It wasn't a bad job as jobs go and it kept him in extra money while he was attending the police academy, plus it offered him plenty of time to study during the long nights. Ben worked as a security officer on the 10 PM to 7 AM shift at a very known luxury hotel, he was part of a two-man team of one man inside and one outside in a vehicle.  Ben had already attended the private police academy and that allowed him to go arme...

After years of corporate boredom, disillusionment, and servitude somehow fate loves to amuse itself by providing circumstances, where, with a single decision in one moment, a career can be won - or lost. My entire professional trajectory was changed on one boring Friday afternoon, returning from lunch, to get ready for a long holiday weekend. When she trotted into the elevator, before the doors closed on her fleshy but fi...

Show Time (The names of the participants have been changed to protect their reputation and anonymity.)James Randal was sitting in the living room of his Hollywood mansion watching the end of a live sex show that his friend had recorded for him, when his phone rang. “James, have you watched the DVD yet?” Stephen chirped through the phone. James had known Stephen since they were in grade school. He was a very successful bus...

This was Rudy’s first time at Sal’s restaurant and he idly wondered if it was always this crowded. The restaurant was set on the ground floor of the Regal Hotel so it stood to reason that many of the patrons were staying at the hotel. The crowd did serve to make it easier to stalk the old man, though. He was only a few tables away from Sagan Pharmaceutical founder and CEO, Carl Shoemacher. Rudy had checked and found that...

I planned on getting to work before my shift, early enough that I would have some private time with my boss, Neil. Just thinking about him and I wanted to slide my hand into my black stretch pants, underneath my tiny black g-string to feel my soaking wet pussy. I craved his cock, in my mouth, deep inside inside of my pussy, filling me with his cum. Unfortunately, the rush hour traffic, including a mix of construction and...

The violist giving a concert was a rare treat for many of the university music graduates of this year, most notably I. Although not a viola player myself, as an avid violinist and classical music nerd, this opportunity was not going to be missed. After the concert went through Telemann’s Viola Concerto, Mozart’s “Sinfonia Concertante for Violin & Viola”, ending on Bruch’s “Romance for Viola & Orchestra”, not only did the...

Chelsea was late, the victim of a failed alarm clock and cab shortage. She silently cursed her tight skirt and heels as she flew through the lobby, skidding across the polished marble floor just in time to catch the elevator. Breathless, she jumped in, glanced at her watch, and exhaled in relief. The button to the fifth floor was already glowing, pressed by the elevator’s only other occupant. When she turned to say good m...

The Contest Winner By Nicole Larson “Did you enjoy the show?” the big security man with the headset asked. “I did!” I gushed. “Very much!” And I had. It had been a long time since I’d been to a rock concert, and I wasn’t a huge fan of Cindee’s music, but she had put on a great show. The lights, the songs, the dancing, the insanity of the crowd, it was intoxicating. So here I was, riding an elevator up to the 24 th floor o...

The sun was just breaking across the horizon, and Stacey was rushing around her 1 bedroom apartment looking for her car keys. Silently cussing to herself of how it is possible she loses them almost every other day, and today of all days! "Why did I not leave them by the front door?" she thought to herself frantically. Stacey is the sous-chef for Enchanted Bells catering company. She had been with this company since she wa...

It was a warm Saturday night in the middle of August. I own a restaurant at the base of an apartment building in NoHo, also known as North Houston Street. Well it’s only smart because I live upstairs on the 22nd floor of this building. It is a nice little loft/condo: on the first floor there is a living room, balcony, kitchen, and a bar; upstairs (yes, I said upstairs) there are three bathrooms and three bedrooms, two are...

From Part 1: “No, YOU made the mess,” I chided. I giggled back. It was only then that she kissed me – just a quick peck on the lips. She pushed me over backward and leaped up, running for the surf. I watched her go, amazed again at the natural wonderfulness of her. At the water’s edge, she turned quickly. “You coming?” she called. Yes. Yes, I was. We splashed in the surf like kids. We wandered up and down the beach. We sa...