[MF] My legal assistant walked in on my vinegar strokes as I “negotiated” a contract with my “client”

“Kaitlyn?” I called out into the lobby. Of course it was her. You see, no one at my office had met Kaitlyn before and didn’t know what she looked like, so she had somehow managed to get on my list of consultations for the day, right before my lunch hour.

I ushered her into one of my firm’s conference rooms, pretending to not know her and apprehensive at first as to why she was there.

At first, Kaitlyn kept up her charade, and pretended to ask me some legal questions. I went along with it and explained the ins and outs of her purely hypothetical legal issue, and the potential options for her as one of my clients, and then I quoted the cost of my services (a $5000 retainer).

Now I don’t typically negotiate my fee as a rule, but some rules are meant to be broken.

My girlfriend and I had the craziest weekend pt 1 [MF]

My gf (25) and I (28) went out to the beach this past weekend with some family. It was supposed to just be a get away to relax and soak in the sun. Well basically as soon as we get to the condo, we both become such little horndogs and fuck right away.

As we unpack and get lunch, we all make it out to the beach. After a while of laying out, my gf, some family and I decided to swim in the ocean for a bit. After a while, everyone goes in to shore besides my gf and I. Now she’s got such a fat ass I love it. It turns me on all the time. And it was definitely showing with he bottoms.

Anyways, we start being intimate and kissing in the ocean. We begin talking about how horny we are and how we wish we could fuck right there in the ocean. Well no one was really around us, and we were out deep enough where the water was about chest high on her.

Just Friends [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Facial] [Oral Sex]

“You guys have to try and work it out,” Drake said as he stared at me on our lunch break. “I can’t have this going on.”

“I have no idea, what’s going on,” I shrugged.

“Work it out, soon!” Drake said, slightly annoyed.

“This weekend, then?” I asked.

“Sure,” Drake said as he walked away from me.

I shook my head, I had no idea why his girlfriend was annoyed with me or had started to ignore me, but I took it as a hint and started ignoring her and avoiding them.

Drake was my work buddy, sure, we hung out sometimes outside of work, but mostly we spent a lot of time together at work mainly because we lived in the same area. We always rode together when it was time to travel out of town or the state.

His girlfriend Bailey was just like me, a workout hog. That’s how I met her, not through him, but at the gym. We went to the same gym and were there twice a day. One day, when some guy was hitting on her, I pretended to be her guy, and she went along with it, and we started talking and exchanging numbers.

[MF] We broke (almost) every bed in the hostel

*Once upon a time, my girlfriend and I were backpacking through the Scottish Highlands.*

It was a magical trip and I enjoyed it very much. We were there in the dead of winter – over Christmas, in fact – going from small city to small city to enjoy the sights and beautiful landscapes. Although there was one downside to our trip: it got dark *early*.

*Like, the sun set at 4pm sharp.*

Christine and I didn’t mind, though. That just meant that we had more time for, ahem, activities.

I forget exactly where we were – maybe Inverness? – and we’d bunked down at a hostel for the night. We were lucky to have been able to find one that had private rooms, which meant that we could go ahead and do said activities without worry.

*For those that don’t remember my earliest stories, I dated Christine for a year, 10 months of which were long distance. That meant that when we did see each other, we tended to jump each others’ bones. A lot.*

This is the story of how those poor, underpaid hostel workers came to hate us.

What if… Jackie Showed Up After Graduation Pt. 5 [M/F/F] (Margaret & Janice)

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=== ***Chris*** ===

Janice changed her mind. She wanted an extra day.

I sent Eve a text saying I’d probably be late tomorrow, and that got her a little steamy, so I explained why and she understood, but she is still mad. She still wants her own action tomorrow night, and now I’m wondering if I can even deliver.

Well when I woke up next to Janice, the first thing I did was give her a good morning kiss. At first she looked at me weirdly, almost in shock, but then it finally registered to her who I am and what we did and she returned the kiss.

“I hadn’t slept like that in a long time,” she chuckled, “a really long time.”

“You were probably stressed out,” I said while gently brushing her cheeks, “sex can be quite relaxing and it releases dopamine and serotonin.”

“Do tell. I felt things I haven’t felt.”

Well, she cooked breakfast for me and we ate with smiles and laughter. She told me about her college days, dull as it is, and mostly the reason why she lived a sexless life until now.

Sister’s Helping Hand – Chapter 01 – Sis Helps My Anxiety

I didn’t know why I felt this way.

