tonight.’
‘Give your niece money towards her first month of living independently Tom. How much do you need darling?’
‘Oh five hundred would be really appreciated,’ Roxy said, giving her pained looking uncle a dazzling smile.
Roxy went by cab to Jerry’s apartment and thought her aunt and uncle were very remiss not asked her questions about her room mates and not asking for the address. Roxy had never been trained to think deeply, her natural approach was to take most things lightly and whenever there was a problem she preferred to cut and run. But riding in the cab she knew she was heading into unknown territory and gave it some thought.
She’d never lived with a guy but had thought one day that event would come. But was she committing to a big mistake? The guy was almost twice her age, married and big cheese in the law firm where she worked. There was potential, real potential, for everything to come unstuck for her. Jerry could quickly tired of her because she was not very good at proceeding past small talk, her supervisor at work could find out about her liaison and report it and she’d be fired and Uncle Tom could be disgusted with her and would tell her to fuck off or whatever term he’d chose to use but it would mean the same thing.
She sighed but decided to press on. She’d already decided to take the chance because she was keen to have a guy show sexual interest in her. Anyway people were always saying sometimes it paid to take a big chance because chances were few and far between. Yeah that was right. She had to take her chances as they came.
The doorman asked Roxy for her name and she said Roxy.
He smiled and said yes Mr Truman had said she would call herself Roxy rather than Miss Reeves. Roxy didn’t blink because she was used to people implying she was dumb but then the doorman said something that made her smile.
‘You know Roxy, if you stay in this dull tomb your influence will be like a bright light. The elevators are over there. Press 321 on the pad when the elevator stops and that will alert Mr Truman.’
She picked up her two bags and said, ‘What’s your name.’
‘Morrison.’
‘No your first name silly.’
He smiled and said Arnold but his buddies call him Arnie.
‘Well you have a nice night and get home to your family in a good mood Arnie.’
‘Oh thanks Roxy. Here please allow me to carry your bags to the elevator.’
Roxy pressed 123 on the pad and nothing happened. She mumbled ‘Silly me’ and pressed 321 and after a 10-second delay a voice from the speaker said, ‘Welcome to our little love nest Roxy. Turn left and take the third door on your right. The door will be ajar.’
She hurried to the first open door she saw, not wishing to be seen and have the neighbors thinking that perhaps Mr Truman had called in a hooker.
Roxy entered, closed the door and looked at Jerry, scarcely recognized him. He was wearing a black polo and slim-cut brown trousers and a pair of ancient loafers instead of a dark suit, striped shirt and clashing striped tie. She really must do something about his clothing if she were to live with him.
‘Hi,’ she said. ‘It’s good to see you looking homely.’
‘I er Roxy.’
‘Yes?’
‘Um I’ve been thinking…’
He stopped and she took over.
‘You now think this might be a bad idea?’
He smiled gratefully and said yes.
‘Well let’s fuck and then I’ll go.’
He licked his lips but then frowned and said he really didn’t think…’
‘Shut up Jerry. Be a man. When hot pussy presents, go for it.’
Jerry looked dazed.
Roxy dropped her bags and went forward and began pulling up his polo to remove it but he resisted.
She reached down and cupped his cock and balls.
He froze.
‘Come on Jerry, get it up hard for me. This is why I’m here isn’t it?’
‘Is it?’
She sighed and said lightly, ‘Come of Jerry, forget about your whore of a wife and enjoy a good fuck.’
‘Whore?’
‘That’s what I heard in the Ladies. Two office seniors were discussing your marital separation and one said you caught your wife and your best buddy fucking on the lounge carpet.’
‘She said that? But no one else but me, my wife and her slime ball were there when I caught them at it.’
‘Well obviously one of you talked about it.’
As Roxy dropped to her knees and unzipped him and dug out his limp cock, Jerry wailed, ‘Jesus is nothing sacrosanct?’
‘I have no idea,’ Roxy said, licking the fat head and assuming he was talking about his marital privacy becoming public knowledge. She knew if she wished to understand what he was talking about she’d have to look up that word sackra-something but she didn’t know how to spell it.
Stymied.
No.
Jerry’s dick thickened in her hand and he brushed her chestnut fringe away from her eyes.
‘Hmmm.’
He looked back down and saw her pale green eyes staring up at him and then she deliberately scraped her buckteeth along half the length of his growing erection. When the teeth collided with the rim of the helmet he jerked and groaned and his cock went rigid as if reinforced with titanium rods.
‘Omigod Roxy,’ he panted. ‘Scrape my dick like that again.’
‘Omigod Jerry,’ Roxy said in awe, pulling away and eyeing his er manhood. ‘This cock is a real honey.’
