Betty Lou
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Slowly, I looked at myself in the mirror, fresh out of the shower, still wrapped in towels. For 43 years of age, even though I say it myself, I’m still in great shape. Never having had c***dren helps I suppose, although I’ve wanted them in the past. Just HE couldn’t get it up enough to breed me. It’s not been a bone of contention, just a slight regret on my behalf. But then, as a result, we have the funds to live a life my friends can only wish for, as their money is tied up their c***dren, swings and roundabouts I suppose.
HE has already left for work, he works long and hard hours, often away. It pays for the nice cars, the expensive clothes, the good house, the indoor pool, it provided the money for me to start up my own business. Life’s good. It’s such a shame HE is a shit shag. Especially in the morning. No foreplay, straight in, a few grunts, a little dribble, and he’s into the shower rushing to get out and beat the motorway traffic. It leaves me so unsatisfied. Good job I’ve an account with Ann Summers, and have a selection of self-help toys, as I need to finish the job of myself most of the time. Like I did this morning.
Being the boss has its perks. I don’t have to rush in for 8:45 like I expect my staff to. I expect them to put the hours in, they’re rewarded financially. I don’t tolerate slackers, I fuck them off very quickly, and as the years have gone on, I’ve a very loyal, hardworking core of people, who I know I can rely on to deliver the goods.
I drop the towel, and gaze at my body. My tits are still nice and firm, a nice C-cup. Not big, not small, but firm enough to allow nights out braless. My stomachs flat, my waist narrow, my hips wide. My ass has padding, it moves and wobbles at times. There’s definite junk in the trunk there. It goes against the firmness of the rest of my body, and I could work at it in the gym, but I like it just the way it is. I fill a pair of jeans, I like the glances from the males of the world. “Hell, yeah Lou, you’re working it yet again.”
I go over to the drawers, black opaque stockings picked, I sit on the bed, and roll them slowly up my legs. I pull them all the way up, until they stop just below my smooth pleasure zone. The elastic in the tops holding tight on my thighs. I choose a matching red bra and thong set, trimmed with a little black lace, so subtle you must look real close to see it. I fasten the bra, and turn it round, and put my arms through the straps. I love the sheer material, that it doesn’t hide my pierced nipples. But then the thong barely covers my strip of pubic hair. I decided not to trim it all away yesterday...not that HE noticed. Makes you wonder why I bother sometimes.
Over to the wardrobe, I pick a dark grey suit, the skirt coming to just above my knees, with a split up the front of about four or five inches. I pick out a red blouse, thin in material, but goes all the way to my neck. No need to show cleavage today, there’s very little left to the imagination with the transparency of both my blouse and bra! Last thing are my heels, red today I think, just the 3.5” heel on them. One last look in the mirror, apply some bright scarlet lipstick…. yeah, good to go.
The journey to work was uneventful, as usual. The sales team were busy at work, we’ve a new commission, and it needs selling to our regular client base, as it’s a little out of the ordinary. Karl from accounts approaches, but I wave him away. He always seems to want to run this, or that, passed me, it’s always on spreadsheets that he feels the need to show me, I’m sure it’s just to try and get a look down my blouse. If the stories I hear are true, then he has a decent sized cock, just doesn’t know quite how to use it. I should maybe give him a blowjob one day, just to satisfy my curiosity. Today’s not that day though.
Lily, my PA, greets me warmly, as always, and says she’ll bring my coffee through in a couple of minutes, which she does. She hands me my mail also, bills for this, for that, a few order enquiries, and an invite to a trade seminar in Toulouse. Lily potters about the office, immaculately dressed as always, cream blouse, vest top underneath it, black trousers, and ballet pump shoes. I wish she’d wear heels, but she never does. She was bending over, filing some forms away. Her ass was just perfect, and I said to myself “nice ass”.
“Sorry, what was that Ms Louise?”
Shit! I’d said it out loud. Oh, fuck it. “I was just thinking you’ve got a nice ass Lily.”
“Thank you, Ms Louise.”
“Your boyfriend must be really special, as you look gorgeous.”
“Thank you, Ms Louise. I really like him. Or at least I did, He was my ‘one’, then I found out he was fucking some little trollope in his work and got her pregnant….”
“Sorry to hear that Lily.”
“Don’t be. Two can play that game. Every time he’s ‘working late’ and seeing that little slapper, I’ve rang one of his mates up, got dressed up, and let him fuck me, and I mean fuck. No niceties, a good honest, hard fuck, nothings off boundaries. The best one was where I had four of them at the same time, one in my pussy, one in my ass, and two in my mouth. I was drenched in their cum. And I fucking loved it, I loved being their bitch, the slut that’ll let them do anything and everything. What his mates don’t know, is that I’m filming it all, it’s going onto the internet, I want him to know that all his mates have fucked his woman, in his bed, in his house, and she’s fucking loved it.”
“Wow! I’m fucking speechless Lily! I’d never have guessed the prime and proper Lily has really a raving cum slut. I think I suddenly need my PA to attend this Toulouse seminar. The seminar is shit, but the cocktail parties always end up with me getting fucked once or twice. You see, like you Lily, I’m a total cum slut too. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband, he just doesn’t satisfy me, in any way. In fact, he’s just shit at it. He fucked me this morning, three minutes, spunked and left for work. Took a good half hour or so to bring myself to a level where I was happy.
“Anyway, changing subject….do you have a cocktail dress or two?”
“No Ms Louise”
“Fancy the afternoon off? I’ve a few dresses at home, there maybe one or two that’d be suitable if altered.”
“That’d be good. I’ve just got a couple of things to sort out, and I’ll cancel lunch with Trisha. Where am I going to and how do I get there?”
“Don’t be silly Lily, I’ll drive us there!”
So, two hours later, we’re pulling up at mine. As we go in, I ask if she’d like a drink.
“Coffee please Ms Louise.”
“Lily, just Louise, or Lou even, please, you’re a guest in my house, there is no need for the work formality here. And I don’t know how you take it.”
“Black, one sugar please Lou.”
“Like your men?”
“Sorry?”
“Your coffee, black…like your men.”
“I’ve never….”
“Don’t worry Lily, I was joking. I’ve never either.” I reply. “Here,” as I hand her her drink, “follow me” as we go upstairs. I lead the way, I’d have love to follow. Lily had a great walk, her hips rocked, her ass is fantastic. If I saw her in town, I’d follow her for mile upon mile. I lead her into my bedroom, my walk-in closet is off it. Immediately, I saw that I’d left my wand out, lying on the unmade bed, covered in my juices. Maybe Lily wouldn’t notice. She seemed more concerned with the dresses, as she rushed into the dressing room, and I could hear her squealing with delight. I left her, she came bounding out…
“Lou, Lou, they’re my size, can I try them one? Please, I’ve always dreamed of a pair of Labourtains, I’ve never even seen a pair…until now. Please Lou?”
Well, they’re weren’t my favourite pair, they are a little scuffed, I’ll reward her later, I had plans.
“Not just yet Lily, we’ve a dress to find for you first. We’ll play ‘dress up’ later”
“Ok Lou, I’ve seen one or two I really like, and one that’s probably not really ‘cocktail’. Shall I show you?”
“Please”
Lily choose well. The three gowns she brought forward always got me fucked, in fact one of them caused me to be gangbanged…although the fact that it was clear I had no knickers on may have helped. I wonder how far I can push Lily? I was aiming on her being naked at some stage, very minimum. She was certainly going to be trying that dress on without her knickers. ...or losing them in the process.
She went back into the dressing room, keeping her back to me, she undid her blouse and slid it off. I was a bit disappointed to see a vest top underneath, maybe she’s a tad shy and the rage against the twat boyfriend has brought out her inner slut. Today’s bra, certainly from the back, looked plain and white, it remained firmly encasing her tits. It’d be off in a minute or two, I’d make sure of that, her picks didn’t allow for bra straps. She unzipped her trousers, letting the fall to her calves, then bending to get them over her feet. Her ass, encased in a white pair of no-VPL panties, was a sight to behold. I had to hold myself back, I just wanted to grab her hips, smoother it in kiss, smell her sex, feel her wetness, hold back Lou. Later. She’ll be squirming later.
