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By the time they were finished, Sara had to hurry to pack — not that she had used much from her suitcase — and put on the clothes she had worn on Friday and ride with Charity to catch her plane. Refreshed by her weekend, she looked a different person, her skirt swinging and showing her legs, her breasts shifting behind the pockets of her shirt. The woman no one had noticed on Friday drew many eyes that Sunday. Before departure, she called Teddy and asked him to pick her up. He seemed delighted and promised to meet her.
As the plane flew into the evening, Sara felt the glow of satisfaction and confidence. Her recommendations were being seriously considered, largely accepted. Her professionalism was acknowledged by the whole group and she felt certain she could accomplish most of what she planned without difficulty.
The project of involving more of the community was more challenging, and all of them had recognized that there were dangers as well as advantages in the plan. Still, if the club was to have any confidence in a prolonged future, there seemed to be little alternative to making as many people in the town as possible into "willing co-conspirators' as Harry put it.
The job part of the situation looked interesting, but Sara wondered how working for the club for any length of time would affect her career. There was probably no way she could market the experience she would gain, although Sam had told her that he and other members would discreetly help her when it came time for her to move on. That was a real problem, but she had determined to go ahead with the plan. The reason for that was that the rest of her felt — Wonderful. 'I spent almost three days there, and I got screwed just about as often as I wanted, and with great pleasure, ' she thought. She felt relaxed; her 'bottle' was full. Teddy's eager assurances on the telephone told her that she would be lustily received and thoroughly satisfied this evening, too.
'Charity is right, ' she told herself. 'You have to accept the reality of yourself. I'm a good, professional hospitality manager. I'm a great lay and I have hot pants. And, when you come right down to it, I'm proud of it. I like sex, I like getting laid, I like doing a good job at anything because it makes me feel good.
'I just wish I still didn't have doubts. I've simply got to find a way to deal with my job future. But I don't see how I can do it right now, ' she thought, and relaxed and enjoyed her inner glow.
The flight was boring again, but Teddy was not; Sara was welcomed home with eager hands and spent a warm and loving evening.
On Monday morning, Sara sent Teddy off with a smile, a hug and another big breakfast. She had told him that she was going to quit the hotel, and that she would be moving. Teddy wasn't happy about that, but Sara told him he could come and visit her there whenever he wanted. It seemed to make him feel better.
At the hotel, Sara went to Jefferson's office before entering her own. Jefferson seemed pleased to see her, and came to shake her hand.
"I want you to know, Ms. Compton, that Mr. Wright called me on Friday, and spoke of your ability in the highest terms. He was most pleased with the success of his meeting and made a point of telling me it was largely your doing. Congratulations.
"Now, what can I do for you this morning? You'll be taking over the Building Department right away, of course. Is there anything I need to tell you?'
"I appreciate your telling me about Mr. Wright's compliments, ' Sara said, continuing with "and I assure you that they were richly deserved. I worked hard on that conference, and it went well because I worked hard on it and because I know what I am doing.
"Mr. Jefferson, ' Sara said to him, "I came in to tell you that I am resigning from the company, effective two weeks from today. I have a week's vacation coming, so my last day of work will be this coming Friday. I will spend my remaining time with the company putting my successor in Sales into the picture, and if you need any assistance with the Building Department, please tell me. As you know, I have run a Building Department before.'
Sara had to restrain a smile when Jefferson's smug face collapsed at her initial words about resigning. She went right on with her announcement and felt that she had said exactly what she wanted to convey.
"I am absolutely astounded, Sara, ' Jefferson finally said. "Where are you going? Have you found another position? Is there any way I can change your mind?'
"I have accepted another position, Mr. Jefferson, but I am not at liberty to give you the details at the moment. You should know that I am aware you made certain remarks about me to other people in the industry in an attempt to make it difficult for me to find another position. At this time, I don't choose to bring any legal action against you or the company, but don't assume I won't. And there is no way you will change my mind. Now if you will excuse me, I have work to do.'
