Sex Out Of Bounds

Any time you do something you know you shouldn't be doing, the little voice goes off in your head, reminding you that you shouldn't be doing it. Joy's little voice was going off, reminding her about cheating on Montell and helping Tony cheat on his wife. She continued to ignore it, choosing to focus on the sensational feeling she experienced with Tony, finally getting to enjoy his naked body rubbing all over hers. He was huge, and he knew how to work his shit, fucking her in different positions and grinding her into orgasms so riveting that she could hardly move afterwards. How could she back away from getting rocked like that, when she craved more of it?

Montell was a great screw, but he was her safety net. Somebody to keep her appeased until she met the real prospect, the one who could dazzle her in every way. And Tony was the one, with the promise of incredible, heart-stopping sex, the resources to help her get ahead in her job, and the money to buy her whatever she wanted. The last part was already coming true, since he had dropped a wad of cash on her and told her to go buy some sexy shit to wear for him at work, and for the next time they got together. Montell was just the opposite, always chastizing her for spending too much. He was no competition for Tony.

Joy was successful at quieting her own inner voice, but not the voice of her girl Kiki, who never hesitated to remind her when she was going the wrong way. And now she was on the phone, interrupting the orgasm she was close to having while fantisizing about Tony. She was worse than the  freakin' Mother Superior.

"Joy, you know this is fucked up. You shouldn't be doing Montell the way you are. If you're that hung up on Tony, then let Montell go."

Joy knew she was right, but why should she if he was still hanging around?

"No Kiki, I still have feelings for Montell. I'm not ready to let him go yet. Besides, I love fucking him, and when Tony isn't around, who else will I have to keep me company?"

"Ok, keep it up. He's gonna find out, mark. And don't come crying to me when he drops your ass."

"Yeah, whatever." Joy heard a tone go off in her ear. She had another call. "Kiki, I got to take this call, I think it's Tony. I'll call you tomorrow."

She hastily pressed the button to switch to the other call.

"Hello?"

""Hey baby, I got a free minute and I wanted to hear your voice. What are you doing?" Tony crooned, dropping that creamy baritone in her ears.

"Nothing Boss, just thinking about fucking you again. What's on your mind?" Like she didn't already have the answer.

"Getting back up in your hot, tight pussy. I sneaked off for a minute, pretending I had to go to the store. So I don't have long. I just wanted you to know that I'm thinking about stoking your ass right now. Imagine my tongue jammed up against your clit, then slipping up inside that hot little slit."

"I'm thinking about it."

Joy leaned back on the bed, spreading her thighs and sliding her fingers down to her already moistened lips, inside her silk panties . She quivered at her own touch, thinking about how Tony had licked her into mind-numbing multiple orgasms. She slid her finger through the taut opening, probing against the heat of her walls. She drew the finger back out, dragging the juices out and over her clit, making small circular motions. Damn, she really needed him to fuck her right now.

"You feel me baby? I'm hard as a damned steel pipe right now, thinking about your soft thighs, pushing them apart so I can get my dick up in that hot ass."


"Mmmmm, damn Tony, I need to fuck you right now. I can't wait. When are we getting together again?"

"I'm coming up with something to cover my ass for tomorrow night. I promise, we'll be together, ok? Keep that shit hot for me, and I'll see you in the morning. Maybe we can sneak something in for lunch.Wear something sexy." He let out a groan, sounding like he was getting his own self off. "Sweet dreams baby."

"Night Tony."

She quickly ended the call, throwing the phone on the bed beside her. She picked up the tempo of the movement of her hand, probing her two fingers deeper as she applied more pressure over her swelling. The orgasm came within minutes, pushing through her short breaths, pussy walls tightening and moving in spasms. She filled her head with visions of Tony thrusting deep inside her, mixing his explosive eruption with her own. She couldn't wait until they came together again.

Damn all this creeping around.

Joy Between The Sheets

She had crossed the final line, finally able to reap the fruits of her labor. Joy couldn't believe the sensation of Tony's thick, rock-hard dick, totally filling up every inch of her tight, molten walls. Her pussy had molded over the sides of his girth, stretched farther than she ever could have imagined. He had her legs splayed as far as they would reach, ramming her, grinding his hairy groin against her clit.

"Oh fuck yeah, slam it harder Tony...oh...yessss...take this pussy baby..."

