Workplace Stories

A Story in the Naked In School Universe
Sam Kramer looked over the kitchen table at her adopted daughter, Greta, and admired the even golden glow of the teenager’s tan unblemished by strap marks or tan lines. “Just how much time have you been spending lazing by the pool, Greta? I ask with no purpose beyond pointing out the the risk of sunburn and skin cancer; you can consider this the 'use an SPF 45 lecture' the combined forces of motherhood and professional nursing wish me to express.

Ashley is trying to get ahead in her real estate job but it seems she keeps getting passed over. One day a job opening comes up that she really wants. Will she be able to "sell herself" to the boss for an opportunity to prove she can do this..?

DM is at it again. He stumbles onto another inviting situation in the Library break room. Fun ensues, of course.

When Richie's patience was being heavily tested by his girlfriend Harper, a strange witch offers a trade: his frustrating cow for a access to a fistful of beans and the promise of the best of the best of the best girls to replace Harper.

These are memories of my 45 years working in the Electric Power Field. Mostly as an Electric Journeyman Lineman climbing and building power lines across America. Traveling Linemen were called "Tramps". Many of my expressions, terms, tool names and actions are used only in the Lineman Trade. I will try to explain them as I go and try not to interrupt the stories. (Which, by the way, are mostly true)

Movie agent Brad Boynton has totally created leading man heartthrob Ron Fitzhugh into a major movie star. All Ron had to do was give Brad everything. Fourteen-year-old movie extra Jared is smitten with Fitzhugh on a movie set. Jared too wants to be made into a major movie star.

John was a widower trying to raise a now teenage daughter. He still loved his wife dearly however it had been 5 years since her death. He hadn't dated or even held a woman in his arms since that terrible day. Now his daughter was having her first parent-teacher conference of the school year and John was in for quite a surprise when he met her teacher...

I stood and walked the short distance over to the older woman. Bending down I inquired in a low whisper if her young companion was an exhibitionist, a submissive, or a slave in training. The older woman smiled and with a finger motioned her companion to unbutton the top button of the silvery satin dress. In doing so the girl exposed a silver choker that was standing in for a true slave collar. The older woman explained her companion was in training and had not yet committed to full slave.

In early 2015, I was working as a traveler. This frequently put me on aircraft. When you are waiting for your connecting flight, and your laptop batteries have long since given up the ghost, well, you people watch. One woman caught my eye, on one flight, and this is the fantasy story of our fantasy liaison. Remember, everybody! It's a fantasy!