Computer Repair Special
What could be worse than having my computer break down on the day that I really needed to get an important presentation done? This was a biggie, one that could get me that corner office I yearned for. I paced restlessly as I waited for the repair man. He was supposed to have been here thirty minutes ago! How was I ever going to finish on time? Finally, the doorbell rang.
“You’re late,” I informed him as I opened the door. But you’re also pretty damn hot, I thought.
“I’m so sorry, ma’am, I got hung up at my last job,” he apologized. “My name’s Joe and I’ll have your computer up and running in no time.” He gave me a big smile and I felt a surge of heat fire up in my pussy. Joe was young, with dark brown hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and a cute little butt tucked into his tight work pants. I directed him to my office, and then headed back to my bedroom. I had a wicked idea. Rather than dosing myself with caffeine to stay awake all night and finish my work, what if I had a steaming hot cup of Joe instead? I knew that a little sex would definitely get the creative juices flowing; I already felt my own special juices starting
to moisten my thighs. I changed out of my old baggy sweats and put on a tight shirt and short skirt, removed my panties, fluffed my hair and makeup, grabbed a condom and headed to my office.
When I entered the room, Joe was on his back on the floor taking the computer apart. Good, right where I wanted him. I positioned myself as close to him as I could, stood over his face and spread my legs for his optimum viewing pleasure.
“Is there anything I can get you, Joe?” I asked.
He looked up and caught an eyeful of my goodies. He sat up abruptly and banged his head on the desk. “Uhhh,” he began.
Too late; he had waited too long. I grabbed his …
An Afternoon at the Library
Damn I’m horny. I forget how not having sex on a regular basis makes me feel. Irritable, crabby, stressed. But I suppose I should have thought of that before I broke up with Ted. He was pretty useless for most things, but that man had a libido like a randy teenager. Well, if I can't have sex I might as well work. I can forget about my needy pussy for awhile when I’m at the library, immersed in my research project.
Until that hot, delicious hunk with the tight t-shirt walks past and makes my knees go weak.
What the hell is a gorgeous young thing like that doing working in the reference section of the library? Here, amidst the matronly women with their shapeless dresses and weary eyes. He's a breath of fresh air for my tired lungs. Oh good, someone needs help with the copy machine. He comes out from behind his desk and I get a glimpse of his toned upper torso. If I lean a bit to one side, I can see his long legs too. Nice.
Studly here is an extra little perk to hanging out at the library. I love this place! Just the smell of all these books makes my heart sing. I’ve always loved to read, and having a place where I can go and fill up a bag with precious treasure that doesn’t cost me a dime is my idea of heaven. I often have a break between clients, so I take the opportunity to work on my projects in this peaceful haven. I hang out on the second floor because it’s quiet, though today someone is singing along with whatever program he’s viewing on the public computer. But that’s okay, I’m happy too, let him sing.
Though I try to focus on the computer screen in front of me, my eyes are drawn to Studly. I discreetly check out his ass as he walks past. It looks good. He’s a bit thinner than I like my men, but everything is toned and moving well. His buzz cut reminds me of a military guy, and listening to him assist patrons, I can tell he’s intelligent and patient. Perhaps a bit too mild-mannered to keep my passionate spirit interested for the long run, but good for a quick romp.
I’ve been smiling at him for several weeks now, saying hello and goodbye. No ring on his finger, though that doesn’t mean anything these days. Since he's not responding to my flirtation, I have to assume he's either gay or very dedicated. I mean, come on, who would not want ME?
Let Me Entertain You
Molly didn’t know whether to laugh at the strange little man’s
request or chide him for wasting her time and throw him out on
his ear. As she had always been an inquisitive woman, curiosity won
out, and she decided it would amuse her to hear the whole story.
“Now, let me get this straight,” she told him. “You want me to get
friendly with a palace guard named Hagar, get him to take me into
the castle at Astatula and kill someone of great importance. And
you’re asking ME to do this, why?” she asked.
“Well, seeing as how you’re a whore and all...” Dolan began.
Quick as lightning, Molly reached over and grabbed Dolan’s wrist
in an iron grip.
“I’m an adult entertainer is what I am. That’s what you need to
call me.”
“You see? You’re perfect for this job!” Dolan exclaimed as he tried
in vain to extricate his arm from her grasp. “You got good reflexes,
you’re a decent lookin’ woman, and you’re strong. I see you working
out at the practice field. You’re in good condition, top form. I know
you can handle yourself. Hagar likes his, ah, entertainment, that’s
why I think you’re the right person to do this. ”
Molly preened a bit at the compliment, and let go of his wrist.
“A woman in my line of work has to stay in shape. Sometimes
I get...unwelcome attention; I have to protect myself. But back
to your story. Tell me, who is this person of importance you want
killed?”
What could be worse than having my computer break down on the day that I really needed to get an important presentation done? This was a biggie, one that could get me that corner office I yearned for. I paced restlessly as I waited for the repair man. He was supposed to have been here thirty minutes ago! How was I ever going to finish on time? Finally, the doorbell rang.
“You’re late,” I informed him as I opened the door. But you’re also pretty damn hot, I thought.
