All Comments on 'Julie's Mistake Ch. 24'

great series. You're the best writer on literotica (except for maybe adoration). I hope you start another series.

What the Hell am I gonna do now?!

Awesome series! Just awesome!

Any chance 'Jill' will get another adventure in 'Paradise'?

Short wrap up. But what about Laura and Pamela.......and is Hall truly going to leave Julie alone?.....sequel story please!

<p>For for some reason I stumbled on chapter 23 and had to go back and read the rest once I finished it (^_^)</p>

<p>But I too ask the same questions as the Anon poster below:</p>

<p>What about Hall? How did he handle loosing Juile? Why didn't he try to get her back to add to his stable once he had Pam and Laura? He went out of his way to get her, they suddenly walked away from her for months and exclusively focused on Pam and Laura. Why? What's his relationship with Pam and Laura now? What's he up too?</p>

<p>Why was she more fixated on getting even with Jackson instead of Hall? I mean while I understand he was the one having the most amount of sex with her at the end, Hall started her down this path, even doing her right before she got married on her wedding day and forcing her to work in a Brothel for a week doing as many strange men(s) as she could handle daily, why did she not want to get revenge on him and insure he left her alone as well?</p>

<p>Why did she go back to the brothel where Hall made her live her greatest hummilation, and somewhere where he could very easily find her, and choose that as a place to start her new life? I mean if he set it up as a place she was made go too, why wouldn't she think he could easily find her there and somehow insure she was quickly back under his thumb. As someone who started ruining her life you would think she would avoid letting him know where she was like the plague.</p>

<p>What happened to Jackson's wife Pam? Last we heard she was pulling a very "large" Gangbang train in a hotel room, but we have no idea of how she got there or what she thought about it the next day. Or how this may have affected her realtionship with Hall</p>

<p>What about Laura? Last we heard she sorta kinda escaped the larger gangbang, but now she was the plaything of some strange guy for most of the night, what happened?</p>

<p>How did Jackson getting busted for drugs affect Laura and Pam? Laura at least still loved her Dad, what happened there</p>

<p>All those months of Julie being Jackson's personal slut, what was Laura and Pam doing?</p>

<p>What happened to Julie's husband. Last we heard he had left her, but didn't sue for divorce. What was he doing all these months while his wife was living as a Gangbang queen for other men</p>

<p>What about Julie's family. You hinted at them at Julies wedding, but nothing afterwards. And especially if Julie's husband left her, how come no one tried to find out what was going on with her husband and her? And after she picked up and left why didn't she tell anyone like her family she was leaving?</p>

<p>Etc</p>

<p>While I liked your story, there are a lot of loose ends that we as the reader have no idea whats going on</p>

<p>Maybe an epilog where you sew everything up? Maybe? While I liked your stuff, I have no idea what happened to all the main characters. Just two of them seemed to have been talked about, and the rest of the players faded off.</p>

-Risq

I hope you will nog stop writing for Literotica. That would mean that the site lost it's best writer of erotic stories. I mean it.

Maybe you could add one chapter to the "Trouble in paradise"-saga.

This has been a great series. The characters are so good and the possibilities are limitless. Maybe it is time for a new start, thanks for a great roller coaster of a ride.

I know that I left a lot of loose ends in this story. I apologize for that, but I feel that sometimes a reader can let his or her imagination fill in the gaps. I had Julie go back to the brothel to work at the end because I wanted her transformation to be complete. You may have noticed that I made her a bit more willing in the final chapters than before (thanks to the suggestion of a reader) and I wanted her to now surrender to her own lustful character.

Does that make any sense?

As for Pamela and Laura, well what can I say? Pamela I really loved because she was someone who was willing to become what she was out of desire to help her family.

Laura was a bit more difficult. I waited too long, I think, to bring her into the story and by the time I did, I felt like she was a complete story unto herself. I enjoyed writing about her, but I thought it was too new a thread in the story (although readers seemed to enjoy her alot, too).

Anyway, let me know what you think!

" Adventure of Laura" - may become an independent history, connected with a history about Julie.

Congrats GrantLee on this awesome tale. I loved every bit of it, and checking for an update became a daily activity.

I'd also love a continuation of Laura's story as an independent one. I loved her part in the story so far, and would love to see it continue.

Keep up the great work!

You will write still sometime?

Dear Grant,

my name is Mangala (23) and I like to thank you for your stories and the truth is until recently I never read stories like that. You really write very well and I see Julie in front of me, I see myself.

Love, Mangala

Grant Lee's story is one of the best. I wish he had gone on to write a dozen more chapters dealing with Pamela and Laura. But I guess all good things must come to an end. After 24 chapters, I guess he wanted to move on to other things.

Although I can see a point in the previous comment, I think it's just a case of having too much story and not allowing yourself the luxury of following up on each story line. My main critticism would be for a more fulfilled ending. You could have followed up on Pamela and Laura and Hall. Be that as it may, this was one of the few stories that I really didn't want to end. Enjoyed it immensely!!!

I truly liked the story, but felt that there were way too many characters involved. The only female character I cared about was Julie, & the only men I found myself turned on from fucking her were fat man Jackson & horse.

Call me a pervert, but I was very turned on by imagening that big fat ass fuck that beautiful blonde & horse with his horse dick should have been allowed to fuck her in her ass alone in his bed on the boat all night!!!

I found the first half of the series riveting...and very provocative. The introduction of Pamela and Laura should have been a spin-off series instead of interspersed through the main story. Like other comments, I found it often coming out of the blue and although not necessarily confusing, broke the "flow" of erotica the story of Julie definitely had.

I would love to see more concerning Julie; however, as this is almost 2 years old now and there have been no other stories from GrantLee, I'm afraid he's moved on to other things or no longer visits the site.

I found the idea of a young, beautiful lawyer giving herself out and finding she enjoyed the sex much to her dismay very good. It reminded me of Car Show Slut series by DavidWriter which has similar themes.

I would love to see more, and this is definitely one of my favorite series to date!

You write well, but some of this was boring. Your characters were invariably finger fucked and fucked in "tawdry rhythm." They were also "covered in a sheen of perspiration" after or during the fucking.

Bring back Julie!

Fuck Julie, bring back Laura, with parents like hers surely she's got a whole lot of rebellion type learning to do. On her knees. On her back. In the air with her legs around some random powerful business man showing her his lean economic business model.

So we find out what happens to Jackson and for whatever dumb ass reason Julie goes back to the brothel but no ending on anyone else. Hall was the one that started the whole so if Julie is going to get revenge on anyone it should have been him and now that Jackson got arrested and most likely fired Pamela and laura don't have to make sure he keeps his job. Good story despite again making the woman dumb bimbos but the ending could've been better or at least tie up all the loose ends.

great story but could of been alot better at the end. it should of had at least one more chapter dealing with hall,pamela and laura. it would have been great to see hall go bankrupt and to have laura and pamela with julia at the end making alot of money and getting rich together. just one more follow-up chapter to end it. will still read all the stories you post. bob

I just read Julie's Mistake and it's one of the best stories here on Literotica, but I think you forgot a chapter. What happens with Pamala and her daughter Laura. Do they find out that they both work for Hal. Or are you thinking of a spin-off of their story. I'd appreciate that. I think it'd be very hot. Hopefully you us readers know about that.

This was a fantastic series, and the final 2 chapters were outstanding. The author at the top of his game. It's now 8 years since the final chapter was added so I guess that there will be no further additions. A pity as Laura and Pamela probably deserve another chapter or a spinoff series.

Repetitive, monotonous and quite boring

some claim Grant Lee to be one of the best writers here?!! :o found series end super weird and over repetitive of sex scenes!! ;))

It's so good. It must have new chapters.

So she gets blackmailed and used, then drugged and whored out. Revenge on all of them would have been so much better.

Ridiculously cliched, because pretty women with big boobs threaten the male ego in the workplace. I really should have known better than to try reading a blackmail story they never seem to end the way I’m cheering for.

Tess

Very obviously written by a male that doesn’t understand how a woman’s body or psyche work

Bring back new chapters but this time of Julie moving in to live with Horse in his boat & becoming his woman! Love to hear of more sweaty sex between them two!

Anonymous wrote this:

<<<

To many characters & confusing ending!!!

I truly liked the story, but felt that there were way too many characters involved. The only female character I cared about was Julie, & the only men I found myself turned on from fucking her were fat man Jackson & horse.

Call me a pervert, but I was very turned on by imagining that big fat ass fuck that beautiful blonde & horse with his horse dick should have been allowed to fuck her in her ass alone in his bed on the boat all night!!!

>>>

I agree with that!

You could have five or six stories with different girls.

When someone read the final chapters is hard to tell what the hell is going on.

If you had stayed with the landlord and maybe Hall or Horse would have been better.

But that is only my humble opinion.

I agree that you write very well, have good plots but need to work better on your scripts.

This story is so awesome!

My only question is what ever happened to Amy the dancer from the last party, and Erica from Julie’s wedding?

It seems like it’d be appropriate in a way if they’d all three end up at Jillian’s, the brothel, as a purchasable set, or performing in the VIP lounge of an expensive gentleman’s club.

What all would happen if Julie’s ex-husband walks in and finds her hard at work...?!

Because that needed 4 goddamn pages. It would have needed all of one chapter.

Goddamn fucking useless ass cocksucking authors who really need to stay away from computers.

What about blowjobs?

Or having her hide under their desk for part of the day only wearing her high heels as Julie try’s to be quiet.

“Already, over the last week, he was using Julie at the office for quick, clandestine fucks in his office. The young associate hated getting the call from Jackson asking her to his office. Inevitably he would direct her to lock the door, hike up her suit skirt, pull down her panties (her smooth, tanned legs needing no panty hose) and hold onto his desk while he entered her from behind and debased her beautiful pussy. “

At the end Julie is now an escort!

What about her exhusband he just disappeared???? Why?

How about he shows up and Julie finds herself entertaining him for a weekend? After all he’d want some payback, maybe after she’s assigned to do house calls for VIP clients.

It might be kind of fitting if she finds herself only wearing an eye mask and high heels being the entertainment for the men at her old office at the firm’sholiday party.

