Julian and I met in his office at a little after six that morning. Despite my nervousness, I had to stifle a yawn, for I'd slept poorly the night before. And Julian looked even worse; I couldn't help but notice the dark circles under his eyes. Though I was ten years his senior, he was many rungs above me on the corporate ladder. So while he got the executive office, I got the title of his assistant. Sometimes the power im...

I thought I was the only one still working in the office that evening. I'd stayed late, trying to reach a good stopping point, and my eyes were now bleary from staring at spreadsheets. At twenty-four, I'd found a job with an okay salary and decent benefits, but I still felt aimless. I kept asking myself what I actually wanted to do with my life. Maybe this was the only realistic option. At least I was able to pay my bills...

"Why do you keep ending up in detention?" she asked, glaring at him with her arms crossed. "Maybe I like seeing you," Pete snapped back sarcastically, his eyes fixed on her slender body. He was seated in the front of the otherwise empty classroom. She stood in front of him, leaning against the back of her large desk, glaring down at him. "That's nice and all, but I'd really like to go home, and I'm stuck here, babysitting...

The cashier had put on headphones and was playing with her phone. It was far, far into the night and Lily was the only person in the hospital cafe. She was too preoccupied to really want anything to eat or drink, so her tea went cold in no time. ‘Story of my night,’ she thought to herself, ‘First, hot, sex. Then, tepid, sleep. Finally, cold night alone.” She was sitting alone in a corner of the darkened café. Eric was ups...

My knees tremble a little as I settle into place across the desk. I stretch my arms out, grasp the edge of the table and rest my head on them. I hear the cane swish through the air, a warmup for his arm. He flips my skirt up, baring my buttocks. The anticipation is wonderful. He manages to land the fourth stroke directly on the site of the third one. The pain is exquisite, but I'm damper with each stroke. After the sixth...

After eight years of marriage, our sex life had grown stale and dull. “Take me by surprise,” I told him, “Any time.” Nearly a week passed. Not another word was said. I was sitting at my desk working on my last Lush story. The door burst open. He gently pulled me up from the office chair, then pushed me down, so I was bent over my writing desk. He reached around and undid my jeans, yanking them down. Then my panties. He en...

Julie has settled into working with Mr. Henshaw. She enjoys the work, but for the first time in her life, Julie is enjoying cock and cum. Julie thinks nothing of taking dictation while bent over Mr. Henshaw's desk. Her skirt pushed past her hips, panties around her feet, and Mr. Henshaw's cock sliding back and forth slowly in her pussy. Julie considers it a good day at the office when she drives home with a satisfied puss...

Julie is enjoying her new job with Mr. Henshaw far more than she ever dreamed. At least once a day, she milks Mr. Henshaw of his creamy fluid. She loves the taste and how it slides down her throat and wonders why she refused to do it for all those years. Julie is relatively satisfied giving Mr. Henshaw a handjob to extract his seaman. Twice though, she put the head of his giant cock in her mouth instead of resting it on h...