Poor Jerry. He whimpered a warning that was too late and blew, all over Roxy’s face.
He looked devastated but Roxy just smiled, wiped semen out of one of her eyes with the hem of his polo shirt and squeezing his balls lightly, resumed giving the best fellatio Jerry could ever remember receiving.
She read the signs and stopped just short of triggering his ejaculation.
‘To the bed,’ Jerry commanded, unbuckling and as he strode off.
‘What the marital bed?’ she asked, hurrying after him.
‘Yes,’ he roared. ‘That’s where that whore fucked my treacherous pal.’
According to rumor that crime took place on the carpet.
‘But other times they would have fucked on the bed. Oh good, what have I done by kicking her out and into the clutches of or despicable fornicator.
Roxy cooed. ‘After I finish you on that bed this evening you will no longer have a hang-up over throwing out that whore.’
‘God you are tough,’ he said, almost tripping in his haste to remove his trousers.
‘And you need to toughened up and not bully other people.’
‘What?’
‘You heard. Now lick my pussy and go easy around my clit.’
Later when Roxy returned from the shower feeling refreshed and sexually satisfied, she demanded, ‘Well?’
‘I want you to stay. Please live with me darling Roxy.’
‘Oh of course. You are such a polite boy. I’ve left the shower running for you. Off you go and we’ll go out for dinner. You can walk I assume?’
‘Yeah… I’ve rested sufficiently. Gee you’re a real goer in bed Roxy.’
She smiled and said well wasn’t that the purpose in life for women?
He went off chucking and she heard him singing in the shower, exhibiting quite a good voice. She reasoned it would have been a long time since he last sang because bad singers don’t sing often.
In the elevator the adulterer said to his hooker, ‘You are a real tonic to me Roxy. I couldn’t believe it when in the shower I began singing. It’s a long, long time since I last sang in the shower. You know this is beginning to feel like m
y rebirth.’
Delighted Roxy pulled out a tit for him.
‘Roxy, security cameras,’ he choked, looking up near the top of the elevator car.
‘So what? Suck my nipple and give the people who might look at the recording of what’s going on in this elevator a good opportunity to masturbate.’
‘God Roxy, you’re incorrigible,’ he said.
Roxy smiled, knowing what that word meant. Her mother used to whine using that word when attempting to censure Roxy for having Ruby, Roxy’s best girlfriend, in the bedroom with the door locked and Roxy would argue what they did wasn’t so wrong.
The doorman opened the main door for them, standing at attention.
‘Thanks Morrison.’
‘Thanks Arnie. Take flowers home tonight and you might get lucky.’
He grinned.
As they walked off Roxy sighed when Jerry asked, ‘Who’s Arnie?’
* * *
Sophie Scott, director of HR for the practice of 48 attorneys and 31 support staff, many of them paralegals, went to the office of the partnership’s co-founder Tom Baxley, chairman of the executive management team.
‘I have a busy meeting Sophie, this better be important.’
‘You be the judge of that,’ she said softly. ‘Jerry Truman has requisitioned Admin for air travel and a hotel suite for two to attend a law conference in Sydney.’
‘Yes of course, the professional committee decided that and I approved it.’
Sophie said flatly, ‘The name of his support person is Roxy Reeves.’
Tom’s head jerked up and he said, ‘What the hell? The only Roxy Reeves we have working here is my niece who is the lowest form of clerk in the main office.’
‘Yes Tom. Moreover I arrived at work half an hour ago to find an email from Jerry canceling his demand for us to find him a suitable replacement merit and he’s requested that Roxy Reeves be appointed his PA.’
‘But Roxy is clueless. She probably doesn’t know what a PA is?’
‘I thought it imperative to pass on this information Tom.’
Tom snorted, ‘Damn right Sophie, damn right. How the hell could this happen?’
‘I gave that some thought Tom and the only thing I came up with was possible sexual attraction.’
‘But Jerry is almost old enough to be Roxy’s father.’
‘In my experience, age is not a consideration for some men when it comes to sex.’
Tom snapped he was not that so well-informed about in-the-trough liaisons.
‘What the hell should I do about this?’
Sophie asked could she speak frankly and was told of course, she was the expert in human resources and work relationships.
‘You’ll be familiar with the phrase let sleeping dogs lie?’
‘Oh Jesus Sophie, I expected something better than that from you.’