I’m sure getting bent over the office copy machine and fucked silly by the creepy guys from accounting who she repeatedly turned down whenever they chatted her up would be quite memorable for Julie. Her identity hidden but knowing who they are and being unable to say anything or refuse for fear of discovery she’d find herself taking cock all night long.

It was great

This is so unbelievably hot!! This isn’t scenes of handsome men and beautiful woman and stirring passion.

This is the junior lawyer at the office finally getting the amount of recognition from senior management partners she’d always wanted and strive for. But rather than consulting her mind and intellect as a self made professional woman, Julie finds herself hiking up her skirt so her boss a repulsive old man in his 60s can lower her panties, hunch over her, and find herself being mounted and ridden as he desired.

How about adding to this chapter some.

He has her seduce a competing firms managing partner for their secrets. And others…

Soon Julie is balancing attention from men and her schedule as she has to work each separately. Since none of the men would know about each other and with 4-5 guys she’d be busy trying to keep each thinking they were exclusive.

Julie being compelled to seduce different designated guys over time that are not attractive would be interesting. (“I definitely don’t want to take it up my ass but I do need to make him happy so tonight’s he getting the “Wrong Hole Rider”)

Now imagine Julie trying to get information from 5 separate guys.

5 sexual men.

5 sexual men who discover they are never told “no”

5 men Julie has to please … and the partners during their meetings…

… the inter-office alliances to broker and negotiate

“Already, over the last week, he was using Julie at the office for quick, clandestine fucks in his office. The young associate hated getting the call from Jackson asking her to his office. Inevitably he would direct her to lock the door, hike up her suit skirt, pull down her panties (her smooth, tanned legs needing no panty hose) and hold onto his desk while he entered her from behind and debased her beautiful pussy…

…Julie needed to exact her revenge as soon as possible. She felt that it wouldn't be long before he would try to use her young, hot body to acquire clients.”

Great story! Loved how she ended back at the whorehouse.

Now what would be hilarious is Horse would ultimately get his hands on Julie, Laura, Pam and Erika.

During a party “Sex Olympics” the 4 women have to compete for 1st place, and win it or else.

He’s seated legs open, Julie backs up and sitting impales herself of the cock. Now with her legs together Julie bobs herself up and down on the cock.

He yells “I’m gonna blow!” when he feels himself starting to cum.

Now Julie has to instantaneously react by standing up turning in place, kneeling, and get his cock in her mouth/ throat before he starts blowing.

It’d be something Julie would dislike, especially due the men competing, encouraging each other, and laughing at her as she frantically obeys, grimicing at the taste of herself.

Please, pweez, pweez, continue! More!

Now that Julie is finally free she could stay at the brothel for maybe a year but then decide go to another city and decide to start over maybe as a waitress at a 24 hour diner, or as waitress at a Hooters.

With all she’s been through she needs therapy or talk to a counselor. Maybe She would then blackmail her to help her provide her clients with “sex therapy” for “intimacy issues” and for others to work out thier aggression issues.

Imagine the counselor sitting in her overstuffed large chair and her client laying on the couch when she presses a button and the client is surprised when that smoking hot front desk receptionist walks in wearing just a black short silk robe, a bright pink push-up bra and panties, and black stockings and heels.

Now Julies nervous under his confused lustful gaze figures out that this particular man has anger issues. Moments later the therapist and him continue thier conversation as if nothing has changed as crouching on all fours Julie is feeling his grip on her hips as she tries not to cry out as his hips slap against her ass as she wonders if the therapist will micromanage exactly what she is supposed to do or if she’s just in for a wild ride.

On the boat when Mr Horse was putting on the show with Julie, he tapped his finger against her butthole and thought how he have to use it. He never did.

Since she was standing up and riding him already it seems like he’d just told her lift off him and sit on his cock. Then Julia would be ass fucking herself for thier audience

So Julie would get calls from Jackson a few times a week, go to his office, lock the door, hike her skirt up, bend over his desk, one of them lower her panties and within moments the junior partner is finding herself getting partnered with the Senior Partner.

What about more explorations of her times at the office? Middle of the day should find Julie naked on her knees in his office frantically stroking his cock as she nervously stares at the purple tip hovering so menacingly mere centimeters from her wide eyes. Minutes later after a series of masculine grunts, a throughly humiliated Julie her manicured hand still cupping her oil-slicked breasts now aching from her own tugging, slowly bows her head as she catches her breath keenly aware of a milky drip forming at the end of her nose and a still turgid nipple.

Keep writing scenarios Anonymous until our beloved GrantLee contributes again. I'm enjoying these ruminations.

I’ve always thought that for being under the total control of three young men they were all a little too “nice” to Julie. It seems more likely they would have more games for her in a quest to “out macho” each other and do some experimenting.

What better way to assert thier dominance of her than to line up order her to get on her knees and see how fast she can suck each penis empty. It would be hard demeaning work for her sure but with the winner being the first to claim her young pussy they would have fun.

Also it seems another would be after they are all fully satisfied having her serve them food. Since Julie is a proud young woman whose pride is now suffering a little for being tricked by these young men she’d have begged to be allowed her clothes. But in a cruel twist she’s wearing only her swimsuit bottom which they laughed as they tossed it to her and told her to tie her long hair back with it. Now here she is a young woman lawyer a proud professional made to serve the young studs who have just finished fucking her senseless, stark naked with her bikini bottoms being used as a hair tie!

Then after a few drinks she’s ordered to bend over a chair and reaching back with her small hands pull her bottom open completely exposing from behind her pussy and bottom hole. Now laughing at the spectacle she’s putting on they stand back and take a running dive at her hard cocks leading. Most of the time Julie feels thier hardness slid off her rounded sweaty bottom cheeks or thighs. But others times she squeals in female distress and her shapely legs flail in protest as her little pussy is roughly speared causing them to roar with laughter. Worse yet for her sometimes thier aim is true and the rowdy cheers of the boys almost drown out her shriek and whimper as her tight ring of muscle so jealousy guarding her “backdoor” is roughly jammed open.

Each time they just pull out and make way the next as Julie is left wondering what will happen next.

Or just hang off the back of the boat and have her diive underwater and frantically try to make them cum underwater as she feels the sting of thier fingers enmeshed in her hair holding her under.

Or tittyfucking...

They are young men they’re gonna be a lot rougher and adventurous

SMACK!

The flat of his hand spanked one cheek and Julie heard him say, "Well come on baby, gimme that lapdance. You gotta earn that dollar."

"Why are you smiling like that?" Julie asked.

The madam sat down behind her desk and her grin spread even farther as he said, "Well, I have some news."

"Well, I’ve been contacted by an important client and you were specifically asked for by name. They’re paying very very very well so tomorrow evening you have a little gig," she said.

Julie swallowed hard "What do I have to do?"

Ben kind of chuckled.

"Well it’s kinda an old fashioned theme. It’s a welcome back party for a friend of theirs whose been out of the for a while and they wanted it to be special for him.”

"Okay…" Juliesaid uncertainly.

"So basically, as part of his party, his friends felt it would be a lot of fun if the entertainment was fitting to the situation," she continued.

"Entertainment?"

"Yeah what they described it as is a bunch of them are having a really big party and they want a girl, who is blonde and who is… well ‘large chested’ to pop out of a cake in her birthday suit."

Julie’s jaw dropped. It was beyond a nightmare scenario. Her horrified expression on her face was obvious at the idea of having to pop out of a fake cake in front of a bunch of men. Probably drunk men. Naked. Outnumbered. Surrounded.

As all the awful memories flashed before her.

"Oh definitely no!” Julie stammered. "You can't be serious. No!"

It came as a rush “Look I know you only do one-on-one and occasionally a couple but only if one is a woman, but look Julie, it only for a show, no touching, there’ll be others there for that. But this is a big score and I’ll up your cut considerably. Please say yes .. remember you’ve only been here a couple of years”

Julie knew what she had to do after all it was all just about making the customer happy.

"Uh, hey why don't you go ahead and take off early. I am sure there are some preparations..."

She offered after finally receiving a slow nod.

As she drove up to the establishment Julie got out and walked in. Her nose curled at the smell of cigar smoke and she could hear thumping music and male laughter as she made her way into the spacious kitchen.

After winking and smiling at the waiter who was obviously tongue tied at the gorgeous blonde with obviously killer curves, Julie sampled the hors d'oeuvres before innocently asking where her ‘cake’ was. Smiling broadly as she followed the thunderstruck young man obviously in shock at the realization of who he was talking with and what she was gonna soon be doing he hurriedly showed her to the back room.

It was a medium-sized, fake cardboard cake, with an open panel on the back side. Inside was a very small plywood perch with very limited headroom beneath a cardboard lid.

Then she looked at the interior of the "cake."

It was going to be even more of a contortion than she expected and at first Julie didn't think she would even be able to get inside. It was obvious it was too small for her.

As he watched the bold goddess casually take off her clothes in front of him the waiter thought he’d died and went to heaven. As he reminded himself she had asked him to stay and close the door behind her he openly stared as she casually placed a foot on the edge of the cart and leaned over to buckle her high heels he was torn. Admiring the splendid view of her the large breasts that though firm now hung completely unsupported by what had to have been a hardworking bra.

Now getting inside was a challenge. Finally, squatting down and keeping her knees wide apart and head down to fold up even smaller, Julie was now able to awkwardly somewhat waddle into the darkness of the little space but only barely.

Even though she knew it was silly Julie felt her face grow hot trying not to imagine what she looked like from behind, more specificity to the red faced obvious admirer she now had standing only a few feet behind her.

His eyes were trained exactly were she knew they were.

As the most perfect ass he’d ever seen in his life slowly made its way inside he had to reach down and realizing that she couldn’t see him he reached and adjusted the throbbing erection that by now was almost painful. It was so surreal to him as he took in the tight ass and after bending just a little he was able to see plainly everything most women normally took care to hide.

After much too long a time but knowing exactly why he was delaying as she heard his feet step closer but knowing the futility of complaining the red faced Julie finally felt the back panel close up and was left engulfed in total darkness. Soon she felt a slow rolling sensation as the cake was wheeled.

