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Tabitha kissed Cyn’s boobs whilst she was being rammed up the arsehole by Rob. When first she had moved their Cyn was called the mouse. Cyn’s no longer looked or behaved like a mouse. Hair dyed a more alluring shade of brown was the outward change, the inward was more profound still. Cyn had discovered so many fun things from her naughty neighbours, group sex, lesbianism, anal sex and sexy clothes. At the moment she had on crutch high red PVC boots and matching gloves. Cyn grabbed at Tabitha’s boobs and squeezed. It would normally be painful but the excitement of being screwed anally made it just what she needed and Tabitha climaxed.
The climax as normal was pretty enthusiastic this got a howl of protest from the foot of the bed. Tabitha loved her cats dearly, but wished they didn’t spectate on her having sex. This time though she was too far gone to worry. Utterly satiated she rolled off Rob. This was the signal for Cyn to present her arse for similar treatment. Rob squeezed out some more lube and was soon inside his sexy neighbours’ arse.
Cyn squealed with excitement and shortly came to a climax herself which was a good job as Rob only had so much self-control with two sexy women to satisfy and filled her hole with cum. The three of them lay back on the large bed exhausted. The disgruntled cats settled down and went to sleep.
There is a rumour that behind closed doors in middle class England that great debauchery goes on. Whether that is true generally is a moot point but in this quiet dead-end lane, near the prosperous cathedral city of Canterbury, it certainly was. There were only a few houses down the lane and four of them had married couples none of whom had c***dren. Those four couples had a dinner party/orgy most weekends and an agreement that screwing any of their friends was socially acceptable.
When they had recovered their strength, they went down stairs and had tea. They didn’t bother to get dressed as the point of the visit had originally been for Cyn to have a dress fitting. Tabitha apart from being Rob’s secretary also designed dresses and for her friends she made them herself. Cyn was going to have a very edgy cocktail dress. It was just decent, but only just with diagonal inserts of lace that showed quite a bit of boob. That was the kind of clothing that Tabitha produced close to the line of decent and not all of it on the right side. Most of her clients were as daring as her and loved her naughty clothes both for their daring and because they were also very well made and tailored. The clients may be tarts, but rich ones who valued quality.
It was because of this that Tabitha was due to fly out to Lotus Island resort. Lotus Island was an extremely high end resort that catered to just the sort of people that bought her clothes. The owner Lady Victoria McAllister was a friend of them both and had encouraged Tabitha from the start. They were going to have a fashion show of her creations to promote them to the right people but also to meet and screw old friends.
The fashion show proved to be a great success. Lotus Island was a place where the customers had two defining characteristics, one they were very wealthy indeed and two they were utterly debauched. Well-cut dresses that were outrageously sexy whilst minimising the effects of age and dissolution were very popular and the clients were willing to pay a lot for them. Particularly as the items on display were to provide inspiration for ordering bespoke items. Many orders were taken on the night a quite a few in the following weeks.
Inevitably after the show, they had a party which quickly became an orgy. Once Tabitha had been a quite reserved sexually, but no more, as uninhibited as everyone else she was bobbing up and down on a hulky young man who was part of the waiting staff. Her friend Linda was sucking on her breast whilst being done by her partner wearing a strap-on. Lady Victoria, scion of a noble Scottish family and their host was enjoying the attention of a small group of both sexes. All around the guests were enjoying themselves in inventive and sometimes weird ways.
The next morning, she was invited to breakfast with Lady V, turning up appropriately dressed in thigh length boots only, as both ladies shared the same kinky love of tall boots.
“Tabitha you are a sight for old eyes. As sexy as your dresses.” The two of them kissed affectionately for a while before settling down for breakfast. Delicate and feather light pastries accompanied by strong coffee of the finest quality.
“Apart from the pleasure of your company and body, I wanted to ask if you would be prepared to do something for an organisation of which I am a member. Don’t automatically say yes, there is potentially danger involved.” Up to now the biggest danger Tabitha had experienced was crossing the main road to get to Canterbury East station, admittedly not insignificant if you didn’t use the bridge.
“Please tell me more.”
