The Deep Freeze
When a sexology student takes a job at a frozen food company to pay her tuition, she assumes it’s going to be as boring as a bag of peas. But Angela is pleasantly surprised by what’s simmering underneath the surface—and she learns that her deep freeze is actually scorching hot.
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Working at the frozen food company is a drudgery for Angela. She hates her job, her boss, and the fact that she has to do inventory in an industrial freezer once a month.
But this month, frozen food really heats up when the hottie from corporate comes to help her work on inventory—and after some steamy encounters, Angela will never look at frozen corn the same way again.
Warning: Running Hot and Cold (7,000 words) contains icy oral, an inconvenient alarm, and the ingenious use of office supplies.
There was too much to do before Corporate Office Man arrived. I needed to print out documents for the inventory and get the spreadsheets started before the freezer fun and games began. I was getting so excited thinking about what I wanted to happen that I couldn’t concentrate on anything else.
I decided to do something about it. There was no one around, so I could easily slip into my boss’s office for a quick pick-me-up downstairs. But first I went to the office supply closet to find some reinforcements.
I stared at the shelves of office supplies and wondered what I could use. A ruler? I could rub it against my clit for sure, but I couldn’t stick it inside me.
A couple of pens? Not big enough.
A fat highlighter? That was just thick enough to do the trick. I grabbed my makeshift dildo and ran to Amy’s office before someone saw me.
I was in such a hurry to get off that I forgot to lock the door. I sat at the desk and immediately flipped her picture over so I wouldn’t have to look at her—getting a glimpse of her face would have definitely ruined the mood. I leaned back in Amy’s executive chair, pulled down my stockings and panties until they rested on my knees, and went to work.
When her boss summoned her that morning, Angela was convinced she was about to be fired from her job at the frozen food company. After all, she did have steamy sex with an executive in the industrial freezer. But she is pleasantly surprised that the chilly coitus earned her a promotion—and the promise of more white hot encounters.
Warning: Running Cold and Hot (6,000 words) contains undercover oral, a tattletale bartender, and two proud birds in a cockfight for attention.
When I came back from lunch that day, I went to sit down and, as I tried to roll my chair toward my desk, I found David sitting on the floor waiting for me.
I looked down at him and laughed. “What on earth are you doing under the desk? You’re going to get yourself all dirty down there.”
“That’s why I’m here…to get dirty,” he said. He reached his hands up my legs and tugged at my panties. When they were down to my ankles, he lifted up my skirt and moved his face into my crotch. I held on to his head, and he started hungrily nibbling on my clit as if it was something he ordered for lunch. The sight of him doing that turned me on immediately, and I could feel my pussy juices slowly trickle out of me. I removed my hands from his head, opened up my blouse, stuck my hand down my bra, and started massaging my nipples. David continued devouring my pussy with his tongue, sticking it in and out of me. He looked so hot on all fours, and watching him put me in a state of euphoria.