Julie could tell they had left the kitchen because, all of a sudden, a louder, thumping musical beat shook the sides of the fake cake. From outside she could hear cheering male voices at what was obviously the appearance of the cake. We rolled a little way farther and then she felt it come to stop just as the music shut off.

"Okay guys," she heard an announcer say. "You know our good friend has out of the area for a while."

"And well, we all wanted this to be really special for him. I mean no ordinary cake would do. It had to have a creamy filling, that was nice to look at, great tasting and easy to spread?"

Another explosion of dirty laughter erupted. and as Julie gave up trying to count voices she started to shiver in dread questioning the wisdom or lack of it to be here.

"So we thought, what would be better than something... or someone … who means so very much to him?"

A veritable howl arose as in the darkness with eyes wide with wondering Julie shivered.

"Surprise!"

That was her cue.

With a hard shove Julie stood up against the cake lid and popped out with both arms reaching skyward and a big smile on her face. At the same time that song, "Cherry Pie" started blasting. As she looked around, energetically shaking her chest like she had been instructed but what Julie saw looking back was too much for her to maintain that fake happy entertainer expression.

Seated around the room on chairs, the couch, all around the room were all the managing partners of Halstrom and Gray and all the former male colleagues Julie had worked with for years.

All of whom had known her from her former life as a respectable woman and an accomplished hardworking lawyer were now looking at her again but differently.

For a second no one said a thing. They all looked as shocked that it was Julie was as they took in the sight of her not as an intelligent professional wearing a business suit but now standing, completely exposed from the knees up with her every curve and intimate crease lewdly on display. As they drooled over the still intoxicating sight of her ample breasts now settling down from their wild presentation to perch proudly instead of firmly constrained and supported under business attire Julie felt her blood rush to her ears and the room spun she frantically tried to cover her nakedness.

Then when she finally looked up she saw him: Gene Jackson

He was out of prison way too early….

… well he is a lawyer.

"Oh no, Julie," he smiled broadly. "Don't stop shaking those big tits. I know ever guy here has wanted to see them. Let's have a show before we get some use out of them."

As Julie stared back mouth still hanging open trying desperately not to think about the horrifying implications of what she’d just heard, she heard her former colleagues began chanting, "Shake, shake, shake."

Slowly she forced herself to resume the same undignified display of her anatomy in wild motion, as all of those men watched in delight.

"Oh fuck," she heard yelled from someone "This is perfect. Hey, please tell me she is giving lapdances."

"Oh yeah," said Gene said loudly. "Of course she does and as a former junior associate she’s more than willing to help you with your legal briefs ….. or at least, looking at that body she’s rocking she’ll help you cum in your briefs."

Julie looked horrified and her smile wavered. No one had said anything about lapdances.

A second later two appeared next to the cake offering a hand so she could step out. As she took each and swaying a little, she climbed out and then down to stand on the floor trying hard to ignore the large hand that was firmly gripping into the softly muscled firmness of her butt.

The music had changed to "Pornstar Dancing" by Darkest Days this just got them even more worked up. Eyes still wide Julie looked over as Gene stepped over and whispering in her ear before stepping back and with a dramatic flourish giving a little twirling sign with his finger.

Feet frozen Julie took a moment to take a deep breath and turn away from them all. Swallowing hard, she leaned forward at the waist.

From behind, she heard a couple of gasps at the birds eye view of her delicate genitalia framed by the bubble of her butt

“Legs wide Julie! Open your legs as wide as you can Julie, no need to be shy. We all know you're a little slut, show us all you've got!"

The sniggering burned her ears as Julie’s legs slowly parted stretching her legs apart as far as she could while still maintaining her balance. Mortified she knew every single detail her most private anatomy was clearly displayed.

"I can just about see her tonsils from here!"

“Wow I bet that thing tastes like French vanilla ice cream.”

“Hey I think her asshole just winked at me!”

“Do you think that clam bites??”

The room continued to roar with laughter as the former cheerleader kept her eyes closed not wanting to see from her inverted head down position their grinning faces or worse the bulges that she had witnessed forming in their pants. The degrading comments continued for several minutes as the former lawyers ears burned in shame.

“Hey Julie we know you’re proud of your perineum but when you’re finished showing of it’s time to get dancing.”

After standing as erect as she could see they all were standing a now a thoroughly subdued Julie saw that most of the men were holding up dollar bills. In contrast, but Gene was holding up a twenty. Knowing better than to not go to him Julie made her way, humiliatingly aware of just how she was wobbling and shaking and fully on display to the man who had destroyed her career, marriage, and life.

"Guess I won the high bid, Julie?"

Julie didn’t respond. He didn't care, he just looked up and down, lingering a little longer on her landing strip and pussy and then her breasts slightly shining with perspiration. Finally, he looked up at her face, and mock frowned.

"Uh, little lady, I don't see any place to put your tip," he said as a grin replaced his exaggerated look of consternation.

He snapped his fingers.

“I know let’s try here…”

Julie froze completely rigid as her face burned completely scarlet as she felt for the first time a dollar bill being dragged along the outer lips of her labia.

As her blood pounded in her ears she heard it, the chanting,

“Stick it in her!” “Stick it in her!” “Stick it in her!”

Then holding her breath the pressure as drowning in a sea of humiliation as they howled with laughter at the sight of the exlawyer stiffening slightly then whimpering slightly as she was slowly ever so slowly penetrated by the folded green paper.

“Holy shit she ate that up! Gobbled it up like it was a cock! Shark Snatch!”

Then she was helplessly grunted as she was subjected to the sensations of completely engulfing it with her warmth. After obediently turning around so that everyone else could laugh, she felt his hand reach forward between her naked thigh before she was digitally penetrated and to their cheers the money appeared again.

“I know, here we go," he said and stuffed the twenty in her mouth, right between her unwilling lips. "You can just hold it there. I don't guess you were hired for your conversational skills, anyway. Right? The perfect woman!"

The rest of them laughed as now rendered speechless Julie couldn't respond with the money in her mouth, as she desperately tried to ignore the dampness and taste.

Gene Jackson then grabbed her by the waist and turned her around to facing away. Then I felt a sudden entitled pressure pulling me down onto his lap facing her audience.

As Julie sat down, her eyes widened as she felt the hard cloth-covered bulge of a all too familiar erection, pressing firmly against her naked ass. Her eyes widened at the realization of that as the twenty protruded from my mouth ridiculously. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a couple of the junior partners, her former colleagues high-fiving and laughing. For a moment she just sat there too mortified to do anything.

SMACK!

The flat of his hand spanked one cheek and she heard him say, "Well come on baby, gimme that lapdance. You gotta earn that twenty."

She shot a glare back at Gene who was grinning. He just nodded for her to go ahead. Almost involuntarily Julie started to scoot back and forth trying hard to ignore the firmness of beneath her. The cheer of scandalous approval was deafening.

"Oh yeah, work it,"

Gene then grabbed Julie by the hips and began a exaggerated simulated fucking motion as she rode back and forth on his lap.

"Yeah? Ride 'em, cowgirl," shouted another.

He let go of her bare hips just then and reached up grabbing her firm yet heavy breasts, one in each hand as they swayed in perfect rhythm. A second later Julie grunted helplessly as she felt him squeezing and groping, followed by an obscene thumb and forefinger tweaking that gave way to his pulling on nipples. That soon had her crying out. It wasn't just some little tug either. He was gripping the nipple and areola twisting and pulling her nipples out, then back in and untwist, just to do it again ….. and again …. and again.

"I guess the term 'cow' girl can have more than one meaning, especially when you have a set of milkers like these," he said.

The term and offense was overwhelming for Julie. He was a complete jerk and worse, now he was mock-milking her as she ground herself up and down.

Julie kept grinding with the twenty in her mouth and as the song wound down and when it finally ended, she bolted off his lap and and clickity clacked as fast as she good to the protection of the kitchen.

Even without looking Julie could tell from the laughter and hooting that her embarrassment was just another great condiment in the dish of her exposure and Gene’s revenge.

She yanked the twenty out of her mouth and ran up to the big luxurious marble island in the kitchen. she paused, both palms flat on the surface and leaned forward, almost dizzy with shame.

“Ah hem, Ahem”

Looking up Julie saw it was the friendly server from before. Smiling back Julie was glad to see a friendly face, he was so nice before. And he was handing her some water.

As Julie gratefully sipped it she chatted with him, maybe if tonight wasn’t to bad and if wanted to she wouldn’t mind talking more with him. It was then she was reminded of her state of undress and the very apparent effect she was having on his anatomy. Sighing resignedly Julie reassured herself that he was nice, she knew for certain he obviously liked her and in the way she come to expect from men, so this wasn’t totally bad.

Then she heard more chanting, and as she listened she blanched…

Hey “Anonymous” instead of putting up 1000 word comments/ stories why don’t you publish them as your own stories giving credit to GrantLee. I’m sure he or she wouldn’t say no

Do continue with Julie and the waiter/server. She owes him a favor or two at least.

In what direction would you recommend? Any ideas? What do you think he’d like?

As Julie looked around for her clothes and her heart started hammering. They were gone!

“Hey Blondie are you looking for these?” It was Kyle the server, and as her eyes locked onto her keys dangling from his fingers she felt his eyes admire what she wore.

High heels and air

“Uuummmm yes could I have them I have to leave… please” Julie replied suddenly feeling even more naked.

Her eyes widened as she heard “First there is something you can help me with…”

To Julies relief it wasn’t exactly sexual he just needed help cleaning up. Apparently the other staff had called off sick and he was overwhelmed with the daunting task of cleaning up by himself.

True it was embarrassing to be working stacking chairs and wiping tables as naked as the day she was born but as she scrubbed her way through the enormous pile of dirty pans and dishes she decided it wasn’t so bad after all at least she wasn’t being ‘entertainment’.

Writhing naked on the laps of all her former colleagues before turning and dropping to to her knees to provide relief for them was an experience she knew she would never forget. Especially when the creepy guy from the IT who had always tried chatting her up had ordered her to cup and lift her breasts for him, and to keep her mouth wide open. So she had trembled before him feeling the hard leather of her heels against her ass and the ache of her bare knees on the hard floor as he had fisted and pumped his rampart cock right infront of her as she tried hard to ignore the cheering and hoots of laughter. It had been when he had finally convulsed and from the dark purple head she had watched the creamy white rope leap out towards her. The first of many. After that last which had splattered her right hand she had trembled in humiliation when he had rubbed the tip across her lips as smearing his sperm as it were lipstick. After each former colleague she had been sent out to clean up only to return for the same treatment in at least a few cases only able to open one eye and once having to led out by the man her hand wrapped around his spent penis stumbling along unable to even open her eyes.