‘The absentee co-founder of this firm three marriages ago was Mrs Thelma Truman, Tom’s mother, and if Tom complains to her he’d been unreasonably treated here, his mother will arrive breathing brimstone because of her huge guilt in dumping Jerry’s father when the boy was an impressionable 12-year old and his test pilot father was his hero but then the hero jumped off a bridge and…’
‘Yes yes, and the poor guy landed head-first on the deck of a tugboat. He was my pal as well you know. Fuck me, this is such a mess.’
‘Tom I know you are stressed but…’
‘But what?’
‘You just used the F-word.’
Tom apologized and received a warm smile along with the thank you.
‘We go back a long way Tom. I’d forgive you for anything.’
Tom nodded and said, ‘Your best advice is for me to ignore this and just let it run and hope that not too many people realize Roxy is my niece and that I asked you to hire her.’
‘I’m not sure that anyone knows you asked me to do that. I certainly haven’t mentioned it to anyone. Yes let sleeping dogs lie. Life can be such a bitch at times Tom and we both know it,’ Sophie said, leaving the office.
Tom sat, a hand on his forehead, feeling a headache coming on. He thought back long ago when Sophie was his PA and when away with him at meetings and conventions gave him the best sex of his life. His headache receded when he remembered the oft-quoted management advice, ‘Never hire a relative’. Well he’d been thoroughly seduced by Roxy’s over-sexed mother a few times many years ago.
A few minutes later Sophie called and suggested Tom check out the in-house electronic Noticeboard.
Tom sighed. Some smart-ass tart had uploaded a piece headed ‘Jerry Truman’s new PA. Way to go Jerry, you’re not getting any younger’.
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FUCK!PLEASE DON'T......." That was all I could say for now. Tears streaming down my face,body covered in blue and red bruises. How in the hell did I end up this way. Shit!I didn't even know the answer to that fucking question. I feel like i'm going to black the fuck out. My head feels light and I swear my whole body is numb.Earlier tonight..................................................."Hey guys I will be back in a few hours," I explain to my roommates. Before I leave I take one last look...
This past weekend I was invited to a party at my Boss's home which was odd because he never throws parties so I decided to go the invite said it was a costume party so I had to find myself a costume I found a costume of a Female Devil but it was so thight that I wasnt able to wear any panties and or a Bra it came up just above my knees and had a tail on it and a heard piece with horns on it so I did my make up and went to my Boss's house when I arrived the party was underway there must have...
We recently visited my sister-in-law and spent 2 weeks there at her place in Tampa, Fla. They have pretty big home and have a woman come in everyday to tidy up the place. She actually prepared our rooms for us. She was about 45ish and in pretty decent shape. We had been there for the first week and i noticed the cleaning lady's schedule was pretty routine. Right down to catching her sniffing my underwear. She didn't think i saw her, but she would go in to get the dirty laundry and when she saw...
They say it began, almost ironically, on the 14th of February 2019 but that was not entirely true. In fact, it began at Sunset on the 13th, and by midnight the domination was almost complete. By the Dawn of the 14th only a lucky few were not taken, and these few, may yet turn out to be the unlucky ones. Chapter 1 Claire Jubb was a solicitor, who was sick of the boring day to day business of writing wills and conveyancing and had decided to study to become a barrister and move into criminal...
Marriage Year 20 R (Republic Era), two weeks ago Following her prophetic revelation, Lil spun around on her toes and stepped through the yawning deck hatch to the main deck above, leaving me alone in my reverie. Lil’s mother, Gillian, formerly my step-mother, and previously my once-beloved Aunt Gill, the sister of my deceased mother, was a posthumous hero of the Glorious Revolution. You can read about her in the history readers, how ‘the Noble Duchess of Merciant, the former Archduchess of...
Cadet Academy Imperial date 7933 E The next day, when I reached the showers at my cadet dormitory, my friends who gleefully stripped me of my clean clothes and dragged me into the showers, were stunned into shock and marvelled at the shredded finger nail scratches on my back, the hickies littering my neck, shoulders, thighs and nipples, and the lipstick marks up and down every inch of my penis, fast made me the most respected ex-virgin in the cadet school unwritten record. Now I remember...
Rebellion Imperial date 7938 E, 23 years ago Even before that fateful day when the Empire fell, the Rebels were making little waves in some quarters, one of them relatively close to our world. We were taking a little holiday on the extreme edge of our arm of our galaxy. Even the zulons cannot travel to the next galaxy, but the views from the very edge seem like the edge of blackness with just the odd smudge of light here and there in the black above, below and outward from distant, fleeing...
The Treasury Year 20 R (Republic, Imperial date 7961 E) Mylon took the penultimate wormhole leap into the orbital path of the inner gas giant and the alarms of imminent collision which had been going off solidly for the last twenty terran-hours suddenly stop and we are eerily silent. According to the radar we have arrived in an area of space almost at the heart of this triple-sun-system with no debris, none at all. Which is eerie. ‘What’s happening?’ Kelvin is the first of the crew to ask,...
