All Chapters of Forbidden Taboos : Steamy dark stories : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

It's strange now, she's sleeping much more deeply than usual. Maybe because Laura is also sleeping so deeply. The sweetie actually fell into an exhausted sleep during her last overwhelming fuck with her high-heeled grandma. No wonder, Laura had already had two orgasms before she even opened the door to Linda's shop. Then there was the excitement surrounding Linda herself, the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Followed by the joy of being allowed to look after her shop because Linda likes her and trusts her, and will most likely take her on as her apprentice! Then the beautiful grandmother came into the store with her valuable shoe donation, hoping that the dream woman Linda would somehow show her gratitude. Instead, she met Laura, who was almost as beautiful, but even more fascinating, and she could play with her. She played with this beautiful, wild, and constantly horny girl who wanted to make up for everything she thought she had missed out on in recent years in just a few h

Connor's phone had been blowing up all day, all about the upcoming 10-year high school reunion. Half the texts were from all of his friends from high school, including his twin sister, Sarah, all talking about how excited they were for the reunion. Half of them haven't seen each other in years since they moved away for work or family mostly; the only time they see each other these days is through social media posts. Everyone was sharing old pictures from high school, asking who else they might see at the reunion, sharing gossip about others, and so on.The other half of the texts that Connor was receiving were in a separate chat group, mostly between all the guys. The reason this chat group was separate was because they didn't want their female friends in the main group to read what they were talking about. Connor was OK with this because, according to his sister, the women had their own side chat group as well. As far as Connor knew, both sides had their own chat groups going about t

"Let me ask you something, do you enjoy what you do?" he asked. "Of course, I do," she replied. "Do you look forward to it every day?" "Yes." "And are you consistently working? No long breaks between jobs." "Yes, I have a lot of work and plenty coming up over the next couple of years," she said with a gleeful smile. "What's your point?" "What I'm saying is that maybe that's all that matters. Some people hate the jobs that they have to go to every day, and they are miserable because of it. If you love what you do and have fun doing it, then that's all that matters." "I guess that's true," she said, feeling a little better. "And for what it's worth, you've done much better than most people have when they run off to Hollywood. Some of them are lucky enough to get jobs as extras in a movie, but you've made it far enough to always be working and enjoying the work you do. Even if you're not doing Oscar-worthy films, you still made it." Ruby was very happy after hearing all

Scott Baker stood in his brand new consulting room and took a deep breath. The room was furnished with a padded treatment couch, large sofa, a leather office chair, various artificial plants and a desk, on which Scott had installed a desktop PC, screen and printer. On one wall he had mounted a huge TV screen. This had better work, he said to himself. After all, I've sunk my savings into it. Scott recalled the conversation he'd had three months ago with his boss, Priyanka. "I'm sorry, Scott, but we're going to have to let you go," she said. "Head office is demanding a cut in payroll costs, and we just can't afford to keep you on. Of course, there will be a redundancy package, which I think is a generous one." Scott had immediately felt bitter, and hurt. Why him? There were plenty of others on his pay grade that were much lower performers than he was, which was why he regularly got a quarterly bonus and they didn't. Perhaps that was it. The company wanted to get rid of the highest ear

A week later, Jules rang Scott's doorbell. He opened the door, and she barged in. "What the hell did you do to Mandy?" she demanded. "I've just bumped into her, and she says that her and her husband have hardly left their bedroom in the last week. You've turned her into a raving nymphomaniac! She says their marriage is now stronger than it's ever been." Scott beamed with happiness at this news. "Good evening to you too, my dear," he answered. "I've got an idea for a business. Let me make us both a cup of tea, and you can tell me what you think." They sat either end of his sofa, as he outlined his idea. He explained that he would offer counselling services, specialising in men, women or couples who were experiencing difficulties in their sex life. He would rent a unit on the nearby office park and have it fitted out with a reception area, consulting room, toilets and a shower room. "A shower room?" queried Jules. "Really?" Scott explained that his client, or clients, might be rather