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“Please, Mark, we really need to work out tonight,” pleaded Cindy! Mark looked at the two women and said, “You guys know the rules, the gym closes at ten sharp!” “Just for a little while,” begged Jill?!? Mark, the manager of the Suburban Workout Gym, was about ready to begin his own workout when these two dingbats showed up just as he was closing up. “Oh well, come on in, I was just going to work out myself, and I could use a spotter,” he said, giving in to their pleas! Both girls rushed past him and headed for the locker room to change, and Mark, shaking his head, locked the door and went back into the gym to start his workout. He was just finishing up his warm ups when the two women came out of the locker room. Looking them over, Mark had to admit that Cindy and Jill were two of the best conditioned ladies who used the facility, and they really did workout, unlike a lot of the other female members, who seemed to use the club as a social gathering spot rather than a serious workout gym. Both of them eschewed the fancy workout gear for the more mundane if not more practical tee shirts and plain old gym shorts, but even the baggy clothes couldn’t hide the fantastic bodies the girls had developed, with both of them lean but finely muscled, much like that of a champion swimmer, not bulging, but more smooth with good definition. Cindy, had down right big boobs, probably a D-cup, and while Jill was smaller, she made up for it with quality over quantity!

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“I’m just sick of it,” Terri said after taking a sip of her coffee, “the stupid season just started and Chuck is already ignoring me completely on Saturday and Sunday, and I think it’s hopeless, he’s never gonna change!!!” “I hear ya,” Valerie replied, “Brad spent all weekend glued to the TV watching wall to wall football, and what’s worse, those idiotic pre game show now are about as long as the games themselves, and then don’t let’s forget Monday night, crimony, that’s the holy grail of football, we wouldn’t wanna miss that, would we!?!” While shaking her head in agreement, Terri offered, “Chuck bets ten lousy bucks on a game and you’d think we had the whole house riding on it, all that screaming and yelling, I think they’re all nuts, I just wish there was a way we could pry them away from the tube even for just a few hours!!!” Valerie took a drink of her coffee, and after a few moments reflection replied, “Maybe we can, girl, maybe we can!!!”

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Amy Jo stepped into the empty elevator, pushed the button for the seventeenth floor, and waited for the car to begin its ascent. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the doors and a thirtyish blonde slipped on board, pressed the button for her floor and turned to face Amy Jo, giving the twenty three year old a quick once over. The blonde was dressed in a dark blue woman’s business suit, accompanied by tasteful black pumps and a white silk blouse. She would have been considered pretty, except for the fact that she had a hard edge about her, that being her blonde hair was short and pulled harshly to one side, and her manner was that of someone in complete control! After several seconds of silence the blonde, while looking directly into Amy Jo’s eyes asked, “You’re a fem aren’t you, I can smell you a mile away!?!” Amy Jo turned a bright shade of red, and while averting her eyes replied softly, “Yes, yes I am!” The blonde made a snorting sound and shot back, “You little bitches are all alike, dressing so pretty, just waiting to be picked up and fucked!” Hearing the crude talk from this total stranger caused an immediate reaction in Amy Jo, and her vagina flooded with moisture as her clit began to throb! The elevator came to a stop, and the doors slid open smoothly and the blonde announced, “This is my floor, come with me,” as she took Amy Jo by the arm and led her down the corridor to the women’s rest room.