Finally she was done.

“One last thing…” as she was led by Kyle to a side storeroom Julie guessed what it was. At least he had been nice and he seem friendly so it might even be enjoyable.

Sitting down on a pile of boxes he unbuckled his belt. It didn't take long for Julie to suck him erect. Then he had her to masturbate him with long slow strokes and lap at his hardness with just the tip of her tongue. When finally semen erupted from the tip of his swollen cock the hot spurts coated her face and hair. He had then refused to let her wipe herself and exactly like that was how she was when he pushed her out the back door to stand shivering in the cool air.

Walking slowly behind him as he strode across the dark parking lot to her car Julie glanced around nervously. She was outside, at night, in a strange area, nude, completely at the mercy of a guy who had laughed as he had facialed her.

Finally at her car he’d unlocked the backdoors and ordered her to get in the back seat, on her hands and knees.

After waiting glad to be out of sight at least, but not be still outside and definitely not in her car Julie crouched waiting for the inevitable.

“Please don't......Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!" The head of Kyle’s rigid cock suddenly pushed between her soft lips and forced itself just inside the pink tunnel. He was amazed at how tight she felt but it wasn't really surprising as amazing her her body was and obviously very physically fit. Standing behind her he worked himself gently back and forth, carefully opening the helpless vagina with the very end of his

engorged penis. It felt wonderful and took all of his self-control not to ram himself straight into the wriggling flesh. Control was everything. Control would prolong the exquisite pleasure. He concentrated as hard as he could.

Julie stared at her upholstery of her back step only inches from her nose as she felt his thing as it moved just in and out of her her mind racing as she thought she’d never done it or been done in a car before.

As she became aware of his hands taking an even firmer grip digging into the soft yielding flesh of her widely flared haunches, as she braced herself as he pushed steadily into her causing her gritting her teeth she whimpered as she felt herself gradually

impaled by the uncomfortable iron of his throbbing cock. She groaned as his hardness slowly forced itself more and more deeply into her body.

God she was so tight! It was the tightest pussy he'd ever experienced!

Julie squealed as he finally sank himself fully into her shuddering depths. It was thick as well as being long. As she struggled to catch her breath explosive exhalations were forced out of her in perfect rhythm grunts as he selfishly plunged himself into her incredibly tight opening.

Thankfully it didn't take long before his orgasm approached. Julies squeals and whimpers

hastened its arrival. Then as she felt him shudder and grunt behind and above her she knew he was pulsing and shooting his hot fluid into her vagina. It gripped and squeezed the final drops from his throbbing rod before he slumped forwards onto the churning bottom. She was coated in sweat, he could feel the wetness against his chest as he rested on her

back. Now totally soft his cock slid from her still pulsing slit.

Moments later her head still spinning and panting for breathe a red faced Julie found herself standing beside her car again.

After taking off her house key and handing it to her he pocketed her car keys.

“Ok Blondie you’re walking home. Everything is locked up and the security system is armed. If you get caught you’ll prolly be arrested for public indecency that is unless you can think of somehow convincing them not too!”

As she watched him drive away Julie nervously reached down and slipped off her high heels, she’d have to move fast if she was survive the night. She’d have to somehow make it through the city, across the bridge more city and a few neighhoods. Hopefully without being seen if she did get caught … she shuddered

Just then a chilly breeze reminded her not only of her nudity but that her face was splattered and feeling a

dribble of the still warm ejaculate running down the back of her thigh

I suggest that the waiter offers her ride home to escape colleagues. Julie takes his coat for disguise but forgets her clothes. Nice guy waiter becomes bad boy opportunist and forces Julie to blow him as he drives her to his parents place where he enjoys her body at his leisure two or seven times to exhaustion. Both are awakened by his divorced father the infamous Horse who admonishes his son until he realizes its Julie. The master cocksman takes her in hand to his private bedroom for a shower and then ...

Naturally I'd prefer to read all activities that the son then later, the father indulges with Julie. She can always be returned to strip/gangbang colleagues in future where the previous poster or was it you seemed to be heading. Thanks for requesting input.

Well done. Were our musings coincidence as your comment appeared first? Regardless, I enjoyed your gracious contribution and direction you took things in. Will enjoy reading next installment and or indulging my scenarios at your leisure. Much appreciated.

I forgot to add your last paragraph reminded me of 1979 film "The Warriors". A time tested entertaining diversion as this series is thanks to GrantLee and now you.

Thank you! :)

If you have any suggestions for Julie’s mad scamper across town feel to send them to: pandabunny89.2@aol.com

Thanks and enjoyed the continuation and I refrained from suggestions to avoid influencing your creativity. Unsure if you're finished or accidentally submitted similar chapters. Dovetailing on your last sentence I suggest the following:

- homeless man hands Julie over to shelter manager, counselor or minister

- homeless man trades Julie to dealer for crack cocaine

- homeless man sells Julie to pimp

- homeless man attempts tp accost Julie and is interrupted by security guard or police

- homeless man and Julie finish his wine and though impotent, he has a creative use for the long necked bottle

Of course she escapes and continues journey home and I'll gladly offer scenarios based on your next chapter.

GrantLee generously used a few of my suggestions but never the one about Julie and a cowboy. Maybe on her laborious travels home we'll get to that.

Oh thank you! I appreciate any suggestions!

What if later on she has a sister come for a visit or would that be too clique?

Hmm handing her over to shelter manager or counselor, wonder what her job would be?

Now Julie getting sold to a pimp, that would be a bit of culture shock!

Cowboy???

You're most welcome. Nothing wrong with adding sister if it doesn't detract from principal character Julie. I will stress again that my proposed scenarios would be temporary situations. A one time sexual interlude with shelter manager, policeman, pimp etc. Julie always manages to escape or use sex to gain her freedom on her trek home.

The cowboy is a stand-alone story and will require specific details that I'll provide should you decide to write it.

Do you intend to continue Julie's adventure with the homeless man or did you purposely decide to end it as you did and let the reader's reach their own conclusions?

That makes sense about a sister not detracting from her. I agree about the temporary after all she does have to get back to work.

I’d love to do the cowboy. Sounds fun.

Had to laugh when you mentioned him.

First I thought of, he chases her down on the horse, lassos her, and then brands her ass. Then back at the brothel she has to explain everything to the madam.

Very good addition to the series. For brevity's sake I'll just say I admire how you encapsulated cop, homeless guy and other elements so well. I think the cowboy scenario is best served as one of the firm's clients, a blind date, or Julie given a gift certificate for horse riding lessons. Obviously she must get home first so here are a few suggestions. Escaping Jim and covering herself with an almost transparent garbage bag that only reaches mid-thigh she stumbles into the early morning sunlight. Julie is soon observed by either a former teacher, classmate or a male colleague from her cheerleading days at university. Naturally each of these men had lusted for her but never had the chance to even touch Julie except for her cheerleading partner when they performed at crowded sporting events. Whoever offers her a ride has a spacious vehicle with darkened windows and a growing erection as his eyes scour every inch of her body beneath the paper thin and oh so short bag as Julie explains her circumstances. My hope is that whichever lucky bastard you choose takes his time and fully enjoys Julie's body even more than the server did. After all, each of the three have had their unrequited lust for her percolating for years. I also have an idea or two after she earns her ride home and cannot gain access (no keys). I'll make those suggestions based on your next chapter should you wish to continue. Regardless of your decision what to write (or not) I appreciate how you set the scene with attention to the smallest of details as much as the eventual sex. The reader is well informed of what each character sees, feels and thinks. Grantlee used this technique masterfully with obvious success and could explain our reluctance to let Julie end (lol).

You're most welcome and agree completely regarding writer burnout and the George Lucas analogy of Lit writers implementing reader's suggestions. Obviously you have put that into practice by weaving only some of my suggestions into your stories. It's a win win for us both. You get plot ideas and I'm entertained with a story entailing unexpected twists and turns that I didn't see in my mind's eye when considering how you'll write it. Consider me impressed you busy bee with your latest installment. Wow. Your efforts were not in vain. I got the point Mike used the AC, public exposure, dance and the tit bounces as recompense for her refusal of a date. And the fact he is the type who enjoys pulling wings off a fly but not both at once. The speed bump aspect was both creative and amusing (still smiling). This catty guy seems to enjoy playing with his little mouse. Julie has repaid the principal but now the interest is due. Cannot wait to read how Mike collects. To avoid influencing your thoughts I'll withhold my ideas of how she gains access into her home until she escapes Mike's. But rest assured I have many ideas. Thank you for sharing.

His place was out in the middle of nowhere that was obvious as Julie hurried as quickly as she could. Luckily when he had dropped her off at the street and ordered her to walk up to front door she didn’t really have much of a fear of being seen by any neighbors, since there simply weren’t any.

Glancing around around as she trudged up the drive she could there was no other lights around for miles and it was perfectly quiet. The breeze though rather chilly wasn’t to uncomfortable and it wasn’t raining something she was extremely grateful for.

As she continued walking, still not seeing the house yet Julie hugged herself tightly as she considered her options. To put it simply she had none. Stark naked now out in the middle of nowhere she even dared not give her aching feet a rest and remove her high heels, he’d told her after she had climbed out to keep them on the entire time, apparently there were cameras lining the rough stone driving path. She’d briefly considered defying the order after the first mile but had quickly discarded it, she knew she had to keep him very very happy least she find herself dropped of in the bad part of town to fend for herself. She shivered at the thought.

The stones weren’t bid but made her difficult task of walking across them that much more challenging. The grass was out of the question as her heels sunk in with every step so she did the best she could.

Finally it was in view. The house was big, fricking big.