She was on the verge, getting closer to an explosion. She had never been fucked like this before. Tony was wild, bucking against her like something inside him had just been set free. Her hips met his every thrust, thirsty to keep him inside her, as he hit the back of her wall. Her nerves and senses were tingling, as she dug her nails deep into his shoulders and back

"Damn, Joy, this pussy is on fire, it's so damned tight, shit, you gonna make me come, baby." He strained to get the words out, breathing hard and shallow, as he dropped sweat on her chest from his body. "I don't want to come until I feel you baby, work that hot pussy over my dick. Let that shit go."

Joy’s body was starting to quiver, overcome with the sensation of his dick expanding between her walls, as her inflamed pussy lips sucked him in. “Tony, I’m about to come baby, oh, what the hell are you doing to me!”



“Not just yet baby,” He thrust in all the way, and her hips met him in rhythmic motion. She was beyond boiling, she was going super nova, and she felt her muscles clench up before starting the big release.


“Tony, oh shit…you’re making me…oooooooh damn!” Joy felt wild sensations electrify her body, and her muscles contracted on him, squeezing down on his rock-hard shaft. She heard him grunting and moaning, as his body tightened up. His dick felt red hot, like a poker iron sliding in and out of her.


“Oh baby, that’s sending me over, I can’t hold it any longer,” he groaned as he pushed in the final time, and she felt him pulsating against her walls. She kept moving her hips, and he groaned louder.


When they finally stopped moving, they collapsed into a long, frenzied kiss. Their bodies locked together, hot and sweaty, with the cool air conditioned air swirling around them.


“Damn, Joy, your body is incredible. I haven’t had an experience like that in… in never. I can’t believe I waited so long to make love to you. But it was worth every second of the wait.” He rolled over to the side of her, pulling her into his arms. “I could do that again and again.”


Joy was still catching her breath. Her heart felt like it was racing right out of her chest. “And you can do it again and again, whenever you want. You were amazing. I thought you were going to make my body explode. Oh damn, I can still feel you.” She put his hand between her legs. She was still hot, even after all they had done.


“Damn woman, you’re still smokin’? What’s it gonna take to turn your oven off?” He kissed her again, while sliding his fingers back inside her hot slit. “Guess it’s time for round two, while we still have time.”

Joy never knew sneaking around could be so much fun. She was willing to take the risks, as long as they didn't get caught...

Road To Rapture

Was he out of his mind? Tony knew where all this would lead, all this interaction with Joy. He was heading right down the same road of destruction as with his previous affairs. His wife, Lorna had warned him that if he strayed one more time, there would be no forgiveness. Just the sound of her throwing his shit out of the window.

So why was he putting his marriage in jeopardy again? Other than to satisfy the curiosity he had for what Joy had beneath all those sexy clothes she wore, or to appease the tightening in his balls and the unquenchable desire in his dick to get inside her and get a taste of her juices? It all came down to lust. His need for wild, uninhibited sex, the kind he wasn't getting at home, and the kind he knew he could get from Joy. He spent long hours imagining what it was going to feel like the first time she put her lips on his head. Lorna would never go down on him.

After playing with Joy in the car, Tony was ready for the real thing. His friend Matt was out of town, so he could use his condo, as he had in the past. He would take Joy along for the next meeting with the developers he had been courting. After the meeting, they would have the rest of the day to touch, lick and screw each other, and he could finally cure his obsession with her. He felt his dick swell in his pants, straining to break out, after he shared his plan with Joy. How was he going to be able to keep his eyes off her and get his work done in the office? Every time he saw her all he could think about was throwing her across his desk, pushing her skirt up, and spearing her hot ass until she came hard all over his dick. He wished he could put that shit in a memo.

The day finally came. Tony got the answer to his dreams. As soon as they landed the account and wrapped the meet with the developers, he wasted no time rushing Joy off to the seclusion of the condo. He got to see, touch and taste her body and live out the fantasies that had his mind and dick riveted awake at night.

He stood up, pulling her up with him. He reached around to her back and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. He rubbed his fingers across his lips, taking in the sight of her ample breasts pushed up in the matching pale yellow lace bra. He reached behind her again, unclasping her bra, releasing the twin beauties to full view. He pulled her lace panties down to her knees, letting them fall to the floor as he cupped her ass. All she was wearing now was her heels and her pearls.




“Oh fuck me, damn you are a beautiful sight, standing there like that.” He picked up her dress and backed over to the chair across from the bed. “Let me just take in this vision. Damn, you look like a centerfold.”


