Nothing as pedestrian as a plain, ordinary dildo, the one the heroine of that story used felt like skin and had a small heater in it to simulate warm flesh as it got erect. Of course, Satin hadn't made her heroine suffer with electronic stimulation alone. Satin always gave her heroines a nice hunky man to play with in the end.
In "Toys for Her," the couple had played a very dexterous form of the game Twister, achieving mind-blowing orgasms.
Liza sighed and thought again that she should have called in sick today like her roommate. Maybe she would have, if she'd had some of the gadgets Satin had written about in "Toys for Her." Or better yet, one of Satin's heroes. Just thinking about them made Liza squirm a little. The best guy was Cale in "Pirates of Pantzance." He'd been too yummy for words when the heroine had been ravaged by him on a deserted island. It made her want to escape to her own tropical island, but of course, only if she could take Cale with her.
Just because she hadn't had sex in more than three years didn't mean she had no sex drive. It just meant that it had been a long dry spell.
Well, dry spell or not, Liza had work to do, and Clayton Johnson was not a patient man. One thing she couldn't handle was another afternoon of Clayton sulking.
Clayton swiveled from his view of downtown Buffalo when she walked into his office. Today's lake effect snowstorm had already come and gone leaving in its wake a winter wonderland, pure white and glittering throughout the city. The sun, bouncing off the snow and the gleaming buildings surrounding them, momentarily blinded Liza. For a second, it appeared as if her boss had a halo. She shook her head and all angelic references fled. He was simply so handsome he took her breath away.
"About time, Ms. Montgomery. I thought for a moment you'd forgotten about me."
Liza nearly sighed again. Did she mention that her boss was impatient? She settled into the chair facing his desk, crossed her legs at the ankles demurely, turned on the machine and waited.
When he didn't say anything for a moment, she glanced up. His eyes were latched on to her legs. Right. That might happen.
Good Lord, she really needed to do something about her libido if she actually thought Clayton Johnson was looking at her body.
Oh, shucks, maybe I have a run, she thought immediately. And I just bought this pair last week.
She twisted a little, trying to see where the run was. When she looked up again, she actually thought she saw him blush.
"Is anything wrong, sir?"
"Er, no. Let's get on with it."
Liza bristled. "I've been ready."
"Yes." Mr. Johnson actually ran his finger around his collar.
He is embarrassed, Liza thought. Finally, a hint of humanity from him.
"First, I want to let you know there's been a change in the schedule for the rest of this month."
Back to business. She must have imagined the show of emotion. Perhaps he was a robot. Liza knew their R&D department had been working on a model...
"Ms. Montgomery..." The frustrated impatience was back.
"Oh, sorry." Liza dropped the keyboard and pulled her PDA out of her pocket. She had the company schedule open in seconds. "Okay, I'm ready now."
"The Buffalo office will be closed for the last two weeks of January."
Liza nearly dropped her stylus. "Closed? The entire office?"
"That's right. I'm giving everyone an extra two weeks off with pay. In appreciation for the great year we had last year."
"Hallelujah," Liza murmured.
"What's that, Ms. Montgomery?"
"Er, I said that's very generous, sir. I'm sure the employees will be ecstatic!"
"Yes, well, there's more."
Liza eagerly moved forward in her seat. Already she was planning her vacation. Maybe she'd take a cruise. It would be tight on her budget so soon after the holidays, but what the heck, a girl didn't often get the chance to get out of a Buffalo winter. And it would be the perfect opportunity to put her new life motto to work. Especially if she could find a cruise to a deserted
In "Toys for Her," the couple had played a very dexterous form of the game Twister, achieving mind-blowing orgasms.
Liza sighed and thought again that she should have called in sick today like her roommate. Maybe she would have, if she'd had some of the gadgets Satin had written about in "Toys for Her." Or better yet, one of Satin's heroes. Just thinking about them made Liza squirm a little. The best guy was Cale in "Pirates of Pantzance." He'd been too yummy for words when the heroine had been ravaged by him on a deserted island. It made her want to escape to her own tropical island, but of course, only if she could take Cale with her.
Just because she hadn't had sex in more than three years didn't mean she had no sex drive. It just meant that it had been a long dry spell.
Well, dry spell or not, Liza had work to do, and Clayton Johnson was not a patient man. One thing she couldn't handle was another afternoon of Clayton sulking.
Clayton swiveled from his view of downtown Buffalo when she walked into his office. Today's lake effect snowstorm had already come and gone leaving in its wake a winter wonderland, pure white and glittering throughout the city. The sun, bouncing off the snow and the gleaming buildings surrounding them, momentarily blinded Liza. For a second, it appeared as if her boss had a halo. She shook her head and all angelic references fled. He was simply so handsome he took her breath away.
"About time, Ms. Montgomery. I thought for a moment you'd forgotten about me."
Liza nearly sighed again. Did she mention that her boss was impatient? She settled into the chair facing his desk, crossed her legs at the ankles demurely, turned on the machine and waited.
When he didn't say anything for a moment, she glanced up. His eyes were latched on to her legs. Right. That might happen.
Good Lord, she really needed to do something about her libido if she actually thought Clayton Johnson was looking at her body.
Oh, shucks, maybe I have a run, she thought immediately. And I just bought this pair last week.
She twisted a little, trying to see where the run was. When she looked up again, she actually thought she saw him blush.
"Is anything wrong, sir?"
"Er, no. Let's get on with it."
Liza bristled. "I've been ready."
"Yes." Mr. Johnson actually ran his finger around his collar.
He is embarrassed, Liza thought. Finally, a hint of humanity from him.
"First, I want to let you know there's been a change in the schedule for the rest of this month."
Back to business. She must have imagined the show of emotion. Perhaps he was a robot. Liza knew their R&D department had been working on a model...
"Ms. Montgomery..." The frustrated impatience was back.
"Oh, sorry." Liza dropped the keyboard and pulled her PDA out of her pocket. She had the company schedule open in seconds. "Okay, I'm ready now."
"The Buffalo office will be closed for the last two weeks of January."
Liza nearly dropped her stylus. "Closed? The entire office?"
"That's right. I'm giving everyone an extra two weeks off with pay. In appreciation for the great year we had last year."
"Hallelujah," Liza murmured.
"What's that, Ms. Montgomery?"
"Er, I said that's very generous, sir. I'm sure the employees will be ecstatic!"
"Yes, well, there's more."
Liza eagerly moved forward in her seat. Already she was planning her vacation. Maybe she'd take a cruise. It would be tight on her budget so soon after the holidays, but what the heck, a girl didn't often get the chance to get out of a Buffalo winter. And it would be the perfect opportunity to put her new life motto to work. Especially if she could find a cruise to a deserted
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