Warning: Very taboo. Not for the faint of heart. May include BDSM, incest, and other taboo and forbidden elements. This is a vintage **full length** (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel.
Sherry Thorton perused her list of last-minute items prior to attending Feme, Calloway and Wharton's annual cocktail party at the Cotillion. As Vice President of Marketing, Sherry's job depended on its success. The event was for the benefit of their corporate client base who largely subscribed to their legal services (and kept most of their lawyers on handsome retainers). Its presentation was carefully scrutinized, not only by their patrons, but by her superiors as well. The quality of the food, alcohol and entertainment had to be of the highest level. Sherry could ill afford to make a mistake; she valued her position. Besides, she was in line for a promotion to Senior Vice President; the party's triumph was bound to earn her major points and demonstrate, beyond question, her worth to the company.
For the past several weeks, Sherry thought of nothing else. The battery of detail had been challenging, yet not overwhelming. She had driven her secretary, Carla, insane with the depth she desired. They had gone through the seating arrangement for five hundred people nearly seven times to achieve perfection in compatibility; had researched food allergies to the extreme; had ordered complicated floral decorations for each table; had done a thorough study on music to ensure its diversity and acceptance among the masses; and saw that every name brand beverage in demand was obtainable at the bar.
In the end, Sherry attained her goal, but to the exclusion of choosing her own escort. Because of Sherry's staunch aspirations, she had sacrificed a social life. Few people were aware she had stopped dating. The number of hours she worked precluded the survival of a steady relationship. Money and power were Sherry's incentives. She was all business.
Although she occasionally worried she might wait too long to find herself a man, she resigned herself to the consequences assumed. Her sexual needs had gone dormant. At the appropriate juncture when she reached career satisfaction, she planned to revive them.
At thirty-three, Sherry was wildly attractive. An ash-blonde with remarkable blue, eyes and high cheek bones, she was accustomed to generating instant admiration when entering a room. Her slim, graceful figure accentuated the picture. She attempted to wear clothes that won her popularity with management, yet adopted outfits that enhanced her corporate status. Sherry was sensitive to image. She knew her looks could pave the way to job recognition and a better salary. Impressing people by working marathon hours while appearing fresh and alluring was her practice.
|Series:||Alternate Universe, Figging, Big Cock,Interracial, Intercourse And/Or Non Consent Erotic Sex Stories , #20|
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