“I’m so sorry, ma’am, I got hung up at my last job,” he apologized. “My name’s Joe and I’ll have your computer up and running in no time.” He gave me a big smile and I felt a surge of heat fire up in my pussy. Joe was young, with dark brown hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and a cute little butt tucked into his tight work pants. I directed him to my office, and then headed back to my bedroom. I had a wicked idea. Rather than dosing myself with caffeine to stay awake all night and finish my work, what if I had a steaming hot cup of Joe instead? I knew that a little sex would definitely get the creative juices flowing; I already felt my own special juices starting
to moisten my thighs. I changed out of my old baggy sweats and put on a tight shirt and short skirt, removed my panties, fluffed my hair and makeup, grabbed a condom and headed to my office.
When I entered the room, Joe was on his back on the floor taking the computer apart. Good, right where I wanted him. I positioned myself as close to him as I could, stood over his face and spread my legs for his optimum viewing pleasure.
“Is there anything I can get you, Joe?” I asked.
He looked up and caught an eyeful of my goodies. He sat up abruptly and banged his head on the desk. “Uhhh,” he began.
Too late; he had waited too long. I grabbed his …
An Afternoon at the Library
Damn I’m horny. I forget how not having sex on a regular basis makes me feel. Irritable, crabby, stressed. But I suppose I should have thought of that before I broke up with Ted. He was pretty useless for most things, but that man had a libido like a randy teenager. Well, if I can't have sex I might as well work. I can forget about my needy pussy for awhile when I’m at the library, immersed in my research project.
Until that hot, delicious hunk with the tight t-shirt walks past and makes my knees go weak.
What the hell is a gorgeous young thing like that doing working in the reference section of the library? Here, amidst the matronly women with their shapeless dresses and weary eyes. He's a breath of fresh air for my tired lungs. Oh good, someone needs help with the copy machine. He comes out from behind his desk and I get a glimpse of his toned upper torso. If I lean a bit to one side, I can see his long legs too. Nice.
Studly here is an extra little perk to hanging out at the library. I love this place! Just the smell of all these books makes my heart sing. I’ve always loved to read, and having a place where I can go and fill up a bag with precious treasure that doesn’t cost me a dime is my idea of heaven. I often have a break between clients, so I take the opportunity to work on my projects in this peaceful haven. I hang out on the second floor because it’s quiet, though today someone is singing along with whatever program he’s viewing on the public computer. But that’s okay, I’m happy too, let him sing.
Though I try to focus on the computer screen in front of me, my eyes are drawn to Studly. I discreetly check out his ass as he walks past. It looks good. He’s a bit thinner than I like my men, but everything is toned and moving well. His buzz cut reminds me of a military guy, and listening to him assist patrons, I can tell he’s intelligent and patient. Perhaps a bit too mild-mannered to keep my passionate spirit interested for the long run, but good for a quick romp.
I’ve been smiling at him for several weeks now, saying hello and goodbye. No ring on his finger, though that doesn’t mean anything these days. Since he's not responding to my flirtation, I have to assume he's either gay or very dedicated. I mean, come on, who would not want ME?
Let Me Entertain You
Molly didn’t know whether to laugh at the strange little man’s
request or chide him for wasting her time and throw him out on
his ear. As she had always been an inquisitive woman, curiosity won
out, and she decided it would amuse her to hear the whole story.
“Now, let me get this straight,” she told him. “You want me to get
friendly with a palace guard named Hagar, get him to take me into
the castle at Astatula and kill someone of great importance. And
you’re asking ME to do this, why?” she asked.
“Well, seeing as how you’re a whore and all...” Dolan began.
Quick as lightning, Molly reached over and grabbed Dolan’s wrist
in an iron grip.
“I’m an adult entertainer is what I am. That’s what you need to
call me.”
“You see? You’re perfect for this job!” Dolan exclaimed as he tried
in vain to extricate his arm from her grasp. “You got good reflexes,
you’re a decent lookin’ woman, and you’re strong. I see you working
out at the practice field. You’re in good condition, top form. I know
you can handle yourself. Hagar likes his, ah, entertainment, that’s
why I think you’re the right person to do this. ”
Molly preened a bit at the compliment, and let go of his wrist.
“A woman in my line of work has to stay in shape. Sometimes
I get...unwelcome attention; I have to protect myself. But back
to your story. Tell me, who is this person of importance you want
killed?”
Reviewed at Goodreads
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/376099178
"...every story is different making for a very interesting read."
Reviewed at Scorching Book Reviews by Vicky
http://scorchingbookreviews.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-vicky-quicky-review-lust-longing-by.html
"My favourite story from the collection was Let Me Entertain You. This really stood out for me as the story was well written and intriguing as the lead characters actions were unexpected. ...but overall this was an enjoyable anthology."
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/376099178
"...every story is different making for a very interesting read."
Reviewed at Scorching Book Reviews by Vicky
http://scorchingbookreviews.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-vicky-quicky-review-lust-longing-by.html
"My favourite story from the collection was Let Me Entertain You. This really stood out for me as the story was well written and intriguing as the lead characters actions were unexpected. ...but overall this was an enjoyable anthology."