“I am sure you are aware that certain elements in Russia both official and less so, are not friends of the west. I am part of a group that endeavours to frustrate some of their schemes. Whilst not a part of the government, or multinational organisations like NATO, we have good friends within both and can-do things they can’t. A big part of what we do involved staying ahead of hackers. Of course, you know of our data centre, since your fiancé in part designed it. Which brings me to the point, we have got to safety a Russian, who is unhappy with his home country as his sexuality is somewhat fluid. But some of the software associated with his work is still in Russia. “
Victoria stopped to sip her coffee and eat another delicate pastry. Tabitha suspected the choice of pause was intended to heighten tension. That Vicky had a taste for the dramatic was without doubt. Tab casually fingered her crutch as she waited.
“Anyway, our courier was stupid enough to break her leg whilst indulging in sexual activity that even I think was odd. That means that we have to get someone into Russia who will contact the guy who is holding the software and get it out. Now the person in question is both gay and runs one of the more discreet clubs in St Petersburg that serves a diverse community. Now a lot of the models are bi or lesbian so you would easily make friends. If you were willing to run a fashion show in St Petersburg, you could get into the Rainbow Club easily. You genuinely should do quite a bit of business. Hopefully, Mikhail the owner, will co-operate in handing over the flash drive.”
“It strikes me there a lot of ifs in that and I assume if it became known what I was doing some unpleasant people would object violently.”
“I cannot deny it, but we really need that flash drive. I would understand if you are unhappy to take the risk or don’t feel yourself suited to the task.”
“I am not sure I am, but if it is as important as you say then I would have difficulty looking myself in the mirror, if I said no. If things go wrong could I expect any help.”
“It depends on how, but before now we have pulled people out by military helicopter from Syria. You know how influential Callow Associates are and they would be providing what assistance they can, as would the British Embassy, albeit reluctantly.”
“Would we have legal claim to this information.”
“A western court would undoubtedly say so, as the owner is the man who owns it is working for us. That was who the idiot girl was having sex with when she broke her leg. The flash pen he left in St Petersburg with his cousin.”
“Hence me.”
“Yes, clever girl hence you. Now come here so we can be bad girls.”
Tabitha had long since discovered that Lady V whilst well over twice her age was so satisfying to make love to. Her every erotic zone was stimulated in just the right way to drive her wild with excitement. Some very interesting things were done to her with a feather and she quickly reciprocated much to their mutual delight. It was with fond memories as well as a plump order book that she returned to England.
Flying into St Petersburg Tabitha went her first evening to Mikhail’s night club. Lady Victoria had secured agreement that this was where the fashion show was to take place. It was hoped that Tabitha whilst organising the final details for the show she would also persuade him to let her have it to take back to Western Europe. Seduction was not an option as he was gay as a maypole but hopefully Tabitha’s little girl charm, not an insignificant weapon with a sympathetic middle-aged man might work
Mikhail was a very nice man who had a perpetually worried look on his face, in part because the Russian authorities were so homophobic. Mikhail had an apartment above the night club and his office was next to it. Thus, it wasn’t very surprising when his pet cat, a magnificent Russian Blue wandered in. The smile that lit up his face showed how much the little man loved the cat.
“This is Mishka, my closest friend and even she I suspect is only in it for the food and fuss.”
Mishka sniffed at Tabitha’s proffered hand, licked it a couple of times before jumping on to her lap. Tabitha who loved cats immediately starting stroking the beautiful a****l, who responded by turning around a couple of times and then settling down purring loudly.
“You must be a good woman, because Mishka is very discerning and takes to very few. You are honoured my dear, that she trusts you so easily.”
They chatted about the plans for the show and then more general matters. Tabitha and Mikhail got on very well but when she brought up the subject of the flash pen, he was unwilling to hand it over.
“My dear I have good reason to distrust both our government and the oligarchs but even so I am a patriot. I can’t help feeling letting you have this, would aid people unsympathetic to Russia.”
Attempts to dissuade Mikhail were hopeless so Tabitha gave up for the moment and they discussed the show that not only was Mikhail hosting but also arranging.
