My printer had refused to work properly the entire day, and now I found myself at my wit's end literally; cursing everyone around me for my own misfortune. There was some luck left in my cup to drink, so to speak, as the whole floor was rather empty at that time. My eyes lingered at the golden watch on my wrist and I could not believe it. “Fuck…” I gritted my teeth realizing it was half-past 10 pm already. A sense of desp...
Ryan was just starting out on his own, in his early twenties, with his own apartment and living alone. He had a few jobs, enough to pay rent and bills but was barely making it by. He saw an ad for a male or female secretary for a women’s magazine, so he thought he’d give it a try. He went for the interview and saw mostly girls about his age there also applying for the job but there were a few other guys. He was finally ca...
Casey sat at her desk outside the boardroom, browsing her favorite online lingerie stores. She came across a new strappy bodysuit with a completely open design aside from a small patch of sheer fabric to cover the bikini area and added it to her cart. One requirement of her secretarial job was a consistently refreshed wardrobe of sexy outfits and undergarments. Her boss, Mr. Skyler, had given her a corporate credit card f...
Tuesday, 9:09 pm “What a fucking day,” I said as I walked through the lobby of Solomon’s Palace. I meant it too - I’d woken up to a fantastic blowjob from Bobbi and made a Faustian bargain with her, though in this instance, I felt more like Mephisto to Bobbi’s Faust. After that, I’d reserved the room for another week, displacing some honeymooning couple over the weekend, but I made sure they were taken care of on my dime,...
"Sloane." My boss made my name sound like a reprimand. I looked up from my desk, already dreading his next words. "I need you to work late this evening." "Sir, I can't tonight," I protested. "Sure you can." He placed a folder before me, tapping it with his fingertip for emphasis. "But it's Friday!" He paused in the middle of putting on his suit coat. "So?" "So..." I tried to think of a convincing excuse. "I have a date, a...
The co-worker reviewing the document seems distracted, much like you are by her. You observe she's dressed a bit more daring, so you assume she has plans. You steal a glance of her formfitting skirt, wondering if she's wearing anything underneath, but careful not to be caught staring. You daydream about her, fantasizing about her hot date. Fancy restaurant, a movie, or straight to the hotel? Vanilla or kinky sex? Maybe so...
It always sucks getting your period. Unless you're in the middle of a pregnancy scare or something, it's rough no matter what your situation is. That said, I feel like I'm in a uniquely shitty position. Honestly though, while it isn't as bad as it could be, it's far worse than I would have hoped. Sitting at my desk, I can feel my pulse quicken slightly every time a coworker looks my way. Subconsciously, I fold my arms acr...
As I inch down the hallway, I can feel my anxiety steadily increasing. With each shallow, shuffling step, my heart rate continues to climb. Part of me feels certain that every single coworker within the hallway can hear the thundering sound of my pulse, like a deep bass drum. Each smile and polite nod that I see is simply another indication that I’ve been discovered. Why else would they be so nice; why would they be so di...
"Oh damn, you are tight down there!" I exclaimed in rapture and had difficulty believing that my cock had been invited inside Sara's magical cave. It wasn't just any magical cave, no, no. It was a cave that could better be described as God's paradise. I was so highly welcomed by her wonderfully narrow vaginal walls that I was beginning to doubt whether I could fit into the narrow entrance at all. "Wow!" I moaned when Sara...
Introduction Howdy! My name is Todd, and I have worked in the same company for over four years. My work as an accountant is relatively uniform, some would say. However, I found plenty of excellent and exciting challenges in my everyday life. Even though most of my work tasks take place behind a computer screen and a desk, I still occasionally go outside when, for example, I have to visit customers. I am close to turning t...
Lailah had a fantasy, one that grew with each passing day, and that made her heart thump every time she grabbed the familiar vanilla folder. While a menial task, it was the only way she gained access into her boss's office. For better or worse, her cubicle was the farthest away, which gave her time to sort her thoughts. The clacking of her heels alerted some of her co-workers, the ones who never missed an opportunity to s...
It wasn't supposed to be this way, but I am so glad that it has worked out like it has. My wife, Jade, is thirty years old. I am Cammron, and I am forty-five years old. Even though I work out regularly and eat right, I must admit that I am slowing down a bit, especially in the bedroom. We have been married for ten years, and, although she doesn't complain, at least not to me, I feel her need for more performance bearing d...
Tom stepped out of the shower, feeling a hundred times better. The flight to Dallas had taken a lot out of him. The conference tomorrow would also be demanding. At least, he thought, he wasn’t presenting. Nevertheless, all the people, all the networking, all the false smiles, and faked camaraderie were getting to be too much for him. Tom put on the plush hotel bathrobe and looked at his face in the mirror. He decided to f...
It was 6:00 pm on Tuesday and John was still at work. He didn’t have that much of a backlog and could have easily dealt with it during normal work hours. He wasn’t staying late because of work. He was staying late because he hated going home to an empty apartment. It wasn’t a home without Nicole there. It was only his second day without her, and he missed her terribly already. John reached for the next file and had just o...
Who needs a fairy godmother when you have a garter belt? Three promotions in thrice the number of months proved that. With each raising of position came a change in work quality, my lifestyle, and my wardrobe. Around the firm, the other secretaries called me the Queen Bee, a pun on my name, Beatrice. Beginning my tenure as an unassigned floor secretary, which is little more than an indentured lackey, I was promoted to a s...