He started taking his clothes off quickly, laying his in the chair opposite of hers. He was careful not to get the scent of her perfume on his clothes. Joy sat down on the edge of the bed, opening her legs slightly, and massaging herself in front of him.


“You like this Tony?" She slid her finger between her soaked lips, while sucking the fingers on her free hand. She let out a slight moan as she excited herself. “If you liked licking it, you’re gonna love fucking it.” She rubbed her wet fingers across her nipples, making them stand to attention. She took off one of her larger strands of pearls, and let it hang in between her legs. She leaned back on the bed slightly, closing her legs on the pearls, and started to pull them over her clit slowly with one hand, while squeezing her nipples with the other hand. She threw her head back and let out a low-pitched groan. Then she smiled at him seductively.

“Crap, you’re going to make me come just watching you get off on that.” He started walking towards her, grabbing and massaging his massive, swollen shaft. She looked him up and down, letting her eyes roam from his chest to his abs before locking on to what he was holding in his hand.


He stood in front of her, pulling her legs apart wide. “If you like playing with things between your legs, I’ve got just the toy for you...”

Bad Girlfriend Ch. 2

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Justin couldn’t believe his luck. The x-rated movie that had been playing in his head depicting his sexual fantasy ride with Alexa was coming true. It was a gorgeous, breezy summer night, perfect to be outside having the ride of his life up her tight, broiling hot pussy. Alexa had made it pretty clear that she was all for sex outside, especially after their first encounter with him ramming his fingers inside her walls. She was one of the hottest girls he had ever been with. His senses were already starting to overload, especially since he hadn’t had sex in a couple of months. The view of her voluptuous, sweaty body had completely jarred his memory, as he got his rhythm back in the groove.

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A Taste Of Seduction

Joy felt nothing but pure ecstacy as Tony pressed his hot lips and body against hers. This was the event she had been waiting for; Tony taking charge and coming after her instead of only watching her. He had her pinned against the door of his car, assaulting her senses with his tongue dancing across hers. They were both consumed with desire, oblivious to any club patrons who may have wandered through the parking lot.

Finally seeking more privacy, Tony opened the passenger door so they could enter. He positioned himself on top of Joy, pushing her skirt up and grinding his hardened shaft against her now throbbing crotch. She felt his hands unbuttoning her top, and pushing inside her bra, as his other hand pushed inside her panties, rubbing over her engorged clit. His fingers slid down to part her lips and push inside her heat. She could tell he was thirsty, as he stroked her skin and probed between her legs, stopping just short of pulling his dick out and fucking her right on the gloved leather seat of the car.

A quick thought entered her head again; he had a wife, she had a boyfriend, and she shouldn't be doing this. But she had been planning for this moment from the first day she met him. She torched the last remnant of guilt that tugged at her common sense side, with a flick of her tongue across his lips.

With the press of a button, Tony had moved the seat down and back, so he could get on her, pushing her skirt up and pulling her legs apart so he could get between them. She could hardly keep still, with his hard bulge rubbing against her crotch. She was hot and hard, moisture mounting between her thighs as he ground his body into her pelvis. She wanted him to rip her panties off and take her right there, no matter who may be looking. She hoped the dark window tint would shield the x-rated scene from public view.



They lost track of time, until the clock on the dash board flashed, and Antonio noticed how late it was.


“Oh shit, I should be leaving.” He kissed her between words, rubbing his hands between her thighs.


She was gasping for air, her heart beating wildly as his lips touched her body. “Uh-uh, don’t leave me like this,” she breathed, sucking and kissing his lips. “ All I've been thinking about is getting you inside me.”


The last thing she wanted to do now was stop. He had gotten her so hot that she had forgotten where they were, risking discovery, nearly fucking her out in the parking lot.


One of his hands was on the back of her neck, and the other was inside her panties. He tried to get the words out between kisses. “I really want to fuck you so badly right now, but I’ve got to head home. Next time baby, I promise you. If there’s any kind of way that I can escape to see you this weekend, can I?” He pushed himself away from her to let her know he was serious.


“I don’t know Tony, it depends on what my boyfriend is doing. If he’s off, he’ll be at my house. You can call me if you get a chance.” She put her lips against his again. Oh, his lips felt so good, so persuasive. She wanted to hold on to that sensation all night. She tried to get control of her senses. She was on overload. He moved off her reluctantly, looking around to see what was going on outside the car, while he tried to straighten his clothes.


