It's now hard to bear the gaze of the firm's customers when I'm at reception. I'm allowed to wear clothes, but it's on the edge of decency. Today, I'm wearing a leather skirt that barely reaches the bottom of my ass, and a translucent white blouse that's so tight it feels like my breasts want to burst out of it. No underwear, of course. With my nipples pointing under the fabric, it's hard not to notice. Plus, I have to ke...

Hello there. I'm Janet. I'm in my early forties, divorced, and my kid is in college, so I'm very much on my own. Conversely, I manage a very successful real estate business, which keeps me extremely busy. In terms of sex, there's not much to discuss. I don't go out often, and I don't really need a man in my life. I guess when I have to sum it up, I'd say that sex isn't all that important to me. At least, that's what I wou...

“I’m going to set you up with a mentor.” Bodie was disappointed. He was feeling strangely refreshed and alert at the end of his session with Dr. Samenschlag, although he noticed his knees were a little sore and there was a strange taste in his mouth. But this news was not what he had wanted to hear. He had hoped Dr. Sammenschlag would clear him to be considered for a senior management position at work, but after exhaustiv...

Many women wear those super-tight yoga pants riding up the crotch. I call them painted-on pants. I also want to mention those low-rise, revealing shirts that show off most of the jug skin above the nipples, too. Those other young women without bras, with their glorious nipples poking out through their shirts (a new fad I happen to love). Of course, many of the same girls also hang their asses out of their shorts. Great! I...

Timmy Titmus paused to read the sign on the office door. "Dr. Sigmung Samenschlag, Behavioral Therapist," in big letters, and below that a list of services, including Personality Testing, Marriage Counseling, Addiction Counseling, and Employment Assessment. This was definitely the place. It was conveniently only a five-minute walk from his office at Fappercon Headquarters in downtown Chicago. Apprehensive but resolute, he...

Wednesday, 8:05 am Buried in my bed sheets, my phone woke me with its incessant buzzing. I blindly reached for it without success and cursed as I reluctantly opened my eyes and began sorting through my blankets, looking for the damn thing. During the process, my phone stopped, which made it harder to find. The entire time, I had to remind myself where I was and what had happened over the last five days. Inheriting billion...

Tuesday, 4:35 pm After finishing the paperwork at The Blue Beans and ordering a coffee for Natalie, I returned to the office. The rest of the coffee date with Ashlee went without a hitch, which surprised me, considering how poorly things went for her at the start of the meeting. She filled me in a little on her history. She was twenty and attending her third year of college at Columbia, studying business administration wi...

Tuesday 2:25 pm Something yanked me out of one of the best sleeps I’d experienced in a long time. Disoriented, I looked around the room and started taking stock of my situation - four walls, a desk, two chairs pushed into the corner… I was in an office, and I was alone. A sound went off and I immediately identified it as what woke me up. Trying to remember what had happened to me and what had interrupted such a good sleep...

A few minutes after Naomi left, the door opened and the final candidate walked in. My first impression was she was very different from the other two in almost every way. Bella and Naomi had dark hair, were curvy, and had an innate sensuality about them that would have immediately turned the heads of every straight male within sight and inspired every filthy fantasy imaginable. They’d both been relatively tall with fair co...

I sat at my desk and quickly flipped through all three resumes while waiting for the first candidate to come in. I know I probably sound like a broken record at this point, but it was strange to me that I was interviewing for a personal assistant when I’d just been one of the many drones on the analytics floor of Marduke just a few days ago. I wondered if Gerald had any idea what was going on, or that I’d even bought the...

Wow. Today I woke up to feelings and emotions like I’ve never experienced in years. My mind was racing, it was filled with erotic thoughts and images, and my libido felt like that of an eighteen-year-old kid, and it all happened because yesterday at work I took a risk and kissed a coworker. It’s important to know that we are both married...to other people. And we’re both unhappy with our situations. But this morning, as I...

Tuesday, 8:00 am My alarm pulled me directly out of a REM cycle with the noisy jingle of some factory-made generic tune, and I was in no mood to put up with its bullshit. Fingers blindly searched the side table beside the bed to find my phone; once they’d located it, I swiped at the area on the screen that would turn off the alarm completely. I was in a strange bedroom. My eyes were still closed, but there were other sign...

Monday, 9:13 am “This is a lot,” I said, staring at the ream of paperwork that lay before me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up into the soft green eyes of the young brunette just above my right shoulder. She leaned forward to place a thin collection of papers in front of the large stack. My eyes traveled down to her cleavage tastefully displayed thanks to the plunge of the neckline of her blouse. I glanced up ju...