Mikhail took her down to meet the models. Tabitha took an instant liking to all the six models and the dresser/makeup artist who would assist. This was in part because to a woman they were bi and pretty much tried seducing her at the first meeting. Of course, since they were all gorgeous, they had total success. Mikhail saw the ways things were going and left them to it.
The excuse they all used that they were trying on the various outfits but since Tabitha was also changing whilst not taking part as was Anya the make-up artist this didn’t hold water. It was an excuse to see how Tabitha would react and she knew it, so on the excuse of helping she flattened down a dress over one of the girl’s bums. Next, she straightened the bust getting a feel of the boob’s underneath.
“These clothes, they are so sexy. I love them, wearing these you would be admired by any boy, or girl for that matter.”
“Oh, I think the girls would admire them more than the boys. I certainly like the effect. If what you are wondering is am I into girls then yes so if you want to have some fun.”
They didn’t need any more excuse than that. The clothes were all removed very carefully but none the less, soon the lot of them were naked. All the Russians wanted to get their hands and lips on their English visitor. Tabitha was quite happy to be swarmed under by these gorgeous Russian models. And proved as adventurous as they could want. Kisses were followed by intimate caresses. Then they moved onto pussy munching. Their orgy climaxed with a daisy chain as they each fisted the next girl in the chain.
“I was always told that you English were very reserved. You are as much fun as a Russian girl.”
“Thanks, I was very reserved once, but I have some very imaginative friends. Now as you can see, I am quite adventurous.”
The show proved a great success and Tabitha made a number of useful contacts and took some more firm orders however she had failed in her main purpose to obtain the flash pen with its vital info. Still Tabby had never been to St Petersburg before so she stayed on a few days to do the normal tourist things and hoped an opportunity would present itself. Palaces were visited, art work admired, a trip to the ballet, The normal stuff. The rather less normal tourist things was that most evenings she met up with one of or other of the models and always they ended up having sex.
As her holiday reached its last day Tabitha went to say her goodbyes to Mikhail. Tabitha found him looking very ill indeed.
“What is wrong you, you look at deaths door.”
“That is because I am, my dear. It would appear that some people do not trust my patriotism and have taken steps. I have been poisoned with polonium and will soon die. I must make my peace with God and sort out my affairs. Most is easy, as it will all go to my family but there is Mishka. None of them will want my beloved Mishka, or at least she will not want them. I will give you a deal and take my revenge in one action. Look after my Mishka and I will hand over the flash pen.”
The deal was done. Tabitha would give Mishka a good home and she would instead of flying tomorrow take Mikhail SUV and leave today. To escape, the obvious route would have been on the main highway towards Estonia but to do that would be too obvious so on Mikhail’s advice she headed south towards Pskov which gave her the choice of crossing into Southern Estonia or alternatively Latvia. This strategy worked for a while but as she was approaching Tsalpelka Tabby was certain she was being followed. Ringing the number, she had been given, against such circumstances she got instructions to head north from Tsalpelka on a minor road into the forest.
Tabitha was not certain whether she had lost her followers or not but they were at least a long way behind. Further instructions were to take a track of into the forest and keep going until she got to a clearing. This proved easy and as she soon reached a fair-sized clearing, she got out the car, checked she had the flash pen and picked up the carry case containing Mishka who was yowling pitifully. Then she heard the noise of engines and saw a helicopter coming in low. As soon as it landed, she ducked her head and went towards it. Being urged to hurry, she got aboard and it lifted almost as soon as she sat down. The flight was without incident and an hour later they landed in Talin.
Having safely delivered the flash pen and its invaluable contents Tabitha was flown home in Lady Victoria’s private jet. It was not a moment too soon as far as she was concerned because she wanted her husband. The moment she was in the door she ran to his study and latched her lips onto his and kissed him as if it was going out of fashion.
Eventually irate cat noises reminded her that she should release Mishka who went exploring and discovering Tabitha’s other cats. Since there were not immediate ructions Tabitha left them to sort it out and dragged her husband off to bed. Tabitha had him out of his clothes in record time and did all the things that she knew he most enjoyed. They screwed with her d****d over the foot of the bed, then again in the large tub, next Rob dressed her up in her leather gear, corset boots and gloves with a sheer silk skirt of her own design. Being her design, it did not interfere with sex in any way.