As she stumbled and swayed slowly her feet aching Julie wondered what exactly was in store for her. She knew based off the manner they had rekindled their acquaintance and his actions that she was fucked. Quoted literally was guaranteed that was certain the entire drive she had had to answer highly detailed questions about not only herself, her sexual history and experiences, but also her likes and dislikes, she had tried to be as honest as possible since she didn’t know what he might know but not all.

He had laughed uproariously when she had related sucking off professor Hutchinson in law school all three times. When he’d questioned her in detail on every facet of her relationship with the quarterback in college her face had burn. It was just so mortifying to be sharing such personal information. Things that she had never even told her girlfriends let alone doing so completely nude with a man who roared with laughter and revealed in her discomfort, and who had made it very clear exactly how they were going to relate.

It had been only a few minutes after they had left the bad part of town that she’d been told to stop sitting on her hands and open the console of the car. Soon she was holding a rather substantial highlighter.

His command had caused her her face to drop as his grin resembled the Cheshire cat. Meekly she had moved to obey not daring to question as her heart was still hammering.

A challenge to comply but lifting her butt slightly she was finally able to do as instructed. It was rather uncomfortable obviously not designed for the task and as her hands moved back under her bottom she tried not to move her face still burning at his response to her unladylike grunts.

It wasn’t pleasant and having to keep her knees wide for verification of its disappearance only served as a very constant personal reminder of her situation. As she tried had not to squirm at the fullness, images of his penis and driving to his house.. alone filled her with wonderings.

Luckily before she had gotten out of the car she had been allowed to push it out to her relief, but his enjoyment of her gagging as she had forced herself to lick it clean had been mortifying.

Now though as she nervously approached the front steps she wandered what in store and if she could finally stop carrying the stupid thing around.

Moments later after a high speed tour of the luxurious accommodations she was happily relaxing in an amazing hot tub as her handed her a glass of wine….

I'll address the elephant in the room just this once as it is best not to feed internet trolls. GrantLee and I had exchanged a few emails over the years regarding JM. He was always eloquent, amusing and most importantly polite. That derogatory, juvenile, unimaginative comment could not have been this talented author.

Amused you referenced prof Hutch and qb and impressed you recall a mention of Julie's mother. I missed that and will reread Ch. 07. I like the idea of adding the mother to the workplace environment to highlight (bad pun intended) Julie's emotions both good and bad. You're not making her a protagonist so the waters wont be muddied and parents are optimal emotional triggers.

Enjoyed latest installment and the dichotomy of Julie's feelings as she obeys Mike. Shame and discomfort at inserting then cleaning and brandishing the highlighter but also a flicker of sexual stimulation. The shame and frustration of the long, naked walk on the camera laden, rough stoned driveway was equaled by the comfort of a hot tub, wine and curiosity as to the highlighter's future use. Great job in describing her sing song of emotions. My analogy would be the opening melody of the golden oldie "Smoke Gets in Your Eyes". Gratitude.

Maybe Julie needs to use her high heels to spike a certain small repulsive rodent like creature. Hope it goes away, this is too fun.

Thank you for the kind words, and for also appreciating my ideas. If you ever think they could be better please let me know.

I’ll try to get her mother in there somehow, the awkward family conversations would be just too good.

Out of curiosity what did you think of how I handled the highlighter scene? I was trying to infer and imply what she was doing and have the reader figure out what she was doing. I’d thought having her have to insert and hold it in while answering his questions as a way of heightening her emotions and sense of vulnerability.

I haven’t forgotten your suggestions…

Imaginative use of the highlighter tactic I imagined Julie being ordered to retain it during her walk and cleaning it before the last camera but that thought came to mind only after you introducing the item to begin with. To be honest, initially the highlighter's introduction was a bit vague but you clarified the situation with following sentences. I referenced this only because you asked. Mildly surprised you used the cowboy element because I haven't given you my ideas but hey, no law stating it can't be revisited, right ? Unsure where the hat came from but it made me laugh when imagining the puzzled look on Julie's face as Mike places it and calls her cowboy. Funny. Do rest assured I am not concerned when, how, or if my suggestions are used. I'm enjoying the fact that the JM series continues thanks to you and I am enjoying each chapter you have graciously provided, including the latest. On your own time dear author and ignore that insect buzzing about because winter is coming. Gratitude.

Even though this last little bit is a little darker it get balanced out in the next.

What were you thinking for the cowboy bit? I had submitted and resubmitted a previous chapter that built up to the cowboy scene but it was never posted then I lost it so I had to do it as best I could as her remembering for continuity.

It been been fun writing these but this has happened a few times already and with the added negativity from the jerks, I’m prolly not going to be continueing much more. It’s just too much stress and not enjoyable not knowing if it’s going to post or not but the moderators will allow disgusting insulting crap

Regardless if you write another word here do not let the bastards wear you down. Internet trolls use negativity to be noticed, even though it is completely negative attention. Sad way to spend the priceless moments of one's life.

Am thinking this site is using an algorithm to scan stories and comments because approval times for stories has lessened and comments were previously immediately posted. Like humans, programs are imperfect. Unsure of this site's current mandates other than no character under age of eighteen can be sexually involved. Sorry some of your work was lost but it does explain a few almost identical postings you made. On the positive side, I am impressed with your great memory as those submittals were almost identical.

Your latest chapter was the best yet for several reasons and the last sentence was nothing short of masterful. You always manage to provide interesting twists and turns while keeping Julie and the readers in suspense. I don't compliment and thank the authors to patronize for more stories. I offer my gratitude and acknowledge their talent to ensure they know their efforts are appreciated. Do know that your generous contributions here are both admired and appreciated by others besides myself.

Funny you described last installment as "a little darker it get balanced out". Because my cowboy scenario is

the dastardly Mike has a brand new saddle that must be conditioned before using. His DARK thoughts turn to using Julie to break in the new saddle. Mike leads her blindfolded to the barn where he has the saddle sitting on a large table. Nude except for a cowboy hat, Julie is lifted and placed on it with the tip of the saddle's horn sliding into her vagina. Naturally gravity and her movements cause it to slowly penetrate deeper as her pussy moistens and the juices start to stain the new leather. Mike rips off the blindfold and when Julie tries to dismount he places one arm around her waist and his thumb up her ass to reposition her and BALANCE her astride the saddle. As Julie's body adjusts to the sensations of saddle horn and thumb Mike removes his arm from around her waist and grabs her ponytail. He then uses her hair and his thumb to imitate the jouncing movements of a horse ride as he push pulls her back and forth as her moans of pleasure and the creaking of new leather fills the room as her legs squeeze the ever darkening saddle tighter and tighter. He then notices the mini whip on the table ...

GrantLee declined to use that suggestion but hope you take it and run with it. If not that's cool too. Also reconsider stopping because possibilities abound with JM especially the mother angle that you considered. Go with your gut and take a chance is my motto. No need to publish daily only when the mood strikes. Again regardless of future decisions, I have enjoyed these JM extensions and am grateful to you my friend.

Thank you very much for the kind words, thank you. Sometimes my anxiety can get going and I appreciate the encouragement I’ll try to ignore it.

I like your idea it’ll def be happening!

There was another chapter that posted right when yours posted I don’t know if you’d seen it or not. So now there’s two.

I’m sorry I hadn’t asked your cowboy idea I’d just gotten so excited and ran with my two.

Thinking about maybe delving a little into Julie’s past a little, just don’t want to unnecessarily distract from current events.

But I like your idea, mike using her to condition a new saddle, that is good!

I’m not really wanting to have her leave Mike yet but I’m also wanting her to get back so her mother can start getting worked into the story.

What do you think about more of her background getting revealed added to?

My cup runneth over. Two story Monday. Nice ironic twist with Julie trying to make it back to Mike's house instead of her own. Never saw the Lovense angle coming nor did she but the cameras captured it all. Nice one again. Enjoyed her confusion, consternation, temporary relief but ultimately her disappointment when after following orders and completing the walk pictures were still sent. Mike is training her slowly but surely.

You did well with the next chapter opening new possibilities without diminishing her mood swings as Mike alternately teases, tortures and pleasures Julie. He has introduced new pleasure-pain avenues while still employing previous techniques such as having her recall her guilty but pleasurable sexual trysts. Admired how you subtly reminded the readers she still possesses her physical strength and impressive will to adjust regardless the environment. Interesting to read how Mike sees his captive as dangerous (heels n thighs) and possessing a will that refuses to capitulate entirely. I am happy to have no idea what happens next as circumstances could change rapidly given your reintroducing us to Julie's abilities to succeed. Congratulations on having the readers (I cant be only one) expecting her to never escape and or to turn the table on her captor in a blink of an eye. But I will be returning (as others do) to read about it. Thank you for both chapters.

Did you get a chance to peruse my idea about the cowboy scene? What I wrote is just a proposed opening for your adaptation and request you develop events where I left off if you choose to. But only if it appeals to you as obviously you cannot write what you don't feel literary wise. And in your own time. No time clock in Lit land. Whatever is written I'll gladly read. If these were your swan songs that is cool too. Like Ben Franklin advised, I choose to "expect nothing and anticipate everything". Enjoy this beautiful fall day.

I had read both of your entertaining chapters before I wrote. In fact I had referred to details from both of them in my comments. Guess I didn't communicate that effectively (lol). Good thing you're the writer and not me (lol). I agree that Julie should remain with Mike for awhile longer. No way he gives up that easily. Take your time getting to the saddle thing and interjecting the Mother angle as well. As I said before, write ONLY what motivates you. And only when you wish to write.

I love the idea of exploring Julie's past. Julie is now what she was then. Do tell us all about what nonsexual and sexual things made and make Julie. Just remember nothing of a sexual nature can be written unless a character is at least 18 years of age. What was her life growing up? Likes and dislikes etc. Re: sex I have always wanted to know about her and professor Hutchison's activities in great detail. Always thought GrantLee should have explored their relationship much, much more than he did. Was there was a time or two her college quarterback lover asked her for a threesome with one of his teammates? Perhaps his coach or even her coach wanted a sexual favor from the beautiful cheerleader. To earn tuition money did she naively pose for some artistic calendar pics and was seduced by the photographer. Maybe recall the time she was encouraged to try on a bikini at a used clothing store run by an old, weezy, bastard. And then there is the uncle and male neighbors to consider. Heck, even her BFF, minister, landlord, etc. But do tell us also about Julie's character development and the non-sexual and sexual events that make her what she is today. It gives you an opportunity to briefly mention the mother (no father?) and we all know that bastard Mike is gonna make her tell us everything anyway heh heh. Gracious of you to ask for my input and as always thanks for your stories.