Jefferson was now red in the face, and as Sara left the room, she could imagine in her mind's eye the effect of her words on the self-important little tyrant. She knew that she would probably hear a lot more about the whole thing from him, but she didn't care. 'I didn't say anything that wasn't true, and I didn't say anything he can use against me, ' she thought as she went into her office. 'And, I'm glad I didn't say anything more about where I'm going. Let the little prick guess.'
At her desk, she quickly typed the text of her resignation into her computer and sent it on to her assistant to complete and print. She spent the rest of the morning briefing the woman who was taking over the department in Jefferson's re-shuffle.
As she returned from lunch the telephone rang. It was Steve Calvin.
"Sara, ' he said without preamble, "can I ask a favor of you?'
"Of course, Steve, what is it?'
"I'm in the airport at Chicago right now, and I'm taking a plane to your city. I'll get there about five. I'm going to have to leave early tomorrow morning. Can we spend the night together?'
"You try and stop me, Steve Calvin, and you're in trouble.'
"Great, ' Steve said, sounding rushed. "I get in at 4:56. It's American Flight 235, Okay?'
"The plane gets in the airport at 4:56, Steve, you get in me at 4:57, ' Sara answered, leaving no doubt of her meaning.
"Okay. Sorry to rush, they're boarding. Bye' Steve hung up with a chuckle and Sara sagged back into her chair, her heart suddenly beating more rapidly than she expected.
Her assistant burst in the door, a paper in her hand. "What do you mean, quitting and not telling me? Leaving me all alone here?' She waved the letter in the air then handed it to Sara. "Where are you going, tell me all about it.' The woman had been working for Sara for two years, and although they weren't friends in a social sense, she was competent, they got along well, and Sara would miss her.
Overnight, Sara had had time to develop a story to tell in situations like this, and she went right at it. "I've quit. I've got another job, but I can't talk about it for a few days, until they take care of some personnel matters at the new place. As soon as I can I'll tell you all about it, ' she promised.
In fact, Sara really hadn't anything special to tell, except her story that she was going to take over managing a private club. She planned to describe it as a lateral move to give herself experience in a top management position that she could transfer back to the management of a chain of small hotels at some future time. It was true, as far as it went, but she didn't really feel very happy with the way it sounded. She had always thought that her career path should lead to the top of one of the big chains. But right now, it wasn't leading that way. Maybe later.
“Hey, Eli,” the common law wife and mother of two spoke into her cell phone. She paused a moment then said, “We’re around the corner for your place.” Valencia Williams ended the call. She looked at her husband, Durrell, who was driving the cash rental car. It was a metallic white gold 2010 Volkswagen Passat station wagon.Durrell, at 34 years of age, was a bit of a d**g kingpin in the small South Carolina county where they resided. He, Valencia, and two homeboys were driving up the Charlotte for...
WHAT! You say you're under eighteen or over 35 and still living with Momma. Or is it that you don't like stories with a transgender theme? Then - DUH! - don't read this! Simply Irresistible By Jezzi Belle Stewart (c)2001 It was a cheap carnival, the kind you expect to find in the parking lot of the Piggly Wiggly. In on Friday; out on Sunday. Sitting on a bench on the midway, Steve could see the trash all around - candy wrappers, drink cups, a few religious brochures, and,...
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Simply Screwed by Debra Harry stood helplessly staring at the doorknob waiting fearfully for it to turn. Actually, stood is something of an understatement. Teetered about would be a better description. Only by constantly shifting his weight could he even remain upright in the painful shoes he wore. Seven inches high with needle thin spike heels, lots of straps and patent leather toes that pinched his feet unmercifully. His thoughts flew back momentarily to what his...
When she got home, Sara flung off her clothes, only stopping a moment to hang up her suit. Hose, panties, blouse, camisole went in a ball into the hamper. Naked, she threw herself on the bed, her legs spread wide, as if the cool air could cool her desire. She lay on her big, king-size bed with her head at the foot, a frequent choice when she wanted to masturbate. At the head of the bed, a wide mirror tilted out from the wall to give her a good view of what she and her lovers were up to. She...