They were so engrossed in their enthusiastic sex they did not hear the feline noises outside. Mishka did and they were male. Pleasant though this was they paid the price for nine weeks later Mishka presented them with a litter of five kittens, the father, fairly obviously their neighbours Norwegian Forest cat.
The climax as normal was pretty enthusiastic this got a howl of protest from the foot of the bed. Tabitha loved her cats dearly, but wished they didn’t spectate on her having sex. This time though she was too far gone to worry. Utterly satiated she rolled off Rob. This was the signal for Cyn to present her arse for similar treatment. Rob squeezed out some more lube and was soon inside his sexy neighbours’ arse.
Cyn squealed with excitement and shortly came to a climax herself which was a good job as Rob only had so much self-control with two sexy women to satisfy and filled her hole with cum. The three of them lay back on the large bed exhausted. The disgruntled cats settled down and went to sleep.
There is a rumour that behind closed doors in middle class England that great debauchery goes on. Whether that is true generally is a moot point but in this quiet dead-end lane, near the prosperous cathedral city of Canterbury, it certainly was. There were only a few houses down the lane and four of them had married couples none of whom had c***dren. Those four couples had a dinner party/orgy most weekends and an agreement that screwing any of their friends was socially acceptable.
When they had recovered their strength, they went down stairs and had tea. They didn’t bother to get dressed as the point of the visit had originally been for Cyn to have a dress fitting. Tabitha apart from being Rob’s secretary also designed dresses and for her friends she made them herself. Cyn was going to have a very edgy cocktail dress. It was just decent, but only just with diagonal inserts of lace that showed quite a bit of boob. That was the kind of clothing that Tabitha produced close to the line of decent and not all of it on the right side. Most of her clients were as daring as her and loved her naughty clothes both for their daring and because they were also very well made and tailored. The clients may be tarts, but rich ones who valued quality.
It was because of this that Tabitha was due to fly out to Lotus Island resort. Lotus Island was an extremely high end resort that catered to just the sort of people that bought her clothes. The owner Lady Victoria McAllister was a friend of them both and had encouraged Tabitha from the start. They were going to have a fashion show of her creations to promote them to the right people but also to meet and screw old friends.
The fashion show proved to be a great success. Lotus Island was a place where the customers had two defining characteristics, one they were very wealthy indeed and two they were utterly debauched. Well-cut dresses that were outrageously sexy whilst minimising the effects of age and dissolution were very popular and the clients were willing to pay a lot for them. Particularly as the items on display were to provide inspiration for ordering bespoke items. Many orders were taken on the night a quite a few in the following weeks.
Inevitably after the show, they had a party which quickly became an orgy. Once Tabitha had been a quite reserved sexually, but no more, as uninhibited as everyone else she was bobbing up and down on a hulky young man who was part of the waiting staff. Her friend Linda was sucking on her breast whilst being done by her partner wearing a strap-on. Lady Victoria, scion of a noble Scottish family and their host was enjoying the attention of a small group of both sexes. All around the guests were enjoying themselves in inventive and sometimes weird ways.
The next morning, she was invited to breakfast with Lady V, turning up appropriately dressed in thigh length boots only, as both ladies shared the same kinky love of tall boots.
“Tabitha you are a sight for old eyes. As sexy as your dresses.” The two of them kissed affectionately for a while before settling down for breakfast. Delicate and feather light pastries accompanied by strong coffee of the finest quality.
“Apart from the pleasure of your company and body, I wanted to ask if you would be prepared to do something for an organisation of which I am a member. Don’t automatically say yes, there is potentially danger involved.” Up to now the biggest danger Tabitha had experienced was crossing the main road to get to Canterbury East station, admittedly not insignificant if you didn’t use the bridge.
“Please tell me more.”
