Marian Wintergreen looked assured and positive in her two-piece Houndstooth short jacket and body con short skirt. The two-button top had little effect in hiding her braless bosom, and the knee-length skirt rode up to display her black thigh-high stockings with the lace trim as she rested her backside on the edge of her desk. "Thank you, gentlemen. You may leave. But remain outside the door and let nobody enter. OR leave....

The last week has been like living in an alternate reality. Every time I woke up, I told myself it must all have been a dream. Except that as soon as woke up tied to my bed, I understood that everything Luke was doing to me was real. At least at work, I have some semblance of normality, but as soon as I get home, my world turns upside down and I become a horny little lap dog. Tonight is Friday and I come home with an anxi...

A few years passed since he was last spanked by his neighbor, and Pete had moved out of his parent's house to an apartment not far away. He hadn't forgotten her and longed to be punished by her again. She hadn't forgotten him either and wished he still lived next door, so she could punish him for his misbehavior. Pete was running errands and happened to see her at the grocery store. Familiar pangs of excitement and fear r...

How long is Bryan going to keep me waiting? I feel like I've been in this position for hours. My knees hurt. If I were any braver, I'd join him in his office and ask him to fuck me the way I want to be fucked. Instead, I stay here, bent over the sofa like a fool. When I finally hear footsteps behind me, my heart clenches and my stomach tighten. I know he's going to fuck me in the ass, but at this point, I don't fear it. W...

“Sir? You told me when someone named Ameline called to come get you? I know you’re in the middle of the meeting but you said she’d only call if it was urgent and--” “Thank you. You are exactly right. Please pardon me for a few moments, gentlemen, I have to take this. I’ll be right back.” CEO Günter Midas Schuler excused himself to his corner office and picked up the phone. “Yes?” “Sir?” Hearing her voice on the other line...

Chapter Nine. A Study In Scarlett, part two. Two hours before kick-off at 7.45 Scarlett took the railway train from Liverpool Street station to White Hart Lane. There she joined the thousands of other supporters gathering for the big game. Emma had told her she would meet her at the Park Lane end of the stadium as she was intending to test out her new purchase, her Honda 500 motorcycle with the six speeds and 471cc displa...

London, 2013. The traditional Swiss and European-type finishing schools of yesteryear had long provided young ladies with an irreproachable foundation in all aspects of social etiquette, entertainment, and lifestyle appreciation. As women transitioned from the dining room to the board room, most of the traditional feminine institutions closed, leaving both women and men to learn 'it' on their own. Minding Manners was the...

"Ah, Marian. I'd like you to meet my daughter. This is Karen. She's going to be practicing her executive skills with the company for an indefinite period." Jeremy Bates had dropped by the office of Mrs. Wintergreen on a slow afternoon, with a beautiful strawberry blonde on his arm. The twenty-something-year-old had her luscious hair flowing down the back of her shoulder less dress, which was far too short for the older wo...

The past is not a foreign country, as Hartley had it, but something visceral, real, and alive in us all. Our past permeates the deepest reaches of our subconscious minds, shaping our responses, informing our attitudes, and influencing our relationships, often in ways we do not realise and can barely comprehend. For those with a virtuous past, the rewards are paid down over time. To them comes restful sleep, trusting, fulf...

Mrs. Wintergreen was all too aware of the real threat of industrial or corporate espionage. Corporate espionage is probably not what you think of when you hear the word 'spy.' It's usually not glamorous or physically dangerous. Sometimes, it's as simple as a man, or woman sitting in front of a computer with a mobile phone, sending screenshots to his or her employer's competitors. Corporate espionage is the act of stealing...

The spell of hot weather in September 2023 followed a miserable summer in England. With one of the wettest Julys on record, the country had seen the following month bring a mixed bag of sunshine and rain. Now, the heat and nighttime humidity made sleep impossible for most. So when James Wilkins returned to Gainsborough Lodge for the second time in weeks, he was heard breaking in at one a.m. by an alert Harold Wintergreen....

It was a sultry Saturday night in late August and Mrs. Wintergreen struggled to sleep. She was on top of the sheets in the buff as she tossed and turned in a futile attempt to drop off. The forty-one-year-old and her older husband by twenty years slept in separate bedrooms these days which they both found perfectly satisfactory. A gentle breeze fluttered through the curtains at the open window and for an instant, her eyes...

"Very well, Caroline. I shall help out in any way and EVERY way I can." Marian Wintergreen and Caroline Portman had become fairly good friends during the year, despite a frosty start to their work environment. Mrs. Wintergreen had done well for herself in the company and did not welcome the ambitious younger woman chasing her tail for promotion. The forty-one-year-old had matured into a determined and confidant woman who...

Caroline Portman stood up when Jeremy Bates entered her office on the thirtieth floor of Number Twenty Fenchurch Street. Occupying a prominent site in the heart of the City of London, it is a landmark building that stands apart from the crowd of the City of London. "There you are," she said in a girlish voice. "I was getting worried." Jeremy rolled his eyes and spread his hands. "I had to escape Wintergreen. She's been ho...