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The Chauffeur (#38) The Investigation Begins By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 The next morning when I woke up, I found myself in bed with both Jill and Dakota once again

I quickly did my patrol as I couldn’t wait to get back to what I had waiting for me in the guardhouse. When I opened the door, the vision I saw made me catch my breath for a minute

Chapter 32 OFFICE RESTRUCTURING Daniel left in the morning, and Laura, tired and full of cum, prepared to go to work. Erica stumbled back from Ranjit's house a little after Daniel left

Naomi groaned as she tried to lift the case of Jack Daniels and make it up the steep stairs from the basement to the bar. She'd been working at the nightclub for about two weeks and nothing she seemed to do made her boss happy

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Title: “My Sweet Sue in '82” During 1982 I lived with a younger woman named Karen and was fucking her as well as occasional trysts with her best friend Carla. She was several years older than Karen and both women knew what was going on but didn’t see a problem with it

The offer has been there. Thrown out like bait on the end of a hook. Just dangling in front of me. Every so often as I drift by the suggestion, you move the line to make it dance. You know how greedy I am. And you know how much I love to do it

The following is a true storythe names have been changed to protect the innocent ;) My New Job Part 1 I was on my way to his office in Chicago. The plane ride had made me listless and being cooped up in an area that confined usually makes me horny

Taking It: Jade and Maria All night my hands had been clumsy. I had spilled two drinks as I tried to hand them to a man across the bar. I dropped a twelve-pack of Budweiser as I was attempting to restock the beer coolers

It seems like my whole life has been spent in huge, expansive warehouses

The comment section has been restricted to members only due to abuse by spammers and other idiots. Please feel frree to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann The Desk Clerk Traveling for a living can be a boring and lonely existence

Emma was a very shy girl. She had a strict upbringing and consequently had a hang up about having sex. She was also very shy of her body as she had very small breasts on her petite frame and thought she looked childish, so nobody had seen her naked since she was a small child

The summer that year was hot, hot enough for Val to roll down the windows of the old truck. There were three of them, Val, Benny, and Nico. They were all Italian and single, and were fairly good looking. Val was muscular, with salt-and-pepper hair, in his mid fifties

It was feeling like the hottest night in March yet! The air was so muggy, it was like walking through Jello. My new housemaid, Sherry, was doing the dishes in the kitchen. "Sherry? Did you call the AC guy yet?" I shouted. "Yes Sir! I called him twice and left a message each time

The raw, cold wind had been buffeting her face for the past hour, turning it rose-colored with burn. Lola pulled her fur coat closed, tight across her chest, tucking her hands under her arms to keep warm as she stood waiting. Waiting patiently for someone

I was sitting in my office bored out of my mind waiting for someone to come in. It was the last day of the month and I had to rent one more unit in order to meet my quota. This month has been a bad month and I was trying every trick in the book in order to get an apartment rented

This is a GEEK / NERD story. The beginning is very technical and is not at all sexy. The last portion gets sexy. Depending on how this is received, I will most likely be writing additional stories of PLATO, Helen, and others. They won’t need the long introduction

Lamentations of a PSO I mean, I do this for a living, you know? Don’t get me wrong, it can be fun, in fact, it’s mostly fun. But there are some days, and some callers, who drive you absolutely crazy

The Chauffeur (#20) The Return of Jill By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 Chapter 1 When I woke up Sunday morning, my mind was filled with excitement and hope. Today is the day my Queen is scheduled to come home. However, I woke up much earlier than I needed to

A couple hours later, Jeff returns. He hands me a large yellow envelope. I open it up to find a new passport, social security number, ID, and a prepaid phone. I open up my passport and see a fairly recent picture of me. The name reads “Oliver Lucas Porter