Jo. Schmidt
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Stories (30/0)
Reliving the Past
‘You have got to be kidding me,’ I thought to myself as I read through the papers. I was currently sitting in a staff meeting and we were being prepped for an upcoming event. I work for a large event planning company and the banquet coming up was for owners of lavish food, wine and catering companies we were hoping to put onto our payroll. File folders were handed out containing the names, titles and companies of everyone who would be there. Fourth one in, Vito Brando: CEO of Brando Wine. Also known as my ex-boyfriend.
By Jo. Schmidt7 months ago in Filthy
The VIP Booth
Stepping out of the cab, Madi linked arms with her friend, Connie, and the two of them walked towards the entrance of the prestigious night club. Both of them were dressed to the nines, Connie in a sequin body con dress that hugged her entire body, showing off her small frame and Madi in a black wrap dress with a plunging necklace, extenuating her curves and large chest. Connie’s boss was a VIP and had gotten her and one guest on the list for the evening, so after giving the bouncer her name, Connie and Madi bypassed the massive line of people waiting to get in and were welcomed into the club.
By Jo. Schmidt9 months ago in Filthy
The Trade
Mara was surprised how well she had slept giving the circumstances of the situation she was in. After Eli had left the previous evening, she got dressed in her old t-shirt, put her panties back on and slid under the covers of the massive bed. She worried for a little while that Eli may return, but laying on the comfortable mattress and under the warm sheets, she fell asleep almost immediately.
By Jo. Schmidtabout a year ago in Filthy
Fourth Date
Drew stared across the table at Melanie as she continued telling him about the trip she had taken to Nepal five years ago with her friends from college. He found he really enjoyed listening to her talk and he smiled every time she laughed at herself a little.
By Jo. Schmidt2 years ago in Filthy
The Trade
The walk from Julian’s office to Eli’s bedroom would take a few minutes, but after only stepping out of the office, the guard picked Mara up into his arms and carried her the rest of the way to the room, not wanting to struggle trying to make her walk. Her hands were still tied and a balled up cloth had been shoved into her mouth as a gag, keeping her from screaming.
By Jo. Schmidt2 years ago in Filthy
The Weekend Pt 7
The second time Rachel woke up, the clock on the nightstand read 10:23 AM. Though she wouldn’t have minded laying back under the covers with Tristan, she heard her stomach groaning in hunger and decided to leave Tristan in bed as she went to find herself something to eat.
By Jo. Schmidt2 years ago in Filthy
The Weekend Pt6
It was very clear from the moment Rachel saw Tristan for the first time that he was quite a bit younger than all the men she usually saw, but she was finding herself not only comparing him to men she saw as an escort but also to men she had dated before becoming an escort. The youngest man she had ever been with was when she was eighteen, she dated a fellow classmate who was also eighteen, and even he wasn’t able to continue sexually in the way Tristan was.
By Jo. Schmidt2 years ago in Filthy
Personal Shopper
The last few seconds had gone by so quickly, Riley had to take a moment to actually recall what had happened. The last thing she remembered was asking Harrison if they could go up to the room right now, then in a blink of an eye, he had escorted her off the dance floor, walked her to a set of elevators outside the banquet hall and once alone inside them, he pressed her up against the mirrored walls and smothered her lips with his.
By Jo. Schmidt2 years ago in Filthy
Personal Shopper
There were a few moments in Harrison’s life where he felt like he won the lottery. The first time was when he found the first investor in his company. The second time was the day he reached a profit of one million dollars, and the third was the day he walked into Nordstrom department store on Las Vegas BLVD, looking for a suit and he was greeted by the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
By Jo. Schmidt2 years ago in Filthy