Lily, wiggled into the first gown, an off the shoulder number in a very dark green, a gown that clung to the curves down to the hips, and then fell away, aided and abetted by the slash to the thigh. She looked gorgeous in it.
“You look fantastic Lily, we just need to make one or two adjustments.”
I’ll be honest, the adjustments were more for me, this dress didn’t need altering in any way. It so fitted her. It fitted her better than me. I was jealous. I was horny. I wanted her. I had to wait. I walked over to her.
“It doesn’t really work with a white bra strap showing, any bra strap showing”, and with that, I slid it down off her bare shoulder. I did the same with the other one, and then flicked the clasps, “would you like to remove it, or like me to?” I whispered quietly in her ear.
“You” The reply was barely audible.
Slowly, I reached round in front of her, my hand gently running down her skin, I slipped it under the gown, and down her left breast, it was so firm, so smooth, I spread my fingers apart as I brushed the first one over her nipple, by the time I’d brushed them all over it, it was standing firm and proud. Lily’s responsive. I slowly pulled her bra out from under the gown, deliberately brushing her nipple again. Was that a small intake of breath Lily? I turned, and selected a pair of black strappy sandals, only a 3” heel. “Here, come sit on the bed, I’ll put them on you.”
Lily was doing as she was told. If she’d not seen the wand by now, she was almost sitting on it. She offered her right foot first, I admired the painted red toe nails. Fastened up, she swapped legs, showing me her crotch briefly. The slash on this side of the skirt exposed 90% of her leg. She looked delicious. When she stood, the gown hung beautifully. I got her to walk back into the dressing room, and I videoed her as she walked towards me, every stride exposing her leg. She looked sexy a fuck, yet this was just the beginning.
“You look hot Lily”, I commented.
“Thanks Lou. I feel sexy in this. I love the slash to my thigh! I love the sandals, I love wearing heels, he just won’t let me.”
“Whys that, apart from being a dickhead!”
“He’s only an inch or so taller than me. Small man syndrome! Small man in every sense, if you know what I mean Lou.”
“Let me guess, you have to ask if it’s in.”
“All the time. All the fucking time.”
“Sounds like you’re finding your mojo elsewhere though. Especially fucking four blokes at once.”
“I know, such a slut, aren’t I?”
“No, no Lily. Just a frustrated woman finding her needs met elsewhere. Don’t forget, I empathise with this. Can you keep a secret, I’ve a young fucktoy, thick as two short planks, uncouth in every way, but he’s got a fucking cock on him, and he knows how to use it. And he can cum on demand.”
“Sounds delightful”, Lily cooed, “I love being covered in cum. It makes me feel such a whore.”
“Whore Lily?”
“Yeah Lou, that twat won’t be able to tell if his mates cum in my pussy, but he can tell how much cum they spray over my face, and how much I scoop up and swallow, before I clean them up.”
“Would you like me to show him this little video?”
“Keep filming….”
She pulled away from me, and slipped her gown off her shoulder, exposing her left breast. It was perfect, firm, round, big dark areola, nice hard nipple. When the gown was pulled down to reveal her right breast, I let out a little whistle. Lily blushed, and smiled. She knew what she was doing, her waist was tiny, her belly button pierced, a little wiggle, and the gown fell from her hips. She looked ravishing, black strappy sandals, tiny little white panties, a beautiful pair of breasts. I wanted her, I so wanted her.
I was going to force the issue, I picked her next gown, a Liz Hurley copy. You know the one, with a huge slash held together with safety pins, the snakes it way south from the cleavage, over to a hip, then back across towards the opposite ankle. This was the kind of dress that, if underwear was to be worn, it had to be minimal. I never wore any, it made it easier to be finger fucked by any randy old fuckers who felt they had a chance. And many tried, many succeeded, and most fucked me anyway. But then they would, I’m a slut.
“Would you like me to help you dress?”
“Please Lou, I’d like that a lot”, Lily replied, emphasising the word ‘like’. I’m getting all the signals. I placed the camera on the dressing table, and walked over to her. I took her hand, and led her to the dressing room.
“We need to change shoes”, I had some in mind, some 6” high block stilettos in black patent leather, covered in pointed studs.
When she saw them, it was “Oh wow Lou, they’re lovely. You’re making me feel so special.”
We walked back into the main bedroom, and I sat her on the end of the bed. She offered me a foot in turn, I gently undid the sandal, then slid the ‘studs’ on in their place. Slowly, unsteadily, Lily stood. She towered on those heels. We should probably have kept the shoes off before we got her into this gown, but I wanted her to feel a little helpless, and need my help. And she did. Slowly, I help her step into the gown, her breasts just inches from my face, I wanted to lick them, flick my tongue over her nipples, tease them, bite them.…. I’d wait. It’d be worth it, I’m sure.
Once on, the gown looked stunning on her. Lily looked stunning in it. If anything, it was slightly too small for her, her cleavage left little to the imagination, a fraction of an inch either way, and we’d be entering nipslip terrority, not that that is a bad thing. There was plenty of hip on show, and plenty of leg from the slash that almost went to her crotch. I showed her the video briefly.
“Hmm”, she murmured, “I think I need to lose the panties, don’t you Lou?”
“Well”, I replied, “I’ve never worn any when wearing this gown. I like the results I get.”
“I bet you do”, she laughed. “will you remove them for me? I don’t think I can manage to get them down in these heels, I still feel a little unsteady.”
“of course, I will”. Damn fucking right I will. It’ll be my pleasure!
Slowly I ran my hands up the outside of her thigh, they were so smooth, and slowly reached fabric. I gently hooked a finger in the waistband on each side, and started to slide them down. I so wanted to see her sex. It’d wait. It won’t be long now Lou. Won’t be long.
As I was kneeling at Lily’s feet, helping get her panties over her shoes, I laughed.
“What’s funny?”
“Oh, I bet you never thought your boss would be removing your panties?”
“No Ms Louise, it never crossed my mind.”
“Less of the formal Lily!”
“Why Ms Louise, would you have to punish me?”
“Weeeelllllll”
“Oh please. Please punish me. I’ve been very naughty. I’ve been having naughty thoughts about eating your cunt out, and then working that wand on your clit”
“Is that why your panties are damp?” I ask, feeling the dampness on the crotch of them.
“Yes” she whispered.
Slowly I stood up, her panties in my hand, and raised them to my nose. I took a long hard inhale of her muskiness. “I can’t wait” is all I said. I took a step closer to her, invaded her personal space, put my mouth by her ear, “Do you like this gown Lily?”
“Yes”, she whispered.
“Do you think you look hot in it Lily?”
“Yes”
“Do you think anyone who saw you in it would want to fuck you Lily?”
“Yes”
“I’ve seen you in it Lily. Do you think I want to fuck you?”
“Yes”
“Are you still having dirty thoughts Lily?
“Yes, Ms Louise.”
“You naughty girl Lily, Do I need to spank your bottom?”
“Yes, Ms Louise. You need to spank my bottom, and film yourself doing it.”
“That is naughty Lily. Is it going to go on your channel?”
“Yes”
“Without asking me?”
“Yes.”
“You naughty little minx. I like you. I like you a lot.” I slipped my hand into the slash on her hip, and ran it down the crease to her thigh. “You want me to, don’t you?”
“Yes” she whispered, barely audible
“I want to meet your foursome.”
“OK, if I can meet your fucktoy.”
“You will, Lily, you will.”
Slowly I edged towards her pussy, her lips were damp, I slipped one in, then two, three…. she took an intake of breath.
“We’ve still another gown to go” I whisper, “you have to try it on, I have to dress you, you can put it on your site, I want you to put it on your site, I want you….” I left it there, trailing off into the distance. Lily’s breathing was deep. I withdrew my fingers, I wanted to lick them clean, to taste her, but I also wanted her to do it. I placed my fingers by her mouth, those red lips opened slightly, the tip of her tongue exposed. I placed my fingers on her bottom lip, her tongue flicked over them, her top lip came down, she sucked them in, her tongue all over them, cleaning them of her juice, and then she started flicking the tip of my middle finger, slowly, gently, deliberately, teasingly, I couldn’t wait for her to have my cunt on the end of her tongue, fucking my pussy with it…
But first, gown change, the one she’s about to try on is one of my favourites, I always get cock when wearing it, it leaves nothing to the imagination, but then it is shear from neck to hem, backless, to the top of your buttocks, split up the left hip, and yet I wanted her in lingerie first.
