Author: RosePetalLies

A Game of Depravity [Part 2]

Mina had never been so happy to have Monday roll around. Typically, she enjoyed Mondays because she enjoyed the work she did immensely, but the office had become a safe haven. The more she worked, the less time she had to contemplate what had almost happened between Daniel and her.

The morning after as she lay in bed she combed through the contacts in her phone, making herself busy for the remainder of the weekend and scheduling dinners for most nights the upcoming week. There was no room for error.

She had purposefully crawled in late enough most nights, knowing Daniel would be burrowed into his room or on his laptop in the back patio writing under the moonlight as he often did. During the days at work she didn’t have to worry about seeing him. As the talent, he rarely made appearances while the sun was still shining. Plus, he wasn’t one of her clients because she knew where to draw lines. Didn’t she? Read more »

A Game of Depravity [MF, edging, clothed]

Mina had carried out Carson and strapped him into his car seat after the horn honked, signaling the children’s pick up. The eldest, Abby, despite the late hour pranced out beside her and buckled herself in.

“Had a good night?” Their father asked and she clicked her heels together and grinned as an answer. Directing his tone to Mina he smiled. “Thanks again for taking them on short notice you are a lifesaver.”

“Daniel helped too.”

“Daniel’s an I-D-I-O-T.”

Justifiably, his older brother was right, Daniel was one from head to toe. When Mina had first met Daniel across her aisle seat on a 747 heading across the country she could have crossed her heart and swore she’d never be living with the man. Through a twist of fate she became his brother’s nanny after her permanent move.

Daniel was older than her by several years, both he and his brother immersed in the creative arts. It didn’t take long for them to drag her under, into the world of drawing boards and think tanks. She held a nine to five, but those children were now family. She wasn’t just their nanny, she was their aunt. Read more »

A Game of Depravity

Mina had carried out Carson and strapped him into his car seat after the horn honked, signaling the children’s pick up. The eldest, Abby, despite the late hour pranced out beside her and buckled herself in.

“Had a good night?” Their father asked and she clicked her heels together and grinned as an answer. Directing his tone to Mina he smiled. “Thanks again for taking them on short notice you are a lifesaver.”

“Daniel helped too.”

“Daniel’s an I-D-I-O-T.”

Justifiably, his older brother was right, Daniel was one from head to toe. When Mina had first met Daniel across her aisle seat on a 747 heading across the country she could have crossed her heart and swore she’d never be living with the man. Through a twist of fate she became his brother’s nanny after her permanent move.

Daniel was older than her by several years, both he and his brother immersed in the creative arts. It didn’t take long for them to drag her under, into the world of drawing boards and think tanks. She held a nine to five, but those children were now family. She wasn’t just their nanny, she was their aunt. Read more »

Published
Categorized as Erotica

A Game of Depravity [Part 3]

*Please help yourself to* [*[Part 1]*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8yxd2q/a_game_of_depravity/) *and* [*[Part 2]*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/91118d/a_game_of_depravity_part_2/)*. As always, thanks for reading.*

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*Next time.*

Those were ominous words, weren’t they? It’s the type of saying a villain would use after they escaped their enemy. They were filled with revenge and foreboding, and Mina couldn’t quite shake them because when would the next time be?

It wasn’t as if they had worked out when was acceptable to vulnerably strip down and please each other. It wasn’t like she had actually pleased anyone in a very long time.

Daniel was a very hard man to please. It wasn’t like him to be caught in the office so routinely, but backlash from his editor, Laney, cause him to stalk the firm, sitting in the chair with his hands behind his head and elbows bent, arguing for a pitch. He didn’t really have to argue, the company was half his. Half his brothers. Even so, they were under a large umbrella company, and after a few days Mina was positive he wanted to bend that umbrella over his knee and chuck it off their back deck into the ocean. Read more »

A Game of Depravity [Part 2]

[[Part 1]](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8yxd2q/a_game_of_depravity/)

Mina had never been so happy to have Monday roll around. Typically, she enjoyed Mondays because she enjoyed the work she did immensely, but the office had become a safe haven. The more she worked, the less time she had to contemplate what had almost happened between Daniel and her.

The morning after as she lay in bed she combed through the contacts in her phone, making herself busy for the remainder of the weekend and scheduling dinners for most nights the upcoming week. There was no room for error.

She had purposefully crawled in late enough most nights, knowing Daniel would be burrowed into his room or on his laptop in the back patio writing under the moonlight as he often did. During the days at work she didn’t have to worry about seeing him. As the talent, he rarely made appearances while the sun was still shining. Plus, he wasn’t one of her clients because she knew where to draw lines. Didn’t she? Read more »

Foolish (cheating, oral, workplace)

He wanted his fingers drenched in her sent. He wanted his lips to taste of her. Already his dreams were filled with her, the length of his showers because of her as he stroked his cock to the way she moved her hips, to how her chest grew round and stiff when she stretched and that teasing sliver of her midriff was exposed.

How she bit the end of pens with full, pink lips across the table from him during board meetings as he took extensive notes.

Just how she looked.

And how she looked right through him.

Vinn had been at the company two years, surprised he enjoyed the work when he’d only applied in desperation. He hadn’t noticed her initially, just another employee who worked a few floors above him while he pushed paper. Besides, he wasn’t in the habit of ogling woman, he was married with children. If he looked it was briefly and with the dull wanting of a man who slaved long hours and came home to children.

He noticed her first when she stopped short of smacking the back of his head with a file he’d composed. Instead, slammed it down on his desk and with absolutely no passion in her voice told him, “Take another look at this.” Read more »

A Game of Depravity

Mina had carried out Carson and strapped him into his car seat after the horn honked, signaling the children’s pick up. The eldest, Abby, despite the late hour pranced out beside her and buckled herself in.

“Had a good night?” Their father asked and she clicked her heels together and grinned as an answer. Directing his tone to Mina he smiled. “Thanks again for taking them on short notice you are a lifesaver.”

“Daniel helped too.”

“Daniel’s an I-D-I-O-T.”

Justifiably, his older brother was right, Daniel was one from head to toe. When Mina had first met Daniel across her aisle seat on a 747 heading across the country she could have crossed her heart and swore she’d never be living with the man. Through a twist of fate she became his brother’s nanny after her permanent move.

Daniel was older than her by several years, both he and his brother immersed in the creative arts. It didn’t take long for them to drag her under, into the world of drawing boards and think tanks. She held a nine to five, but those children were now family. She wasn’t just their nanny, she was their aunt. Read more »

Perfect Women, Perfect Lies

Two sets of feet tangled after midnight, weaving through the dark brambles of a Cape town  summer cottage. Legs backed into the corners of side tables, heels tripped up by rugs; and frantic hands groped for the solidity of warm flesh on this equally warm summer’s eve, knocking knicknacks to the floor in their pursuit.

Backed against a wall, Serena gasped when hands found the soft skin of her hips, short summer dress shoved to her waist. Fingers kneaded her firmly, desire known in the very essence of the touch as practiced fingers climbed up her torso to the swell of her breasts. She had never had a taunt nipple taken with such softness, the change like night and day, as it was brushed by the smooth thumb of Margo.

She had known Margo since childhood, growing up vacationing next door to the woman, only one grade her senior. Margo had been the pampered only child who thrived tormenting Serena. From an early age, storming past her and knocking elbows into her side hoping she’d fall. Tossing every foul name her way and spreading even worse rumors. Read more »