Perchance To Dream Pt 4
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I dropped Mouse off at school the next morning and drove to work. As soon as I walked in I received a call from Brad. He asked me to come to his office right away.
I went down the hall to the executive suite. Brad's secretary told me to go right in. As soon as I entered, Brad came around his desk and shook my hand. He smiled and said, "Come on. Let me show you to your new office. Then we'll go down and meet Mr. Morris. He's anxious to meet you."
Holy crap! That's quick!
My office is right around the corner from Brad's. I share a receptionist with Mike Clarke. I met my new secretary, Linda. She's actually Jeff's secretary. He's taking her with him to the senior VP suite. But she volunteered to stay until I can hire someone new. I asked if it would be possible to bring my secretary with me. She does excellent work and she knows me pretty well. I've enjoyed working with her.
Just like that it was done. Calls were made and she was on the way to her new office before we left to meet Mr. Morris. For the first time since they offered me the promotion last night I'm nervous. I've never met the owner of the company. I've seen him a few times around the plant, usually with Jan. He always looks so grim.
I walked with Brad toward Mr. Morris's office trying not very successfully to look casual. He put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Listen, if you're like most people working here, you think that Mr. Morris is an ogre. He always looks mad and people who don't know him think that he's very aloof.
"The truth is he's a pussycat. If you just relax you'll like him. I promise. And there isn't much that happens around here that he doesn't know about. He knows a lot about you. He's been following your work since you started here. He's very impressed. He was so impressed with your work that he was about to insist on promoting you even when you were single. That would have been unprecedented in the history of this company. So take a deep breath and calm down a little. Okay?"
I nodded. And I appreciated the pep talk. But still ... it's Mr. Morris!
When we got to his office I was introduced to his assistant, Heather. She greeted me with a warm smile and spoke to me like we're already friends. When she noticed how nervous I am she chuckled and said, "Relax, Gregg! You're quickly going to learn that he only bites when he's with Jan. Right Brad?"
Brad chuckled and said, "Yeah. But at least he never draws blood. How's Kevin doing?"
She smiled and said, "Great. But you've created a monster. He has been reading those World War II books you loaned him as if they were porn. He can't seem to get enough. I'm not sure I wouldn't rather have him reading porn!"
Mr. Morris escorted someone out of his office just then. After they said goodbye he turned and looked at me. Despite everything that Brad and Heather said to allay my fears I can't help feeling nervous. But now that I'm here and seeing him up close he suddenly doesn't seem that fearsome. He didn't quite smile but he wasn't frowning either.
He came over, shook my hand and said, "You must be Gregg. I'm glad to meet you. I've been watching what you've accomplished since you started working here and I'm really impressed. Jan called me this morning and gave you her seal of approval. That's all I needed to hear. I'm glad you're onboard. I assume that Brad and Jan have explained everything to you?"
I nodded.
He almost smiled again. Then he asked, "Any questions?"
I shook my head.
He actually smiled then, if only slightly, and said, "Relax, young man. If you do half as good a job as you've done so far you'll end up owning this plant. You're a good man and you have a good head on your shoulders."
I smiled self-consciously and responded, "Thank you, sir. I'll try to do at least half as good a job as I've been doing."
He finally grinned. He glanced at Brad and rolled his eyes before he turned back to me and said, "Yeah. You're going to do just fine. Brad, would you please take him to personnel so he can take care of the paperwork."
Brad smiled and said, "Yes, sir. Oh and in case Jan forgot to mention it, you're invited to the next wedding at our home. The date isn't set yet, but Gregg is marrying Mouse at our place."
Mr. Morris smiled uncertainly and said, "Mouse?"
I laughed and said, "That's my pet name for Amanda, my fiancée."
Mr. Morris looked questioningly at Brad.
Brad smiled and said, "She's the prettiest mouse you've ever seen, Mr. Morris. And I know she's going to charm your pants off, if Helen will permit it of course."
Mr. Morris chuckled and said, "Get the hell out of here you two. I'm a feeble old man. It's time for my nap."
Yeah, right! He may not be a young man anymore. But when you meet him you know right away that he's a man who's on top of his game.
Brad escorted me down to personnel. He left me there and I spent an hour signing papers. My salary has more than trebled and I was made aware of all sorts of perks and bonuses. It was almost embarrassing. Even though I have my obscenely large trust fund squirreled away and don't really need more money, I'm really impressed with my new compensation package.
