Day Seven, Sunday. I was deep in a very pleasant and exciting dream. I had been the centre of attention on an enormous bed. I was tied down, but not so tight that it was uncomfortable. There was a crowd of people all standing around the bed watching, and they were dressed in work clothes, …
Bec grinned and did up one button on her dress, pulling the top together but leaving the middle gaping. I did up a couple of my own buttons after slipping my arms back into the sleeves, and we both got out of the car. I barely remembered to lock it as we walked away; I …
I had no plans other than Sunday morning to go to Steve’s pool and work on my tan. I was concerned that his neighbors might notice since it was a weekend. I was about to leave when there was a knock at my door. It was Andrea. I thought she was unhappy with the car …
Ah, what a day. A full day on the slopes was now to be topped off with a hot sauna and a good dinner. And I had no idea how hot it would get. I opened the door to the sauna and the heat hit me, a faint mist of warm steam giving the situation …
I’d left school at eighteen years of age, to find employment with a small and family owned and run accountancy firm. Each year, the company would take on two school-leavers and guide them to qualify as accountants. With their new qualification in hand, those employees moved on to join bigger organisations. At twenty-three years of …
Day 6, Saturday. I woke slowly, and it took me a few moments to remember where I was. I was completely naked and spread out on smooth, clean sheets that were of excellent quality and had a very high thread count. I was marvelling at how smooth, cool, and nice they felt against my …
The airplane engine roared, making me tighten my grip on the armrest. I hate flying. Shakily, I closed my eyes and took a breath as a big hand embraced mine. His grip was firm but gentle. I focused on the heat of his hand warming up mine as my breathing slowly eased. “Relax, I got …
Around 2002, when I was thirty-five, I traveled on business to São Paulo, Brazil, and stayed at the old Hilton Hotel. It has since been replaced by a new Hilton, which just isn’t the same! I checked in after a long flight from the US. Every bone in my body ached from the flight, and …
Dwight had been watching me from behind the bar all evening. I marveled at the way he could effortlessly make drinks while remaining laser-focused on my body. Of course, the outfit I’d chosen was meant to draw his attention. Although it was far from practical, I’d worn a dangerously short skirt to work. Even more …
The door closed behind me, and he walked around to the other side of the car. He sat down and gave the driver instructions then the car moved off, and he turned towards me. Reaching out, he took my hand in his. “I want to, though.” I was confused and shook my head. “You want …
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