Tabitha's Taboos

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Tabitha's given in to a few of her horny impulses, but she's never crossed that line at work. A thin line. An invisible one.

But when she wakes up with a desire she can't suppress on her own, even with the aids she keeps hidden in her cubicle, Tabitha breaks her own rules and gets caught by a co-worker.

How deep will she fall into this workplace taboo? More importantly, how many times can Tabitha succumb to bodily pleasure?

Dive into this short, playful erotica story now.

an excerpt

Tabitha crossed her legs again, the bumpy ride on the public transport almost too much for her that morning. Deprived and tortured by dreams of various affairs, changing lover and location with each roll across her mattress.

Left wet, tired, and needy, every chore to get to work seemed to agitate her: the way her body sought out pleasure from simple tasks like brushing her teeth and slipping on a silk blouse. Running to make the bus made her nipples hard and dampened her panties.

Another re-cross and the bump in her seat vibrated against her cheeks, spiraling up the front of her.

By the time Tabitha made it to the office, her high-walled cubicle—only one of six in the large room and backed into the corner behind two others, she couldn’t think of anything except releasing herself from the morning’s torment. 

​But she’d have to wait...

holly's taboos

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.
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Holly’s office job isn’t quite like everyone else’s. She gets paid for her favorite kinks.

Used as a final bargaining chip in contract negotiations, Holly relishes in making a man’s fantasies come true, especially her boss’s.

But what will she do when their client asks for more than she’s ever agreed to before?

an excerpt

Those amber eyes took up the orange light of his desk lamp as he stepped in and closed the door.

"Good morning, Holly."

"Morning, Walt."

His nostrils flared as he took her in, as she bent to pour him a cup of coffee to give him the slender peek of her cleavage. Walt's arousal pressed against the front of his expensive slacks.
Holly bit her lip in anticipation as she offered him the mug.

His rough hand lifted past the porcelain to trace her jaw and pop her lip free of her teeth to tease her before taking the coffee from her grip. Walt sipped it as he stepped around her.

"I need you to push my morning meetings."

"Already done, sir."
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"Oh, is it sir now? It was Walt a minute ago."