I'm almost tempted to call my parents and rub their noses in my good fortune. As of today I'm going to start making nearly three times what my brother makes working for the VA in a hospital. But of course I can't do that. That would mean talking to them.
The people in the personnel office finally released me and I went back to my old office. When I walked in, Tina, my secretary, was in the process of packing up my belongings.
She looked up when I walked in and ran around my desk. She jumped up and hugged me violently. I had just enough time to see that there were tears in her eyes before she wrapped herself around me.
Through her tears of joy she exclaimed, "Oh god! Mr. Collins! I love you! Thank you so much!"
I laughed and carefully untangled her arms, gently putting her back on the floor. I smiled down at her and said, "I wouldn't go anywhere without you, Tina. You've kept me from making an ass of myself so many times. I owe you big time."
She wiped her eyes and exclaimed, "Mr. Collins! They more than doubled my salary! They said you demanded that I go with you when you moved up. I'll never forget what you've done for me."
I don't know that I actually demanded that she accompany me. But I'm glad she's going with me. We're comfortable with each other. We work well together. And I do like her. I thanked her for helping me pack and sent her to take care of her own things. I finished up what little packing remained and carried the two boxes to my new office.
I went in, put the boxes down on my desk and stood there looking around. My new office is very much like Mr. Morris's office. It's only slightly smaller but the furniture is nearly the same. I even have my own bathroom and wet bar! And it's stocked!
I was still looking around when something occurred to me. I called Brad on the intercom and said, "I just remembered something. I don't know how that EPOD thing works. It just occurred to me that someone should know that Mouse will be working during the day until school gets out on Wednesday."
He assured me that won't be a problem. Then he invited me to a small get together at his house this evening to meet the other junior VPs and their wives.
I told him in all honesty that I was looking forward to it. I've met all of the VPs at one time or another. But I don't know them well. I've done most of my coordinating with Brad. He's the person I'm most familiar with. I hardly know the others except to wave to. And except for Jan I've never met any of their wives.
I unpacked and sat staring at my office wall for a few minutes, trying to convince myself that this is all actually happening to me. And so quickly!!
As it started to sink in that it's all real I also came to realize that it's all because of Mouse. I'm pretty certain that they finally offered me this position because of her. But it isn't just the job that I owe to her. I have this hot feeling of burning passion in my gut that seems to color my entire world now.
I thought I was happy before I met her. I like my job. I live a simple life with no real stress. It turns out I've been clueless! I didn't know what happiness was! Now everything has changed. Now I can't wait to get home at night and put my arms around my little Mouse. Now I know what happiness is!
Tina tapped on my door and poked her head in. Her eyes were red. It's obvious that she's been crying. But she's getting it under control. She smiled and said, "I'm moved in. Is there anything you need?"
I shook my head and thanked her. But before she could go out and close the door I remembered something I needed to do. I called out, "Wait! There is something. Would you mind doing me a favor? Would you get me the number for the sales agent for Riverside Estates?"
She actually seemed happy that there's something she can do for me. She nodded her head enthusiastically. Then she left me alone.
I opened my telephone index and called the man who handles my investments. I'm about to piss him off. When he came on the line I said, "Mr. Turok! Hi. I suppose that I need to let you know that I'm getting married in a short time."
Before I could continue he congratulated me and told me that I'll need to fill out some papers to make my wife my beneficiary, just in case.
I promised to drop by as soon as we're married. Then I told him the reason for my call. I explained that I'm going to need to withdraw somewhere between one and a half and two million dollars, possibly a little more in order to purchase a new home and furnish it.
He was silent for a moment. When he got over the shock he started to try to explain how it would be to my advantage to get a mortgage or borrow against my investments. I haven't had a lot of dealings with him in the past. I invested my trust fund with him and left the rest up to him. I check the statements when they arrive and I'm satisfied that he's investing my money well. My rather large trust fund has nearly doubled in the last five years. I can't complain about results like that.
I can easily afford to part with a couple million and avoid incurring a large debt. But the way he talked you would have thought I wanted to spend his money. I cut him off and asked him how much time he'll need to access the funds and transfer them to my checking account.
He sighed and said, "Less than a week. Call me and let me know the final amount. I'll transfer the funds to your checking account within three working days."
I thanked him and finally got to work.
Tina called me on the intercom a few minutes later and said, "I have the number for the sales office, Mr. Collins. Do you want me to get them on the line?"
Normally I would have gotten the number from her and called them myself. But under the circumstances I thought that it would be better if I let her call. Let them think I really am somebody.