“I’ll figure something out. I will call you. Come on, let’s go. Let me take you to your car.” He waited for her to fix her clothes and hair, and they stepped out into the night air.

Joy couldn't keep her thoughts straight as she angled her car for home. Her pussy was throbbing, left unsatisfied, needing to be quenched by Tony's massive dick. It took all her strength to keep the car on the road, as she got her legs apart as far as she could, shoving her fingers inside the wetness while keeping her thumb on her clit. The faster she massaged between her lips, the faster her heart raced and the faster she was mashing the gas pedal. Good thing the road was dark and deserted, and nobody was there to see or hear her hit the crescendo of release, as she fantasized that Tony was ramming her hard. She was sure she had driven across the lanes several times, as she involuntarily closed her eyes when she pushed her clit to the melting point.

As Joy pulled in to the parking lot of her apartment building, she noticed her man's car parked in the visitor's spot. What was Montell doing at her house so early? Well, it didn't matter, because she was still hot and in need of a dick. She needed to be fucked in the worse way. If she couldn't fuck Tony tonight, Montell would have to do - for now.

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Close Encounter

After the little scene in the elevator, Joy finally had proof that Antonio was ready to take it to the next level. His kiss on her neck left her smoldering for hours. She spent the weekend with her boyfriend Montell, but her mind was all over Antonio. All over his thick, sexy lips, all over his broad muscular body, and all over the treat he had hidden underneath his designer trousers and boxers.

It was Friday, and Joy came in ready for action She pranced around the office in a royal blue fitted suit, with her favorite powder blue bra and panties underneath. She hoped Antonio would have a reason to see what she had hidden beneath the polish of the business attire.

Joy's persevearance paid off. Antonio had been literally all over her all day, keeping her coming into his office for just about any reason he could muster. She felt like a ping pong ball, making trips back and forth to bring him files, as he stood behind her, peering over her shoulder as she sat in front of his desk. He had the perfect view of her rounded breasts, pushed up right below the shawl collar of her top.

By the end of the day, Joy was set to leave, but Antonio called her into his office again. He invited her to meet him for drinks at Blue Chicago. She accepted, keeping cool on the outside, but she was throbbing on the inside, anticipating moving beyond their current relationship.

When she arrived at the club, he was standing near the doors, looking for her. He looked relieved when he saw her walking towards him. He started smiling, holding his hand out to take her by the arm. He gave her a peck on the cheek.

“Hey, you made it. I was thinking maybe you changed your mind.” He led her into the club. There was a buzzing crowd tonight, with smooth jazz playing in the background.

“No, no, I just waited to leave with everyone else. You know, so it wouldn’t look weird. If I tell you I’m coming, I’m coming,” she said close to him, running her finger under his chin.

They went inside, securing a table tucked away back in a corner. They ordered drinks. Antonio touched her hand, as soon as they sat down. His hands were as gorgeous as the rest of him. His nails were perfectly manicured, and he wore a thick gold link bracelet. He had a diamond letter “A” ring on his right hand ring finger, and his gold nugget and diamond wedding band on the other. He was making circular motions over her skin and it was sending little electric shocks all through her. She was trying to get a read on what he wanted to do next.

“You know, I just wanted to commend you on how hard you’ve been working. You’ve learned quite a lot in a short time. In fact, you probably know more than some of my loan officers. I’m ready to put you on some of the bigger deals. I want you exposed to everything.” He stroked his fingers across her hand again, this time moving up to her forearm. It sent a shiver up and down her spine.

“Thanks Tony, but I owe it all to you. You are a great teacher. You could teach anyone anything.”

She ran her fingers over the smooth skin of his hand. A hand she was imagining touching her breasts, caressing her body, sliding up her thighs. He seemed to be ready to take things to the next level. She took a sip of her drink, and locked on to his tempting hazel eyes. She let the drink drip on her lips, so she could lick the liquid off. Then she took her fingers and ran them across her lips, licking them. He was completely at attention. His lips were starting to drop open, like he was imagining all the enticing things she could do with her mouth. She undid one button on her top, to expose the crest of her cleavage. Then she touched his hand again.

“Tony, tell me, what are you doing here?” She had one hand on his arm, and the other hand on his knee, starting to work its way up his thigh. His quads flexed beneath her touch. He shifted in his seat.

