The autumn glow from outside shone through the voiles and blinds and into the main bedroom. The warm light was shining on Miss Lexington as she undressed. She slowly took down her underwear, and once again, pushed her bottom out as she guided the lingerie down past her knees to the floor. She took her high-heels off and was completely naked. Chris’ cock was throbbing and solid. Even though his cock was quite worn out, it...

“Yes, Christopher. You flirting around my female staff members is something I take seriously. I can not have that in my corporate facility. I need you to be concentrated on doing what I require from you, that is one hundred percent efficiency,” Miss Lexington said loudly, as she grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. Chris was feeling very nervous now as he didn’t think it was that bad that he had touched her hee...

The lights had been out in Miss Lexington’s bedroom for around ten minutes. Chris had been lying awake, thinking over the last day and a half, here at Miss Lexington's immaculate home. He wanted to know, what was it about the Sunday Telegraph that Miss Lexington was looking forward to. He thought it was best to get to sleep and see it play out in the morning. Just as he was starting to drift off, he suddenly remembered th...

Back in the bedroom with the door closed, the female opera music was playing louder than usual. Miss Lexington was pouring the champagne into the two glasses. She handed one to Chris and told him to sip and swirl it around his mouth before drinking the whole glass. She then told him to undress and bend over the bed. Being totally obedient to her demands, he did as he was told. Miss Lexington watched him whilst sipping her...

It was 08:00am on Saturday morning and Miss Lexington got up and out of the bed right away and went in to the en-suite. Chris had awoken and just lay there under the queen-size, taped-together sheet, awaiting her return before he moved. He looked around the room at the decor and pictures, thinking about the previous day’s events. A few minutes later, she was back in the bedroom; she pulled the queen-size sheet off the bed...

Walking up the stairs, Chris followed as Miss Lexington led the way, returning to the pristine, main bedroom. The room was lit, with ambient light from lamps in each corner of the room with brighter, warm-white LEDs above the headboard wall. Female opera melodies were playing out around the room. Miss Lexington pointed to the bed. “Lay out the pages, and cover the bed in the same manner I had them. Be sure to wrap the pil...

Natasha Lexington, the powerful CEO of her family’s highly successful technology company, Lexington Nanotron Corporation, was sitting in her immaculate, top-floor office. It was Thursday afternoon and the week had brought a packed schedule. LNC had agreed to a deal with a Berlin-based technology company worth many hundreds of thousands and potentially millions in the future. She was sorting through the final report of the...

“Ah, Mrs Stubbs! Do come in.” Mrs Stubbs was, in contradistinction to her name, tall, slender and elegant, with pale skin, gently slanting oriental eyes, her black hair formed into a soft bob which, indeed, bobbed winsomely as she entered the consulting room, smiled cautiously, and sat facing Dr Gaia’s large mock-oak desk. The doctor was, by contrast, large and buxom, with frizzy black hair, her dark skin rich and glowing...

  Ich komme, ich komme, grünende Brüder… “I am coming, I am coming,” I sing, as my soft arms extend heavenwards – curling, flexing, fashioning out of my imagination leaves, vines, boughs of ash and laurel – as I embrace the gift of mother-goddess to water-nymph. Below me, strings churn and gambol, myriad-divided, like the viridescent light which shines dappled through my branches. Sinewy lines of unseen woodwind twist and...

Blessed bare on the enchanted summit.What lies there? Puss-puss or somewhat.How delightful is this glimmering sight!Breasts heaving in that armour tight.Siegfried is taken by amorous fits.The armour’s off; My God! What tits!“Mommy, Mommy. Looky, looky!Brünnhilde’s boobs and naked nookie!”‘Das ist kein Mann’, Siegfried surmisesAs more than just the curtain rises.His hand trembles on his beating heartAnd even more throbbing...