Fashionable Terms Novels & Stories

"Hi little Miller, Wear something elegant. I'm taking you somewhere special! ;) kiss" Hannah saw my puzzled face. "Elegant?" I said loudly. Hannah sighed. "G****e search." She laughed. I got up abruptly and started looking around Hannah's scattered clothes hoping to find something elegant. "I know what elegant means..." I said defensively and in one way offensively. My fashion is all about simple jeans and T-shirts, a couple of tracksuits and even a small miniskirt which stands in my wardrobe since dinosaurs walked the Earth. But on occasions, I can too be a lady!

Life was good until she saw his naked, chiseled, sculpted body, and that marked the beginning of her endless wet dreams about her boss. Like that wasn’t bad enough, he walks in on her moaning his name. To help his very horny and single and beloved secretary, Isaiah went down on his knees and worshiped her and oh my my did she taste like heaven. With one taste of her and one taste of him, they found themselves wanting more and decided to be each other’s fuck buddy with no strings attached. How long will they fuck each other without catching feelings? Or are they already in love and too horny to see it?