A few minutes later I was on the phone with the sales agent. I explained that my wife and I were visiting friends in Riverside Estates yesterday and we were impressed with their home. When I told him that we would like to look at what they have available he was quiet for a long moment.
I was just about to ask if he was still there when he said, "You are aware of the price range of the houses in this project?"
I was tempted to fuck with him for a few minutes. But I have things to do. I said, "The money won't be a problem. I'd like to stop by this evening and look at what you have available."
He couldn't entirely hide the excitement in his voice when he promised to stay open and wait until I got there.
At lunch time I called Mouse and told her that we're going to a gathering after work to introduce us to the other junior vice presidents and their wives. We talked for a few minutes until I got a phone call and had to go.
Jan was on the other line. Just hearing her voice made me smile. She made sure I knew about the party after work. While we were talking I discovered for the first time in my life that there's a secret that I'm unable to keep. I told her that Mouse and I are going to be a few minutes late to the party because I'm going to see about buying a home in her neighborhood for Mouse. She fell in love with their house and I want to give her one of her own for a wedding present.
Jan was silent for a moment. Finally she asked, "You did hear me when I told you about how much our house cost last night ... right?"
I chuckled and said, "I have money. That won't be a problem."
She was silent again for a long moment. Then she whispered, "I'll be damned!"
She laughed then and said, "I'll give you the number of a good decorator. No, better yet, I'll call him. He did our place. He's the best there is."
A decorator! Of course! I hadn't even considered that! I responded, "We loved your home. I'm looking forward to meeting him."
She chuckled and said, "You'll like him. He's Mr. Morris's son."
Okay. I wasn't expecting that. But he certainly has great taste. He did an outstanding job. We were really impressed with Brad and Jan's house. I finally said, "That's scary. But he certainly did a great job on your home. I'm looking forward to hearing from him."
It was finally time to earn my keep. I put everything that's happening in my life right now out of my mind and focused on work. I couldn't help feeling a little guilty about how much time I wasted this morning.
I was interrupted in mid afternoon when Jan stopped by. She just finished up one of her frequent visits to see how the worker bees are doing out on the plant floor. She has really sort of adopted them. Over the last couple of months she has come to know a lot of them and even though almost everyone working there is older than her, she has become sort of like their den mother. They come to her with all their problems now, work related or not. They even call her at home sometimes!
Jan entered my office and after giving me a nice warm hug she sat down and said, "Okay Mr. Gregg Collins. Speak to me!"
I lifted my eyebrow and said, "Woof?"
She gave me an impatient look and snapped, "Smart ass! You live in a dinky apartment and have been out of school for ... what, three or four years or less? You were just made a junior vice president. You haven't even gotten your first paycheck yet! And now you can afford a million dollar home?!"
I didn't have to say anything to her of course. But I like her and I trust her.
"I'll explain. But it's no one else's business. Alright?"
She stared at me intensely for a moment and then she nodded.
"It's no big secret really. I am not and have never been associated with organized crime or any drug cartels as far as I know. It's just that it isn't anyone's business. I haven't even told Mouse yet. Thanks to some medical patents and a thriving medical practice my grandfather was a very wealthy man. When he died he left me an obscenely large trust fund, probably because he knew that it was unlikely I'd ever get anything from my asshole father.
"By the time I assumed control of it I had already graduated from college and was working. I didn't need anything. I invested it and now I have more money than sense. It isn't that I'm particularly thrifty or greedy. It's just that I don't need much. I've been living well within my means since long before the trust fund matured.
"It wasn't until I fell head over heels for Mouse that my needs started to expand. I'm going to buy the house and furnish it. Except for those two major expenditures we shouldn't have any trouble living on what Mr. Morris is paying me."
Jan got up and stood in front of my desk, staring at me as if she was trying to figure me out. Finally she said, "You really do love that girl, don't you."
I would have thought that went without saying. But I smiled and replied, "I love her so much I almost can't stand to be here. I want to get up and go to that school and pull her out of that classroom. I want to hold her in my arms twenty-four hours a day. I want to kiss her and make love to her and feel her breath on my cheek. I want to smell her clean, fresh fragrance, see her smile and watch her blush. I want to hear her whisper that she loves me. Yeah. I really do love that girl. She's all I can think about."
I was surprised when I saw tears start to roll down her cheeks. She hurried around my desk, threw her arms around my neck and squeezed me tight. She finally said, "She's a very lucky woman. You're a romantic. Every woman should be so lucky as to fall in love with a romantic who loves her so deeply. The next time I fuck you mister, you aren't going to be able to get up and walk away. I'm going to cripple you!"
