My morning had been crazy, four new cases and I was the only one available to take them. I was beginning to think that the day was never going to end. I listened to an endless amount of griping and bickering, and that was from my colleagues. Some how I thought pro bono work would be more gratifying. I love my work on most levels, but the people I have to deal with, namely the other lawyers, are enough to make you reconsider your career path. I guess the reason why that morning felt like it was dragging was because I had scheduled my afternoon off. My best friend from high school was going to be in town and we were going to get together for lunch. She and I had talked on the phone for the past six years, but never actually got to see each other since graduation. We were both afraid we wouldn’t click like back in the day. She and I were inseparable back then. Our other friends would pick on us; Siamese twins or lesbians take your pick. We didn’t really mind, as long as we were together. We sit up late at night talking about what it would be like to make out with each other, but neither of us had the balls to actually do it. That thought made me laugh and brought me back to the boring meeting I was in just in time to see everyone looking at me. I had to get out of there! I sank down into my chair and waited for them to carry on. The meeting, which of course was just an excuse to get everyone away from his or her offices to chitchat had lasted a small eternity. Nothing was said of any importance, just a way to waste time.
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I got back to my office to find a note on my desk, “Meet Jessica at the Blue Moon Café.” My heart jumped. I knew we were going to get together, but now it was for real, it was on paper! I got to the café early and got a table facing the door. I wanted to make sure I saw her when she walked in. I didn’t have to wait long. It might have been six years, but she still looked the same, tall, long legged and blonde. She spotted me immediately and walked over. We hugged tightly as we giggled and laughed. It was a bit weird seeing her. We quickly fell into our old routine and gossiped about everything in our lives, leaving no detail out. After we’d both eaten I asked her where she wanted to go for the afternoon. “I wanna see where you work Tracey.” As much as I didn’t want to go back there, I nodded and smiled. “Sure thing hon.” I walked in and asked Monica, the firm’s secretary, to act as if I’m still out. She smiled and answered yet another phone call. I opened the door to my small office and let Jessica in. “Whoa hon, you’ve moved up in the world haven’t you?” She had to be joking. My office was large enough to fit my desk, 2 chairs opposite the desk, three five drawer filing cabinets and a dark brown couch, which was only in my office because there was nowhere else to put it. Read more of this erotic sex story
“Are you ready to go?” I asked. “Yeah, just lemme grab a few other things and I’ll meet you at the car.” I picked up my bags and headed for the trunk. Ahh this weekend was going be great. We were off to see some friends from college. We hadn’t found time since graduation for all of us to get together until now. It had been almost two years. I couldn’t help but wonder if either of them had changed. I wondered if they would freak out once they found out that Stefanie and I weren’t just ‘good friends’. I never know how anyone will react when they see us together, two women holding hands, obviously in love. Oh well, she and I were happy and that’s all that mattered to me.
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Stefanie rushed out of the house, trying to handle four bags and a cooler. “My God woman, whatcha packing so much for, it’s just a weekend stay.” “Well, ya never know what’s gonna happen and it doesn’t hurt to be prepared.” She’d put our pillows and a blanket in the back seat earlier this morning. She was the epitome of a boy scout! I shoved her bags into the trunk and prayed it would close. And we were off. After a few hours of shifting through radio stations and reminiscing about the old times, the car lurched and felt like we lost power. She quickly pulled over and stopped the car. This couldn’t have come at a worse time. It had just gotten dark; we were about 150 miles from Mark and Tina, in the middle of nowhere. I didn’t know a thing about cars and neither did Stefanie. She picked up the cell phone and shook her head. “The battery is dead babe.” We must have sat in silence for about five minutes when Stefanie looked over at me. “Well, might as well make the best of it.” Her grin was mischievous. She was up to something. Read more of this erotic sex story
Hi, I’m Jaime, and I’ve got a bit of a thing when it comes to lingerie. I love all sorts, from skimpy G-strings to lacy basques, and on evenings when I’m staying in alone l often strip down to my underwear. I especially like panties, which can be pulled tight into my pussy, creating a delicious, tingling friction, which soon has my love juice flowing. So naturally when Jake, an old flame of mine, mentioned to me that a college pal of his had started designing lingerie I wanted to hear more. Steve went one better, and set up a meeting with the designer at her place in the countryside. I turned up at Chloe’s house wearing a demure little dress, but underneath it I had some of my favorite white panties, and as always happens when I wear them, I was feeling pretty horny. To tell you the truth, I even stopped in a quiet country lane during the drive there so I could play with my pussy! When Chloe opened the door to me my jaw dropped and I just stood there for a moment, staring. She was a beauty, with a really sultry, sexy face and a great figure.
