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Service House Training by Dr. J.
Author Note: This is a continuation of How May I Be of Service? Thank you Melina Greenport for suggesting I make more installments to the initial story. I left the service house clutching a piece of...
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The Call by Dr. J.
This is the third installment which began with How May I Be of Service?“You all right, miss?” The cabby turned in his seat and eyed her with concern. “Oh yes, sir. Thank you for the inquiry.” She...
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Deserved by Dr. J.
This is installment #4 of A Service House Story which began with How May I Be of Service? Kate leaned over her computer and re-read the Service House email. An unscheduled, but mandatory, meeting was...
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Connected by Dr. J.
Our hands locked onto each other’s body, fingers connected to the fierce pulse of our sexual energy. I longed for our passionate Saturday mornings together. “Here?” He inched closer, positioning his...
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Create It by Dr. J.
“Is this a fucking test?” I slammed the phone down. How am I supposed to do this? They didn’t tell me I needed a female model in the shoot. This new ad agency guy expected me to make something from...
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Exit Left by Dr. J.
~The prompt for Friday Flash was this picture taken by F dot Leonora. Drawing from her prompt, I went to my local Italian restaurant and this is what emerged.~The Italian restaurant closed late on...
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What Are You Watching? by Dr. J.
Marley held her breath as she connected the Skype call. The temperature in the room seemed to rise or was that just her? If someone saw her, would they believe she was watching gay men get each other...
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Sun Seared Butt by Dr. J.
Clara and Brian planned a trip to Mexico for a week of fun and sun with their best friends. Clara could barely contain her excitement because she had read the best place to try new sexual things was...
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Chocolate Delight by Dr. J.
It’s dreamlike for me, as I float. How do you know my desires so well? Yes, there, right there. You play in my secret garden. You tiptoe on a predetermined path as you visit every inch of the...
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An Ode to Nipples by Dr. J.
Naked, the cold air meets my nipples. The transition awakens my body. I love the texture when they are hard, erect, and attentive. You and I know they are the express elevator to my sex explosion....
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Seeing the Perseids by Dr. J.
“Grab the beach bag. I’ve got the camera.” “What time is it?” “2 a.m. Come on; we can’t miss it.” “This is your thing, Paul. Not mine.” “But we can do this together. I promise it will be good.” I sat...
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I Don't Wonder by Dr. J.
In the midst of a crowd milling around me, the stale smoke and cotton candy scents overwhelm me. I stare at the Wonder Wheel, lost. What a misnomer it is. I don’t wonder, I know. Tonight’s the night....
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Drawn to Periwinkle by Dr. J.
A Service House Story #5 If you would like to read them in sequence Click HERE to start at the beginning. The Story is entitled How May I be of Service.I get off on watching the new trainees. Me,...
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Please, Lick Me There by Dr. J.
“Baby, I want this.” Adam sat naked on the floor of the bedroom enjoying Lucy disrobing. His mouth watered, for a cunt in his face and a backdoor view. Lucy took her time getting her black dress off....
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His Ass Bucked Hardwood by Dr. J.
Installment #6 of A Service House Story Click HERE to read from the beginning.Every trainee packed the room on teaching night at the house. As the most senior trainer, Lowell Anderson led the lecture....
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Resolved-Sex in the Art Room by Dr. J.
A crusty, old man with a cigarette dangling from his lips, and a purple-haired emo twenty-something, and I waited in the hall with our fellow students as the custodian unlocked the studio. Echoed...
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Pinup Reality by Dr. J.
Earl’s buddy had found a pinup poster of his all-time favorite model in his vintage collection of Playboy magazines. The guys teased him about his love of out-of-date, classy women. The day Emmie...
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The White Shirt by Dr. J.
Arriving after dress rehearsals, Drew stood at the door, for our final scene. Did he know? As I inhaled the sangria and sweat emanating from his body, I couldn’t help myself. Two fisted, I grabbed him...
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Sexy Scrabble by Dr. J.
It was our regular Friday game night with my friends. This crowd hated my single status so on occasion they would surprise me with a new guy. Tonight was one of those nights. I arrived with my...
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The Hurricane Shelter by Dr. J.
“Anybody claimed this cot?” A sweet, shaky voice directed my attention away from my iPad. I had been watching an action movie to help forget my break up troubles. “No. It’s yours.” A college girl sat...
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