I moved away from Lily, and walked over to my drawers. “Do you mind wearing something else of mine?”
“No, of course not Lou.”
I found a pair of seamed stockings, with red lace tops, hold ups, but what I had in mind, it would be good to have a bit of both worlds. I’d not worn them, this pair at least, all though they were one of my favourite pairs, I have several as they go with either black or red lingerie. I found what I was looking for, a halter neck body, red, and shear. I turned to Lily, “I think this would look divine on you, with these stockings, and those Lobourtains you want to try on”
“Oh, Lou, you’re the best boss ever.” I smiled, I felt like a c***d in a sweet shop, it’s almost as if I was getting what I wanted. And right now, I wanted Lily. I lay them on the bed, and walked over and fetched the shoes she so desired. “Here, let me get you out of this gown. I slipped it off her shoulder. No need for subtlety now, as I teased it over her breast, and gently rubbed each nipple, cupped and squeezed each breast. They were as perfect feeling as they looked, her breathing intensified again, I was watching her in the full-length mirror, she had a lovely glow about her. I reminded myself to thank that dickless wonder of a boyfriend, as without him, maybe she’d not be stood here, in my bedroom, naked (except those killer heels), as the dress slipped over her hips.
“Wow” I exclaimed. She was fucking stunning. “He looks elsewhere! How fucking stupid is he?”
Lily laughed, “Very! He never even notices when I shave completely, or just trim. He never even took the hint when I trimmed it into an arrow pointing at my pussy. His best mate loved it though!”
“I bet he did! Just your pubes, or your whole cunt?”
“Cunt, mouth, arse, fucking me in the pub toilets while he was having a few drinks with the dickhead. I think he even walked in for a piss while I was sat on his mate’s cock. Stupid cunt!”
“Lily, you really are a slut, a slut from my own heart. We’re going to have so much fun in Toulouse. I think I want to paint your nails, now, bright red, then apply some bright red lippy, I’ve the same shade as the soles of the shoes”
“Oh pur-lease Lou”, lily squealed, sitting back on the bed, and throwing her foot at me, opening her pussy up slightly, showing it glisten with moisture. It was going to take some concentration, knowing she was open just a leg length away, open and willing, and eager. Lily suited scarlet. Her tanned skin, her dark hair, her brown eyes, her scarlet woman nature. I was going to enjoy this. Varnish done, make up done, hair pulled back into a ponytail, with added wax, she looked good. Slowly I eased a stocking over her foot, round her ankle, making sure the heel was lined up properly, up her calf, making sure it was straight, on up over her knee, upwards towards her pleasure zone, I judged the sizing correctly, they stopped just 2/3s of the way up her thigh. Repeating it with the other one, she already looked hot as hell wearing just a pair of stockings, the red tops highlighting her nakedness, her beautifully trimmed strip of pubic hair. I helped her step into the body, lifting it over her head. It was going to need ‘straightening’ out, so I started at the top making sure each strip covered her breasts, that her nipples were clearly visible, that her belly button decoration was visible, that it sat over her hips straight, that the thong back came up straight between her buttocks, and now the best bit, the crotch area, what was basically a small see through strip to her waist band. I hooked my thumbs in, and slipped then slowly down, towards her sex. She stopped breathing, waiting for contact, I was teasing, there was none, I smoothed it out, rubbing her clit from the outside, pushing the material into her pussy, soaking it with her juice, then pulled away! Leaving her wanting more. I picked up one of the shoes, knelt at her feet, my face level with her pussy. I took a deep breath, it was nectar to my nostrils. “You smell lovely Lily, sorry but I can’t help myself….” I buried my face in her crotch, taking in her smell, her wetness, I extended my tongue, and teased her clit through the thin material. Boy was she responsive. There was a huge intake of breath, it was deep, it was loud, I carried on flicking her bud.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop Lou, fuck my cunt with your tongue, did you hear that bitch, fuck my cunt….”
I stopped, “Did you just call me ‘bitch’?”
“Yes, Ms Louise, I did.”
“Let’s get this straight Lily. I’m your boss. You. Are. MY. Bitch. You are mine to use, how I want, when I want, where I want. And what I want right now is to see you in this gown. Looking like the fucking little slut you deserve to be. |I have every intention of eating your cunt today, but when I’m ready, not when you demand it. Do you understand?”
“Yes”
“Yes WHAT?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“That’s better.”
And with that I went back to the task in hand of slipping the 6” heel Lobourtains onto her stockinged feet. I stood her in front of the mirror. “What do you see Lily?”
“I see a beautiful sexy woman Lou.”
“Sorry?”
“I see a fucking dirty slut Mistress, a slut about to get fucked.”
“So do I Lily, so do I.”
She stepped into the gown, and I pulled it up over her hips, and her breasts, to her neck. I knew it fastened at the back, I moved her hair out of the way, and did the fastening up, kissing the nape of her neck. I got my mouth close to her ear. Quietly, I whispered, “You look stunning Lily. Stand there and admire your beauty. You wear this so well, so well in fact that you can keep it, everything you’ve got on.”
“Thank you. I don’t know how I can thank you.”
“Oh, I do!”
“I’m sure you do Mistress. Will I be covered in cum?”
“You may. But not necessarily.”
“Will I enjoy it Mistress?”
“Quite possibly. But not always. I reserve the right to inflict pain purely for my pleasure.” I saw a smirk cross her face. Not for long, just long enough. She clearly didn’t intend me to see it, but see it I did. “I can’t believe your little dickhead boyfriend looks elsewhere Lily. You are absolutely fucking drop dead gorgeous. You emit beauty as if it was going out of fashion, you radiate sex, your aura screams fuck me. We need to film you walking around in this gown, and sitting cross legged, I want to see how much leg is on show.”
“Certainly Mistress”, Lily replied.
“This evening, it’s just Lou. You’ve learned your place in the greater picture, but for the time being, you can just call me Lou.”
“Thanks Lou”, she smiled, “I just can’t get over how nice you’re being to me, and how turned on you’ve made me.”
“It’s all in a day’s work Lily, all in a day’s work. One thing though, no one in work must ever find out. If word gets out, I’ll fire you, I am the boss after all.”
“Yes Lou, I understand.”
“shall I tell you a story about me, that happened while I was wearing this gown?”
“Please do. I won’t repeat a word of it.”
