Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login

Hooters Stories

hooters

The Hooters Girl

A late lunch on his expense account escalates beyond his wildest fantasies

My job involves a lot of travel, and a lot of that travel takes me to college towns or, at least, cities that have very large universities, the kind that play big-time football. Let’s put it that way. As such, I have a deep expense account that reimburses me almost carte blanche for tabs at sports bars and strip clubs, now and then if I’m discreet and the name isn’t too obvious. I’m a frequent guest at Hooters, in other w...

What Do You Do When You Love Your Boss?

Unrequired love never works out as planned, sometimes it's even better.

I am in love with my boss! There I said it, even if it's only mentally. I really am in love with my boss! I know, dangerous and foolish territory -- but you should see her and get to know her. She's amazing! Her name is Deanna, and yes there is more than a little teasing about a like-named Star Trek character because there is a resemblance. I think Dea is taller than Deanna Troi, but the dark hair, dark eyes, sexy smile,...

The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 10

For these two couples, Christmas never stops coming

EPILOGUE: Every day is Christmas******** SHANE ******** Luckily, my boss's insurance covered the tree that fell through the cabin wall. A part of me was worried that he'd somehow blame me for the damage, but the opposite turned out to be true: "Can you imagine how much worse the damage would have been if no one was home?!" he asked. "There would have been a month’s-worth of snow and frost filling the place before we even...

Wings or Legs?

Surprising my husband

My husband and his new golf buddies started going to Hooters after mens league every Tuesday. He’d stroll in around 12:30 A.M. or so, smelling like beer and restaurant. I finally asked him what was so good about that place anyway? My husband's weakness is for a sexy set of legs especially encased in sheer silky hosiery, pantyhose or sheer silky stockings. He said that it wasn’t his decision to go, it was the rest of the g...