“I just wanted to talk to you without every eye on us, that’s all. Kind of celebrate my good decision to hire you.” The look in his eyes and his increased breathing was giving him away.

“Really?’ She almost whispered, bringing her head closer to his. “That’s your only reason?” She knew what he had on his mind, so why was he beating around the bush? This wasn’t his first time stepping out.

“Well actually,” he smiled a little, “I just wanted to get you alone. I think it’s time for us to get to know each other a little better.” His eyes wandered from her face down to her body.

She gazed at him, soaking in his rugged charm and the mature outline of lean muscle hiding beneath his custom-made suit. He looked strong, authoritative and commanding, the very things that turned her on about him.

She was hoping he would react to her green light signals, and make the next move. He must have read her mind, because he reached across the table and caressed her cheek. There wasn’t much space left between their faces. He leaned in closer, pulling her mouth up to his with the tip of his finger on her chin. He softly pursed his lips against hers. His lips felt hot and firm. She kissed him back, and she could swear she felt the air heating around them. The kiss was brief, but there was a whisper of lust on the tip of his tongue, as he moved it skillfully against hers.

He let her go, and she finally got her breath back enough to utter a sentence. “Tony, do you want me?” She spoke in a low, sultry voice, as she looked into those dreamy hazel eyes. All she could think about was climbing on top of him and riding him like she was in a saddle. And from what she could feel between his legs, he was packing like a horse.

It was obvious that he was getting turned on. He licked his lips, touching them with his fingertips. He cracked a little crooked smile at the corner of his mouth. “Let’s go outside.” He took her hand, pulling her up from the table.

The First Touch

Joy never knew it could be so much fun having a job. She woke up everyday in a rush to get ready to get to the office and get up under Antonio. She could feel the heat between them building every day. When she sat across from him at his desk, she could sense his eyes undressing her body. She could almost feel his touch on her skin, licking her nipples, caressing her between her thighs. As he spoke her concentration drifted from what he was showing her, because her mind was stuck in a fantasy of the orgasmic high she was waiting for him to unleash.

Today she wore one of her favorite dresses, a sexy emerald green number. It was short and tight, and framed her hourglass figure like a glove. When she sashayed across the bank lobby, every head turned. By the time she got to her desk on the sixth floor, even her girl Shelly had smart remarks.

“Girl, do you ever wear anything low key? You know you’re about to get raped up in here! And you’re making the rest of us look like old hags.” Shelly started laughing. She was in her mid thirties, with a slender build. She knew she wasn’t bad looking, but she couldn’t compete with Joy.

“Sorry Shelly. When you got it, you have to work it. And I know how to work it.” Joy licked her lips like she was posing for Maxim.

“Joy, I don’t think there’s a man in here today who wouldn’t hand you his whole paycheck just to see you naked, you know that? Including Antonio. You’ve been driving him wild. I’m watching him, and he’s watching you every time you even move to pick up a piece of paper. He‘s hot for your ass. You’d better stop teasing him, or he’ll be on you like flies on an elephant! Now you know the man has a wife,” she reasoned.

She couldn't tell Shelly, but that was just the effect she wanted. She was hoping that with every sway of her hips, and every lick across her lips, it was driving him to the edge. And so what about his wife? Apparently she wasn't all that, or he wouldn't be salivating over her everyday, and coming up with reasons to keep her in his office so much.

Once again, Antonio had managed to keep Joy at the office later than everybody else. He finally told her to pack it up for the night. They were the only ones left on the floor, as he walked behind her ad pushed the button to call the elevator.

“By the way, you look phenomenal in that dress today.” Tony stood very close to her, partially behind her. There was a tendril of hair on the back of her neck, and he longed to move it and kiss the spot it was covering.

“Thanks Mr. Mar…I mean Tony.” She never called him by his last name when they were alone. He saw a bit of color rush to her cheeks.

The elevator doors opened, and they got on. Again, he stood right behind her, close enough for him to hear her breathing. This time, he let his hand graze along the curve of the back of her neck. It must have tickled her, and she put her hand there to feel what had touched her. He caught her hand and kissed it. She spun around, with a stunned look on her face. He knew he had to move quickly, so he pressed his lips against her neck softly, feeling the warmth of her skin and inhaling her scent of honeysuckle and white tea rose up close.

Her eyes drifted up to meet his, as she stood completely speechless and glued in place. The doors were about to open, so he spun her around to face outwards, in case someone was lingering in the lobby. He whispered in her ear from behind, “I’ll see you tomorrow, beautiful.”