“You better not”, I scolded, “it happened at a trade fair, or rather the formal dinner at the end of it. I’d had to take HIM with me, he insisted, as the hotel had a good – so he said – golf course attached to it. He didn’t give a fuck about the awards, or whether I won one. I don’t even think he noticed my gown. I had my hair up, some lovely hoop earrings, not massive, but big enough, black nipple covers, heart shaped, I wasn’t wearing a bra under this at the time, and it was before I bought this bodysuit to go underneath. I picked a black thong, quite plain, but two sizes two small, so I had a very clear camel toe, and those heels”, pointing at the ones Lily was wearing. “As the night wore on, and the free bar was hammered, HE decided he was going to have an early night, as he had a tee booked for the crack of dawn. I stayed, I was having fun. I was enjoying being the centre of attention of a group pf delegates from the South West, I was enjoying being felt up. The conversation was getting lewder and lewder, until one of them finally said it. ‘Are they gauges to see how thick your next cock is. If there’s space to spare, they can fuck off!’ I laughed. I’d never thought of that. ‘No, not at all’ I replied. ‘As long as he can get it up…. you can get it up, can’t you?’ He laughed. ‘I’ve never had any complaints.’ ‘Famous last words, there’s always a first time.’ Just then, one of their party came in and said that the night club was open, and the bar was shutting. Well, it could be put on company expenses, after all, it is my company, so we adjourned to the club, five west country yokels, and me. I didn’t care that HE’d gone upstairs to our room, I was having a hell of a lot of fun. Anyway, we went in, there was a few people in there, mainly old men leeching after younger totty, there were a couple on the dance floor, he was all over her, he had two big handfuls of her ass, she wasn’t stopping him. She was playing with his ear, her head rested on his other shoulder. Wurzel One got the round in, I had yet another G&T, and while he did that, I excused myself to powder my nose. Cocky Wurzel was getting his hole tonight, I was randy as hell, I wanted cock, I didn’t care whose, or how big. I removed my nipple covers, and tweaked them, so they stood hard and proud against the thin material of my gown. I was feeling so naughty, I wiped my thong off as well. My pussy was soaking, it smelt of my sex, as it had been rammed tightly up my snatch all evening. I was about to put it in my purse, when I changed my mind. I sat on the loo, slipped my gown to one side, and started to work them into my pussy. Every cock that cum in me was going to soak them further, I wanted them sopping with cum. I touched my lippy up, and walked back out. Cocky Wurzel spotted me instantly. ‘Fucking hell’, he said, ‘you’re fucking filthy, you fucking slut.’ ‘You wouldn’t know half of it’ I replied, now let’s dance, and let’s see if your cock is as good as you say it is. The songs were cheesy, his moves were cheesy, I hoped his bell end wasn’t. He pawed me a bit, he pushed my gown into my cleavage, to expose both my tits, he kissed them, pulled them, pinched them, gentle and subtle weren’t his middle name. He was grabbing my arse, the gown pulled across so everyone could see, I didn’t care. I was rubbing his cock through his trousers. It felt good. It felt thick. Not that long, but thick enough. ‘Do I need to get my gauges out?’ I asked. ‘I doubt you’re bothered are you, you just want my cock don’t you, you fucking slut?’ ‘Yours…and theirs’, pointing across at his colleagues. ‘I don’t care if you take turns, or fuck me all at once, but I’m fucking gagging. Let’s go.’ I felt like going back to my room. I didn’t care if HE was disturbed, but Cocky Wurzel suggested his room, and got a couple of bottles of champers from the bar. We got the lift up to their floor, I was being royally groped, hands over my ass, tits being grabbed, and Cocky Wurzel had three fingers in my cunt, fucking it furiously, my cunt was soaking. We walked down the corridor, I had a cock I each hand, they were firm, they were thick, one still had a foreskin, I hoped it was clean. We got to one of their rooms, I was shown in and just let my gown slip to the floor. There was no need for it to be ripped, I was going to fuck them all anyway. I strode over to the desk, placed my hands on it, stuck my ass out, legs apart. ‘Who’s first’ I ordered. One of the older ones was already naked, bit overweight, but hard already. ‘Don’t mind if I do’ he said, stood behind, and rubbed his cock up and down my cunt. Cheeky fucker was using my juices to lube it up, and he adjusted himself, and I felt him push slowly against my asshole. I wasn’t expecting that so soon. At least he seemed to know what he was doing, easing it in, letting me adjust and get used to it. Then he pulled me back, and he fell onto the bed. I was on top, his cock deep in my ass, my legs spread wide, my cunt glistening and inviting. ‘Come on boys, I need another one’ I ordered. Cocky Wurzel took the mantle, his cock was as nice as it had felt. Yet he was rushing it, going at it like a teenager. Perhaps he was all bluff after all. Two in, and still three to accommodate. Next Wurzel wasted no time in stripping, and presenting his cock to me mouth. His mate followed suit, one from each side, taking turns to ram their meat down my throat. I was being such a slut, yet I wasn’t finished. There was a fifth Wurzel, naked, with a toned body. I grabbed a minute between face fucks to order him to lube up Cocky Wurzel’s asshole, and make himself busy fucking him. Cocky Wurzel protested, Toned Wurzel got busy. ‘No complaints, remember’ and then I went back to greedily taking the two cocks in mouth. It went on for a good couple of hours, they’d all fucked my cunt, my ass, my mouth, Cocky Wurzel and been fucked up the arse twice, and it turned out he loved sucking cock too. If he wasn’t Bi before that night, he was now. At the end, I just about managed to get my thong out of my pussy, and slipped it back on. I stunk of sex, I stunk of fucking. I had cum running down my thighs, on my tits, my face, and in my hair. I didn’t care. I looked back at the Wurzels, spent, knackered, fucked, they’d had a good night, I’d had a good night, and I shut the door and made my way back to my room, dress in one hand, bottle of champagne in the other, a big shit eating grin on my face.
As I put my card in my room door, a cleaner was coming out. HE’d already left for his fucking golf game, she’d been in and tidied up. ‘Someone looks like they’ve had a good night’ she said. She was barely 19 years old, blonde, petit, in that horrible uniform tunic they must wear. I stopped her cart, and pushed it back into the room, and closed the door. ‘It’s been good, but it’s about to get a whole lot better’ and I pinned her against the wall and kissed her. There was no response, perhaps she was scared, then I felt her tongue flick mine, her hand holds the back of my neck, her other one holding my back, sliding down to my ass. I pulled her tunic up over her waist, got to the waistband of her tights, and pushed my hand down, inside her pants, and got to her pussy. I ran my hand over her lips, teased them apart, rubbed her bud, squeezed it between my fingers and thumbs. ‘Do you want me to kiss you there?’ ‘Yes’ she replied breathlessly. I dropped to my knees, pulled her tights down to her knees, her little panties to one side, and slowly worked my tongue into her, all the time gently working on her clit. She didn’t last long before she was quivering, and her legs gave way, she was there, slumped against the wall, tights round her knees, panties pulled to one side, pussy on show, tunic up around her chest, bra pulled up exposing a tiny tit. I got her a drink of water, and helped her back to her feet. I covered her tits up, and straightened her panties back out. They’ll smell of her sex for the rest of the day, and pulled her tights back up. I straightened her tunic back out, smoothed out some of the creases, and kissed her on the cheeks. I whispered into her ear ‘That good night just got excellent’ and with that I showed her out of the door. HE never asked where I was, although I later found out the club was still going when he went out, so I presume HE thought I was in there. But this gown holds that memory of a glorious night where I was just totally driven by wanton lust.”
“Wow Lou, I can’t wait for Toulouse.”
“I expect you to work Lily, while we’re there.”
“Of course Lou, I’ll be completely professional, as I always try to be.”
“You are Lily, professional in your duties, it’s why I like you, it’s why I trust you to be my PA, and I want to trust you to be a lover.”
She turned, looked me straight in the eyes, came close to me, and quietly said, “You can. 100%. What happens in these rooms stays in these rooms. Unless you want them to go on my site.”
“Good girl. Now where did I leave my dildo?”
"It's on the bed Lou."
"So it is, for now."
I walked up to Lily, stood right in her face, her face inches from mine. Without a word, I leant forward to kiss her. Like a good slut, she responded, her mouth open, the tip of her tongue flicking mine. Fuck it, I grabbed her round the neck and pulled her into me. I wanted her, I'd wanted her all afternoon, this bitch was going to get it. I ran my hands round to the nape of her neck and started to unzip her. The gown fell to the floor in a heap around her feet. My hands moved down her back, cupping her buttocks. I was right, she had a fine ass. I eased her body of her shoulders, I wanted her exposed, not that she felt vunerable in her nakedness, I just wanted to take it all in.
As I helped her out of it, I knelt at her feet. It was there, right in front of me, glistening, wet, inviting. I couldn't help myself. I ran my fingers up her lips, gently brushing her bud. "More", she panted. I wasn't anyway near as gentle the next time, brutal would be a better word to use, forceably rubbing her bud. "Oh god yes Lou, yes Lou, YES LOU!" She wanted me, it was full steam ahead. Oh, I couldn't help myself, I buried my face into her pussy. My tongue darted in and out, she was nectar. Her knees buckled, she collapsed on me.
"Fuck Lou, that was fantastic!"
"Pass me that dildo slut!"
She did what she was instructed, I didn't lubricate it, she was that soaking she wasn't going to need it anyway. I teased the tip up and down her cunt a couple of times, she was begging me for it, I wanted her to beg. I was no longer going to beat around the bush, this slut was getting fucked, I rammed it into her cunt, hard and fast. She was screaming for more. I reached over for the wand, holding it firmly on her bud, as I rammed that dildo into her pussy. She was screaming for more, begging me to fuck her.
"I cumming" she screamed, "I'm cumming, fuck, fuck , fuck, FUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!!!"
And with that she squirted over me.
"Oh my god" was all she could say.
"You've never done that before, have you?"
"Lou, I'm really sorry, look at the state of your clothes"
"Lily, calm down. They'll wash.", and with that I stood up, and reached for the video, and held it over her. "So Lily, how was that?"