I laughed and pulled her down into my lap. I grabbed a tissue from my desk and dabbed at her eyes. Then I smiled and said, "You really are amazing, aren't you? It seems like this entire community revolves around you in some strange way."
She suddenly seemed upset. She pushed herself to her feet and exclaimed, "Not you, too!"
I smiled and said, "Mr. Morris as much as said that I got this promotion because of your endorsement. He told me that I have your seal of approval. He wasn't joking when he said it.
"The secretaries say your name as if you're a deity.
"I spend a lot of time out in the plant. I've gotten to be pretty good friends with a lot of those people. I heard a lot of really nice things about you long before I ever met you. Everyone out there who has mentioned you has made it sound like you're the best friend they've ever had and the nicest person they've ever met. I don't doubt that the people out in the plant would go to war for you. And you must surely be aware of the look that comes over Brad's face whenever he talks about you."
She sighed in exasperation and threw her hands in the air. She said, "I give up! I'm not going to fight it any longer. But watch out buster. I wasn't kidding. I'm going to cripple you the next time I catch you naked."
I laughed and got to my feet. I put my arms around her and said, "I admire you. You have a way of making everyone around you feel good about themselves. That isn't something to feel bad about."
I kissed her on the forehead and said, "Now get the hell out of here before I start acting like a real vice president and tearing your clothes off!"
She grinned and said, "I have some free time."
I laughed and escorted her out of my office before I could be tempted to do something I'd regret. Besides, I don't seem to be getting anything done around here today. If I keep this up I'll be pushing a broom out in the plant before long.
The next thing I knew it was time to go home. I was pleasantly surprised to find that my job hasn't changed all that much. I'm still having fun.
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She stood naked near the window, silhouetted against the dim light that came through the lace curtains. He could see that she was still naked, a cigarette in her hand. She took a puff before putting it in an ashtray on the small table in front of her. ‘I’m happy that you’re writing again,’ she said. She noticed the filled legal pads and closed laptop on his desk before she walked into his bedroom. She knew that he was going through some writer’s block lately. ‘Have anything ready for me to...
Our very private chat now done, we headed on home with naught but a grocery stop at the A&P planned along the way. We agreed that mission number one for tomorrow morning was shopping to seriously upgrade our extremely limited wardrobe. I’d picked up a few basic items of casual clothing at a couple of local used resale shops in North and South Hell over the last couple of weeks, but I still had nothing that our old pal Rags would have been caught dead wearing. We now had the dough, so it...
We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...
We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...
MasturbationSo, on that peaceful Saturday evening I was sitting up on the roof of Murder Mansion, alone and slowly enjoying four fingers of fine quality rye, enjoying the late-night spring breezes and the sounds of the city from off in the distance. Most of the flat roof was covered with a series of four long rectangular greenhouses, but everything inside had been dead for a full decade or more. Orchids most likely, from all of the dried petals on the floor. At the northwest corner of the roof, the...
I muttered something about sandwiches and brewing up a pot of fresh coffee for everyone, back at my place, and a few of the heroines agreed to hang around there for a while. For now, at least, all of the fun, mayhem, and destruction seemed to be over. Most of the gals decided that they’d rather enjoy a long bath at home, along with a dozen or more stuff drinks instead, and most of them made their farewells. Even the horde of newsies and television camera crews started to look bored and began...
“I get the idea, rather clearly, that most of your ‘relationships’ have been with other women. Same I think for nearly all of the other super-heroines that I’ve met so far. You’re all Sapphists ... and most of you nearly exclusively lesbian. Odds are that none of you, including yourself, would find any long term romance with a man, such as myself, satisfying or enduring. I’d just be an isolated, momentary, object of dalliance. In fact, chances are that none of your relationships with other...
Chances were, if I could help it ... that not a single bullet was going hurt me or any of my mortal friends! As for most of the three dozen or so assembled super-powered heroines, there wasn’t one of them really that was the least bit frightened by gaggles of gunsels spewing lead! Some, especially the mightiest ones on the front line, were innately bullet-proof and others had protective armor in their costumes or else were just too fast to be hit either in flight or on the run. A cameraman...