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Apolonia opened the oven door to check the roasting chicken, and the aroma of the cooking bird wafted across the room, filling it with sweet pungent aroma. “Another twenty minutes and it’ll be ready,” she said to herself, while giving the sweet potatoes a quick stir. Her husband Hank would be home any minute now, and as was her custom, she always had a hearty meal waiting for him on the table. Even after five years of marriage Apolonia still got a thrill when her husband entered a room, and she often wondered how many wives could say that!?! Being a good Catholic girl of strict Italian parents, everyone was shocked when she up and married Hank, a tall black man from the west coast! Her mother cried her eyes out upon receiving the news, but Apie, as her father called her, was adamant and even though it hurt her parents deeply, married her college sweetheart the day after he graduated from law school! As the years passed, even Apie’s mother had to admit that Hank was a good husband to her daughter while providing her with all of the creature comforts anyone could possibly want. Hank was a man on a mission and already he was a partner in the firm he joined out of college. For the last five years he worked like a dog to climb the company ladder as well as buy a new expensive house for his young wife, but the one sacrifice they had made was the putting off of having any children. This was especially hard on Apie, as she came from a large family and was used to having a lot of people around, but she and Hank had decided that waiting a few years until they were more financially set would be the prudent thing to do.

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Andrea Patterson checked her daily planner and pulled out Millie Evans file. She opened it up and scanned over it quickly, making a few notes on a yellow legal pad she had on her large desk. Millie was a good student with a pleasant personality, and seemed to being doing just fine in this her senior year. There was a knock on the door and Millie entered Andrea’s office and took a seat opposite the desk. “I’ve just been going over your records, and it seems you are doing very well in high school,” intoned Mrs. Patterson, “I can attest to the fact that in my class, you are doing a wonderful job!!!” Millie blushed a little and replied, “Well, I really love home-ec!” Picking up a piece of paper that had lines of data on it, Andrea went on, “Well from the looks of things, you are very regular with your monthlies, twenty eight days, right on the button!” Millie nodded her agreement and waited for her teacher to continue. “As you probably know,” Andrea went on, “I have had a long discussion with your mother, and we have decided on a course of action that is right for you, now remember, if you have any questions at all please be free to ask me, that’s what I’m here for!”

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Samantha sat on the edge of the tub with her legs spread wide apart while she very carefully maneuvered the safety razor along her bulging vaginal lips, using tiny short strokes to remove the final remnants of hair from her eighteen year old pussy. A knock on the bathroom door made her pause as she asked who it was. “Just me,” shouted her best friend Priscilla through the closed door, “can I come in?!?” “Sure, Pris, come on in, I’m almost finished here anyway,” intoned Samantha as she went back to her barbering! Priscilla nearly burst through the door and took a seat on the closed toilet lid and asked, “What in the hell are you doing, Sam, it looks like your taking it all off!?!” Continuing with her shaving, Samantha replied, “That’s right, babe, I’m getting rid of all of it, with summer coming up, I want a nice clean look for my new bikini!!!” Priscilla didn’t answer for awhile, but watched intently as her friend scraped away her remaining pubes. “Doesn’t it sting,” she finally asked, “it looks like it burns like the dickens!!!” “Not too badly,” Sam replied, “and I’m going to rub it with baby oil when I’m finished, that should take away the sting!” Pris looked doubtful, but held her tongue as Samantha wiped away the excess lather and dabbed away the remaining moisture with a fluffy towel.

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Karen tapped Steffi on the shoulder and told her that Miss Peters wanted to see her in her office right away. Steffi finished buttoning her blouse and asked, “Did she say what she wanted?” “Nope,” shot back Karen as she hurried out of the locker room, “she didn’t seem upset or anything, she just wants to seeya!” “Christ,” muttered Steffi, “it’s lunch time and I’m being held over after gym class,” as she scooped up her towel and gym clothes and stuffed them in her back pack. “Karen said you wanted to see me,” Steffi remarked in a questioning voice after knocking on the door frame. “Yes, Steffi, please sit down,” commented Miss Peters, “I have something I wish to discuss with you.” Steffi sat down and waited patiently for the gym teacher to get to the point while in a matter of fact voice, Miss Peters began, “I’ve noticed in gym class that during strenuous exercises your breasts seem to bounce much more than normal, I don’t know why, but it’s bad for your chest muscles to have them banging and moving around so much!” Read the rest of this erotic story