Now it was morning - afternoon - and Sara shivered, thinking of the incredible night she had spent. She began to take stock of herself, now that it was over. She felt well. She wasn't particularly sore or injured in any way. Physically, she really felt better than usual. In fact, she felt great. She threw the covers off and went naked, first to the kitchen, starting coffee, and then to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face, framed by the ferns and plants she grew in...
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I had a much longer, more detailed version of this story but unfortunately it got deleted. You text me once you get off work. You’ve been up since 4:00 a.m. It’s almost 6:00 p.m. I know you’ve had a long day so I decide to pick up some food before meeting up with you. You greet me with a long kiss, and I ask if you’d like to go sit at the the beach for a while. You say sure, so we do. We spend almost an hour talking about how our days went, what’s new, our plans for the weekend, etc. I...
I had a much longer, more detailed version of this story but unfortunately it got deleted.You text me once you get off work. You've been up since 4:00 a.m. It's almost 6:00 p.m. I know you've had a long day so I decide to pick up some food before meeting up with you. You greet me with a long kiss, and I ask if you'd like to go sit at the the beach for a while. You say sure, so we do. We spend almost an hour talking about how our days went, what's new, our plans for the weekend, etc. I mention...
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TranssexualSteve was waiting for Sara outside the restaurant. Inside, she handed him her wrap, turning so her skirt moved revealingly. He looked her over carefully, taking in the skirt and the dark shadows beneath the fabric of her blouse. He stepped close to her and put one arm around her waist, pulling her to him and running his fingers across the bare flesh above the waistband. His lips touched hers slightly, but the thrust of his hips against hers was strong and purposeful. Her own hips met his...
On Monday, Sara found herself back in the office, back in harness. The weekend had left her feeling happy and satisfied, and she went to work with optimism and energy. Except for her usual, slightly difficult encounters with Mr. Henry Jefferson, Monday passed quickly and she was able to make considerable progress on two new projects, as well as on the planning for Steve Calvin's conference. She had dinner with Ken and spent the night at his apartment. On Tuesday morning, she put on a...
The next Saturday morning Sara woke alone to a dull, cloudy day. Her date the night before had been brief and only partly satisfying. She'd had a couple of orgasms, but either her heart wasn't in it or the new lover she had found wasn't right for her. What was worse, he had begun talking about living together. Sara had closed the subject abruptly, remarking that she wasn't prepared to be anyone's steady lay. She awoke tense and irritable, and masturbating didn't help worth a damn. She...
The next Friday, Sara was working hard on Steve's conference, now only days away. She had almost everything under control and didn't expect any real problems. The benefit of working with Steve's boss was that he, too, was a real pro, and between them they were able to make the difficult seem easy. They had agreed at the beginning not to attempt the impossible. Sara was taking a break with a cup of coffee when the phone rang again. She answered. A woman's voice said, "My name is Charity...
Charity sat back on the sofa, the two of them facing each other, their legs touching all along their length. Then Charity moved forward and put one hand on Sara's waist. The other hand grasped Sara's shoulder. "I'll sleep on the couch, here. Or I'm perfectly willing to go to a hotel." They looked each other in the eyes. Sara slid forward, too, and put her arms around Charity's neck. "I've never done this before, ' she said, and kissed Charity on the lips. They kissed briefly, then...
On Monday morning, Teddy was worn out, and Sara took the time to make him a big breakfast of eggs and bacon to get him through the morning. When she walked into her office, her secretary said, "Sara, you look terrific today, you must have had a wonderful weekend.' She had. In her office, Sara called Charity and arranged to spend the next weekend at the club, arriving Friday morning. Charity said she would meet Sara, and they hung up, but not before Charity asked, "How are you feeling...
In the morning, Sara got up early and dressed quickly; flared, blue, mid-thigh skirt, lighter blue polo shirt with pockets that hid her nipples. She looked sort of 'business casual'. Sexy, but very tired. She threw some clothes into her bag and got to the airport in time for her plane, but not without hurrying. Her exhaustion showed, and few people noticed her straight back and attractive figure as she walked though the airport: she was so exhausted that she became almost invisible. The...