I suppose I was alot like most boys growing up. My first sexual arousal came about when I had a crush on my mother. Not until I was older did I realize that this was a perfectly normal feeling. Of course, having a mother who was quite attractive helped the situation along considerably. The first time I masturbated, I jerked off thinking about her. As time passed, so did my fantasies about my mother, or so I thought. Mom aged very well and at the age of 61, she was still a beauty. She was 22...
I let her rest and breathe deeply for several long minutes before I gently revived her from unconsciousness, caressing her hair and kissing her lips gently. Pinching her nipples and rubbing her over-stimulated clit a bit seemed to help too. It wasn’t her desire to be controlled and be made into a passive object of violent sexual use that was starting to frighten me, now that the frenzy of our wild lovemaking was over, but that I had so willingly obliged her. I had sensed empathically with my...
It had been one of those days. A three-hour early morning drive to a conference to give a presentation on my favourite topic and what felt like some endless meetings. Now it was time to relax and enjoy some dinner and wine at a highly recommended Italian restaurant.As I walked in, I couldn’t help feel at home. I’d never been there before but it felt familiar. Well-dressed staff moved easily round the elegantly decorated room. White tablecloths were de rigueur and lo and behold, there were...
ExhibitionismChapter 08: Chance The ride to the restaurant had been quiet. Helen prided herself on her ability to engage anyone in a conversation which seemed to have deserted her since opening her door to Duncan. Duncan’s own short, one or two word answers to her sallies hadn’t helped. Thank goodness the ride had been short. Even that was relative with the thoughts churning around their heads. Duncan was embarrassed at being tongue tied. Try as he could there didn’t seem to be a thing he could do about...
Rebecca walked briskly down the hallway of the Chance Motel toward room 461. She had gotten the voicemail demanding she meet him here at 4:30 p.m. when she had finished work for the day. She especially couldn’t understand why he asked to meet her in a dive like this. As a prosecutor, she tried to keep away from any and all things that could in any way damage her career as the D.A.’s up and coming new attorney mastermind and this place had scandal written all over it. The Chance Motel was known...
1Chance Encounter It was just a bit over two years since my divorce and I still hadn’t come completely to terms with it. I was still looking for other answers. Maybe I had dedicated too much time to advancing my career and not enough time to her, although my major goal there was always to be the best breadwinner I could be, and not aimed at feeding my ego with my success. And I always tried to be very solicitous to her when we were together. Maybe even over solicitous. She had just...
Paul caught a taxi to the airport with Jim Spencer and Ted Wilson. Few words were spoken on the way, and nothing was mentioned about the explosion in Wilton's office, or the meeting in general. Paul had gone off like a rocket, and the others could see that he hadn't quite landed on the ground. They decided to let him cool, rather than risk re-ignition. It was a side of Paul rarely seen. The younger man, Spencer, had never seen it. As the plane began its climb out over Lake Michigan Paul...
Chances and Opportunities By Karen Hansen Most games can be fun... some can be sexy and kinky, a complete turn- on... others can be a little on the dangerous side. Especially when one has caught the eye of a thief who has you under surveillance. Someone who might have had your phone and residence bugged, your schedule recorded and would from that, have learned that you have a thing for your cross-dressing and self-bondage, such as calling a friend to request a...
I ought to have slept like a log, but instead I just dozed fitfully for the next two hours or so. The morning sun coming in through my south facing bedroom window didn’t help my attempt to get some quality shut-eye. That was another thing for the shopping list; I muttered sleepily, some new bedroom curtains! I’d tossed the old ones out, as they’d all been impregnated with some noxious and likely highly toxic chemical. Something exceptionally flammable, I guessed, likely to make an explosion...
I couldn’t get over how big the dog was or how attractive the one girl was, but the girl with the dog said hi back, and as we passed each other, and we made eye contact, I commented, “That’s a big dog.” We again smiled at each other, and she simply remarked, “Yea.” But suddenly, as if the German Shepard knew I was attracted to the girl, it pulled her, causing the two girls to giggle a little as they continued on there walk around the lake, cutting off my chance to talk to her. The girl...
Duncan knew it was not a sign of age for a man with his long history to indulge himself in reminiscing. Still, sometimes he felt guilty to just sit and reminisce, remembering all the wonderful things he had seen and, more importantly, the people he had met. It hadn’t been that many years since he made that early pit stop here in Ritzville. Lord knew he’d spent hours enough recalling that morning. Most especially the vision of Helen, walking, swaying up the walk from where she’d parked that...