The doors opened, and he got off, holding them open for her like nothing had just happened. She looked up at him again, as if trying to figure out when he had flipped the switch. Then she smiled at him, and switched that cute ass out to her car. He hoped she was as obsessed with him as he was with her.

The Hook-Up

Just when Joy was baffled as to how she was going to plot to feel Antonio's lucious lips kissing her body, she remembered that the tall cutie offered her a job. And it came right on time, since her snotty boss at the drug store fired her for being late one time too many. After a quick call to Antonio to let him know she was available and interested in the job, she was in. Now she'd have full access to Antonio's sexy ass every day, working as his assistant at the bank. She could just smell the money, and smell his scent, which soon would be mingled with the heat and sweat of her own.

After working with him just a couple of weeks, Joy could already tell Antonio had her on his mind. He kept her close, teaching her all about the commercial loan business. After seeing her prance around all day in her new Alexander Wang suit, and smell her Chanel perfume, he decided to take her to a big meeting with the developers of a new project. She made sure she had his full attention with every glance he took, driving to the meeting, during the meeting, and afterwards. She caught him gazing at her; studying her and looking jealous as she flirted with the developers. After the meeting he surprised her with a stop at his favorite Greek restaurant.

He headed over to a favorite restaurant in Greek town. Once seated, he sat across from Joy, in position to watch her every move. She was so sexy, it was hard to keep his eyes from lingering on her. Those pouty lips were the center of everything, and he could tell she knew how to use them. He wondered what they would feel like on him, massaging his lips, kissing his body, and caressing his dick. He tried hard every day to keep the lust he was feeling for her in check, but today with her hair down and slightly curly, and wearing that tangerine suit that set off every curve perfectly, he found it hard to resist.

He didn’t know how he kept his mind on the business deal earlier. He just kept seeing her lying under him, naked and smiling at him with those luscious, crimson lips. This was the perfect time to take advantage of some long awaited private time. He ordered dinner for the two of them, complete with a glass of champagne to celebrate landing the deal.

“So you enjoyed the meeting? I see you made quite an impression on the developers.” He watched her lips touch her glass as her eyes focused on his.

“Yes, it was very enlightening, watching how you handled the presentation and questions. You worked them right into the deal. And they weren’t quite as stuffy as I expected.” Joy shifted in her seat and pushed her hair back from her face.

“Yeah, well, you have to grab ‘em, show them the money, then show ‘em how we can make all their little deals come true! That’s what I do. Once you get them wet, you lock them in. The rest is all documentation and smoothing over any rough patches until the deal is closed. Take notes, because this is where the real money is.”

“Yes, I can see that, from the size of this deal alone. I’m impressed with how you handle all these details.”

He grinned. He loved flattery. “Yeah, well, chalk that up to years in the loan business!” He took a sip from his glass. “So, I noticed you getting a little chummy with Luke Stillson. What was he babbling about?”

“Oh, he was just telling me about the project, trying to get me to come down to the job site for a tour, and possibly dinner later. The usual.”

“The usual?”

“Yes, men trying to come on to me, trying to impress me with their money, or power, or knowledge. You know how you men do it!” she grinned.

Was that flash of mischief he caught in her sparkling brown eyes directed at him? Of course he wanted to impress her. He would have lured her into his lair instantly if he hadn’t been her boss, and if he wasn’t married. Emphasis on the married. Lorna would kill him if she knew he had hired such a scrumptious treat to work by his side. He just wasn’t built to ignore such a young, vivacious girl.

Joy could tell she was breaking him down. It would only be a matter of time before he made a move on her. She hoped it would be soon, because even her boyfriend, Montell couldn't ease this new throbbing she had between her legs. Only the sweet sensation of Antonio rupturing her walls would satisfy these new sensations. When would she gain access to his pockets and what was nestled beneath them?

Life In The Fast Lane

Life wasn't going the way Joy needed it. Here she was stuck on the highway - again. Sitting in her broken-down Ford was not the vision she had for starting her day. But who would have guessed that this transportation snafu would bring her to a turning point that would change her life. For the better. While she sat on the highway panicking, this tall, mocha-skinned angel with the body of a god stopped by to help her. She was apprenhensive at first, but his deep, mellifluous voice soothed her trepidations.