“I am sure you are aware that certain elements in Russia both official and less so, are not friends of the west. I am part of a group that endeavours to frustrate some of their schemes. Whilst not a part of the government, or multinational organisations like NATO, we have good friends within both and can-do things they can’t. A big part of what we do involved staying ahead of hackers. Of course, you know of our data centre, since your fiancé in part designed it. Which brings me to the point, we have got to safety a Russian, who is unhappy with his home country as his sexuality is somewhat fluid. But some of the software associated with his work is still in Russia. “
Victoria stopped to sip her coffee and eat another delicate pastry. Tabitha suspected the choice of pause was intended to heighten tension. That Vicky had a taste for the dramatic was without doubt. Tab casually fingered her crutch as she waited.
“Anyway, our courier was stupid enough to break her leg whilst indulging in sexual activity that even I think was odd. That means that we have to get someone into Russia who will contact the guy who is holding the software and get it out. Now the person in question is both gay and runs one of the more discreet clubs in St Petersburg that serves a diverse community. Now a lot of the models are bi or lesbian so you would easily make friends. If you were willing to run a fashion show in St Petersburg, you could get into the Rainbow Club easily. You genuinely should do quite a bit of business. Hopefully, Mikhail the owner, will co-operate in handing over the flash drive.”
“It strikes me there a lot of ifs in that and I assume if it became known what I was doing some unpleasant people would object violently.”
“I cannot deny it, but we really need that flash drive. I would understand if you are unhappy to take the risk or don’t feel yourself suited to the task.”
“I am not sure I am, but if it is as important as you say then I would have difficulty looking myself in the mirror, if I said no. If things go wrong could I expect any help.”
“It depends on how, but before now we have pulled people out by military helicopter from Syria. You know how influential Callow Associates are and they would be providing what assistance they can, as would the British Embassy, albeit reluctantly.”
“Would we have legal claim to this information.”
“A western court would undoubtedly say so, as the owner is the man who owns it is working for us. That was who the idiot girl was having sex with when she broke her leg. The flash pen he left in St Petersburg with his cousin.”
“Hence me.”
“Yes, clever girl hence you. Now come here so we can be bad girls.”
Tabitha had long since discovered that Lady V whilst well over twice her age was so satisfying to make love to. Her every erotic zone was stimulated in just the right way to drive her wild with excitement. Some very interesting things were done to her with a feather and she quickly reciprocated much to their mutual delight. It was with fond memories as well as a plump order book that she returned to England.
Flying into St Petersburg Tabitha went her first evening to Mikhail’s night club. Lady Victoria had secured agreement that this was where the fashion show was to take place. It was hoped that Tabitha whilst organising the final details for the show she would also persuade him to let her have it to take back to Western Europe. Seduction was not an option as he was gay as a maypole but hopefully Tabitha’s little girl charm, not an insignificant weapon with a sympathetic middle-aged man might work
Mikhail was a very nice man who had a perpetually worried look on his face, in part because the Russian authorities were so homophobic. Mikhail had an apartment above the night club and his office was next to it. Thus, it wasn’t very surprising when his pet cat, a magnificent Russian Blue wandered in. The smile that lit up his face showed how much the little man loved the cat.
“This is Mishka, my closest friend and even she I suspect is only in it for the food and fuss.”
Mishka sniffed at Tabitha’s proffered hand, licked it a couple of times before jumping on to her lap. Tabitha who loved cats immediately starting stroking the beautiful a****l, who responded by turning around a couple of times and then settling down purring loudly.
“You must be a good woman, because Mishka is very discerning and takes to very few. You are honoured my dear, that she trusts you so easily.”
They chatted about the plans for the show and then more general matters. Tabitha and Mikhail got on very well but when she brought up the subject of the flash pen, he was unwilling to hand it over.
“My dear I have good reason to distrust both our government and the oligarchs but even so I am a patriot. I can’t help feeling letting you have this, would aid people unsympathetic to Russia.”
Attempts to dissuade Mikhail were hopeless so Tabitha gave up for the moment and they discussed the show that not only was Mikhail hosting but also arranging.
Mikhail took her down to meet the models. Tabitha took an instant liking to all the six models and the dresser/makeup artist who would assist. This was in part because to a woman they were bi and pretty much tried seducing her at the first meeting. Of course, since they were all gorgeous, they had total success. Mikhail saw the ways things were going and left them to it.