Quite the chapter. Your most detail laden work yet. You described her Julie's attire (hat n boots), appearance, expressions and emotions thoroughly. One shining example of many is "like a butterfly pinned on display" Really impressed how you developed my saddle idea into the mechanical bull apparatus with lariat. lash. clamps and butt plug etc. The coyote angle fit perfectly as an additional protagonist for Mike as he slept. Evil watchdog (bad pun) lol. Ingenious use of the dildo being named Prof Hutchison and Julie's recollection of their sexual trysts was quite the bonus. And just when the reader thinks that her anger, debasement, pain and desire are maximized. You kicked it up another notch with the condom's placement and removal and then the coup de grace; a darkened, orgasmic, emotional marathon ride atop a mechanical bull with dildo, butt plug and coyote threat as her co-riders. Willing to bet both rider and saddle will both be broken in by mornings light. Must reread this chapter to ensure I missed nothing. Exceeded my expectations. Really well done. My thanks.

Psyche!! Just kidding!!! Forget that last part about all of them moving in and also Julie totally rocking his world!!! 🤣🤣🤣 They’ll be more don’t worry!

Didn't understand your reference to "all of them moving in and also Julie totally rocking his world" as I didn't read that in last chapter. Thus, the psyche attempt was epic fail 🤣. But as I said it was a good one and no need to rush on the next installment. Write only when the mood strikes you. Don't worry be happy is the theme for today. This beautiful mystery called life is good.

Oh thank you you’re too nice! I’m super glad you liked it.

Please ignore my last comment, I’d written a really long part and tried hard to make sure it would get past the censors but they didn’t like it. I had done it as an ending but only as joke.

So do you think she should be leaving Mikes yet? What’s your ideas for her background?

What about her mom? Im trying to get a feel for how her personality should be. I’d almost like her to have some difficulty adjusting to her new work but not sure.

Thank you so much! I’m glad liked it!

Sorry about the last post I’d written a long part but it didn’t get posted, I had a twist at the end as a joke but oh well

Thank you I will. I’m working on a couple of ideas so who knows. Click on my name here and you’ll see I consolidated them and changed the order. Trying to make them more coherent. Did some editing and adjustments to all the parts to

Aha that would explain it. I'll change my vote to failure to post 🤣. Wish I could have read it and now i'm sorry I missed it. Hey, maybe it will post eventually and takes longer due to its length. I appreciate jokes and pranks myself as well. Tis the trick or treat season after all.

I am in no rush to see Julie leave Mike until you are. My writing mantra is an author cannot write what one doesn't feel or envision. I have many ideas and am glad you request my input. But again I reaffirm, write only what you want and post when you want. Besides, she can't leave until Mike surprises her with his trick o treat of a Viagra fueled Prof Hutchison getting one more chance at the masked and disguised beauty (hint hint)🤣. Or is it a costumed Mike having Julie please him in the manner she did her former law professor including dialogue roleplay?

But you asked about Julie's background not Halloween. Father was the sole provider, career driven successful lawyer and a strict disciplinarian who stressed morals and education. Time for his only child was limited and barely sufficient to supply her with the love and emotional support one needs form a Father. Thus Julie always sought attention and support from much older males to supplement her needs such as teachers, coaches, family friends etc. Her handsy, touchy feely maternal uncle and outright lecherous paternal grandfather were always ready to volunteer their time with her. Mom was the homemaker and ever attentive, loving, nurturing mom she could ask for. She even took Julie with her to the gym as her mom was a former athlete and cheerleader herself. Julie had access to and excelled in the best schools and in sports due to her genetics and hard work. Had many friends and was always invited for social events and sleepovers. No boyfriend until the quarterback her senior year of high school and eventually college, but there were some experiences with the aforementioned relatives and other older males including a few fathers of friends. University was the first time Julie was completely on her own and was a veritable, curious pinball happily careening from one experience to another both in and out of the classroom but with an eye always on education and a law career. Naturally there were a few bumps on the road of life but she is human after all and best detailed by the author. lol.

Julie's mom had a similar upbringing and after marrying her college, quarterback love she eschewed a career and dedicated herself to her husband and child in all ways. Of course she had some friends and the gym but her focus was on family first. She is intelligent, educated, freely offers opinions when asked and is as free willed and independent as her married parental life allows. Possessed a stronger sex drive than her betrothed so toys and fantasies filled the void. Her universe changed completely with spouse's untimely demise and discovery of hidden debts. Friends and familial donors were hard to find, bank loans unattainable and then she sees a news report about a former classmate being arrested for escorting. Through their mutual social media site they arrange to meet for coffee and ...

That's my initial spitball framework. I defer to you to lose it or use it as you wish. I have other ideas if you want them and as always thanks for asking.

Most welcome. Well well well. You've gone "legit" on me. Just kidding. Sincere congratulations and your work deserves recognition. Intriguing penname. Just your favorites so far but as always I'll be reading and commenting on everything. And as always, there is no rush and strike only when the iron is hot so to speak. Really looking forward to visiting with you there. Until then.

ZZzzzzzz I think I'm becoming a slut...a bit like Michael Phelps might have felt he was becoming a swimmer....

Please…” Julie said staring at the floor, standing before Mike’s business partner Tom’s large desk in the center of his office. “Please…”

"Please, what," said Tom glaring at her. "Do you think for a minute that I'll just let you embarrass me and Mike like you did?”

Eyes panic stricken Janice glanced up at his eyes hoping to find support. There was none.

As she stood nervously in the center of the room she glanced longingly at the empty chair in front of her. Tom was leaning back comfortably in his, but she knew even without asking that it was pointless to even ask she was not allowed to sit. It was one of the recent ways of not so subtly reminding her of her status.

He continued on… “You were given a simple job! Entertain a business partner of ours for a weekend, and you have the audacity to tell him ‘no’ and cause a scene. And cause a big scene. Now he’s pissed and we’ve lost money. Do you understand me?"

“But… but… he asked me to… what he wanted to do with me … it’s so….” Her voice trailed of as she blanched at the thought.

After a long minute Tom spoke up, a predatory smile on his face as he savored the sight of her so prim and proper… so uncomfortable and helpless and under his control as they both knew.

“Now now Julie, we’ve been over this before. If you wanna not be dropped off and left in were you could be, than you will obey. Here’s how it works: We point our fingers and it’s your job to suck and fuck them and perform exactly what they want you to do. It’s your job to put a smile on their face and make sure it’s a big one!”

“But… but..”

“Be quiet! Now here’s what you will do to make up for your disobedience. Listen carefully…”

Julie was stunned, but she knew her choice, as horrifying visions of standing on the sidewalk watching through her rain splattered glasses as the pair of drunks walked toward her.

As he spoke, she kept her thick glasses lowered locked onto the floor. It was clear that it was Mike and Tom’s intention to really put her to work.

And so as he looked at the panic stricken face standing before him wringing her hands, waiting. The beautiful blonde took a deep breath and then took the first fateful step. Her hands went to the top button of her blouse and began to unbutton the silk top. Her polished fingers fumbled with the buttons, but soon enough the blouse was open and descending her shoulders. Then she worked the hook on her suit skirt and it too dropped in a puddle at her feet.

Finally Julie was left standing before him humiliated beyond all belief and she paused momentarily.

Tom was enjoying the breathtaking view as he ordered her to go to his liquor cabinet and mix him a drink. As she moved to obey his eyes traced her big breasts filling the silky cups of her bra to the brim. To Julie’s chagrin it was not the comfortable full cup type that she desperately needed to provide badly needed containment and support but rather a new type that Mike insisted on when she wasn’t wearing just her tshirts When the store owner had handed her one she’d described it as a “a quarter cup push-up bra”. After putting it on Julie had unhappily described it as “humiliating misery”. With the cups only coming up halfway to her nipples and being squeezed together and lifted she was beside herself. It was clearly meant for show off her assets, all she knew is that it would soon be uncomfortable besides the fact that her cleavage was now lifted and on display. Her nipples which weren’t even remotely covered and now were even more prominent.

As his eyes traveled up and down the spectacular body before him, Tom approved of the thigh high hold up stockings which according to Mike was too confining and not appropriate for his newest receptionist well actually his “Director of Client Satisfaction and Entertainment”. As she stood mixing his drinks her back to him, he stared at the the muscular thighs and full ass and how the flesh between the tops of her thigh high stockings and her silky thong which made her look even more naked.

He could tell that it was important that he continue to take very very seriously the task of making sure their little blonde money maker stayed in good physical shape and didn’t let her body go. Glancing down he penciled into his schedule a reminder to locate a personal trainer for her, glancing up at her back, he grinned to himself, better make it a male trainer, Julie could always negotiate a discount for his services.

As Julie made her way back to him, his drink in her hand, he could tell she was mortified by what she was doing, and it was obvious that she was a very conservative young woman in her heart.

After sipping his drink and frowning as if it was incorrectly prepared he decided to start it off "Take off the panties and bra, but leave the stockings on."

Slowly Julie reached behind her and unhooked her bra and lowered it to the chair beside her leaving her large, firm breasts proudly on display. Next she pulled her thong down and leaning forward dragged it down past the black lace tops tightly encircling each thigh and off each leg before standing on one leg and lifting the other to pluck the tiny scrap of fabric off her high heels.

“See Julie how gracefully you get naked. You’re a natural at dropping your panties when a man tells you too!!” Julie couldn’t bring herself to look up but stood fidgeting what had been the last remnant of her privacy in her fingers.

After his next command she blushed even more. But obeying slowly she reached up and after gathering her golden mane, pulled it through her thong which she used to to twist it up into a make shift hair-tie keeping it held back.

Julie’s face burned in response as she watched his eyes following the movement as her now unrestrained bosom swayed and moved settling heavily back into place before lowering to admire her now exposed pussy.

Soon he stood and after waking around the desk towards he gestured at his fly.