From Chapter One: Car after car whizzed past, leaving behind trails of exhaust for her to inhale as she sat and tried not to panic. Maybe her friend Kiki hadn’t gone to work yet, or could send somebody to help. Just as she started to dial her number, she heard a peck at her window, causing her to jump and drop her phone. It was a tall, brown skinned man with a medium build, wearing a suit. She rolled down her window just enough to talk to him.

“Hi Miss. I saw you sitting here. Do you need some help? Can I call someone for you?” He looked around in her car.

“Well, my car stopped on me. I don’t know what’s wrong with it, but I do have a cell phone. I was just trying to reach one of my friends. I should be able to get someone, but thanks anyway.” She was always weary of accepting help out on the road. That’s how so many women ended up raped or dead. She didn’t want to become a statistic, even though it was early morning, and he was wearing a suit. And he was mighty fine, now that she stopped panicking long enough to really get a look at him.

“Are you sure Miss? I hate to see a lady in distress. The last time my wife got stranded out on the road, a nice gentleman stopped to help her. So I’m returning the favor to another person in need. I’m on my way to work, but I can give you a lift to the gas station at least.” He smiled at her reassuringly.

She still felt hesitant. He looked ok, but killers came in all colors and sizes. And suits. She looked around at her surroundings again quickly. She had no idea where the nearest gas station was, or when she’d be able to get someone out there to get her. Maybe she should go with him to the gas station. The tall stranger must have sensed her fears.

“Look Miss, I know you don’t know me, but here’s my business card. I promise, I’ll just take you to the gas station, so at least you can get off the road, ok? No funny business at all.”

He handed her his card. She looked it over noting his title: First Federal American Bank, Antonio Marshall, V.P. Commercial Loan.

“See, I’m harmless. I’m just your friendly neighborhood banker!” he chuckled.

He seemed innocent enough, and persistent, so she decided to take a chance. “Ok, well, I guess you can drop me at the nearest gas station. I can take it from there.” She felt a little queasy. She hoped she could get in contact with somebody fast.

“I think there’s a gas station right down the road about half mile or so. I can drop you off there.” Antonio waited for her to gather her phone, keys, and purse. He opened the door for her while she exited the car.

Joy locked her car doors for what it was worth. Antonio walked over to the passenger side of his car, and opened the door for her, waiting for her to get in. He was driving a midnight black 300M. Wow, what a difference. He got in and started his car. He hesitated, then grabbed his cell phone from its holder on the dash.

“I just thought about something. Why don’t I have my mechanic’s shop tow your car for you? They are fantastic, and I know they won’t rip you off. At least your car won’t be sitting on the road all day. They can usually get someone out to pick it up within an hour. You want me to call them? Do you live in the city or the burbs?”

“I live in Joliet. I was headed for my job in the city.”

“That could work well for you, since they have a shop in Plainfield. Can you get a ride back out there to pick the car up?” He was flipping his phone around from end to end, waiting for her to decide.


Joy finally decided to let Antonio call his mechanic's shop for her and give her a ride into to the city so she could make her job. While she rode with him, her mind was lost in fantasy as he crooned in her ear. She imagined his thick, muscular body rubbing all over hers; their lips locked in a hot, frenetic kiss. Too bad that he was married. Then again, that never stopped her before. She definitely wanted to see more of him. How could she work him into her life? Better yet, how could she work him into her bed?

The Triangle - The Perfect Form

In the world of deception, the triangle is a beautiful thing. Take an otherwise happy couple, shake in the opportunity to creep with someone new and exciting, stir in a little forbidden romance and sex, and voila! A triangle is born.

I love building triangles for my characters, so I can set them up with happy little lives, tear it all apart, and watch them squirm. Just like in real life, they can choose the life they already have, or they can choose the "goods" behind Door #2; the prospect of something new and exciting. But watch out, because that something new is gonna have some strings attached. You may get a new piece of ass, but who knows what other heartache you'll bring right in the door with you. Just like my girl Joy found out.

Joy is a golddigger by design, but she would never use that word to describe herself. She wants a lavish lifestyle, and she knows the shortest distance to take her there is between her and a wealthy man. She's a clerk by day and a student trying to earn her business degree by night, but her master plan is still finding a man with plenty of paper to keep her body properly sheathed in the latest designer clothes, shoes and jewelry. She'll flaunt her tight body, lick her lips, and throw down the kinkiest sex to get what she wants. Will she meet the man she desires? Follow her story and see how much trouble she gets into...