collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
I m married and mom of 2 daughters, since my marriage I was not so satisfied in sex with my husband. Untill I got lucky with my nephew.
So a year ago it was wedding of my niece, so the whole family was there. As they have big bunglow everyone could stay in.
I had already seen him. First in the departure hall and at check-in, later also a few meters further in front of us on the aisle where his seat was for the 2.5-hour flight.
I especially noticed his brown intense eyes. I had a brief eye contact moment with him in the check-in row and I immediately noticed them. His confident attitude and sporty but not overly muscular body also appealed to me. Felt his gaze in my gut. Fortunately, W standing next to me has no problems with a light flirtation, so if he saw it, it wouldn’t be a problem.
Certainly an advantage that he had a light, well-groomed beard. I like that, especially in combination with the slightly tinted skin that is also visible in the strong arms that stick out from under his shirt.
It is exactly as you have probably experienced it before. You notice someone at the airport for a certain reason, and as if fate plays with it, you keep seeing that person throughout the journey and eventually it turns out that you are going to spend your holiday at the same place or in the same village!
This time too, this turned out to be the case. On the bus to our accommodation I caught another glimpse of that nice ass of his in his smart shorts, and what a coincidence: Yes, he got out at the same time as us!
I took a trip to visit some friends in another state. To save some money, I crashed on their couch for my stay. We had so much planned for my visit. All of us spent the entire day out on the town, getting food and visiting places we hadn’t been to in a while. It left us all exhausted. To wind down we decided to have a toke, watch some of our favorite shows, and talk. After a couple hours, most of them were falling asleep while watching the TV. We decided to smoke one more bowl to further help us relax. Some of them went to their beds as the rest remained in the living room. They decided to be responsible and slept over, finding places in the living room to claim as their temporary bed. The couch I was staying on was a large L-shaped sectional. One of my friends decided to sleep on the other end of it, sleeping feet to feet to each other.
“Doing alright down there?”
Oh no. Deliberately, gingerly, slowly — oh so slowly — I nodded my head yes, hoping that would be good enough.
Even through the dark canvas blindfold, I knew she could see me nodding. I knew she was looking down right at me. I had felt her calves splay out from next to my ears, and I could feel her taking me in, up and down, through the space between them.
But she knew what she was after.
“What was that, boy?”
I froze. There was a ever-so-slight tinge of malice in the smoothness of her voice. But even then, I swallowed my spit, hard, and started another nod. *Please*, I thought, being very, very careful to not try and mouth the word.
She wasn’t having it. Her hand snaked down under the desk and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and baring my neck to her. I tried to keep my back perfectly straight, as ordered.
“That’s enough. You know the rules about answering. It’s been almost half an hour since I last took you out to use that wonderful little tongue of yours, my toy. You know I’m a stickler for safety, and I’m not going to be satisfied that you’re alright until I hear it directly from that very. same. tongue.”
I had texted him two days after he gave me his number, I told myself not to but I did. I couldn’t get him off my mind or, if I want to be honest, it off my mind. It has been quite awhile since Carlos and I have been together and I have been craving it badly lately. My sex life with my husband has been the best it has been in a very long time, I could not help be think it was related to this path I was taking.The truth was I was having those urges again too and Carlos has been quiet for a long time now, not returning texts. I even tried calling him a few times with no luck. The urges finally got the best of me. I have always been strong willed, even when solicited on here by local men who looked amazing or fit the need I wanted or thirst for. I had always been able to pull myself back and restrain myself. Not that day at work, I slipped. I was not able to hide behind my keyboard on this one, I had let my urges for a man with a sizable offering break that strong will and I submitted.
“Lunyra, the next time I get the brilliant idea to go to a plane with five suns in the middle of the freaking day, you stop me,” Saheeli muttered to the spider Artifact resting on top of her head, it’s spindly metallic legs nestled comfortably in her silky black hair.
“Beep.”
“Good boy.”
The Planeswalker continued to murmur to the hand sized artificial spider resting on her head as she walked through one of the few resistance camps dotting the surface of New Phyrexis, completely oblivious to the shocked stares and agape mouths of the rebels living there. They knew about Planeswalkers, of course, but who expected one to just appear in your headquarters? She was nearly out of the camp itself by the time one of them got past the initial shock and moved to confront her.