“Jake, your two thirty is here,” Kiki informed her boss, photographer, Jake Klein. Without looking up from the proofs he was reviewing, he replied, “Set her up in studio three, and get the lighting set up!” “Sure thing, boss,” Kiki replied, “you’re gonna enjoy this one, she’s a stunner!” Hearing that, he put down his viewer and said, “Well in that case, get the video camera started, after all, she said she wants to be in pictures, so let’s not disappoint her!!!” Ten minutes later Jake breezed into studio and three and with an extension of his hand said, “Hi, I’m Jake, and you’ve already met my assistant Kiki, and you must be Angela!!!” From the way her small hand was shaking, Jake could sense that Angela was really nervous about posing, and he took great pains to ease her fears! “Say,” he said smoothly, “you are a very beautiful woman, and these pictures are a gift for your husband!?!” Angela shook her head and replied, “Our tenth wedding anniversary is coming up, and I decided to give Dave, he’s my husband, some intimate photos of me as a sorta surprise!” “Well,” Jake intoned brightly, “lots of women are doing just that very thing, and just between you and me, their husbands or boy friends just love it!!!” “Oh, I hope so,” Angela opined nervously, “I so much want to make him happy!!!” “Whatya say we start off with a few of you in the clothes you have on now, just to get you used to being in front of the camera,” Jake suggested! “Uh, okay,” Angela answered in a relieved voice, “that’s a good idea!!!” “Here,” Kiki said, “before we start have a drink of this, it will calm your nerves, it’s just white wine!” Angela took the glass, drained it, and asked, “What do I do first?!?” Read the rest of this erotic story

Gwen Turner sat nervously while she waited for Miss Alden to read her resume’. “Hmmm,” she hummed while flipping the pages slowly, stopping now and then to take some notes that she scribbled on a yellow legal notepad on her desk. When she was finished she closed the resume’, removed her reading glasses, leaned back in her chair and asked, “Why do you want to work for Mr. Valentine, Miss Turner? Gwen had experienced enough job interviews to know when you could and couldn’t bs someone, and April Alden didn’t seem to be the kind that would fall for any half ass story, so she decided to tell the truth. “For the money ma’am,” she replied quickly, I need to make some money, and this pays far more than anything else I could find!” “A reasonable answer,” replied Miss Alden, “but are you aware of, how shall I say this, the extent of your duties!?!” Looking a little flustered, Gwen stammered, “Well, ma’am, I heard that if you work for Mr. Valentine, that you have to have sex with him!!!” There, it was out in the open, now Gwen just sat back and waited to see what Miss Alden had to say about that!!! “You are partially correct, but it goes much farther than that, I’m afraid,” Miss Alden continued, “you see, if you go to work for Mr. Valentine, while you are on duty, you will be expected to be naked every minute, and that you will be at the beck and call of not only Mr. Valentine, but anyone else he sees fit to also have you!!!” Gwen let that sink in for a minute, as that last part about “anyone else he sees fit” was a little bit of a surprise to her! As she gathered her thoughts, April Alden seemed to read her mind, because she interjected, “If you are worried that he will sic some pig on you for his entertainment, don’t, Mr. Valentine wants all of his employees to be happy and comfortable, and making you perform with someone that was unappealing or gross would not be in keeping with his modus operandi!!!” Gwen was grateful to hear that, and noticeably relaxed and let April Alden continue with her orientation. “Now, as you mentioned the pay is very good,” April went on, “and very good is not good enough description to describe it!!!” You will be paid one hundred dollars for every hour you are on duty and you will usually work at least eight hours a day, not bad for mostly just showing off your body, are you still interested in going on,” asked April?!? “Yes,” replied Gwen, “very interested, what’s the next step?!?” Read the rest of this erotic story

