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Chapter Further Better: Kaeleigh Goes Further There’ s more, much more to my time with Kaeleigh. Three or four times per year, our industry had conventions in resort cities. All of us from the office woul...

On the Job That damned Rachel Cooper was driving me crazy. I could see her sitting behind her L-shaped receptionist’ s desk from my office and she’ d let her skirt ride up again. What a great sight. I don’ t guess she’ s...

Early one Monday morning outside a county mansion in the English ' Home Counties' Driving Miss Jones. She wore a little yellow dress, so short that it barely reached her stocking tops. Her long blonde hair needed combing. She...

Someone told me once that if you want to feel powerful, wear lingerie under your work attire. I have to admit, they were on to something. As I walked through the hallways at Hopkin’ s and Strong’ s Legal Services this afternoon in my ski...

I loved my job, even then. I lived a trapped, sheltered youth in a sad little town, and I was always a free spirit. Other girls always knew the path: marry your high school sweetheart, buy a house a block away from your parents. Two and a ha...

Tuesday, 11: 40 am I face-planted into the firm cushion underneath me, my nose buried into foam rubber and coated in a small puddle of sweat as the smell similar to ' new car' fil...

“ Aubrie, did you sleep at all last night? ” Aubrie was a pretty girl even at her worst, which was definitely how she ranked on this early morning shift. She had no makeup except for dried mascara tears, her normally silky-smooth b...

Witches' Brew The Five She awoke on her sixteenth birthday with a strange feeling deep down in the pit of her stomach. Something had happened. Something had changed. She got up and went into the bathroom where she stood in front o...

THREE MONTHS AFTER THE FALL Ian' s frown grew more pronounced as he waited his turn. He' d been in line at the security checkpoint for fifteen minutes. He always showed up to work at least ten minutes early. Now, thanks to this spect...

If you' re just here for the sexy bits, do a ctrl-f for “ cock. ” That' ll save you a couple pages of exposition and boring crap like that. Some people would call me an illusionist, but the title I prefer is enchantress. Mo...

Finishing up he checked his watch, 2: 56. “ Shit, ” he exclaimed. The eyeglass place closes at 3. ” Tossing his garbage in the bin, he took off in a run. He was a few blocks away still. Hoping he would make it. As he rounded th...

Wendy wore the shortest skirt she owned. A blue, pleated thing that stopped a few inches short of her knees. Underneath she wore red lace panties Ian had bought her for valentines a couple years ago, and never wore again. She really didn&rsq...

Jamie Green gathered her things quickly, the work day was over and she was desperate to get home. She buttoned her jacket over her chest and tossed her long scarf around her neck before walking over to the large oak door next to her desk. She knoc...

“ I asked him, " Do you know the difference between nude and naked? " He shook his head. " Nude is artistic. Naked is defenseless. " ― Larry Niven

Eight By mid-Thursday afternoon, Carmen had gotten another fifteen pieces of business to fill her weekly quota. Meredith called her into the office as Victor stood off to the side. “ This week is good. ” Meredith started....

Part Two “ Grant? .. .. You good? ” I shake my head. Shit. .. I was zoning out. I had been lost in thought about the events of the past week. I received the remote, and met my father amongst other things. It’ s been a few d...

Taryn turned into the lonely gas station and brought her Spyker to a stop in front of the old pumps. The station seemed frozen in time sometime before the first oil crisis; the owners had never invested in self-service pumps. Taryn had popped the...

Chapter 1: Discovering Paradise I’ m only here because I didn’ t want that night to end. I never do. Ever since my first music festival, I knew I’ d found my crowd. My people. People think rolli...

Monday, September 9th, early morning “ This is stupid, Chloe! ” I called out over my shoulder, throwing a glare at her as she emerged from the shelter. She gave me a neutr...

Carol Thompson and Cheryl Edwards were in the Transfusion Services part of the lab working on a difficult blood cross-match one Wednesday afternoon when they were interrupted. " Carol? " a man' s voice softly asked. It was Jim Andrews,...