“How long have I known you, Megan?” asked Gregor Arbuthnot, working late in the office.
The girl in the straight-backed chair by the desk had her face almost hidden in her hair. Her head was bowed. The sounds of her sobs was the only sound in the room. There were books in shelves around the office; a wood panelled door; heavy drapes over a view of the city, (high up). It was dark outside.… Read the rest
I don’t know exactly what I expected to happen, but it was perfectly clear to me now that it would be impossible for me to focus on anything but her anytime I was in this room. To make matters worse, there she was, sitting right across from me. She had one long leg crossed over the other, swinging slightly, her high heel barely dangling as her eyes seemed intently focused on the webinar slides being shown on the projection screen.… Read the rest
0I was at my desk, growling in frustration at the paperwork in front of me. Even for a Monday, today had already been terrible. One aggravating thing after another. The warm spell we’d been having was gone, replaced once again by a layer of ice over my car that I hadn’t expected having to clear off before heading to work. I got in the car to start it, thinking the defroster might make things a little easier.… Read the rest
My best mate at the time this true story occurred was Graham and we usually did everything together which usually included getting into trouble.
We both were interested in science so we enrolled in a country college in Queensland (a state of Australia). This was going to be a whole year study course about the effects of insects on the ecology of creeks and farm land. This college was an ideal place for this course as right beside it was a farm as well as several little creeks running through and around it.… Read the rest
Krista always had an affinity for her doctor, but never thought about breeching that patient/doctor confidence, until she recently divorced and learned that her family physician had also gone through a divorce. However, that line of “properness” between doctor and patient had essentially disintegrated when Krista masturbated. She found herself thinking of Dr. Stein…Kevin…before she even started to undress to expose herself for self-play. Thoughts of Kevin always made her aroused and very, very wet, and today was no different.… Read the rest
This all started one day when my wife was sat on a bar stool. We were having lunch in a pub and my wife Amy decided she needed to go to the toilet. As she spun around her dress seemed to catch and as she lowered herself from the stool her dress rose up her thighs. The lads sat down across from us had a clear view up her skirt and they can’t but have seen her panties.… Read the rest
It was Friday and I couldn’t wait any longer to get back home.
The past couple of weeks had been particularly more hectic than the others, since it was the end of the first financial quarter after the merger. Everyone in the office had been busy throughout, preparing financial statements and various reports necessary for compliance. As the head of the department, it had been nothing short of a nightmare for me.… Read the rest
“Sergeant Lori Parker?”
I snap forward in my seat. The voice is the first sound I’ve heard while sitting alone in the waiting room.
Fidgeting with a sealed folder in my hands, I look up at the nurse standing over me. She’s an older woman with graying hair and a sour demeanor. I can practically feel her gaze burning holes into my skull – she’s scrutinizing me from the top of from my ear-length black hair, all the way down to my combat boots.… Read the rest
The professor was very pleased with the new PA he hired last week. The past few months had been extremely busy with all the data to collect, papers to write, presentations and classes to prepare, and on top of that a lot of annoying administrative tasks he just couldn’t keep up with. The secretary of the department had been bugging him for months about all the reimbursements forms and grading notes he still had to fill out.… Read the rest
“Miss Jones, I need you in my office, now,” Mr. Proctor’s voice barked through the intercom. His voice crackled.
Michelle pushed a button on her phone and replied, “yes, sir.” He ended the call, the light on her phone flickering off. Michelle sat back in her seat, the scratchy fabric of the computer chair rubbing against her neck, making the skin between her blouse and the bottom of her bun itch.… Read the rest