"Fucking fantastic. I've never cum like that before, I've never squirted before, I've never been eaten out by my boss before."
"Was that a good afternoon off work then?"
"Yes."
HE has already left for work, he works long and hard hours, often away. It pays for the nice cars, the expensive clothes, the good house, the indoor pool, it provided the money for me to start up my own business. Life’s good. It’s such a shame HE is a shit shag. Especially in the morning. No foreplay, straight in, a few grunts, a little dribble, and he’s into the shower rushing to get out and beat the motorway traffic. It leaves me so unsatisfied. Good job I’ve an account with Ann Summers, and have a selection of self-help toys, as I need to finish the job of myself most of the time. Like I did this morning.
Being the boss has its perks. I don’t have to rush in for 8:45 like I expect my staff to. I expect them to put the hours in, they’re rewarded financially. I don’t tolerate slackers, I fuck them off very quickly, and as the years have gone on, I’ve a very loyal, hardworking core of people, who I know I can rely on to deliver the goods.
I drop the towel, and gaze at my body. My tits are still nice and firm, a nice C-cup. Not big, not small, but firm enough to allow nights out braless. My stomachs flat, my waist narrow, my hips wide. My ass has padding, it moves and wobbles at times. There’s definite junk in the trunk there. It goes against the firmness of the rest of my body, and I could work at it in the gym, but I like it just the way it is. I fill a pair of jeans, I like the glances from the males of the world. “Hell, yeah Lou, you’re working it yet again.”
I go over to the drawers, black opaque stockings picked, I sit on the bed, and roll them slowly up my legs. I pull them all the way up, until they stop just below my smooth pleasure zone. The elastic in the tops holding tight on my thighs. I choose a matching red bra and thong set, trimmed with a little black lace, so subtle you must look real close to see it. I fasten the bra, and turn it round, and put my arms through the straps. I love the sheer material, that it doesn’t hide my pierced nipples. But then the thong barely covers my strip of pubic hair. I decided not to trim it all away yesterday...not that HE noticed. Makes you wonder why I bother sometimes.
Over to the wardrobe, I pick a dark grey suit, the skirt coming to just above my knees, with a split up the front of about four or five inches. I pick out a red blouse, thin in material, but goes all the way to my neck. No need to show cleavage today, there’s very little left to the imagination with the transparency of both my blouse and bra! Last thing are my heels, red today I think, just the 3.5” heel on them. One last look in the mirror, apply some bright scarlet lipstick…. yeah, good to go.
The journey to work was uneventful, as usual. The sales team were busy at work, we’ve a new commission, and it needs selling to our regular client base, as it’s a little out of the ordinary. Karl from accounts approaches, but I wave him away. He always seems to want to run this, or that, passed me, it’s always on spreadsheets that he feels the need to show me, I’m sure it’s just to try and get a look down my blouse. If the stories I hear are true, then he has a decent sized cock, just doesn’t know quite how to use it. I should maybe give him a blowjob one day, just to satisfy my curiosity. Today’s not that day though.
Lily, my PA, greets me warmly, as always, and says she’ll bring my coffee through in a couple of minutes, which she does. She hands me my mail also, bills for this, for that, a few order enquiries, and an invite to a trade seminar in Toulouse. Lily potters about the office, immaculately dressed as always, cream blouse, vest top underneath it, black trousers, and ballet pump shoes. I wish she’d wear heels, but she never does. She was bending over, filing some forms away. Her ass was just perfect, and I said to myself “nice ass”.
“Sorry, what was that Ms Louise?”
Shit! I’d said it out loud. Oh, fuck it. “I was just thinking you’ve got a nice ass Lily.”
“Thank you, Ms Louise.”
“Your boyfriend must be really special, as you look gorgeous.”
“Thank you, Ms Louise. I really like him. Or at least I did, He was my ‘one’, then I found out he was fucking some little trollope in his work and got her pregnant….”
“Sorry to hear that Lily.”
“Don’t be. Two can play that game. Every time he’s ‘working late’ and seeing that little slapper, I’ve rang one of his mates up, got dressed up, and let him fuck me, and I mean fuck. No niceties, a good honest, hard fuck, nothings off boundaries. The best one was where I had four of them at the same time, one in my pussy, one in my ass, and two in my mouth. I was drenched in their cum. And I fucking loved it, I loved being their bitch, the slut that’ll let them do anything and everything. What his mates don’t know, is that I’m filming it all, it’s going onto the internet, I want him to know that all his mates have fucked his woman, in his bed, in his house, and she’s fucking loved it.”
“Wow! I’m fucking speechless Lily! I’d never have guessed the prime and proper Lily has really a raving cum slut. I think I suddenly need my PA to attend this Toulouse seminar. The seminar is shit, but the cocktail parties always end up with me getting fucked once or twice. You see, like you Lily, I’m a total cum slut too. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband, he just doesn’t satisfy me, in any way. In fact, he’s just shit at it. He fucked me this morning, three minutes, spunked and left for work. Took a good half hour or so to bring myself to a level where I was happy.
“Anyway, changing subject….do you have a cocktail dress or two?”
“No Ms Louise”
“Fancy the afternoon off? I’ve a few dresses at home, there maybe one or two that’d be suitable if altered.”
“That’d be good. I’ve just got a couple of things to sort out, and I’ll cancel lunch with Trisha. Where am I going to and how do I get there?”
“Don’t be silly Lily, I’ll drive us there!”
So, two hours later, we’re pulling up at mine. As we go in, I ask if she’d like a drink.
“Coffee please Ms Louise.”
“Lily, just Louise, or Lou even, please, you’re a guest in my house, there is no need for the work formality here. And I don’t know how you take it.”
“Black, one sugar please Lou.”
“Like your men?”
“Sorry?”
“Your coffee, black…like your men.”
“I’ve never….”
“Don’t worry Lily, I was joking. I’ve never either.” I reply. “Here,” as I hand her her drink, “follow me” as we go upstairs. I lead the way, I’d have love to follow. Lily had a great walk, her hips rocked, her ass is fantastic. If I saw her in town, I’d follow her for mile upon mile. I lead her into my bedroom, my walk-in closet is off it. Immediately, I saw that I’d left my wand out, lying on the unmade bed, covered in my juices. Maybe Lily wouldn’t notice. She seemed more concerned with the dresses, as she rushed into the dressing room, and I could hear her squealing with delight. I left her, she came bounding out…
“Lou, Lou, they’re my size, can I try them one? Please, I’ve always dreamed of a pair of Labourtains, I’ve never even seen a pair…until now. Please Lou?”
Well, they’re weren’t my favourite pair, they are a little scuffed, I’ll reward her later, I had plans.
“Not just yet Lily, we’ve a dress to find for you first. We’ll play ‘dress up’ later”
“Ok Lou, I’ve seen one or two I really like, and one that’s probably not really ‘cocktail’. Shall I show you?”
“Please”
Lily choose well. The three gowns she brought forward always got me fucked, in fact one of them caused me to be gangbanged…although the fact that it was clear I had no knickers on may have helped. I wonder how far I can push Lily? I was aiming on her being naked at some stage, very minimum. She was certainly going to be trying that dress on without her knickers. ...or losing them in the process.
She went back into the dressing room, keeping her back to me, she undid her blouse and slid it off. I was a bit disappointed to see a vest top underneath, maybe she’s a tad shy and the rage against the twat boyfriend has brought out her inner slut. Today’s bra, certainly from the back, looked plain and white, it remained firmly encasing her tits. It’d be off in a minute or two, I’d make sure of that, her picks didn’t allow for bra straps. She unzipped her trousers, letting the fall to her calves, then bending to get them over her feet. Her ass, encased in a white pair of no-VPL panties, was a sight to behold. I had to hold myself back, I just wanted to grab her hips, smoother it in kiss, smell her sex, feel her wetness, hold back Lou. Later. She’ll be squirming later.
Lily, wiggled into the first gown, an off the shoulder number in a very dark green, a gown that clung to the curves down to the hips, and then fell away, aided and abetted by the slash to the thigh. She looked gorgeous in it.
“You look fantastic Lily, we just need to make one or two adjustments.”