As they walked through the sunshine toward the house, there was a whoop and a holler as a group of teenagers came streaming through the doors. There were perhaps two dozen boys and girls, all naked. They came laughing and shouting across the patio. Some dove into the pool, others began frisking around the area or headed for the tennis courts. Some took over the lounges on the edge of the pool complex, one couple climbed the high-diving platform and another settled down on a mattress on the...
In the morning, Sara woke early, feeling exhilarated and satisfied. She was hungry and thirsty, too, so she slipped out of bed and made for the main kitchen. She drank a quart of water, but there wasn't anything there she wanted to eat so she took a shower and went out onto the lawn. Someone was swimming up and down the big pool and she slipped quietly in and swam gently, staying out of the way of a serious swimmer while loosening muscles that had gotten a lot of exercise during the night....
When Sara woke, the sun was in her eyes and for a moment she could not focus on anything clearly. Then, something came between the sun and her eyes and she roused herself to see what it was. It was the figure of a girl, and as her eyes became accustomed to the light, Sara saw it was Faith Hoyle. The girl was carefully standing so as to shade Sara's eyes, and finally Sara moved so that she could see without the help. "Hi, ' said Faith. "You were asleep, but I wanted to talk to you, so I...
As the afternoon began to wane, Sara read on and turned her body in the sunshine. Around her, people went on swimming, playing, talking, behaving completely normally, except that they were all naked, and frequently were making love in one form or another. As she turned a page in her book and began to read the next, a man's voice spoke to her. "May I interrupt you?' The man was about fifty with dark, graying hair. He had broad shoulders, a beard that reminded Sara of Steve Calvin's, and...
Steve's response was to wrap his arms around her and roll her onto her back, where he lifted on his elbows and began thrusting vigorously into her. His lips traversed her face, her throat, and reached for her ears. Sara thrust back at him, her hips rising from the bed. One hand wound through his hair and beard, the other caressed his back, his ass, reaching between his cheeks and tickling his balls. They made love as if they had never made love before, giving each other all the benefit of...
They were into the shower and out again in five minutes, no longer sweaty, and feeling as though they were still joined in love. Sara hugged Steve tight. "This is something I really am never going to forget, Steve.' "Me neither, but you're standing between me and food, ' he replied, grabbing her by the cheeks of her ass and lifting her. She whooped in surprise and grabbed him back reflexively as he turned them around and broke for the table. He was there only a split second before she...
It was eleven o'clock Tuesday morning when Sara dialed Jerry's home number. "This is Bev Suzuki.' "My name is Sara Compton. Is this Jerry's wife?' Bev responded with only a moment's hesitation. "Sara! Golly. You're Jerry's Tuesday girl. And it's Tuesday. Uh, do you want him to call you, or can I give him a message?' There was no trace of sarcasm, only helpful willingness in her voice. "No, I want to talk to you. I have for quite a while. It's always seemed as though Jerry...
On Friday afternoon, Sara was nearly finished turning her job over to her successor. She really felt as though she was done with the job, and it surprised her that she could turn her back on a ten-year career with such ease. She had mentioned this to Charity when she called to say she had definitely made her decision. "I mean, it's only my career, Charity. I spent years in school, and more years doing scut-work to get where I am, and I'm just chucking it. I must be nuts.' But she had...
When they entered the apartment, the message light was blinking on Sara's telephone. She pushed the button. "Hi, Sara, it's Teddy. Call me back when you get in, will you? Call me at this number... ' The number was out of town — an area code near New York City. Sara wrote it on a memo pad. Steve took off his jacket and hung it in the closet by the front door. Then he took Sara's jacket off her shoulders. She was still looking at the number she had written. "What's he doing in New York...