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She flashed a seductive smile at me and said, “Hi, you must be Jaime. I’ve heard a lot about you.” The way she said it suggested Jake had told her a few little intimate things about me… and I began to suspect we might be in for some real fun. Chloe led me through to her living room, a beautifully big, sunny room with a great view. Every chair and table was piled with exquisite lingerie. Chloe put on some soft music and then went out to make some coffee, leaving me gazing enraptured at the frothy lace and the elegant silks and satins of her designs. Almost at once I began to experience the familiar tingling sensation that starts with my nipples and travels right down to my pussy. I was getting turned on just looking at all this sexy underwear, imagining how it would feel against my skin. By the time Chloe returned with the coffee l was feeling excitedly horny. We sat and chatted for a while, and then Chloe said, “Okay Jaime, do you want to try some outfits?” Read more of this erotic sex story
Leeann sat at the bar, forehead in her palm, staring at her almost empty glass of wine. Despair ran through her body like her own blood. She brushed back her red hair and closed her eyes tightly to keep from crying. The job was no high flyer, but she didn’t want to go back to waiting tables. She clenched her teeth. Damn it, damn it, damn it. She heard someone sit down and felt a presence beside her. She knew better. She didn’t want to go home with any old dick just for some quickie to take her mind off her troubles. No, Leeann knew that it could only lead to more problems. “You want a refill on that, sister?” Leeann hesitated for a moment. It was a woman’s voice asking her, not some stud trying to get her on the rebound. Oh she could use that drink and a little girl talk. “Yes, please,” Leeann replied. She opened her eyes and looked over. The woman who sat there looked vaguely familiar. Her name was…
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“Shauna,” the woman said with a smile. He teeth were white and even. She was a large woman: tall even sitting on the bar stool, sporting what could only be described as a long, thick, brown, mane of hair. It was as if she had read Leeann’s mind. “I noticed you sitting here. You worked at the store too, right? seasonal and household goods?” “Yes, that’s right. I knew you looked familiar. “I think we mostly worked opposite shifts.” The bartender put a second glass of wine in front of Leeann. She took a sip. “This isn’t usually my scene, you know, in the bar after a bad day, but I got it from both sides today.” “You got your pink slip?” “Yeah, and when I got home I found out that my man had traded me in for an ex-cheerleader.” “Awe, Darlin’ that hurts.” Shauna draped her arm across Leeann’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, we’ll sit here and have a few drinks and a few laughs and put it all behind us.” Leeann drank and they talked about the store. She felt the warm glow of wine as their conversation became more personal. “He was good in bed,” she confessed. “And he was excellent with his tongue.” Leeann put her hand over her mouth, and then giggled. “Oh, I can’t believe I just said that!” She took another gulp of wine. Read more of this erotic sex story
Frank wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his glove and continued to prune the Seymour’s roses. It was 12:45, and like clockwork, he heard Dee and her friend Tanya wander through the back garden. He peeked out from behind the flowers and saw them walking barefoot to the gazebo with a picnic lunch. Dee wore her customary, lightweight flower print dress. Her bright smile and golden corn silk hair gave her a goddess like beauty. Her dress hugged her hips and highlighted her perky tits. Dee’s hard nipples pressed against the thin cloth, making it obvious that she wore no bra. She saw Frank working in the garden, flashed him a broad smile, and waved. Frank waved back and pretended to prune the flowers; instead he watched the women. With short dark hair and olive skin, Tanya was Dee’s opposite. Her full, round face matched her full rounded body. A skimpy halter-top left vast portions of her giant jugs bare; her dangerously short cut-offs exposed wide moonbeams.
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The pair sat in the shady part of the gazebo. Frank moved around some other bushes where he could watch without being seen. The two women fed each other ripe peaches and plums from the basket. They let sweet juice run down their chins, allowing the other to lick it up. When they were satisfied, Dee closed the basket and put it aside. With the warm sun on his back, Frank stared as Tanya stood in front of Dee and put one foot up on the bench. Her whole broad ass was hanging out of her shorts; the crotch was wedged between her smooth cheeks like a thong. The dark one leaned forward and kissed the goddess hard on the mouth. It was clear who was in charge today. Frank slowly crept closer. His cock hardened and pressed against his shorts as he watched. The blonde dug into Tanya’s crotch and began rubbing her pussy. Tanya reached out and tweaked a nipple. “Oh, so wet already,” Dee, said. “I’m always wet for you, Baby.” Read more of this erotic sex story
I was proud of my restaurant, we weren’t the biggest in New Orleans, and we weren’t the most famous, not by a long shot, but we were working our way toward being the best. Some people had even got around to noticing us. Some good local press and a few real positive reviews were bringing in the crowds. Life was looking good. That night, though, I was a bit nervous. Jolie and Maria were scheduled to close and they had stared daggers at each other all night. It appeared they both had the hots for the new bartender, Carlos. They were usually among my most reliable staff members. Jolie was a petite Cajun girl with wavy brown hair and a dazzling smile. She managed the waitresses and often Maria, our bar manager, had long dark hair that trailed down over her slim shoulders. Her body build was a lot like Jolie’s, short, slender, cute tits, and nice tight butt. They were both in their early thirties, you’d think by now they’d have more sense than to tangle over a man. But, those looks were giving me worries. I told Jolie I’d cover closing for her and she told me she had some scheduling changes to make and really needed to be here. When I spoke to Maria about covering for her, she said she really needed to stay to go over some orders.
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Those answers made me even more nervous. What I finally decided to do was use my office. My office is a high tech wonderland. I’ve got hidden cameras all over the restaurant. I said my goodnights and circled through the back room to my office. The staff was used to seeing the glow of the monitors under my door, I never turned them off. I sat back watching the monitors as the final customers left and the staff finished cleaning up. Finally there was just Maria and Jolie left in the building. At first, things were looking good. Both were in their separate spaces, working on paperwork. I was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Maria started over to the table Jolie was working at. I’d already plugged in the headphones, all I had to do was select that microphone. “You ready to do this?” Maria asked with her hands on her hips. Jolie looked up and returned the glare. “More ready than you’ll ever be.” I prepared to barge out my door when they gave me a surprise. They headed for the linen room and each grabbed an armful of tablecloths. Read more of this erotic sex story
