"You look amazing, Makayla." The woman in question blushed and sat in the chair pulled out for her. She had expected a compliment or two; hearing the man speak of her in such a way made her nervous. A soft chuckle left her mouth, and she quickly covered it up with a low cough. Her date didn't notice and moved to sit back down. They were in a restaurant that reminded the brunette of the 1950s. The glamour was overwhelming,...

Apprehension traveled the length of Tom's spine when he arrived at work on Monday morning and found that Charlotte wasn't at her desk. Immediately, fears of being double-crossed flooded his mind. Drawing closer, he strove to appear nonchalant, but it was almost impossible to hide his relief upon seeing the spreadsheet displayed on her computer monitor. She'd arrived early and gotten right to work. At that moment, she migh...

Still mostly asleep, Tom sensed Charlotte moving beside him. Without thinking, he extended a hand, reaching for her. "What's wrong?" His voice came out as a half-coherent mumble. "You okay?" She pressed her body along the length of his. Opening his eyes, he found that the room was dark; the sky beyond the window held no trace of pre-dawn light. Only the city around them provided illumination, muted as it was at this early...

Tom expected Charlotte to go all out in ordering room service, but she instead selected a simple turkey club from the menu. A shy, girlish smile appeared on her face when she asked, "Do you mind if I also get a piece of lemon cake?" He couldn't help but return her smile. This was the Charlotte he was used to, accommodating and deferential. "Order whatever you want, sweetheart." After deciding on the same meal that Charlot...

Once Tom and Charlotte were in bed, with only a single lamp illuminating the hotel room, Tom expected his assistant to demand that he fuck her. After all, that was why they were spending the night together. Instead, the young woman lay on her side and encouraged him to do the same, so that they now faced each other. She'd drawn the sheet up to her waist but left her breasts exposed to his view. As strange as it was playin...

Tom arrived at the hotel early on Saturday evening. With almost two hours to kill, he lingered over a Scotch in the bar, then headed up to his room. Though he wasn't at all eager to spend the night with Charlotte, he understood it was in his best interest to make sure their time together went as smoothly as possible. With a critical eye, he studied the hotel room and decided it should meet his assistant's high standards....

I am doing temp work as a secretary in a small office. One lunchtime, everyone else chose to have their lunch at 12, leaving just me to take my break at 1. It was warm and sunny outside, so they quickly left the office to buy lunch and then probably to sit on the picnic benches in the garden area that was shared with the other nearby offices. That hour was passing very slowly - the phone didn't ring, no emails came in and...

Lucy was on her lunch break when she saw it. A half-eaten carrot hanging from her full lips, she decided that she had to have the bag. Fashioned to look like a camera, the Chanel bag boasted a quilted lambskin design. But while her remote job paid her good money, it wasn’t good enough for her to drop $10,000 on whim. Annoyed, she rolled her eyes, finished her lunch, and got back to work. Though she would never admit it, L...