The rest of the afternoon was spent lolling about the balcony, kissing, caressing, rubbing oil on each other and letting the slippery parts slide in and out. Once the first passion was past, they just made love slowly, getting Sara off again and again. Steve made a pitcher of sangria. When the pistachios were opened, the shells and papery inner linings stuck to their oily skins. The sun went down and they showered off the coating of nuts, salt, oil and sex. One thing led to another and Sara...
When morning came, the three were already awake and busy in the bed. They took their time, made love slowly, trying to make the moments last and last. Sara swooped from one orgasm to another, turning from one man to another, taking them into her with such ease they seemed almost like one incredible member sliding in and out of her. It was a long time before they finally slid from their sexual high into the reality of another sunlit morning. The men showered. Sara took a bath, soaking for a...
Bev, it turned out, had brought everything needed for a Japanese dinner. She cooked, first putting on a clear plastic apron. "To protect my assets, ' she said. When the dinner was served, Bev slipped her little singlet on before she sat down. They all ate hungrily, then the talk began again. "Sara, ' Bev asked, "where are you staying Wednesday after the movers leave?' "Oh, I'll go out and get a room at the airport, ' she replied. "Why not stay with us... ' said Bev. " ... and...
The night was long and busy, full of loving and lust. Sara and Bev kept all three men busy until they all began to fall asleep. And as they slept, there was stirring and grasping and now and then, someone would move to find another warm, wet place to put their hands or their cocks. Sara came several times during the night, once because she and Bev were loving each other. She heard one of the men gasp in orgasm when she was sure no one was fucking either her or Bev, but she never mentioned...
On Tuesday evening, Sara dug deep in her closet for a white dress. It was semi-sheer, clinging material, fastened at the back of her neck, cut deeply on her breasts, sweeping from the front down her sides and around in back just above the cleft of her ass. It was tight around her hips, clung to her breasts and belly like wallpaper — she could see her hard nipples and the dip of her belly button. The skirt was long, but she had carefully slit it to mid-thigh on all four sides, so that when she...
Sara arrived home the next morning only minutes before the movers. She put the white dress away in the closet and put on jeans and a sleeveless sweatshirt. The movers worked hard, packing her things quickly and efficiently, Sara working alongside them. When they were finished, Sara watched them load the last things in the truck and went back upstairs. She swept the apartment and called Bev. "Hi," she said, "I'm done and I'm dead, and I'll be there as soon as I can." She walked out...
Morning came, and so did Sara. They had loved one another and slept well and awakened to love again. Showering was a giggling whooping, groping trio of slippery bodies, followed by mutual toweling. After breakfast, Sara dug in her suitcase, pulled out her outfit for the day, slipped it on and went out into the living room with her suitcase. "What is that excuse for clothing you have on?" Bev demanded. "Are you planning to get yourself kidnapped, or just arrested?" "There's nothing...
The black material fell from her shoulders to the floor, leaving her bare to just above her breasts. She looked at him with a burning lust in her eyes and fell onto his lips. His hands were round behind her, unzipping the black velvety dress. It fell down around her ankles, baring her breasts to him. Her body was smooth and beautiful, the legs encased in black stockings connected by threads to her black knickers. Her legs were pressed tightly together, emphasising the triangle of dark at her...
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I find it amazing what i have achieved with only my hands and kisses.Blindfolded and hands tied, she knows i am near as Mandy waits barely covered by nothing mare than a large shear scarf that does nothing to hide her form. The first thing she feels is a soft rush of breath on her neck. Then a gentle nibble on her ear. I know how it sends tingles all over her. Then i kiss her mid riff. She’s a bit ticklish but all she can do is wriggle as her hands are bound. soft kisses move to her navel then...
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We sat at Neptune's and looked into each others eyes and we both smiled. "I can't believe I did this, I'm not that kind of girl. My Mom and Dad would ground me for a month, number one if they saw this bikini, number two if I went on a date without him being screened. But you,... you... you do something... well, leave it. Suffice it to say I'm getting cold feet, er... a guilty conscience." I said stammering through my response. Phineas stood up and shucked his t-shirt revealing a towel...
