Job and Place-of-work - Page 113

This is proposed as a sequel to the item entitled “Food court” by hornyhubby74, dated 2-11-11, which is an exceptional piece of writing and which is a real joy to read

He was not good looking and disabled spending most of his time on his bed st up in his apartments living room for convenience. He admitted that he was old (fifty eight years old) and fat

The Chauffeur (#14) New Business, New Problems By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 The drive to the OB/GYN was uneventful. When we arrived, Dr. Ronda had already alerted her receptionist to move us to the top of the list. I went in with each of the ladies one by one

As you have read both Ashleigh and Renee and I are part of the relationship now after a weekend away. It now comes to a grinding halt due to a trip to China, but theirs continued to blossom in my absence. Ash will write about this shortly

My job is OK. It is kind of boring working in an office with all men. Not much scenery to look at during the day but I get by. A few months ago I was working long hours to complete a large project for our very best client. It required me to work long hours

The Deal Jane Rosten is well known at the university for throwing some of the best parties. Unfortunately throwing amazing parties does not count as part of the curriculum. Her academic advisor just informed her that she isn’t on the track to graduate next year

The Chauffeur (#56) The Recording Studio By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 Unfortunate for the company, I had to consider if Mike Booker had a future with Jaxson, Inc. The recording studio was not making money, not at all

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

Pete started his porn company with three cameras and a few lacrosse team jocks that wanted to reel in easy puss. Those Bang Bus dudes nailed cheap bitches all the time and made millions. Pete knew he could do that

Please refer to Compound 606, Chapter 1 for background Author’s note: terribly sorry for the long absence. I have a couple chapters sketched out and an idea of where to take the story, so I’ll try to get a few up this week. This one is a shorter installment to get things going again

Justin was a personal trainer. He demanded the very best out of all the people he worked with. If they did not meet expectations, he passed them onto another personal trainer. He had noticed over the years how he seemed to get more women than men to help train

Ten Peckered Toad Like the old saying goes what’s hornier than a ten peckered toad. Well I know. It’s a two peckered boy. Me! That’s right I’m a freak of nature. I was born with two complete penises but only two testicles

Well it's been a long,long time ..much has happened since my last Dilema series. I have been rehabilitated and returned to work on light duties, Krystal has moved on, as has Mary which I will reflect upon at a later date

I wanted to release this one to go along with the first part. Though not chronological, reading these in order can still yield information useful later on. Such as in Volume II, shining a light on Scott's bisexuality as well as foreshadowing the events that surely potentiated it

Slippery Susie - Part 3 - Back at Work (Susie, Kerry & Jake) MFM Only 15 minutes had passed for Susie before her sister walked in the front door. Shane had spent the time away from the living room

({*}) ({*}) ({*}) Shawn walked into the office for the first time this morning. He was a green accountant right out of school. He had been hired by a temp firm to help businesses with their accounting. This was going to be his first stop

I was sitting in my office downstairs working on some paperwork on this Friday evening in late august. It had been a tough week. I had done four funeral services so far; including 2 in one day

My blood boiled as I thought about my HIM, my colleague, sitting at the desk opposite to mine. It all started off as innocent flirting, we chatted online and discussed our sexual preferences and daydreams

Bright, thin stripes of light poked through the pines on a Wednesday morning, like thousands of tiny flashlights aimed at the shadowed ground in front of me

My guy and I first met in 1979. He helped me bet on a pony I wasn't s'posed to bet on--I was 13, he was 20--but I went home from my outing $23 richer, and totally in love