Small Town Life

By PinkIris

Sharon was moving out of the small town she'd lived and worked in. But before she goes, she sets in motion an erotic awakening of her co-workers. She reminds some of what used to be and opens another up to accept herself for who she is.

With one whopper of a good-bye, this woman starts a small tired town on a new fresh start.

• Language: English
• Publisher: PinkIris
• Release date: Oct 5, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465824981

PinkIris

I've read books for as long as I can remember and enjoyed them greatly. In middle school I won a writing contest for the first story I ever wrote. It inspired me to continue, but alas the enjoyment in writing was pushed aside for other things. I have recently began to write again and have found it incredibly addictive.

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Small Town Life

By PinkIris

Copyright © 2011 by PinkIris

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This book contains erotica and is intended for those 18 and over. It is a work of fiction and any similarities to real or imagined people are only coincidental.

I would like to take this moment to thank my editor, Eviant. She has been instrumental in assisting me on this writing from a single chapter to the book you find today.

Chapter 1 – Sharon

Sharon lived in the same small town her whole life and had obtained somewhat of a high ranking status by snagging the clerk’s job in the city hall. The town was only about 2000 people and had two grocery stores, three gas stations, a few small shops and eighteen churches. That’s right, eighteen churches in the city limits and there were even more on the outskirts of town.

Every day she went to work in modest suits and plain shoes. The rule was, if you worked in the office, you dressed nicely and neatly, but modestly. If you worked in the field, the city provided you really fugly uniforms.

Even her name was modest, Sharon Collins. She lived in a modest house on a boring street surrounded by other modest houses. But what no one knew about Sharon was that underneath the plain clothes was a hot, sexy woman that spent her time behind the closed doors of her home the way she wanted.

Sharon had been making plans. She had quietly applied for a job in a city that was about 80 miles away and just received the news that she got the job. Life in this little town was about to be set on its ear as Sharon was planning to go out with a bang.

On her last Friday at work, Sharon clipped down the hall to her office in her sensible shoes. Sighing to herself, she repeated the reassurance that this was the last time she’d ever wear something so ugly. While unlocking her office door, she glanced over at the other people in the large room and threw out a cheery good morning.

There was Don, the utility manager, sitting at his desk, coffee cup at hand. His short sleeved, blue shirt and striped, yellow tie looking totally stupid as usual. And then there was Wanda, the total and utter office bitch in her brown dress, brown shoes and brown permed hair, sitting in her chair at the counter ready to greet, or snarl, at the public.

The thing was, these people really weren’t that bad looking if they’d simply get a clue. Don played football in high school, and sure, he’d gone a little soft, but his rich black hair and bright blue eyes made him somewhat good looking. And as for the bitch, Sharon would bet a week’s pay that underneath the ugly dresses she had a good body. A decent make over and she’d be hot. Of course, she’d still be a bitch, but Sharon had plans for that, too.

After entering the office, she closed the door behind her. Sitting at her desk, she took out the paperwork on her new house in the city. Big and contemporary, it even had a pool. She giggled to herself thinking of all that she would get into. But first, she had business to take care of. Looking up at the shelf behind her, she noted the small camera lens.

Good, she thought, you can’t see it unless you know to look for it.

After booting up her computer, she opened the program that would be used to record what happened in the room.

Kicking off her shoes, she opened her briefcase and pulled out a very different pair of shoes. Shiny black with four inch, icepick heels, Sharon slipped them on with a quiet sigh. These were truly fuck-me shoes.

So much better, she thought.

Her intercom buzzed on her desk. The mayor is here Sharon. Says you called him to come in? Wanda’s voice floated through.

Yes Wanda, please send him in. Sharon grinned to herself. Phase one was about to begin.

The Mayor of this small town wasn’t that bad looking, but he was rather short. He owned the local hardware store and kept it clean and well stocked. But in having the only hardware store in town, this little man considered himself quite a big fish in a small pond. Always dapper in pressed khakis and button up shirts, he could never quite hide his small stature and was totally clueless on the short man jokes that followed him everywhere.

Good morning, Sharon. What did you need to see me about today? Ray entered the office in his normal, quick pace.

Sharon stood and walked past him to shut the door to her office. Turning her back to it, she quietly locked the door, making sure he didn’t notice. Because of the four inch heels, she now towered over the little 5’ 6" man. With a small smile, she leaned back against her desk, forcing Ray into sitting in the single chair by the desk.

Ray shifted uncomfortably in the chair. What’s this about, Sharon?

Sharon had dressed very carefully for today. Her dress looked very modest; it crossed over in front and had a single button to fasten it closed at the waist. The navy-blue cloth was heavy, the neckline modest and it’s length came to just below her knees. Even though it only had the single fastening, the neck was high and the heavy cloth deterred any gaping or hints of cleavage.

Still saying nothing, Sharon stared straight into the Mayor’s eyes and slipped the button free at her waist. Using both hands, she slowly shrugged free of the dress, letting it slide to the floor. Because she was watching, Sharon had the joy in seeing the expression on Ray’s face. Under the dress, there was nothing modest at all. Actually, there was hardly anything under the dress.

The black shelf-bra pushed her firm, ample breasts up without covering them . Her nipples stood proud and free, dark pink raspberries pointing high. She wore no panties, but did have a black satin garter belt holding up sheer black stockings. Sharon had her pussy waxed the last time she had gone to the city and the skin was silky smooth and softly pink.

Oh my god, Ray breathed, completely stunned at what he was seeing. He was completely unable to look away from the firm body and generous curves presented before him. Ray was devoted to his wife of 24 years but she had nothing... nothing like what was in front of him now. Terri was as slim as a boy, even after two kids, with A cup breasts and barely any butt; Ray simply didn’t have the imagination to want her any other way. But oh, damn, this was one hot body he was looking at. Just as he started to worry that he may start drooling, he realized his cock was rock hard.

Sharon knew exactly what was happening to Ray and she was loving every minute that passed. In her years of service to the City, she had noticed things. She knew the man had never strayed in his love for his wife, but she also knew that his wife was a dried up twig who never had anything nice to say. And because she was such an unpleasant hag, Sharon had great pleasure in being able to be the one to turn things upside down for the couple.

Taking a step forward, Sharon straddled Ray’s knees and slowly sank down until she was sitting on his lap. This put her breasts right in the man’s face. Sliding her hands in his soft brown hair, she pulled his face into her soft pillows and rubbed her nipples over him. Holding his head, she offered a bright nub to him to taste.

Ray obediently opened his mouth and sucked her nipple in. He had never had anything like this before. His Terri’s nipples were small and she always acted like he was just wasting time if he bothered to give them attention. As he savored the tasty morsel, his hands came up to knead these wondrous orbs. Full and firm and luscious, they filled his hands and caused his prick to weep with joy. Never had just touching and tasting something caused his body to react this way.

Sharon sighed and leaned back a little giving him full access to her generous breasts. That’s it Ray, suck those titties. Take your fill little man ‘cuz there’s plenty more to come.

Ray suddenly jerked back, his eyes huge. Oh my god I can’t do this! Sharon what are you doing? Oh my god you... you, he sputtered.

"Shh, it’s okay. Everything will be okay. You need this, I