I’ll be honest, the adjustments were more for me, this dress didn’t need altering in any way. It so fitted her. It fitted her better than me. I was jealous. I was horny. I wanted her. I had to wait. I walked over to her.
“It doesn’t really work with a white bra strap showing, any bra strap showing”, and with that, I slid it down off her bare shoulder. I did the same with the other one, and then flicked the clasps, “would you like to remove it, or like me to?” I whispered quietly in her ear.
“You” The reply was barely audible.
Slowly, I reached round in front of her, my hand gently running down her skin, I slipped it under the gown, and down her left breast, it was so firm, so smooth, I spread my fingers apart as I brushed the first one over her nipple, by the time I’d brushed them all over it, it was standing firm and proud. Lily’s responsive. I slowly pulled her bra out from under the gown, deliberately brushing her nipple again. Was that a small intake of breath Lily? I turned, and selected a pair of black strappy sandals, only a 3” heel. “Here, come sit on the bed, I’ll put them on you.”
Lily was doing as she was told. If she’d not seen the wand by now, she was almost sitting on it. She offered her right foot first, I admired the painted red toe nails. Fastened up, she swapped legs, showing me her crotch briefly. The slash on this side of the skirt exposed 90% of her leg. She looked delicious. When she stood, the gown hung beautifully. I got her to walk back into the dressing room, and I videoed her as she walked towards me, every stride exposing her leg. She looked sexy a fuck, yet this was just the beginning.
“You look hot Lily”, I commented.
“Thanks Lou. I feel sexy in this. I love the slash to my thigh! I love the sandals, I love wearing heels, he just won’t let me.”
“Whys that, apart from being a dickhead!”
“He’s only an inch or so taller than me. Small man syndrome! Small man in every sense, if you know what I mean Lou.”
“Let me guess, you have to ask if it’s in.”
“All the time. All the fucking time.”
“Sounds like you’re finding your mojo elsewhere though. Especially fucking four blokes at once.”
“I know, such a slut, aren’t I?”
“No, no Lily. Just a frustrated woman finding her needs met elsewhere. Don’t forget, I empathise with this. Can you keep a secret, I’ve a young fucktoy, thick as two short planks, uncouth in every way, but he’s got a fucking cock on him, and he knows how to use it. And he can cum on demand.”
“Sounds delightful”, Lily cooed, “I love being covered in cum. It makes me feel such a whore.”
“Whore Lily?”
“Yeah Lou, that twat won’t be able to tell if his mates cum in my pussy, but he can tell how much cum they spray over my face, and how much I scoop up and swallow, before I clean them up.”
“Would you like me to show him this little video?”
“Keep filming….”
She pulled away from me, and slipped her gown off her shoulder, exposing her left breast. It was perfect, firm, round, big dark areola, nice hard nipple. When the gown was pulled down to reveal her right breast, I let out a little whistle. Lily blushed, and smiled. She knew what she was doing, her waist was tiny, her belly button pierced, a little wiggle, and the gown fell from her hips. She looked ravishing, black strappy sandals, tiny little white panties, a beautiful pair of breasts. I wanted her, I so wanted her.
I was going to force the issue, I picked her next gown, a Liz Hurley copy. You know the one, with a huge slash held together with safety pins, the snakes it way south from the cleavage, over to a hip, then back across towards the opposite ankle. This was the kind of dress that, if underwear was to be worn, it had to be minimal. I never wore any, it made it easier to be finger fucked by any randy old fuckers who felt they had a chance. And many tried, many succeeded, and most fucked me anyway. But then they would, I’m a slut.
“Would you like me to help you dress?”
“Please Lou, I’d like that a lot”, Lily replied, emphasising the word ‘like’. I’m getting all the signals. I placed the camera on the dressing table, and walked over to her. I took her hand, and led her to the dressing room.
“We need to change shoes”, I had some in mind, some 6” high block stilettos in black patent leather, covered in pointed studs.
When she saw them, it was “Oh wow Lou, they’re lovely. You’re making me feel so special.”
We walked back into the main bedroom, and I sat her on the end of the bed. She offered me a foot in turn, I gently undid the sandal, then slid the ‘studs’ on in their place. Slowly, unsteadily, Lily stood. She towered on those heels. We should probably have kept the shoes off before we got her into this gown, but I wanted her to feel a little helpless, and need my help. And she did. Slowly, I help her step into the gown, her breasts just inches from my face, I wanted to lick them, flick my tongue over her nipples, tease them, bite them.…. I’d wait. It’d be worth it, I’m sure.
Once on, the gown looked stunning on her. Lily looked stunning in it. If anything, it was slightly too small for her, her cleavage left little to the imagination, a fraction of an inch either way, and we’d be entering nipslip terrority, not that that is a bad thing. There was plenty of hip on show, and plenty of leg from the slash that almost went to her crotch. I showed her the video briefly.
“Hmm”, she murmured, “I think I need to lose the panties, don’t you Lou?”
“Well”, I replied, “I’ve never worn any when wearing this gown. I like the results I get.”
“I bet you do”, she laughed. “will you remove them for me? I don’t think I can manage to get them down in these heels, I still feel a little unsteady.”
“of course, I will”. Damn fucking right I will. It’ll be my pleasure!
Slowly I ran my hands up the outside of her thigh, they were so smooth, and slowly reached fabric. I gently hooked a finger in the waistband on each side, and started to slide them down. I so wanted to see her sex. It’d wait. It won’t be long now Lou. Won’t be long.
As I was kneeling at Lily’s feet, helping get her panties over her shoes, I laughed.
“What’s funny?”
“Oh, I bet you never thought your boss would be removing your panties?”
“No Ms Louise, it never crossed my mind.”
“Less of the formal Lily!”
“Why Ms Louise, would you have to punish me?”
“Weeeelllllll”
“Oh please. Please punish me. I’ve been very naughty. I’ve been having naughty thoughts about eating your cunt out, and then working that wand on your clit”
“Is that why your panties are damp?” I ask, feeling the dampness on the crotch of them.
“Yes” she whispered.
Slowly I stood up, her panties in my hand, and raised them to my nose. I took a long hard inhale of her muskiness. “I can’t wait” is all I said. I took a step closer to her, invaded her personal space, put my mouth by her ear, “Do you like this gown Lily?”
“Yes”, she whispered.
“Do you think you look hot in it Lily?”
“Yes”
“Do you think anyone who saw you in it would want to fuck you Lily?”
“Yes”
“I’ve seen you in it Lily. Do you think I want to fuck you?”
“Yes”
“Are you still having dirty thoughts Lily?
“Yes, Ms Louise.”
“You naughty girl Lily, Do I need to spank your bottom?”
“Yes, Ms Louise. You need to spank my bottom, and film yourself doing it.”
“That is naughty Lily. Is it going to go on your channel?”
“Yes”
“Without asking me?”
“Yes.”
“You naughty little minx. I like you. I like you a lot.” I slipped my hand into the slash on her hip, and ran it down the crease to her thigh. “You want me to, don’t you?”
“Yes” she whispered, barely audible
“I want to meet your foursome.”
“OK, if I can meet your fucktoy.”
“You will, Lily, you will.”
Slowly I edged towards her pussy, her lips were damp, I slipped one in, then two, three…. she took an intake of breath.
“We’ve still another gown to go” I whisper, “you have to try it on, I have to dress you, you can put it on your site, I want you to put it on your site, I want you….” I left it there, trailing off into the distance. Lily’s breathing was deep. I withdrew my fingers, I wanted to lick them clean, to taste her, but I also wanted her to do it. I placed my fingers by her mouth, those red lips opened slightly, the tip of her tongue exposed. I placed my fingers on her bottom lip, her tongue flicked over them, her top lip came down, she sucked them in, her tongue all over them, cleaning them of her juice, and then she started flicking the tip of my middle finger, slowly, gently, deliberately, teasingly, I couldn’t wait for her to have my cunt on the end of her tongue, fucking my pussy with it…
But first, gown change, the one she’s about to try on is one of my favourites, I always get cock when wearing it, it leaves nothing to the imagination, but then it is shear from neck to hem, backless, to the top of your buttocks, split up the left hip, and yet I wanted her in lingerie first.
I moved away from Lily, and walked over to my drawers. “Do you mind wearing something else of mine?”