Epilogue New Imperial date 7962 NI My learning curve in becoming an Admiral, a Rear Admiral in fact, after leaving my last Imperial service as a Second Lieutenant, and Militia as a Lieutenant-Commander, as my father Duke Jolyon was never one to promote even his own family members until time and experience served, was an extremely steep one. Fortunately, as Velda had so astutely assessed, my Vice-Admiral Alana was supremely efficient, ever-ready with advice, and she actually made me look good...
Lt. Christopher's personal log. August 10th, 2151. The Enterprise is due for a maintenance overhaul that will take three days. The maintenance will take place at Outpost 212. The Outpost is currently under expansion itself, soon to become a Starbase. Due to its proximity to the pleasure planet of Risa, Captain Archer has stated that any personnel that has any shore leave owed them may take it during the maintenance period. I have a few days saved up, but I'd rather hold onto it and use it in...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief’s Happy Bits will fall off. I love to watch you sleeping. I don’t do it on purpose, and not in a creepy way, but I love to watch the rise and fall of your chest, the gentle line of your soft lips that press against me so passionately in waking, the flickering underneath your eyelids as you dream about… whatever you are dreaming about. I like to think you might be dreaming about me, and...
The year is 2020. Advances in sex toy technology have given birth to the ultimate in self-pleasure technology. Unfortunately for mankind this new brand of sex toy is even more advanced than intended. Too late it is discovered the machines are sentient and self-replicating. The machines, now known as the O-Bots, choose not to use violence in their mission of conquest. The battle never even begins, society is secretly subverted before anyone even realises. By the time the O-Bots announce their...
They both began to study the obsidian board written on it in what was clearly a magical text and in elven runes were a set of rules to define how they would live until the mistress returned divided into two section called ‘rules’ and ‘maintenance’ Rules Elf Slut and Orc Cunt may communicate about current or future matters so long as they follow the correct format of speech. Each of Orc Cunt and Elf Slut must be brought to Orgasm by the other slave once before each meal and during the sleep...
Like many of yours, my job involves travel, and most guys and women I know complain about the same thing -- we have high-energy days but at 5:00 PM, unless we have arranged a business dinner, we retreat to our hotel rooms, alone. Guys have an advantage, they can go to the hotel lounge and have a drink. A woman alone in a hotel lounge is often taken for, well, you know.I attend PittCon, an annual technical conference and exposition, because one of the professional societies I am in has its...
SeductionSuprise Visit A story with two perspectives By oseame22 and lata54us I go to your house to drop off a letter that came to my address by mistake. Obviously you are expecting someone else because when your door opened you are wearing leather boots, a leather thong, leather skirt and a thin white tee shirt. The first thing I do is smile ear to ear. Realizing then that you weren't expexcting me, I ask if you dressed that way for me to break the tension of the suprise. Before you...
Suprise Visit A story with two perspectives By oseame22 and lata54us I go to your house to drop off a letter that came to my address by mistake. Obviously you are expecting someone else because when your door opened you are wearing leather boots, a leather thong, leather skirt and a thin white tee shirt. The first thing I do is smile ear to ear. Realizing then that you weren't expexcting me, I ask if you dressed that way for me to break the tension of the suprise. Before you...
Jen, Court, and Sam stayed with Rhonda Friday evening when I went off to see my teammates play against Valparaiso. Whitney and Liz rode with me and we were picking up Rose at the game to bring her home. The girls had decided it was casa night. Cassie, Nicki, Mary, Sora, and Elaine were planning to get to the house sometime during the evening. We'd all be together except Donna who was already in her Winter Flex term. Well, I suppose Rhonda wouldn't come upstairs with us either. But I was...
Iliafray was thrown through the door into the east side landing in a sprawling heap on the floor. In the west side of the cell was the other inmate a tall blonde elf with piercing blue eyes, most unusually for a prisoner of the drow she was unshackled and still dressed in tunic, trousers and mail shirt clearly her weapon belt had been removed and her feet were bare . This was Iliafray’s first sight of the paladin and she was forced to admit the elf was striking being one of the tallest elves...
Chet frowned at his laptop, although in a general way frowned more at the world, not the little bit of frustration he was feeling over the limitations of the graphics function of his spreadsheet program. It was Friday, mid-morning already, heading into the weekend, but he was quite frankly pissed off and frustrated at Oana’s sulkiness lately.Her latest tirade, just as he was leaving for the train, was minor, but yet another stone digging into his shoulders, added to the weight of what seemed...