CHAPTER 4 — Every Worm Must Turn Paul took a taxi to the airport with Jim Spencer and Ted Wilson. Little was said on the way, except necessary details about flights and arrival times. Nothing was mentioned about the explosion in Wilton’s office, or the meeting in general, until their plane lifted from the runway. Paul had gone off like a rocket, and they could see that he was still in descent mode. They decided to let him cool, rather than risk reigniting him. It was a side of Paul rarely...
Chapter 9 Endings and Beginnings (Part II) It was the middle of March. Paul found himself seated on an airliner next to Ted Wilson on their way to Chicago. They had two items on their agenda that day. First, was the signing of the dismissal agreement on the Peoria lawsuit. It had gone as planned between Paul and Leonard Raines five weeks before. A small flap developed when the plaintiff’s side asked for a ‘hold harmless’ clause. It had been due to Paul’s mention of Harry Carmichael’s company’s...
CHAPTER II — A Plant in Peoria Paul woke first on a Saturday morning. Lying on his back, he couldn’t see the clock. He judged the time to be early—before six—considering the hue of the light streaming into the cabin window and the songs of the birds in the surrounding forest. Partly alongside, and partly atop, Glenda lay in bed with him. Her deep rhythmic breathing told him that she wasn’t about to wake up. Paul thought that a change of pace might be enjoyable. He and Glenda had not seen one...
The night in Adam's cabin had come to an end. I was disappointed. I never wanted it to end, I wanted to stay with Adam. Around nine, I started to get dress, I had a twelve hour drive back to Ohio. I looked at Adam, sound asleep in bed. I didn't want to wake him, but hoped he'd wake before I had to leave, maybe even convince me to stay.I didn't have to wait long, he woke up shortly after I did. He smiled as he propped himself up on the pillows. He said, "You know, I love that shirt, but you look...
Love Stories"I swear you are the absolute worst James! I came all the way from Ohio because YOU wanted to rekindle our relationship. I swear I should've seen you pulling something like this. You stand no chance to rekindle our relationship." I was sitting in the bar he told me to meet him in, and now he was telling me he couldn't even show up?!I was young and naive and should've known better. It was a total James thing to do to stand me up. I just didn't want to think he'd do that if I traveled all the way...
Love StoriesChance encounterAs I round the corner to the elevators, I see you standing there in front of the doors with a luggage cart and a cart with boxes loaded on it. As I step up near the doors, you look at me and half smile. You are dressed in business attire however I have to admit your shape is very attractive, not to mention your half smile.The door opens and you try to drag both carts into the elevator, the bigger cart gets caught in the door so I help you get it into the elevator. The door...
Once again i will take you people through the pages of my sex life. It’s totally a chance encounter with a hot Punjabi girl in my previous office and it’s a real encounter started in office lift. Needless to say that Punjabi girl has an ass which every men wants to spank and fuck. Hot figure 36-30-38… hold your dicks guys because i know every one of you would love to remove her panty and spank her big ass before actually fucking it… ah ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It was a normal day, and i was...
Chance encounterAs I round the corner to the elevators, I see you standing there in front of the doors with a luggage cart and a cart with boxes loaded on it. As I step up near the doors, you look at me and half smile. You are dressed in business attire however I have to admit your shape is very attractive, not to mention your half smile.The door opens and you try to drag both carts into the elevator, the bigger cart gets caught in the door so I help you get it into the elevator. The door...
Chance Encounter – Sarita & Nimmo revisited This is the 2nd episode of Chance encounter. Thank you readers of ISS. The original story had over 1,00,000 hits. That was way beyond what ever I expected it to be. And it prompted me to put this second episode on paper. After few months, I went back to this small town where Sarita & Nimmo lived. I went directly to their house hoping to get the room of the roof for rent again. As I alighted from the rickshaw, I heard a shreik of joy from inside the...
IncestI work as an accountant and I was attending a conference for tax preparers. I was standing by the entrance when I could not believe my eyes. I could swear the woman who had just walked through the door was Deanna, a former co-worker and a friend of mine. I remember the last time I saw her it was at her going away party. She had taken a job out of state. The party was winding down, myself and Deanna wound up the last ones still in the club. The juke box was still playing....
Straight SexIt has been a pretty rubbish year this year with everything thats happened, plus staying safe and all the restrictions has made looking for fun put on hold for a while. i have been good stayed in and looked after myself but have been super horny too, so to pass the time i like most have been spending a lot of time online chatting with sexy people and enjoyed some great chats and horny messaging.I spent a lot of time on gay sex dating sites chatting to guys about horny stuff getting more and...