Janice slowly knelt before him and pulled at his fly. When it was open, her trembling fingers worked his semi-erect cock out of the cloth. As it hung before her, Julie's lush lips opened and took the tip in her mouth.

Tom undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. He stared at the top of the blonde's head as she began her rhythmic laboring.

As she began her humiliating task Julie tried hard to ignore him and especially the object on the tripod with the blinking light. Julie felt her neck and ears redden and burn with shame, but having no choice she continued the degrading task of giving him pleasure with her mouth as she worked her mouth up and down the rock hard shaft and back to the bulbous head. As she paused taking a few deep breath she flicked her tongue around the flare of the glans, causing his to groan in appreciation to her efforts before leaning forward and taking him as deeply as she was able to down her rebelling throat.

As she rested her pert nose pressed into his stomach and feeling his balls against her chin, Julie knew, from his heavy breathing, that she was on the verge of receiving his load..

"Fuck, you are so good, baby, now suck me”

Julie cupped and tugged his heavy, balls with both her hands as she pumped her face several times along his length, as she braced herself for him to empty himself fully into her mouth. Instantly, he stiffened and as thick semen shot to the back of her throat, Julie gagged and choked so much that she reared back off his cock reflexively needing to draw a breath. As he next convulsed she quickly realized what a mistake that had been, as the second came almost instantly behind the first with the same force and hit her squarely in the face splattering across one lens of her small stylish glasses, partly obscuring her vision. It was a bulls-eye as he gleefully exclaimed. Then Tom’s fist was wrapped tightly in her hair ensuring she could only flinch and wince as he directed the next to splash across one cheek, up over her nose and onto her forehead.

Snickering Tom enjoyed the euphoric experience as the gorgeous blonde at his feet flinched and whimpered in distress as another of his blasts caught her, not only across the face again but this time also directly catching an eye causing her to cry out in discomfort and distress. As Julie trembled her eye now slammed shut burning, the next shot went up her nose and landed across her lips and teeth. To her her humiliation and relief she felt the remainder land across her neck and poor breasts.

As her ears rang with his last animalistic cry, but Julie hoped and was disappointed that the excruciating tight grip on her hair was not loosened. Though reluctant to do so, she obediently swallowed the thick, hot liquid that had entered her mouth, grimacing as she did so as he smiled. Then he triumphantly placed his cock back into her mouth until it became slightly less hard as she dutifully ensured that every last drop was vigorously sucked out. As Julie knelt struggling to keep her only remaining eye open she was afraid to let him out of her mouth for fear of upsetting him, but he finally pulled out, leaving a string of cum that fell from her chin to her breast to her thigh.

He watched as her downcast eyes told him that their newest employee was going to do whatever she was told.

"Cmon Julie clean me up with your tongue." Tom laughed as he felt his manhood licked clean by the shamefaced blonde now so thoroughly decorated by the contents of his now empty balls.

“Now Julie say it…” he said before miming a big smile at her as she waited dreading it so much.

Finally she looked up, and turning her scarlet face toward the camera slowly brought both hands up from were they had had been gripping the spikes of her high heels so tightly to cup and lift her decorated breasts careful to not disturb the hot mess or obscure the view of her cherry nipples as if offering them to the camera.

“”Hi…. Hi… this is Julie the Cheerleader, sending a big thank you to all my subscribers here on OnlyFans. Please send all suggestions and what you want to see next, and for a schedule of ALL my upcoming shows. Don’t forget to message your guesses of who I’ll be performing with next and what we’ll be doing.

For that lucky special winner out there, who guesses right, You will be winning a private session with me as your obedient pet who will be catering to your every whim, and if you do desire sharing it with you all to enjoy ….”

Hi and welcome back? This story was a nice surprise and thanks for it. Seeing your page here poof so quickly was not so good. Am sure you had your reasons and obviously this is not the venue to discuss that. And hey, it is the trick or treat season anyway. Hope you got my messages and all is well with you and yours. Please keep writing regardless the content and for now we'll communicate here.

Most welcome, no worries, no pressure and as always, everything at your pace. One can only write what inspires them whether it's about Prof Hutch or kite flying etc. All things in their time. Buzz me if you want suggestions and take a moment to enjoy the fantastic fall colors.

Will do thank you? I would definitely welcome the suggestions and fall colors! lol

As Julie sat back in her hair she twirled her unruly mane into a messy bunny, and after readjusting her sweatshirt she peered at her laptop.

It was all there…. OnlyFans, full time on retainer at Mike’s house, 5 days retainer as director of client relations and entertainment at his company, 5 days at the brothel for VIP clientele, 10 days wages and tips at Knockers restaurant, 8 hrs a week helping Lorenzo her personal trainer with his yoga class.

Let’s see…

Her eyes grew wide… her monthly income was what her annual used to be!

This called for more wine to think about, …

Interesting medley of choices. You did well in opening new avenues for Julie to wander through. Just like the menu at Knockers, which to order first. Heh heh. Congrats on ramping up the excitement and anticipation. I'll be reading and commenting with ideas offered if requested. My thanks.

Thank you. I’m thinking if Mikes kinda like Julie’s long term main client and the company, brothel, Instagram being her extra’s. I’m thinking Julie’s done with being married but if she lives long term hired to a guy, it’d make for some interesting personal/ professional interactions and boundary issues since she’d never not be off the job. It’d give mike additional leverage with Julie since he is a client, and she knows she might have have to just grit and bare it. Of course Mike knows Julie and being a smart guy who likes tormenting her some having her live 24/7 with him gives him ample opportunity to play.

‘Knockers’ I’m glad you liked it! It’s an obvious jab at hooters but at Knockers there will be red or pink shorts! It’ll be a suggestion by mike to have a low stresss job to relax and refine social life.

The reason going this way is I want to get Julie talking to shrink. Having it as her remembering telling stories rather than acting them at prolly make it easier. More like episodes .

Please I welcome any and all suggestions or help!!!

Thank you. I’m thinking if Mikes kinda like Julie’s long term main client and the company, brothel, Instagram being her extra’s. I’m thinking Julie’s done with being married but if she lives long term hired to a guy, it’d make for some interesting personal/ professional interactions and boundary issues since she’d never not be off the job. It’d give mike additional leverage with Julie since he is a client, and she knows she might have have to just grit and bare it. Of course Mike knows Julie and being a smart guy who likes tormenting her some having her live 24/7 with him gives him ample opportunity to play.

‘Knockers’ I’m glad you liked it! It’s an obvious jab at hooters but at Knockers there will be red or pink shorts! It’ll be a suggestion by mike to have a low stresss job to relax and refine social life.

The reason going this way is I want to get Julie talking to shrink. Having it as her remembering telling stories rather than acting them at prolly make it easier. More like episodes .

Please I welcome any and all suggestions or help!!!

The episode angle of Julie recounting experiences with the shrink is brilliant. Readers will get a peek into her diary and you wish to write about her that way so win - win situation. Interested to read how you write these in first or third person style or combination. Reveal her to us slowly so we don't miss an event. My vote is her counselor is a bit "hands on" for treatment and to offset Julie's fees as she is uninsured. They say pimping ain't easy but seems it will work out for Mike. Lol. Like his streetwalker management peers, he has manipulated his commitment shy property into an arrangement of sorts with his good cop bad cop antics while living with him. Hiring her "in house" increases his control over her and allows for income, political favors and sexual pleasure as well. Did Mike use Julie as barter to get false position (ala Tony Soprano as Sanitation boss) at Knockers for tax purposes? Or will he have to persuade IRS agent via Julie regarding his deliquent taxes of his own company? Either of these could be one of the first instances how Julie serves in her role under Mike as client relations dir and entertainment. Speaking of Knockers, why not have servers alternate the red n pink outfits. The brothel gig must be retained for mother angle if you still going there and also fetish requests for Julie including animal acts if Literotica still permits. Lol. Lorenzo and yoga is most intriguing storyline with visions of older, unfit men being massaged, assisted in poses, and otherwise attended oh so personally by Julie. Then her afterhours hot tubbing with Lorenzo and his occasional guest or two. Damn, Julie's earnings cup runneth over so she might get a visit from the taxman herself unless Master Mike hogs her wages. You've given yourself multiple options dear author and I'll be reading them and offering suggestions as you publish them. As always I hesitate to offer ideas to avoid influencing your intended direction. Then I respond. Similar to what jazz musicans do no? For me, my offering plots works the same as when back in the day, one told a joke and it reminded you of another one or ten funnies. No one tells jokes anymore. But you keep writing, keep writing and never stop laughing.

What a Chapter. Dare I say your most descriptive and suspenseful one yet. I do say.

Bravo! Must admit you have whet my appetite for more big time but as always, no pressure as a few autumn leaves remain. Lol. Obviously my comment Sunday was written before I read your introduction of Dr. Townend. As I was writing it I considered emphasizing the shrink would be female but clearly I didn't. But so glad you did. Yet another pleasant aspect of the suspense you have added. Speaking of that, I eagerly await reading about the publicity stunt, what Townend's intentions and or actions are etc etc etc. But as I always say, fall colors first.

Well done and thanks on this chilly monday morn.

Great job. I appreciate the additional work you put into the last few chapters. This one was also so detailed, describing each character's thoughts, emotions, glances, apparel etc. The dirty window idea and description was unique and nostalgic. Took me back to Sir Mix-A-Lot tune "Put 'em On The Glass". Suspenseful as well and I never saw "it" coming. Lol. Thought was going to be Bella's companion who got lucky. Sensing a bit of maverick in you regarding you know what and why. Remind me never to dare you. Lol. I also enjoyed the subtle, erotic techniques of this Chapter. Wild guess here but I'm thinking you decided to use the Dr. Townsend character to affect Julie in like manner as her mom would. Regardless, the Dr. is a great addition to the mix. No pressure or hurry but yes, I am looking forward to the next installment when your time, energy and mood allows. Thanks for the story and your efforts.