But when I tried to hit on a girl, I freak out. My stomach tensed up into knots and my throat went dry and raspy. Every time, without fail, when I saw a girl I found attractive, it happens.

I’m 18, and I wouldn’t say I was particularly ugly. I wasn’t not a model or anything, but I get plenty of looks from girls around campus. I played a lot of sports and hoped to jump into uni on a football scholarship.

But that damn vee card… I knew it wasn’t a big deal. Most guys were still virgins at my age. Well, if you considered 12% of guys. I read that somewhere.

The problem was, all my mates were testosterone filled males. Every one of them were in their prime, shagging girls left, right and center. I loved playing footie, but sometimes the teasing from the lads could be infuriating.

I was about to leave college after the last class of the day finished.

I rounded the corner and bumped into a lock of long, blonde hair.

My gf, Amy, sets up a threesome with our hot lab partner (FFM 21) part 1

We had to leave Amy’s vacation house and head back to school. Amy, Mary, Sarah and I took a flight back to our school. Josie had to get on a separate flight back to her school. Once we were back at school, we didn’t hang out that much as a group for about a week, because we had to catch up on school. Amy and I slept together of course, but we only saw Mary and Sarah a couple of times that week, just for a quick meal or something.

Amy and I were still lab partners and still in most of the same classes, so we saw each other all the time. Normally, Amy and I were lab partners with just the two of us, but this week our professor asked us to take a third person. She was this Korean girl named, Hyun. Her normal lab partner was not there.

Hyun was irritated. She told the professor she did not need a partner, but he made her go to our group. As I mentioned early in this series, all of the biology majors at our small college were trying to go to med school, except Amy and me. We just liked biology. Hyun was one of the pre-med group and they were a bunch of cutthroats. They would stab anyone in the back for a higher grade. She did not want us dragging her down.

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 1)

The trees made green streaks past his window and the sky was streaked with gray. The train swayed away from the station, trundling towards London. Nathan watched the landscape blur from the last row of the carriage. He’d had the row to himself since he left Leeds. This suited him well as he could spread out his full 6’2” frame without pressing his knees against the seat in front of
him or try to tuck his feet back under his own seat. His shoulder bag was down near his feet and hand was on it, getting ready to put it on the seat next to him when he caught a hint of vanilla on the air and a voice said “Do you mind if I sit here?”

Looking up, he immediately checked himself. Trying hard not to stare, he shifted unnecessarily, making no more space at all, but putting on quite a show of rearranging himself and his things. She was stunning. In her early to mid thirties, she had on a clinging, but office-appropriate burgundy dress, dark stockings, black high heels, and trendy cat-eye glasses still dotted with rain water. Her hair was a dirty blonde pulled up in a messy bun. Raindrops were still clinging to some of the strands that had come loose from the bun and had fallen around the sides of her face. He wanted desperately to look closer. He didn’t.

Caught Watching Porn [Roommate] [Masturbation] [MF]

Back when I was around 28 years old I shared a place with some 26 year old roommate. We two got along with each other before we made the decision to move into the same apartment. Nope, we weren’t best friends of anything: More just friends of friends that ran randomly into each other at some parties.

The main reason for the two of us moving in together was: We both had enough of our old places, our old roommates, we talked about it at a party and the next day we texted. A few days later we went out to find some suitable flat. We went apartment hunting. After two months we finally found something suitable. A large place with two equal sized rooms, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a toilet. t was within our budget. We shared rent and utilities. Each one of us covered one half.

Then we moved in. We decorated the place in our style. We luckily and totally coincidental had the same taste regarding interior design. We turned it into our cozy home. A home, that non of us would see that often in the next year or two.

A pizza delivery leads to being held captive. M/F

At one point in my life I had dreams of enlisting into the military but certain circumstances didn’t allow for that to happen. I had recently graduated high school and I took a part time job delivering pizzas.

“Watch out for those lonely housewives,” my girlfriend Molly would tease.Little did we know those words would be so prophetic.

It started like all such life changing days do, as a typical day no different than any other. It stayed that way till the end of my shift. I was delivering a pie to a freshly built enclave of McMansions just outside of town. Candlewick Lake was being sold as an out of the way place for the lower upper class to show off their wealth. At the time of my visit most of the homes had been sold but only one was finished and occupied. That was my destination that evening.

I rang the doorbell and waited.

“Coming!” a woman called.

I waited for a few more minutes eventually checking my phone.

“Be right there!”