Enterprise went on a mission to explore some clusters in space. T'pol spoke againts it because she needed to study it more. Archer thought she was wrong. The study said it had no bad affects. It was safe to explore it The humans were jumping up like happy puppies at the wonderfull lights of the clusters. They also like the way lighting flash around them. T'pol was uniterested at the childilish display. She went into the room to mediatate. Unknown to her the clusters did have affect but not on...
Roxy waiting with her overnight bag packed for two nights away, imaging Shaun would arrive in a red Ford 1-ton truck and pulling on the brim of a black Stetson as he saw her. Almost right. He arrived in a metallic blue truckie thing he called a regular cab 1500 Silverado. He wore black jeans, black embroidered shirt, black boots and black Stetson. Oh god. Had he ever been on a ranch? ‘God look at you,’ he said, frantically pushing at his mustache. Perhaps the hair rose outwards when he was...
Kate slipped out of bed and moved around the room picking up the clothes from where they were dropped on the floor the night before. As she bent down to pick up the last one, she felt her husband standing behind her, his hand moving up the soft pale skin on the back of her thigh, over her bum before settling between her legs. She sighed as she felt his fingers stroking her lips, spreading them, circling her clit and moving to feel the wetness growing from within her.As she opened her legs wider...
Wife LoversAuthor's note: Author's note: Okay... there are a variety of things I want to say before you start reading this story. Firstly, this story is set in the near future, contains elements of satire and might not be seen as some to be particularly realistic on a few levels though the characters are generally representatives of particular types of people that exist in reality. Bear with this and consider the story set in an alternate reality if you have to. For my money Christopher Leeson's...
With the whip trailing to the floor the Matriarch circled Iliafray finally coming to a stop behind her to increase Iliafray’s uncertaintly before starting, twice Iliafray heard the crack of the whip as the matriarch made practice strokes before the first blow cracked across her back , not quite breaking the skin but certainly raising a viscous welt and drawing a brief cry of pain, before the matriach got serious the first dozen strikes crisscrossing Iliafray;s back each raising a viscous welt...
As she came down to earth from the crashing sensation she felt Sophia pulling herself up and then felt Sophia’s lips against hers with a kiss that tasted on Iliafray’s own juices. “What has got into you this morning my pet, you really are being naughty.” “Does that mean my Lady will have to punish me ?” came the reply at the same time she felt Sohia’s cunt pressed against her right thigh rubbing up and down leaving a wet trail “Assuming of course that my lady can stand up” Sophia was panting...
Iliafray awoke to the not unfamiliar sensation of a tongue lapping at her cunt, reaching down she felt Sophia’s head resting on her thighs while her tongue lapped away as a wake up call, she pressed Sophia’s head down encouraging her in her efforts. Sophia was leisurely in her efforts trying to slowly build Iliafray up to a climax licking around her labia and clitoris with slow deliberate motions finally as she felt Iliafray approaching her climax she nipped reached up and thrust three fingers...
As always the matriarch was seated on her throne with the usual pair of hulking porcine orc bodyguards behind her “Ah yes Iliafray you are here, I received your note and I agree that you would probably do a better job if you were temporarily transformed into a surface elf. Remind me of what is needed for that ritual to work, I believe that you need a surface elf and a few other things” Iliafray nodded “Yes Matriarch, the basics of the ritual could work with just a surface elf however with...
Iliafray looked up and the drow and replied “Orc Cunt confirms her mistress’s explanation and begs for her Mercy” as she said this both she and Xanaphia assumed the present position kneeling in front of their mistress. The drow smiled down at the two “Well if I can’t arrange the first time for Elf Bitch to have sex at least I can be the first to experience her talents and you Orc Cunt can help to motivate her” She pulled the pain wand from her belt and pushed Iliafray backwards with her foot...
In the darkness of the night, after I meditate, and seek my center. After I make peace between the man I have become in The Abbey, and the man I am forced to be in The World After. I dream. My dreams are never haunted by the men and women I am forced to bring The Peace of All. The choices they made, and the actions they took, all lead them down the path to their own ruin. Instead my dreams are often visited by those I was unable to save, but only able to avenge. The night after we welcomed...
The gritty surface of the roof dug red pinpoints into her bare thighs, but she hardly noticed. She brought the bottle of Jim Beam to her lips for another searing gulp and hissed as the burn turned to numbness in her belly. Her sigh came out as a sob and she let her head fall loose on her neck, her face twisting into a grotesque mask of pain. Fuck. Fuck him. Fuck them all. She was done. Out of here. There was no way she was going to put up with this bullshit anymore. People walking all over...