Sarah's Sexploits - Three of a Kind: Sarah's continued exploits with a colleague and her boss - and a beautiful female visitor

By K T Red

More adventures with Sarah, Scott and Emil - and Annie! Sarah's involvement with Emil intensifies despite her intitial coercion into their sexual relationship and his anger at her casual involvement with a Chinese beauty. Scott is still unhappy in his marriage and his encounters with Sarah as brief and passionate as ever, becoming a much needed sexual escape. Enjoy how Emil uses her desires against her to encourage her to open up and trust him while Scott's increasing lust for her feeds her wild and fiery side. More misbehaving at work and explosive action in the rain for the troubled but beautiful Sarah.

• Language: English
• Publisher: House of Erotica
• Release date: Jul 3, 2012
• ISBN: 9781782341215

Book preview

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Chapter One

We all have those naughty little indulgences. That certain something special we treat ourselves to once or twice a year. We know that it’s probably very bad for us, that we really shouldn’t but we just can’t seem to help ourselves. That persistent little itch we can’t help but scratch. I’m no different. I don’t want it every day, every week or even every month. But one or two times a year is enough to meet my needs and satisfy that desire for something above and beyond the classic vanilla. Mine goes by the name of Annie.

I’d never thought of myself as being even the slightest bit bisexual - or even curious - but from the first time I met her I just found myself being incredibly attracted to her. She’s so pretty, petite and delicate - like a porcelain doll. She’s British born but her parents are originally from China. She has the most gorgeous jet black hair almost to her waist and dazzling almond shaped green eyes.

She first came to the factory two years ago as part of the accounting team to conduct our annual financial audit. When they had finished, we all went to the local pub for a few drinks to celebrate and it just went from there. We were the last ones there and when it came to saying goodnight, neither of us wanted to. One drunken, tentative kiss led to another and another and then to the first sexual experience that either of us had with another woman. A few hours in my bed was all it took to satisfy each other’s curiosity.

Annie has a steady boyfriend, who is absolutely stunning, and I - as you know - play the field. It is nothing more than a bit of harmless exploration of the softer option for the two of us. Her boyfriend doesn’t know and doesn’t need to know. And neither do either of my current playmates. We are just each other’s little itch.

I must be the only member of any accounts department that actually looks forward to the annual audit taking place. I look forward to the quick, stolen and knowing glances we exchange. I look forward to having to work alongside her and the exciting, briefest touch of fingers while going through paperwork, keeping up the pretence of being formal and business-like when the only business we‘re really thinking about is monkey business. I look forward to seeing her slinking down our corridors in her business suit which does little to disguise the exquisite body beneath it.

The men in suits can’t help themselves, feeling obligated to make not so subtle advances then make snide comments behind her back when she rejects them - albeit politely - and dents their egos. They are so moronically predictable and quite frankly they should just have saved their breath. She is so far out of their league it’s just not true! She’s probably a little out of mine as well, truth be told.

She’ll be out of my life for good soon. She’s moving overseas in a few weeks from now - a once in a lifetime career opportunity too good to let slip by which she more than deserves. This year’s audit has almost been completed. Annie won’t be back here again after today so it’s is our last chance to say goodbye.

My life has become quite a bit more complicated over the course of the last few weeks - my sex life, that is. Passionate, brief encounters in the warehouse with a hot and unbelievably sexy pair of overalls that goes by the name of Scott and a new - I don’t quite know what to call it - understanding, I suppose, with our new French Managing Director, Monsieur Emil. Maybe Annie leaving is for the best. She’s probably one complication too many. But I will miss her even though we only get together for a few precious hours once in the proverbial blue moon.

My initial meeting with Emil last week had a decidedly unexpected outcome. After the humiliation and shock wore off, I started calmly thinking about what had happened. About the cameras - especially the one he’s got hidden in his office. And about how I could turn it to my advantage. A quick, flirty chat with our cute and appealingly geeky IT lad produced some extremely useful information, information I have promised to amply reward him for at some point