Job/Place-of-work

It was the day Mel was going to camp. She got a job as a consoler for kids at a summer camp. She was all packed and already to go by time the bus arrived to take her to camp. As she left her house, she saw the senior consoler, Adam, was outside to help her with her stuff. He was tall, very muscular, African American, probably in his mid-thirties with dark curly hair and light brown eyes. He smile and ask if that was all. She smiled back at him and said yes. The whole ride down to camp Adam...

My apologies to the readers about the Second Chapters title not being named right I have sent a mail to the admin to change it as the option is unavailable. Hopefully it will get sorted out soon. Quick reminder of where we left of : Jessie and Bobby have sex, the two siblings sleep in her bed huggung each other. While Jessie drifts to sleep Bobby is up thinking if Jessie would regret her actions in the morning Chapter 3: A day of passion I awoke the next morning to find I was alone in the bed, I stood up and...

My name is Monica and I have to tell you how I got my new job. I was online looking for a job when one caught my eye. It was looking for young actors with no experience required. I thought that sounded good so I went to the online application and filled it out. It asked a lot of questions that I might have thought were inappropriate at any other time but I was ecstatic with joy at the thought of being an actress. It asked things like my physical stats as I filled out dark hair, brown eyes, 110lbs, 5’10″...

Summer, 199-, a Small Midwestern Town Heather was fresh out of high school and planning on taking a break year between it and college. Standing 5' 6 with long, dark red hair down to her waist, she was a real head turner. Legs like a statue, the ass of a brazillian dancer, hips like a greek goddess, and a trim waistline: She was a freckled, girl-next-door knockout with bright blue eyes and an award-winning smile. Oh yeah, and her tits. They were almost as big as her head, the nipples as large around as a pencil eraser and half an inch...

“Come to my office.” Victor hung up the phone and got up. By now, the office had emptied of most people. Carmine had even left at six. Walking into his boss’s office he saw Meredith sitting back in her chair behind her desk. She brought her hands up and arched her fingers. Victor steeled himself for her end run on the marriage proposal. “What will our schedule be like next week Victor?” “One call on Monday for out in Leethon. It’s a hospital looking at upgrading from Dellis 9’s. On Thursday and Friday two meetings in Wendlewood just up the street”...

The voice came through the door. Aversion therapy is where you make someone stop an undesirable social behaviour by making them associate it with something negative... i knocked on the door interrupting. For example. David has just arrived late. talk amongst yourselves for a moment. there was a pause and she opened the door, stepping into the hallway. I looked her up and down. she was a very attractive woman. She was slim, but not skinny, and definitely not fat. Her body was well proportioned, with at least C cup tits, and a nice ass. She was maybe 5ft 6 to...

What is expected of someone who actually comes across this kind of power? Of course you think about how the power itself could be used for good, that’s what the hero’s in comics and movies do, but people are rarely so selfless. My name is Grant Palacios, and this is how I gained the power to control time. I grew up in a small town in California, far from the coast. I lived modestly with my mother and older half sister. My father was never in the picture, and my mother never spoke about him. She insisted that she knew nothing...

Incestuous Flesh Massage (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter One: Big Sister's Naughty Massage By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I straddled my brother's lower back, my large breasts swaying before me. He was stretched out on my bed, his arms folded, his head resting on them. The muscles in his upper back flexed and rippled as I rubbed my pussy into his skin. I wiggled my hips, grinding into him. “Mmm, what do you need, Zoey?” Clint asked me. “Just a little favor,” I said as I grabbed the bottle of massage oil. I popped...