NSFW - Naughty List Blog Hop

So we're supposed to talk about naughty stuff we've done - like pranks we've played, etc.

I've never really been much of a prankster, but back in the late 90s I worked at a mall in Florida, in the management office, we were all notorious for screwing with each other.

One year, we had to close down for a hurricane. A couple of us came in early and covered everything in the Marketing Director's office with trash bags and sprinkled water on them, poured water on her floor, and called her and told her to take her time coming in, because her office was waterlogged. She, of course, hurried to the clinic and was all sorts of upset as she tiptoed into her office, shaking her head and wailing. Now, you have to realize - there was *no hole* in the ceiling/roof. So...where would the water have come from?? LOL She eventually got the joke and was really good about it.

Another thing we did was tape the phone receiver on the phone of the new Accountant. We cut a circle of tape the exact size of the receiver holes, and heated it until it sealed right over the ear piece. It was pretty much invisible. Drove that man *nuts* for several days until we finally fessed up.

It wasn't just us though - even our Maintenance Director got in on it. One of the food court workers noticed the manager of one of the big stores (like Sears) accidentally throw away a food court tray when she threw away her garbage - it just slipped out of her hand and into the trash. So our Maintenance guy called her up and told her she'd have to pay for it - to the tune of $250. Of course, she could, alternatively, climb in the dumpster and find it. She was a little pissed but when he admitted the joke she took it well.

None of my stories involve any pranks, so here's another version of naughty - a steamy excerpt!

From "Writer's Assistant," in the "Simply Smut" Anthology

Jason pressed a finger to my lips. He unbuttoned my jeans and I lifted my ass off the chair so that he could tug them down. He pulled my briefs down next and let out a groan that matched my own as he wrapped his hand around my cock.

“I’ve fantasized about this,” he murmured. “I’ve written stories about it.”

“You’ll have to...” I gasped as Jason slid his thumb up the length of my cock, flicked it back and forth over that oh so sensitive slit. “You’ll have to let me read those sometime.”

Jason lowered his head and licked the head of my cock, lips purs- ing around the tip and sucking with a barely there gentle pressure. I tangled my hands in his hair and let my head fall back. “Oh, god... please...”

“You don’t have to beg, baby.”

Baby. The word sizzled like lightning through my veins, warming me and making my cock twitch. I didn’t have to beg, but I wanted to—had so many times in my dreams. In my fantasies, it had been me on my knees before him, but this...damn. Jason began to stroke my cock slowly, running his fingers up and down, teasing the little slit at the back of the head again. His other hand rubbed my balls, rolling them back and forth and squeezing.

I groaned and grunted, riding the waves of ecstasy as they pound- ed through my body. Jason’s lips found my cock again; this time they parted and took me all the way into the wet heat of his mouth. I thrust my hips up, digging my fingernails into the arms of the chair for support and so that I didn’t tear his hair out in my frenzy.

He slid his hands underneath me and parted my ass cheeks, tick- ling my opening with his fingers. No lube, but I didn’t care—I’d always liked just a bit of pain with my pleasure. I pushed against his fingers and nodded as he glanced up and his gaze met mine. Inch by sinfully good inch he filled me, curling up his fingers and stroking that spot, setting me on fire.

Imprisoned between his plunging fingers and his diving mouth, I gave up trying to participate. Head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, I bucked and shuddered, panted and cried out time after time as Jason drove me to the boundaries of control. He took me there and back again each time, pushing me to my limits and backing off.

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