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Sex at the Office
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Clear off your desk and bend over.
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After Hours Ass Fucking |
| | Mary had been working for me for three weeks and she was driving me crazy.
She's a petite little thing with a fantastic figure and full, mouth-watering
tits. Since I had hired Mary as my secrectary all I could think about was
fucking her in that perfect little ass. |
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Blonde |
| | After college, I worked as a nurse in a hospital for a while
before landing my present job at a medical clinic. The hours are
better, no late night duty, the work's not as heavy or demanding,
and the pay is good. This is where I met Lee, the man who has
rearranged my thoughts about sex. |
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Calling Hours |
by Kane |
| | An erotic story about me at work on a slow day. |
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Home Sweet Homeland |
by David Shaw |
| | Elizabeth didn't know the guy she was flirting with in the chat room had terrorist connections. And she never even dreamed that she was going to be asked not what her country could do for her, but how many men she could do for her country. |
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Love in an Elevator |
by technolust |
| | Going down, anyone? |
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Major Accounting |
| | As we drove along her skirt opened more
and more reveling her legs further and further. I could not resist the
temptation to stare and eventually Mary caught me ogling her great legs.
Looking directly at me Mary asked how she measured up, Stammering a bit
I replied great from where I was sitting, Mary smiled but made no
attempt to cover herself. |
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The Goodbye |
| | I was recently laid off from my job. I found it difficult to leave all the
friends I had made during my tenure there. One of the most difficult of
all to leave was a woman named Betty. |
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Trust Us, We're Salesmen |
by David Shaw |
| | The temporary receptionist was leaving, and taking her marvelous pair of tits with her. But she was willing to earn a few extra dollars first for doing a strip tease in front of a video camera -- as long as it was by herself in a locked room. She was reassured that there wouldn't be any trickery involved. And wouldn't you believe any group of shy and sensitive door to door salesmen who told you that? |
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Working Hard |
by foto |
| | A friendly customer catches my interest, and things get friendlier. |
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