Danielle set down her reading and got up to answer the front door. When she opened it, there was a special delivery courier with a small package in one hand and a clip board in the other. “Special delivery for a Miss D. Steele,” he intoned boredly. “I’m Danielle Steele, but I didn’t order anything,” she replied quizzically. “Well, it’s addressed to you, if you don’t want it I’ll just return it as undeliverable, it’s your choice,” he answered quickly. “Uh, no, that’s all right, I’ll take it,” she rejoined, “where do I sign?” After scribbling her initials in a box next to her name, the young courier handed her the package and was off her porch and making tracks to his delivery van. Dani closed the door and returned to he den, where upon she sat down and inspected the package. It was cube shaped, about five or six inches square she figured, and there was no return address of any kind on the outside wrapper. She tore off the brown paper and opened the box finding inside a very pretty matching panty-bra set. It was obvious that they were made of pure silk and very expensive, and as she ran her fingers over the white frilly lingerie, and for some unknown reason she shivered from the contact of the smooth material on her skin. She poked around inside the box looking for a note or letter, but found none. “It must some sort of give away,” she reasoned to herself, “a company sending out free samples or something,” so she placed the undies aside and returned to her reading, not giving any of it a second thought. Read the rest of this erotic story

“Wow, sweetheart! You look incredible!” David’s jaw had almost dropped to the floor once he saw his beautiful young wife emerge from the bedroom. David had never seen Cindy dressed in something so tight and skimpy before – except before or during their lovemaking sessions. But this time it was different, because David knew that his 25-year-old wife would soon go out into public in that very provocative and sexy outfit.

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“Well,” Beth asked after taking another sip of coffee, “how do you think Jamie likes married life???” “Mmmmmm,” Ruth replied, “I think she loves it, she definitely has a glow about her!!!” Even though they were the only two people in the house, Beth leaned over and asked in a lowered voice, “Do you think what they say about black men is true, I mean, you know, in the bed room?!?” “Beth,” Ruth replied in an exasperated voice, “how could you ask a mother that kind of question, and it’s none of our business!!!” “Oh, come on,” Beth pressed, “did she say anything about her honeymoon, I remember mine like it was yesterday!!!” “Okay then,” Ruth retorted, “how was your honeymoon, did you have a good time!!!” “You bet I did,” Beth shot back, “I was a virgin I’ll have you know, but I took to it like a duck to water and screwed Tom like I was a cheap slut, and besides, I know you too well, if she didn’t offer anything, I’m sure you asked!!!” Read the rest of this erotic story

“May I help you, sir,” the attractive young saleswoman asked while Ryan Majors scanned the display of night gowns that were marked at twenty percent off!?! “Uh, yes, maybe,” he replied while feeling the material on one of the gowns!!! “Is it a present for your wife,” the lady asked?!? “Yes,” he replied, “it’s our fifth wedding anniversary and I just thought that maybe she might like something like this!!!” The saleslady, who introduced herself as Dawn answered quickly, “These might be a little on the old side for someone her age, follow me and I’ll show you something a little more appropriate!!!” Just grateful that he didn’t have to say anymore, Ryan followed Dawn to the rear portion of the store where she stopped before a large selection of shortie night gowns!!! Read the rest of this erotic story

Erica Daniels was dead tired, and all she wanted was a hot shower and a good nights sleep! A full day of meetings with designers and financial officers had left her totally spent. She always hated coming to New York, not only because of the endless traffic jams, but because it always seemed like every thing was fast, fast, fast with never an opportunity to just take it easy! At least she was in a good hotel with all the amenities, cuz she was going to order room service rather than fight her way through a restaurant crowd. She picked up the phone and dialed eight, in a few second she was being connected with the kitchen where she ordered a Caesar Salad and a hamburger rare. “Twenty minutes,” she replied, “good, I’m famished!”

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“How do you think he’ll like this one,” Jenna asked while leaning over and giving her big tits a little shake while settling them gently into her low cut bra!?! “Good grief, Jen,” Holly replied, “do you wanna just turn him on or give him a heart attack!?!” Jenna looked at her reflection in the full length mirror that hung on the back of her bedroom door and replied with a giggle, “I haven’t decided yet, can’t you just picture the headlines in the paper, “Man Dies From Too Much Tit”, now that would sell some papers!!!”