The excuse they all used that they were trying on the various outfits but since Tabitha was also changing whilst not taking part as was Anya the make-up artist this didn’t hold water. It was an excuse to see how Tabitha would react and she knew it, so on the excuse of helping she flattened down a dress over one of the girl’s bums. Next, she straightened the bust getting a feel of the boob’s underneath.
“These clothes, they are so sexy. I love them, wearing these you would be admired by any boy, or girl for that matter.”
“Oh, I think the girls would admire them more than the boys. I certainly like the effect. If what you are wondering is am I into girls then yes so if you want to have some fun.”
They didn’t need any more excuse than that. The clothes were all removed very carefully but none the less, soon the lot of them were naked. All the Russians wanted to get their hands and lips on their English visitor. Tabitha was quite happy to be swarmed under by these gorgeous Russian models. And proved as adventurous as they could want. Kisses were followed by intimate caresses. Then they moved onto pussy munching. Their orgy climaxed with a daisy chain as they each fisted the next girl in the chain.
“I was always told that you English were very reserved. You are as much fun as a Russian girl.”
“Thanks, I was very reserved once, but I have some very imaginative friends. Now as you can see, I am quite adventurous.”
The show proved a great success and Tabitha made a number of useful contacts and took some more firm orders however she had failed in her main purpose to obtain the flash pen with its vital info. Still Tabby had never been to St Petersburg before so she stayed on a few days to do the normal tourist things and hoped an opportunity would present itself. Palaces were visited, art work admired, a trip to the ballet, The normal stuff. The rather less normal tourist things was that most evenings she met up with one of or other of the models and always they ended up having sex.
As her holiday reached its last day Tabitha went to say her goodbyes to Mikhail. Tabitha found him looking very ill indeed.
“What is wrong you, you look at deaths door.”
“That is because I am, my dear. It would appear that some people do not trust my patriotism and have taken steps. I have been poisoned with polonium and will soon die. I must make my peace with God and sort out my affairs. Most is easy, as it will all go to my family but there is Mishka. None of them will want my beloved Mishka, or at least she will not want them. I will give you a deal and take my revenge in one action. Look after my Mishka and I will hand over the flash pen.”
The deal was done. Tabitha would give Mishka a good home and she would instead of flying tomorrow take Mikhail SUV and leave today. To escape, the obvious route would have been on the main highway towards Estonia but to do that would be too obvious so on Mikhail’s advice she headed south towards Pskov which gave her the choice of crossing into Southern Estonia or alternatively Latvia. This strategy worked for a while but as she was approaching Tsalpelka Tabby was certain she was being followed. Ringing the number, she had been given, against such circumstances she got instructions to head north from Tsalpelka on a minor road into the forest.
Tabitha was not certain whether she had lost her followers or not but they were at least a long way behind. Further instructions were to take a track of into the forest and keep going until she got to a clearing. This proved easy and as she soon reached a fair-sized clearing, she got out the car, checked she had the flash pen and picked up the carry case containing Mishka who was yowling pitifully. Then she heard the noise of engines and saw a helicopter coming in low. As soon as it landed, she ducked her head and went towards it. Being urged to hurry, she got aboard and it lifted almost as soon as she sat down. The flight was without incident and an hour later they landed in Talin.
Having safely delivered the flash pen and its invaluable contents Tabitha was flown home in Lady Victoria’s private jet. It was not a moment too soon as far as she was concerned because she wanted her husband. The moment she was in the door she ran to his study and latched her lips onto his and kissed him as if it was going out of fashion.
Eventually irate cat noises reminded her that she should release Mishka who went exploring and discovering Tabitha’s other cats. Since there were not immediate ructions Tabitha left them to sort it out and dragged her husband off to bed. Tabitha had him out of his clothes in record time and did all the things that she knew he most enjoyed. They screwed with her d****d over the foot of the bed, then again in the large tub, next Rob dressed her up in her leather gear, corset boots and gloves with a sheer silk skirt of her own design. Being her design, it did not interfere with sex in any way.
They were so engrossed in their enthusiastic sex they did not hear the feline noises outside. Mishka did and they were male. Pleasant though this was they paid the price for nine weeks later Mishka presented them with a litter of five kittens, the father, fairly obviously their neighbours Norwegian Forest cat.
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