The Silken Secretary – Part 2

I slept so well that night, the deepest, most content sleep in years. I awoke the next morning still unsure of what had occurred the day before but certainly feeling a sense of excitement for the day ahead.

I arrived at work a little late due to sleeping in late – a first for me – to be greeted by Krystal at her desk. You were wearing a rather plain woolen skirt and cotton blouse and we greeted each other with the expected professionalism. Nothing unusual there except my unexplained feeling of confusion. I went to my office and worked solidly as usual for a few hours. You came in to take some dictation which again was without incident. Then as you left the office you looked up at me with your piercing green eyes and smiled. It felt as though a volcano was starting to erupt deep inside me and I felt that tingling I hadn’t felt since I was about 16. Strange, I thought. You then left and I returned to my work. Read more…

The Silken Secretary – Part 1

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In this intensely intimate, pleasurable piece of hedonistically hypnotizing fascinating fiction, a CEO is sensually seduced by his new secretary, Krystal.  As she blissfully bends him to her womanly will, this ensorcelled executive enjoyably ends up tantalizingly tonguing his mesmerizingly suggestive secretary.

Because of its spellbinding subject matter, this titillating tale may not be everybody’s cup of tea.  Still, I decadently do relish relaxing with an imaginatively sensual story and entrancingly envisioning what it might feel like to exquisitely experience each devilishly delightful suggestive seduction scenario!  🙂

Krystal

Being a CEO of a large corporate does have some benefits. There is obviously the money, the control and some level of freedom. But it certainly has its problems too! The constant stress, no downtime, having to be in control for starters. This made even worse when your personal administrator gets married and goes on maternity leave very soon afterward. And so it was that I needed a new secretary. Read more…

DANCE OF THE SATIN SIRENS

 

He hated wedding receptions. Well, he hated the enforced bonhomie and bad jokes that such events lent themselves to.

He didn’t hate the ladies fashions though.  His usually nervous in most social situations mind’s eyes were especially drawn to the long elegant and breathtakingly alluring satin and silk charmeuse dresses, doubly especially the bridesmaids ones. He also felt safe and secure and rather comforted by the long two piece sets that the mothers of the bride and groom wore. He especially loved the experienced, knowing, and nurturing looks that these ladies had. He often loved these more than the stern and rather mocking looks of the young bridesmaids. Read more…

SALON SOPORIFIQUE

He had initially only wanted a haircut. He was new in town and did not take to the barber shops well. He found this little salon off the beaten track. it was called Salon soporifique. It offered all manner of styles and “The most relaxing head massage you will ever experience. You’ll sleep like a baby after you’ve experienced one of these”

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Sadie Hawkins Day

 

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AUTHOR’S NOTE:
This story is dedicated to the vivacious and virtuous and voluptuous LADY KRYSTAL MESMER.  It should not be read by any minor.  It should not be read by anyone who is ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally {for any reason(s)} prohibited or proscribed from doing so.  It should not be read by anyone who is fearful of, or uncomfortable with, the subject of feminine influence/control/domination/superiority/supremacy/inspiration or the topic of mind control in any of its forms or both.

THANK YOU to Junoesque radio sports talk show host Amy Lawrence.  Your recounting your Sadie Hawkins day experiences was the impetus for this tantalizing tale.

 

Everyone in these parts knows about that Sadie Hawkins gal.  And it ain’t just because this is a small town stuck out in the middle of yuh never hurd uh no places ’round heeyarr.  I reckon Sadie Hawkins wood’uh been not possible to forget no matter whereabouts she was a livin.  For whatever curse’ed reason the Hawkins hant and a grossed uh hanfulls grews up here. Read more…

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