Listen to your mentor

The first story of April is out!! Yay! It was about time I wrote a mentoring story, because, let’s face it, who doesn’t need some mentoring every once in a while, particularly when it comes to how to conduct yourself in a lawyer’s office. So, are you ready for “MY MENTOR”?

I got the idea for this story in January when I was working on the story for the winner of my Sweepstakes. “The Bottom Line” and this story are sister stories, you might say. Thinking of “The Bottom Line” gave birth to “My Mentor”. It’s just an example of how many stories you can write from just one basic set-up, like two people in an office building. The stories are limitless.

 Here’s the blurb:

“My Mentor” is a Satin Delight story.

William is just starting out at a prominent law office, and Alice is his career mentor, but it’s really Caroline, William’s shy wife, who needs some legal advice. But when Alice takes Caroline under her wing, it’s a different kind of briefs that come off, and then it’ll be quid pro quo and the arguments won’t stop with the oral.

“While you’re working, I’m going to help Caroline pick out some sexy things,” Alice said.
“That should be great,” William said. “Caroline hasn’t ever thought much about fashion.”
“That’s what she said,” Alice said. “She told me that you were the clothes horse in the family, and she said I should ask how you think she should dress.”
“Um,” he said. “I think you’d have a better idea.”
“Maybe you can tell me what kind of things you like. What do you think of these?” she said, and she slowly pulled up the hem of her dress.
He watched the material pull up, and up, and up, revealing more and more of her firm thigh. Then he was looking at the lace top of her thigh-highs. He gulped.
“What do you think about thigh-highs?” she asked.
“They’re great,” he stammered, his eyes fixed on her thighs.
“What about panties?” she said. “Is there a particular style you like?”
He shook his head.
“Personally, I have a liking for satin,” she said, and she lifted up her skirt.
The wool rasped when it slid up her legs, then he was looking at her panties. They were hot pink satin, and the shining material was pulled tight over her juicy mound.
“Satin is so smooth,” she said, slowly running her finger over her panties.
He could see her lips as her finger pressed into the satin. He let out a moan.

WARNING: “My Mentor” is intended for a mature audience. The parties in this story are all legal, the corpus are delicti, and the verdict will be sexy.

Here’ s the cover and where you can buy the story:

And remember, whenever you buy one of my stories, you’ll get a special gift from Katie and Laura’s Fancy Satin Panty Store!

See you,

Misty