There was something about my physics professor, Dr. Luka Montgomery, that just made my panties cling in all the right places. So today I opted out of wearing any. The thing about him that made my body heat and all my girly parts tingle went beyond his looks, though.
Don’t get me wrong, he was gorgeous. He was on the younger side for a professor, but old enough that if we played out my fantasy of being together, we might raise some eyebrows. He had to be in his early thirties, but he had the body of a college athlete. His six-foot frame housed toned muscles all the way from his calves, thighs, and up to his abs and arms. All of which could be easily imagined through the three-piece breasted suits he loved to wear to class. I didn’t have to imagine though. I may have just happened to frequent the same gym as him, right off campus, every Monday and Wednesday morning. I swear I wasn’t a stalker or anything, but if I were, it certainly paid off. I got the show of a lifetime watching him utilize the workout equipment or those times when he would lift his spandex shirt to wipe away sweat from his forehead, exposing pecs and abs that I’d only read about in my romance novels.
Author: LexiGerotica
The Lexcapades: Chapter 2 Dayna …The Domme [m/f] [bdsm] [femaledom] [fiction]
My smile slid from my face like panties down a whore’s legs, the moment I set my phone down. I stood from the chair before my vanity and gave myself one more glance over before I headed into my interview. My hair was pulled tight into a ponytail at the back of my head, its ends reaching well below my shoulder blades. Not a frizz or stray hair out of place. My dark, honey eyes examined my makeup next. My naturally high-cheekbones would make the contouring gods weep. My ruby red lips twitched at the thought. I relished in making gods weep, or at least those who liked to think themselves as such. I straightened the black bowtie wrapped around the collar of my starch white, buttoned blouse tucked into my high waisted, black gaucho pants. I turned on my black, laced-up peep-toe heels to look over my shoulder and make sure the back of my ensemble was a match to the pristine front. Even I couldn’t keep my eyes from my curvy ass. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be too much of a distraction. Then again, I did always like to correct them when they were distracted.
The Lexcapades – Chap. 1 JJ…The Secretary [f/f] [fiction]
JJ…The Secretary
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“Happy New Year to Me”
My boss is a bastard of a man. He’s also drop-dead gorgeous beyond reason, but most of the time I’m wishing he would just be that title without the gorgeous attached to it. He knows that his looks and body are a woman’s wet dream and his arrogance knows no bounds. He propositions anything with a humanoid form that he thinks is worthy of tangling with the almighty swerve of his hips. Unfortunately, I seem to make that list of potential, worthy conquests. I have a file of about six months worth of sexual harassment notes for a very easy case, but for some reason I haven’t decided to go to HR or hire a lawyer yet. I can admit that I am attracted to what I see through the glass walls of the office I sit outside of throughout the week. Although, that attraction went to an extent of only when I could watch him on mute. As soon as he’s within earshot he becomes the ugliest person in the world spewing his chauvinistic, slightly racially prejudiced banter.