“No, of course not Lou.”
I found a pair of seamed stockings, with red lace tops, hold ups, but what I had in mind, it would be good to have a bit of both worlds. I’d not worn them, this pair at least, all though they were one of my favourite pairs, I have several as they go with either black or red lingerie. I found what I was looking for, a halter neck body, red, and shear. I turned to Lily, “I think this would look divine on you, with these stockings, and those Lobourtains you want to try on”
“Oh, Lou, you’re the best boss ever.” I smiled, I felt like a c***d in a sweet shop, it’s almost as if I was getting what I wanted. And right now, I wanted Lily. I lay them on the bed, and walked over and fetched the shoes she so desired. “Here, let me get you out of this gown. I slipped it off her shoulder. No need for subtlety now, as I teased it over her breast, and gently rubbed each nipple, cupped and squeezed each breast. They were as perfect feeling as they looked, her breathing intensified again, I was watching her in the full-length mirror, she had a lovely glow about her. I reminded myself to thank that dickless wonder of a boyfriend, as without him, maybe she’d not be stood here, in my bedroom, naked (except those killer heels), as the dress slipped over her hips.
“Wow” I exclaimed. She was fucking stunning. “He looks elsewhere! How fucking stupid is he?”
Lily laughed, “Very! He never even notices when I shave completely, or just trim. He never even took the hint when I trimmed it into an arrow pointing at my pussy. His best mate loved it though!”
“I bet he did! Just your pubes, or your whole cunt?”
“Cunt, mouth, arse, fucking me in the pub toilets while he was having a few drinks with the dickhead. I think he even walked in for a piss while I was sat on his mate’s cock. Stupid cunt!”
“Lily, you really are a slut, a slut from my own heart. We’re going to have so much fun in Toulouse. I think I want to paint your nails, now, bright red, then apply some bright red lippy, I’ve the same shade as the soles of the shoes”
“Oh pur-lease Lou”, lily squealed, sitting back on the bed, and throwing her foot at me, opening her pussy up slightly, showing it glisten with moisture. It was going to take some concentration, knowing she was open just a leg length away, open and willing, and eager. Lily suited scarlet. Her tanned skin, her dark hair, her brown eyes, her scarlet woman nature. I was going to enjoy this. Varnish done, make up done, hair pulled back into a ponytail, with added wax, she looked good. Slowly I eased a stocking over her foot, round her ankle, making sure the heel was lined up properly, up her calf, making sure it was straight, on up over her knee, upwards towards her pleasure zone, I judged the sizing correctly, they stopped just 2/3s of the way up her thigh. Repeating it with the other one, she already looked hot as hell wearing just a pair of stockings, the red tops highlighting her nakedness, her beautifully trimmed strip of pubic hair. I helped her step into the body, lifting it over her head. It was going to need ‘straightening’ out, so I started at the top making sure each strip covered her breasts, that her nipples were clearly visible, that her belly button decoration was visible, that it sat over her hips straight, that the thong back came up straight between her buttocks, and now the best bit, the crotch area, what was basically a small see through strip to her waist band. I hooked my thumbs in, and slipped then slowly down, towards her sex. She stopped breathing, waiting for contact, I was teasing, there was none, I smoothed it out, rubbing her clit from the outside, pushing the material into her pussy, soaking it with her juice, then pulled away! Leaving her wanting more. I picked up one of the shoes, knelt at her feet, my face level with her pussy. I took a deep breath, it was nectar to my nostrils. “You smell lovely Lily, sorry but I can’t help myself….” I buried my face in her crotch, taking in her smell, her wetness, I extended my tongue, and teased her clit through the thin material. Boy was she responsive. There was a huge intake of breath, it was deep, it was loud, I carried on flicking her bud.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop Lou, fuck my cunt with your tongue, did you hear that bitch, fuck my cunt….”
I stopped, “Did you just call me ‘bitch’?”
“Yes, Ms Louise, I did.”
“Let’s get this straight Lily. I’m your boss. You. Are. MY. Bitch. You are mine to use, how I want, when I want, where I want. And what I want right now is to see you in this gown. Looking like the fucking little slut you deserve to be. |I have every intention of eating your cunt today, but when I’m ready, not when you demand it. Do you understand?”
“Yes”
“Yes WHAT?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“That’s better.”
And with that I went back to the task in hand of slipping the 6” heel Lobourtains onto her stockinged feet. I stood her in front of the mirror. “What do you see Lily?”
“I see a beautiful sexy woman Lou.”
“Sorry?”
“I see a fucking dirty slut Mistress, a slut about to get fucked.”
“So do I Lily, so do I.”
She stepped into the gown, and I pulled it up over her hips, and her breasts, to her neck. I knew it fastened at the back, I moved her hair out of the way, and did the fastening up, kissing the nape of her neck. I got my mouth close to her ear. Quietly, I whispered, “You look stunning Lily. Stand there and admire your beauty. You wear this so well, so well in fact that you can keep it, everything you’ve got on.”
“Thank you. I don’t know how I can thank you.”
“Oh, I do!”
“I’m sure you do Mistress. Will I be covered in cum?”
“You may. But not necessarily.”
“Will I enjoy it Mistress?”
“Quite possibly. But not always. I reserve the right to inflict pain purely for my pleasure.” I saw a smirk cross her face. Not for long, just long enough. She clearly didn’t intend me to see it, but see it I did. “I can’t believe your little dickhead boyfriend looks elsewhere Lily. You are absolutely fucking drop dead gorgeous. You emit beauty as if it was going out of fashion, you radiate sex, your aura screams fuck me. We need to film you walking around in this gown, and sitting cross legged, I want to see how much leg is on show.”
“Certainly Mistress”, Lily replied.
“This evening, it’s just Lou. You’ve learned your place in the greater picture, but for the time being, you can just call me Lou.”
“Thanks Lou”, she smiled, “I just can’t get over how nice you’re being to me, and how turned on you’ve made me.”
“It’s all in a day’s work Lily, all in a day’s work. One thing though, no one in work must ever find out. If word gets out, I’ll fire you, I am the boss after all.”
“Yes Lou, I understand.”
“shall I tell you a story about me, that happened while I was wearing this gown?”
“Please do. I won’t repeat a word of it.”