Yesss. Reconquer the conquered indeed. Where to begin with everything. Glad you expanded the color scheme and the special occasion shirt option with it's elastic material and suggestive lettering is brilliant. The "jump-jiggle-giggle" is a creative add that jointly publicly demeans Julie and pokes fun at that real world chicken place. She is fortunate you don't make her chant "milk milk lemonade, round the corner fudge is made" as she alternately touches breast, crotch and rear. The undergarments check had me smiling as I recalled my freshman gym class snapping jock strap as proof for instructor. The Commando brand name had me laughing, I am enjoying the erotic musings of Dr. Kelly as much as the comely, former lawyer's consternation and shame displaying her attire, discussing work activities and subjugation to supervisors, peers and even pimply faced eighteen year olds. I do so appreciate the delicate balance you present of Julie's naivete, optimism and strong will being equaled by her submissive tendencies leading to sexual encounters. And as a bonus we learn Julie's surname. Bravo. Ahem, please thank the good Dr. for me and ask her is that surname a pun? Smoak - smoke? . Tell her I didn't know I wanted that info until she told me and now realize it's necessity.

As always, the highlights of the chapter are the skillful construction and attention to detail in all aspects of both characters and inanimate objects alike. Your words allow one to nearly actually hear the conversations, thoughts and sounds such as the snap of a thong etc. Vibrant colors, facial expressions and even entire scenes play out in the reader's mind (my mind saw the trio looking up at a dirty window, one parent scowling and one leering at a comely waitress, a patient smiling, glaring, laughing, blushing).

Really enjoying the revealing of Ms. Smoak's past, present and future one scene at a time despite my Freudian ID desiring the book instead of a Chapter. Lol. Thankfully the Superego prevailed with the infamous Robert Browning quote "Less is More". And I agree completely that it is. So calm was restored and we gratefully and oh so patiently await future details of Ms. Smoak's counseling session, hair being mussed, who is the first to take home a pink trophy or whatever else you decide to gift the readers with. Gratitude as always.

You are most welcome and couldn't agree with you more about "humanizing" the characters via details, details details and pacing. That attention to detail and gradual pacing is what has made your last few chapters so enthralling and suspenseful. And just as importantly, the characters believable and dynamic. Perhaps I gave you the wrong impression with my "less is more" quote. I meant to convey that for the anticipation of "added notches" and how they will be obtained is as enjoyable as reading about Julie getting them. I enjoy the "slow your roll" pacing and much prefer that to the wham bam thankee ma'am genre in literature and most aspects of our digital world. Despite the instant gratification of our today - now - immediately environment, who doesn't enjoy smelling t-giving dinner cooking, opening a gift or card, fav part of a song, foreplay, birth of child etc. En Vogue sings about that with the lyrics " before you can read me you gotta learn how to see me, free your mind and the rest will follow ". Details and pacing give talented authors the means to make their characters believable, likeable and yes, even desirable. Now that the author has succeeded in getting the reader's sole focus and undivided attention, all things are possible. True in your case as Julie is just as enticing clothed, nude, washing dishes or sexually engaged. And I would argue that the sexual glances, thoughts, words directed at Julie are sexual activities qualifying as "notches" that please the readers as they are allowed to imagine things from that point on " book vs the movie". Your writing made that happen so relax and please refrain from second guessing and placing pressure on yourself. Just write things as you feel they should be written so the joy it brings you remains.

I wasn't petitioning or even desiring any girl on girl action as I try to refrain from any suggestions unless you request them. I prefer to do my small part to keep your mind and creativity free to roam where you wish unless you stumble and need a hand up or ask directions. That journey is fun for us both. But guilty on Prof Hutch and other men Ms. Smoak normally avoids using her for their selfish pleasures.

I reassert you have made the Julie character so desirable that the absence of physical sex was offset by the visual, verbal, emotional and mental foreplay. I'm sure other readers also enjoy all the aspects leading to her sexual experiences as much as the climatic (bad pun) event itself. Opps, I forgot sometimes she is denied orgasm. Naughty author you.

Appreciate the heads up on Smoak and Commando. Will check out program but stick with my fruity looms LOL.

Jock check was more of its strap display then snap of entire apparatus but thanks for caring. LOL

Writing takes time and I am lazy. When motivated I will modestly and with great humility admit I have occasionally entertained others with my God given, whimsical abilities of prose and pen. And thanks for asking. A bad example would be : after proofreading this document and to my amusement, it has occurred to me that I almost certainly speak in compound sentences as well. This would account for the absence of calls received and accepted as well as the bombardment of texts and emails, let alone my impressive lung capacity.

Thank you!! I appreciate it! You’re too funny!🤣

You are most welcome and thank you as well. They tell me I am funnier when I'm drinking. Watched "Mayor" but missed "Arrow". Now on mission for whole berry c-sauce.

What’s c-sauce?

Cranberry (cranberries)

Duh! That makes sense now! What do you put it on?

So what do you think so far?

Oh yes. Enjoyed heck out of it with the surprises and twists. Making her return to tables especially "theirs" sans thong and giving everyone a free show was ingenious. Comely Ms. Smoak had to undergo the trilogy of probes as well with the eighteen year olds physical and personal invasions and the always penetrating interrogation of the ever perceptive Dr. Shelly. Brilliant move as well by giving Jeff free range(homage pun to your Yellows....) use of her as barter for the work shorts. Applause talented author on giving the readers some things erotically naughty and Julie something nice(orgasm).

Cranberry sauce (boiled cranberries and sugar) traditionally a side dish for Thanksgiving in many homes. Readily found as a canned product in either whole berry or jelly form. Allegedly good on toast as jelly/jam replacement but never tried it. My hunt was mostly successful. I wanted the whole berry version but had to settle for the jelly variety. Still very grateful to get both the c-berries and a chapter from you.

Whooowee. Just like T-giving you gave us a feast. Reading this chapter had me recalling the "Pit and the Pendulum" for some strange reason. Of course Vincent never had it so good as bully Jeff. My next thought was pin the tail on the Julie was slightly more accurate. The "action" had me drooling and the lettered underwear had me laughing. And my next thought was a slight edit on one pair of panties you described. Stencil a dollar bill above the caption that would read "All you can eat under a Buck". Speaking of buck(s), I blame you for addicting me to Yellows.... I only tuned in to check out Ms. Smoak and have viewed most of seasons 2 & 3 but never heard her name lol. Will continue my research between f-ball games and turkey. My final thought here today is thanks and wishing you and yours the best of everything this day has to offer.

BAM! Just like the opening chord of Lynyrd Skynrd's "That Smell" you got right to it. You captured my imagination (and surely other readers) with a recap of previous, untelevised "Julieland" episodes. Then gave us the latest entertaining installment and hinted at previews of possible coming attractions while managing to jab me about 'Arrow' and bless me with cowgirl ride redux. Lol. Juggler in previous life? I enjoyed it all. In case you are wondering, I would love to "view" the McD incident, Sunnyvale event and the weekend incarceration with the benevolent officer. I would also happily tune in to "watch" the directors cut of the Knockers Xmas and after party complete with maintenance crew. Mom's holiday visit is also a can't miss and definite DVR material. Should you decide to broadcast these I'll be watching all of them at least twice as I have done with all your shows.

This weeks script captivated and amused wondering what the good Dr. had that Julie wanted back so badly and just how was she going to escape that damned sex swing. Viewers were most pleased with the innumerable actions and dialogue that place this program head and shoulders above others at this station. Just two of the many highlights included Julie's reverse panty strip, pleasuring herself to refresh the sexually fatigued Jeff and as always, the dynamic, suspenseful interplay between Doctor and patient. Consider me your most grateful and faithful viewer as well as your biggest fan. The best of Christmas and all the holidays to you and yours.

Bravo. Finally, the light has dawned on me that Dr. Shelly uses Julie's voluntary undressing and panty surrender as an exercise to baring her thoughts and emotions. Obtuse me thought it was for the reader's titillation. Lol. As always I enjoyed and admired your attention to detail(clothing, jewelry, emotions etc). Am I wrong in thinking there is a story behind these diamonds? And you added more twists. Never occurred to me Jeff had a significant other and would allow the two women to even meet let alone interact. And did they ever. The multi camera setup and Kim's taunts coupled with Jeff's actions almost had readers thinking and Julie feeing she was the centerpiece of a gangbang. And now this flicker of doubt that that the good Doctor has only good intentions as her comely patient resembles her ex's mistress. Thanks for sharing this and wondering just like Ms. Smoak probably is, whose "turn" is it next. No hurry though. Just like revenge, karma and Santa Claus, good things come to those who wait. Ho Ho Ho.

As they say at the craps table, "new shooter, new shooter". Like brother like sister eh? . Who can blame Sam for extending his stay and pouncing on the still gullible and naive Julie. Her long, slow, deliberate hummers are as smooth as the imbibed eggnog. Perhaps it was the mistletoe having a "catnip" effect on Sam. Or was her blonde-red hair color to blame for his naughty and nice actions. Sam definitely got the better of the gift exchange so far with all the ass grabbing, tit mauling and nipple pulling etc. and all Julie received was a protein chaser. But I'm thinking there are many more presents to be opened for all concerned. Agreed that the Christmas party is a hit indeed. Wondering who else is in attendance besides Ms. Claus aka Dr. Shelly and of course who will be attending to or attended by her comely elf. What I do know is that I'll definitely never think of elf ears the same way again. Now I must dash away, dash away by your leave. But not before thanking my favorite Lit author and friend and wishing her and hers a Merry Merry Christmas Eve.

Thank you 🥰🎄 oh don’t worry hun this will definitely continue! Who do you think was the other woman also in attendance? Now do you Sam will be nice or naughty?? Who can blame him for his enthusiasm in playing with his present. To tell you the truth I’m kinda surprised you didn’t mention her recollections of her, Jeff, and Kim?

My favorite part was how she took charge and pounced on him…. but…. was it planned???

What was yours?

Maybe Julie’s trying to eat more healthy? Would he be eggnog flavored for her I wonder? Or did he give her a fiendishly friendly festive facial frosting?.

Did the part of explaining Julie’s acquired subconscious compulsion or desperation to please and never getting used too or getting used too her escapades or experiences make sense and fit or was it all unnecessary? Hoping it might explain her inner turmoil some. Comfort zone of a chaste saint but the memories of …. welll... herself!

Elf ears can be quite fun!😜

I really hope you and fam have a Merry Christmas! Eat lots I’ll be working! Ugh!!