Christmas Overtime
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May 4, 2000, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania “How were things in Durham and Boston?” John asked when Stephanie and I walked into the Pittsburgh office late on Thursday morning. “Good,” I replied. “I’m still concerned about the ‘Lone Wolves’ in Boston, New York, Philadelphia, and Baltimore, but they all seem reasonably happy.” “We’re doing our best to make sure they feel like part of the team. Everything is set for dinner at 5:00pm. You and I will duck out at 7:00pm, which gives us just enough...
I used to write for a website which specialized in a genre known as ‘spanking-romance’ stories. The format, as the publisher explained to me, was “Boy meets girl, boy spanks girl, they live happily ever after.” I thought I would share a few of those stories here and see how they’re received. As you can imagine, given the format description, the tone and content of these stories are a bit lighter than my usual writing. More of an ‘R’ rating than an ‘X’, for the most part, and generally...
Donna was doing some overtime at the store one evening in April. It was her job to check that the goods leaving were the correct stuff. As the lads emptied the massive artic they were sent on a break thus leaving Donna and Sam, the manager, and Donald the driver in the part empty container as one lad pushed two cages full of goods in, Donna started to check them off.As she bent up and down this 8 foot cage, Donald the driver was making sure his truck was stable, as Donna bent down to check some...
(MM, reluc, 1st-gay-expr, work)I'm not really gay. By that I mean that if given a choice I would always choose a woman's cunt over a man's anus, hands down. But the event I'm about to describe wasn't about choice, or if I had one I didn't resist all that much.It all started on Saturday; I was an inventory clerk for Wal-Mart during their growth spurt in the 80's and I found that I was always having to work overtime on Saturdays because we could never seem to get the job done during the week.I...
It had to have been near midnight, and Toni was still at her desk, typing up some document on the last case. No one else had offered to stay except her, but this week she needed the extra hours. Files were stacked high on her desk, and the clock was ticking away. She brushed a strand of her light brown hair from her face and sat back in her chair and sighed. She skimmed through some of the files and realized that some of the ones she needed were not there. Toni sighed again and shook her head,...
MasturbationAWO01 - A personal meeting Anne working Overtime 01. ? A personal [email protected] A warm breeze came up the rugged mountainside from the sea and filled Anne?s thin white blouse like a sail to lightly caress her tanned body as she walked over the terrace to her recliner under the huge parasol. She sat down with a dark yellow drink in her hand, enjoying the smell of warm sand, sun- baked rocks and salt seawater.The wind was exactly right to cool the terrace that otherwise...
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(Current Rating 75/100, based on 58 votes) It was month end and Steve, Niki and Cindy were burning the midnight oil to get the month end reports filed and sent out by nine. Niki leaned back in her chair, her eyes closed, her long sexy legs stretched out, and her hands behind her head causing her breasts to jut out. Steve couldn't help staring. With her eyes still closed Niki asked, "What's taking Cindy so long with the coffee?" Just then the door opened and in walked Cindy holding...
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One night while working late we broke into our “emergency kit” which consists of a bottle of Jamesons & 2 shot glasses to inspire the spontaneous creativity we needed during stalled brainstorming sessions. Taking off our suit jackets, you removed your watch and tie and I my earrings along with the demure combs holding up my conservatively French rolled hair while we took a break leaving the work talk behind to sit in an empty conference room together. Without your jacket I was confronted by...
It had to have been near midnight, and Toni was still at her desk, typing up some document on the last case. No one else had offered to stay except her, but this week she needed the extra hours. Files were stacked high on her desk, and the clock was ticking away. She brushed a strand of her light brown hair from her face and sat back in her chair and sighed. She skimmed through some of the files and realized that some of the ones she needed were not there. Toni sighed again and shook her head,...
Marcia Fischer, Head of Accounting, hated having to work late. She had always prided herself on her efficiency; if there was more work to be done than usual she just buckled down and got it done—even if it meant skimping on her lunch hour—and was out of the office at 5:00 sharp every day.She had run the entire accounting department on the same principles, accepting no excuses or slacking off from her subordinates. She had thought of herself as ‘no-nonsense’—and hadn’t cared what anyone else...
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Well, it starts one lonely Friday Night. As an 21 yr. old, I was just trying to make a little extra cash as a clown. Well, I was doing a k**s party on that Friday night. As my act finished about 7 o'clock, I walked up to the lady who hired me. She was an attractive 30 yr. old red head. She was about 5'6" with huge breasts and nice legs under a short skirt. I told her that my act was finished. As another lady came into the conversation, I felt overwhelmed by the beauty. She was a tall...
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