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CRASH!!! “What the hell was that,” Andy Ozinski said to himself, as he walked passed the closed office door on his way to the copy machine room! The long corridor was empty, as most of the staff were out to lunch, and Andy wondered who could possibly using the vacant office at this hour. Well who ever it was, they sure as hell were making quite a racket in there, so Andy put his ear to the door, listened for a few moments, and then slowly turned the handle and pushed into the supposedly empty office. What he saw totally floored him, and for several seconds he stood there slack jawed, and quite unable to speak! “I-I-I’m sorry,” a red faced Andy stammered, “I heard the glass breaking and just wanted to make sure everything was okay!” The reason for his discomfort was seated in a straight back chair next to some sort of contraption with hoses and wires connected to her chest, it was the new secretary, Donna Wilkens with her breasts exposed!!! Read the rest of this erotic story

“What do you think about Southern Illinois,” asked Miss Weston, “it’s got a great communications department, one of the best in the nation.” Sarah Foster looked intently at the brochure her guidance counselor had placed in front of her, it showed a beautiful campus full of stately trees intermingled several lakes. “I hadn’t even considered SIU,” Sarah replied, “but from the looks of the campus and it’s highly rated communications program, maybe I should!” It was a lot of work trying to pick the right college, and as Guidance counselor for five hundred seniors, Kim Weston had all she handle scheduling appointments with each and every student. Sarah was the exception to the rule, in that she had already done some research on several colleges that might be of interest to her, so it made her job much easier. Read the rest of this erotic story

Helen Argyll walked smartly up the front walk, up the three stairs, and firmly pressed the doorbell button and waited for someone to answer. It was midmorning, and for a lingerie sales woman, this was one of the best times of the day to catch the lady of the house. Usually her husband and kids were off to work and school, and she had already had time to clean up the kitchen and make the beds, and by now was usually ready to take a coffee break. Helen listened intently for signs of life behind the thick front door, and seconds later she could hear foot steps approaching rapidly. The door swung open and a tall brunette of about twenty five or so said, “May I help you?” Helen, sticking out here business card quickly introduced herself and stepped inside the vestibule and then explained, “I represent the “Ultra Woman” lingerie company and I am canvassing the area, showing ladies our new fall line, I’m sure that I have some things that would be of interest to you, may I please come in!?!” Read the rest of this erotic story

Teri just had to get away from it all, she had just buried her husband a little over three months ago, and everything around her reminded her of him. After thirty seven years of marriage to such a wonderful man, it was hard to get up in the morning and face the day! Teri’s two grown daughters were getting worried about their mother’s state of mind, and finally insisted that she get away for a few days, just to kind of relax and let her batteries recharge. She didn’t want to go somewhere that she and Tom had visited, so it was decided that she would spend a week in New York City, taking in a few shows, and seeing all of the sights. They’d talked about doing it for years, but never got around to it, so Teri’s daughters figured that this would be the perfect time! Read the rest of this erotic story

Trent Boyd hefted his small attache’ case into the over head compartment and sat down in the aisle seat and waited for the 737 to take off. Leaving the bone chilling cold of Detroit to spend a long weekend in New Orleans was enough to bring a smile to the face of any seasoned traveler! One stop over in Memphis, and it would be good by Woodward Ave. and hello Bourbon Street! This would be Trent’s sixth visit to the Crescent City and it was definitely his favorite destination, with all the food, booze and women to be had! His day dream was abruptly interrupted, however, when he chanced to see an absolutely stunning black haired beauty dragging an over night bag down the aisle, obviously looking for her seat. Every male eye in the plane followed her every step, the result of which was a slight jiggling of her oversized chest underneath her skin tight sweater! To Trent’s utter delight, she stopped at his row, rechecked her ticket stub, and hoisted her bag into the over head, and slipped past him into the window seat next to his. Read the rest of this erotic story