Open Positions

When Wendy stops by my desk first thing in the morning and throughout the day and last thing before she leaves, even though I’m not her boss I think she’s just doing her job, checking in how she can help. When she smiles at me and brings me from the shop in the lobby cups …

Esme

She kneels in the open space in front of me, eyes sparkling despite the darkness. “It’s pretty obvious what you need,” she says, “What it is that you’re lacking.” She pulls my shirt up and reaches through the fly of my shorts, her fingers closing around the shaft of my cock. Her grip is cold and my dick limp and I gasp.

Carly

White stockings ran from her black leather boots to a pleated skirt with a green-blue plaid design. A white polo tucked into the skirt’s tight waistband, embroidered with the emblem of a prestigious private school -- expensive enough to earn the label “academy”. She was cute, in a bookish way. Simple makeup, brunette hair tucked neatly behind her ears. In our sea of gray suits and beige cubicals, she stood out.

Eve (Summer Break #4)

A young woman entered his office, dressed in a smart business suit -- charcoal gray fabric, jacket and a matching pencil skirt framing a white button-down blouse, dark tights down to high heels beneath. It was his daughter’s friend, Eve. She gave him a mischievous, lipsticked grin. “Hi, Liv’s dad,” she said.