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She was 48 years old and i was 18, we was in the same club one night, and started chatting, but i couldnt help but look at her beautiful big round tits as she was wearing a very revealing top and a nice short skirt. i knew she could notice me looking but she didnt seem to mind so i continued to fantasy about what i would do, she then realised how hard my cock was getting from looking at her,and at that point she came very close to me and whisperd to meet her in the toilets and as she was...
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My boyfriend back then was all about sex. We were non-stop sex machines, both highly sexed and enjoying our physical encounters, in fact anything that titillated our tastes, we just delved-in and had a blast.Today we planned to go down the beach and cycle to get there, so I put on my white bikini and a cheesecloth one piece loose fitting dress, very cool to wear, and feminine by virtue of showing my body underneath.We cycled off the main thoroughfare, through the local forest, a natural path...
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MILFHi to all friends this is my first hot lesbian story which I had experienced in my real life. I hope you will like it and ignore if any mistakes you have found. So let’s don’t waste time and coming to the story. I am Deepthi 42 years old and this incident happened when I was 18 years old. My parents joined me in a hostel and left to Saudi that was the first time me staying without my mom and dad in the hostel as all the rooms were filled them have given me a room upon my parent’s request. I...
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Authors note: This one will have more sex but still have some story to it. It will be linear but I will let others add their own version if they want. Sex in chapter two. https://discord.gg/qNT8NU is my discord if you want to join. I will put characters there for now. So the names Garvog, I am a demon and I was born in this rather boring domain.Right now my domain covers two rooms. The first room has a book shelf with more books than I could ever read. Other than that there is a bed... that's...
FantasyMy aunt Tiffany had dropped her off for what she called a "play date".Well my cousin Nicole was prone to not fully bathing so my mother instructed me to watch her while nicole took a bath.Me and nicole have has been close since we were kids.I was actually a little mad at first i really wanted to go play with myself as i had got accustomed to at that time.Well my mother was not having any disobediance, so i was ordered to do as she said.As i led my cousin nicole into the bathroom to my...
After the night I claimed Greg as my own Mr. Brennan and Greg picking my mom and me up every Saturday night for a night on the town. This double dating was working out just fine as far as I was concerned. Greg and I enjoyed the museum and the concerts but when it came to opera Greg and I went our separate way but always met my mom and Mr. Brennan back at his apartment after our night out. Mom and I didn’t see any reason to be home before Sunday noon. We had been double dating for a couple of...
Hi! My name is Ella and I am a twenty four year old American journalist living in London. I have lived here for about four months now, I moved right after graduating from NYU with a journalism and mass-communicated degree. I write for a teen advice column in an online magazine. I love life, but I found out recently that with my salary I cannot afford to live on my own. I put out a poster online and almost immediately got a few offers. I declined some but one stood out to me, a twenty five year...
Straight Sex--- Shooting Blanks part 2 of 2 (MF, con, nc, cheat, impreg) by Krosis of the Collective --- Jennifer couldn't believe it: she was pregnant! The pregnancy test was positive. How had this happened? Ken always used a condom when they had sex. She sat down on the toilet seat cover, burying her face in her hands. She didn't want this, but her strict Catholic upbringing, while not a large factor in her life anymore, just couldn't let her have an abortion. A trip to the...
An afternoon i am in the car with my father, he drives and i'm sitted next to him on the passenger seat, at a certain point we stop at the edge of a square because we pick up my sister that was exited from that square, we were in the late spring toward end of may beginning of june i remember :-P, the climate it's enough temperate and my sister has a jacket at half sleeveds with a long black skirt that ends under the knees, naked legs and black shoes open with feet nude, after that my sister is...
It had been only about six months since Major Mike had been back at the rear echelon of the San Diego Headquarters but it seemed like an eternity. So much violence and mayhem had been crushed into that period that he truly lost count of the fighters he had lost and the Looters and wild-eyed survivors they had taken into custody. Of course, most of them who were no longer of value to a newly constituted government that was uncertain of the future had to be immediately terminated in accordance...