“You there, stop!” The young man who moved in front of her was surprisingly muscular given his squalid living conditions, his spiky hair made of the same cruel looking black iron that covered his forearms. She did as he asked, her polite smile masking her exasperation. Lunyra, who did not share her compunctions for niceties, beeped at him in a decidedly annoyed tone. Neither of them were especially keen on having to stand in the blistering heat for any longer than necessary.
Anna wakes up to kisses and licking on her pussy. She doesn’t open her eyes but goes to put her hands in her boss’s hair. But her arms don’t move. Her legs are spread wide but they don’t move.
Her eyes snap open.
She’s been tied to the bed. One limb to each post. She sees her sitting in a chair across the room and realizes it’s not his face between her legs. She panics. She tries to look at who it could be. But she can’t move. She’s tied too tightly. Why would he let someone into their room to violate her while she slept?
She lets out a terrified scream.
A familiar voice responds to her. “Now is all that necessary? Youngbuck over there just needed help tying some knots.”
Wyatt looks up at her face, grinning and gives her a wink before returning his mouth to her pussy.
She looks at her boss as Wyatt speaks, panic still in her eyes. She knew she shouldn’t have said she wanted to be tied up. This was not what she wanted.
Going Away Present
The two of them stood at the well for a long moment after everyone else had left, hand in hand, watching the crystalline lotus flower float gently on the waters surface. Some small part of Ethari wished they could stay like this forever: just the two of them, simply enjoying each others company underneath the pale light of the moon. But the night was only so long, and if Ethari was going to pull off his plan, he would have to do it now. So he pulled his hand free of Runaan’s, and turned from the well to face his husband.
“I have a surprise for you, by the way.”
Runaan raised an eyebrow. “A surprise?” A small smile grew, showing the slightest amount of perfectly white teeth. “What kind of surprise?”
“The kind you’re not getting any hints about,” Ethari said coyly. “I need to get back home and get it ready, so come back home in about half an hour or so.”
“It’s a new blade, isn’t it? One to help me on my mission!”
He eagerly fastened up the last few laces of the back of her corset, rejoicing in it, as he didn’t know the next time he’d be allowed to get this close to touching her. ‘’Nearly done?’’ she questioned, causing him to jump slightly, as he was afraid of upsetting his impatient Mistress. ‘’Al…Almost ma’am’’ he nervously stuttered, knowing that this answer was not good enough. ‘’Quickly now!’’ she demanded, as he hasted in looping up the last few links. ‘’Finished ma’am’’ he muttered, as his arms and head sank back into the only position she allowed him in without instruction.
She stood gracefully and slowly turned towards him, seductively stroking the sides of her body, tucked into a tight white corset. ‘’Good boy. How do I look?’’ she asked, as she gently moved her hand to straighten the bowtie she made him put on, as he took everything else off. She then made her way to his soft cheek, rubbing it with the side of her thumb. Knowing better than to gaze upon her without permission, he replied ‘’You always look beautiful ma’am’’. ‘’What a good little puppy’’ she stated, as her hand lifted from his cheek, and quickly swung back, slapping him across his face.
“Here, Chloe, here’s my number,” I said, holding out my phone.
“Ok,” she said, typing it in. But she hesitated on the field for name, shifting nervously.
It took me a second, but then I understood. She didn’t remember my name. I smiled. “It’s spelled G-R-A-Y-S-O-N,” I said, saving her the embarrassment of calling her out.
Chloe was the same major as me, so we’d had a few classes together here and there. She was this quiet, shy girl who never had much to say, except when it came to the class’s subject. Talking in class about linear equations or chemistry resonance structures she’d get fired up and passionate, even if in the hallways before class she never joined in the group’s social chit-chat.
“You want to meet tonight?” I asked.
“I can’t,” she said, “But we should get started soon. Can you meet at the main library tomorrow morning?”
Tomorrow was a Friday, and I’d arranged my class schedule to do fuck-all on Fridays. But I could give up one Friday morning if it meant partnering with the smart student. “Yeah, sure,” I said, “Nine AM?”