“You better not”, I scolded, “it happened at a trade fair, or rather the formal dinner at the end of it. I’d had to take HIM with me, he insisted, as the hotel had a good – so he said – golf course attached to it. He didn’t give a fuck about the awards, or whether I won one. I don’t even think he noticed my gown. I had my hair up, some lovely hoop earrings, not massive, but big enough, black nipple covers, heart shaped, I wasn’t wearing a bra under this at the time, and it was before I bought this bodysuit to go underneath. I picked a black thong, quite plain, but two sizes two small, so I had a very clear camel toe, and those heels”, pointing at the ones Lily was wearing. “As the night wore on, and the free bar was hammered, HE decided he was going to have an early night, as he had a tee booked for the crack of dawn. I stayed, I was having fun. I was enjoying being the centre of attention of a group pf delegates from the South West, I was enjoying being felt up. The conversation was getting lewder and lewder, until one of them finally said it. ‘Are they gauges to see how thick your next cock is. If there’s space to spare, they can fuck off!’ I laughed. I’d never thought of that. ‘No, not at all’ I replied. ‘As long as he can get it up…. you can get it up, can’t you?’ He laughed. ‘I’ve never had any complaints.’ ‘Famous last words, there’s always a first time.’ Just then, one of their party came in and said that the night club was open, and the bar was shutting. Well, it could be put on company expenses, after all, it is my company, so we adjourned to the club, five west country yokels, and me. I didn’t care that HE’d gone upstairs to our room, I was having a hell of a lot of fun. Anyway, we went in, there was a few people in there, mainly old men leeching after younger totty, there were a couple on the dance floor, he was all over her, he had two big handfuls of her ass, she wasn’t stopping him. She was playing with his ear, her head rested on his other shoulder. Wurzel One got the round in, I had yet another G&T, and while he did that, I excused myself to powder my nose. Cocky Wurzel was getting his hole tonight, I was randy as hell, I wanted cock, I didn’t care whose, or how big. I removed my nipple covers, and tweaked them, so they stood hard and proud against the thin material of my gown. I was feeling so naughty, I wiped my thong off as well. My pussy was soaking, it smelt of my sex, as it had been rammed tightly up my snatch all evening. I was about to put it in my purse, when I changed my mind. I sat on the loo, slipped my gown to one side, and started to work them into my pussy. Every cock that cum in me was going to soak them further, I wanted them sopping with cum. I touched my lippy up, and walked back out. Cocky Wurzel spotted me instantly. ‘Fucking hell’, he said, ‘you’re fucking filthy, you fucking slut.’ ‘You wouldn’t know half of it’ I replied, now let’s dance, and let’s see if your cock is as good as you say it is. The songs were cheesy, his moves were cheesy, I hoped his bell end wasn’t. He pawed me a bit, he pushed my gown into my cleavage, to expose both my tits, he kissed them, pulled them, pinched them, gentle and subtle weren’t his middle name. He was grabbing my arse, the gown pulled across so everyone could see, I didn’t care. I was rubbing his cock through his trousers. It felt good. It felt thick. Not that long, but thick enough. ‘Do I need to get my gauges out?’ I asked. ‘I doubt you’re bothered are you, you just want my cock don’t you, you fucking slut?’ ‘Yours…and theirs’, pointing across at his colleagues. ‘I don’t care if you take turns, or fuck me all at once, but I’m fucking gagging. Let’s go.’ I felt like going back to my room. I didn’t care if HE was disturbed, but Cocky Wurzel suggested his room, and got a couple of bottles of champers from the bar. We got the lift up to their floor, I was being royally groped, hands over my ass, tits being grabbed, and Cocky Wurzel had three fingers in my cunt, fucking it furiously, my cunt was soaking. We walked down the corridor, I had a cock I each hand, they were firm, they were thick, one still had a foreskin, I hoped it was clean. We got to one of their rooms, I was shown in and just let my gown slip to the floor. There was no need for it to be ripped, I was going to fuck them all anyway. I strode over to the desk, placed my hands on it, stuck my ass out, legs apart. ‘Who’s first’ I ordered. One of the older ones was already naked, bit overweight, but hard already. ‘Don’t mind if I do’ he said, stood behind, and rubbed his cock up and down my cunt. Cheeky fucker was using my juices to lube it up, and he adjusted himself, and I felt him push slowly against my asshole. I wasn’t expecting that so soon. At least he seemed to know what he was doing, easing it in, letting me adjust and get used to it. Then he pulled me back, and he fell onto the bed. I was on top, his cock deep in my ass, my legs spread wide, my cunt glistening and inviting. ‘Come on boys, I need another one’ I ordered. Cocky Wurzel took the mantle, his cock was as nice as it had felt. Yet he was rushing it, going at it like a teenager. Perhaps he was all bluff after all. Two in, and still three to accommodate. Next Wurzel wasted no time in stripping, and presenting his cock to me mouth. His mate followed suit, one from each side, taking turns to ram their meat down my throat. I was being such a slut, yet I wasn’t finished. There was a fifth Wurzel, naked, with a toned body. I grabbed a minute between face fucks to order him to lube up Cocky Wurzel’s asshole, and make himself busy fucking him. Cocky Wurzel protested, Toned Wurzel got busy. ‘No complaints, remember’ and then I went back to greedily taking the two cocks in mouth. It went on for a good couple of hours, they’d all fucked my cunt, my ass, my mouth, Cocky Wurzel and been fucked up the arse twice, and it turned out he loved sucking cock too. If he wasn’t Bi before that night, he was now. At the end, I just about managed to get my thong out of my pussy, and slipped it back on. I stunk of sex, I stunk of fucking. I had cum running down my thighs, on my tits, my face, and in my hair. I didn’t care. I looked back at the Wurzels, spent, knackered, fucked, they’d had a good night, I’d had a good night, and I shut the door and made my way back to my room, dress in one hand, bottle of champagne in the other, a big shit eating grin on my face.
As I put my card in my room door, a cleaner was coming out. HE’d already left for his fucking golf game, she’d been in and tidied up. ‘Someone looks like they’ve had a good night’ she said. She was barely 19 years old, blonde, petit, in that horrible uniform tunic they must wear. I stopped her cart, and pushed it back into the room, and closed the door. ‘It’s been good, but it’s about to get a whole lot better’ and I pinned her against the wall and kissed her. There was no response, perhaps she was scared, then I felt her tongue flick mine, her hand holds the back of my neck, her other one holding my back, sliding down to my ass. I pulled her tunic up over her waist, got to the waistband of her tights, and pushed my hand down, inside her pants, and got to her pussy. I ran my hand over her lips, teased them apart, rubbed her bud, squeezed it between my fingers and thumbs. ‘Do you want me to kiss you there?’ ‘Yes’ she replied breathlessly. I dropped to my knees, pulled her tights down to her knees, her little panties to one side, and slowly worked my tongue into her, all the time gently working on her clit. She didn’t last long before she was quivering, and her legs gave way, she was there, slumped against the wall, tights round her knees, panties pulled to one side, pussy on show, tunic up around her chest, bra pulled up exposing a tiny tit. I got her a drink of water, and helped her back to her feet. I covered her tits up, and straightened her panties back out. They’ll smell of her sex for the rest of the day, and pulled her tights back up. I straightened her tunic back out, smoothed out some of the creases, and kissed her on the cheeks. I whispered into her ear ‘That good night just got excellent’ and with that I showed her out of the door. HE never asked where I was, although I later found out the club was still going when he went out, so I presume HE thought I was in there. But this gown holds that memory of a glorious night where I was just totally driven by wanton lust.”
“Wow Lou, I can’t wait for Toulouse.”
“I expect you to work Lily, while we’re there.”
“Of course Lou, I’ll be completely professional, as I always try to be.”
“You are Lily, professional in your duties, it’s why I like you, it’s why I trust you to be my PA, and I want to trust you to be a lover.”
She turned, looked me straight in the eyes, came close to me, and quietly said, “You can. 100%. What happens in these rooms stays in these rooms. Unless you want them to go on my site.”
“Good girl. Now where did I leave my dildo?”
"It's on the bed Lou."
"So it is, for now."
I walked up to Lily, stood right in her face, her face inches from mine. Without a word, I leant forward to kiss her. Like a good slut, she responded, her mouth open, the tip of her tongue flicking mine. Fuck it, I grabbed her round the neck and pulled her into me. I wanted her, I'd wanted her all afternoon, this bitch was going to get it. I ran my hands round to the nape of her neck and started to unzip her. The gown fell to the floor in a heap around her feet. My hands moved down her back, cupping her buttocks. I was right, she had a fine ass. I eased her body of her shoulders, I wanted her exposed, not that she felt vunerable in her nakedness, I just wanted to take it all in.
As I helped her out of it, I knelt at her feet. It was there, right in front of me, glistening, wet, inviting. I couldn't help myself. I ran my fingers up her lips, gently brushing her bud. "More", she panted. I wasn't anyway near as gentle the next time, brutal would be a better word to use, forceably rubbing her bud. "Oh god yes Lou, yes Lou, YES LOU!" She wanted me, it was full steam ahead. Oh, I couldn't help myself, I buried my face into her pussy. My tongue darted in and out, she was nectar. Her knees buckled, she collapsed on me.
"Fuck Lou, that was fantastic!"
"Pass me that dildo slut!"
She did what she was instructed, I didn't lubricate it, she was that soaking she wasn't going to need it anyway. I teased the tip up and down her cunt a couple of times, she was begging me for it, I wanted her to beg. I was no longer going to beat around the bush, this slut was getting fucked, I rammed it into her cunt, hard and fast. She was screaming for more. I reached over for the wand, holding it firmly on her bud, as I rammed that dildo into her pussy. She was screaming for more, begging me to fuck her.
"I cumming" she screamed, "I'm cumming, fuck, fuck , fuck, FUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!!!"
And with that she squirted over me.
"Oh my god" was all she could say.
"You've never done that before, have you?"
"Lou, I'm really sorry, look at the state of your clothes"
"Lily, calm down. They'll wash.", and with that I stood up, and reached for the video, and held it over her. "So Lily, how was that?"
"Fucking fantastic. I've never cum like that before, I've never squirted before, I've never been eaten out by my boss before."
"Was that a good afternoon off work then?"
"Yes."
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