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Chapter Nine
Marcus was sat at his expansive desk on the sixth floor of the head quarters of the respected City of London firm of accountants; Throgmorton & Fisher. His feet up on his desk he was surfing his favourite porn-site, Xhamster.com. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair and adjusted his trousers to give his erection more room. He flicked over to watch the Live Cams, hoping his favourite oriental girl would be performing. He’s just clicked on her thumbnail picture when the internal phone trilled loudly.
“Yes, Marcus here”.
“Marcus, come up to my office immediately I have a grave situation to discuss with you”.
“Yes Chairman, I’ll be right there”.
Marcus’s erection subsided in an instant. He switched off his screen and muted the loudspeaker. Mentally he though “Don’t go away, Marcus will be back shortly”. He picked up his mobile phone and the file for the firm’s largest client, Harrison’s and scuttled out of his office to the lift.
Two minutes later he walked past his PA in the outer office who waved him through into the Chairman’s office. He found a group of three senior staff members sat around the small conference table a stack of pictures on the highly polished Mahogany top. There was Monroe, the ex-Metropolitan Police Inspector and Chief Security Officer and Missenheimer the head of HR.
“Morning chaps, where’s the fire? Must be something urgent”. He moved across the lavishly decorated office and went to take a seat.
“No Marcus, don’t sit I think in the circumstances it would be more appropriate if you stand”.
Thoroughly bemused Marcus took a step back.
“Yes of course Chairman, whatever you think best”. He replied in his usual sycophantic manner.
“Earlier this week Missenheimer here received a grave accusation from one of our staff about an alleged **** here offices. Mr Monroe’s department have carried out an extensive investigation over the past three days and it appears to be completely substantiated. Furthermore it transpires there was another **** in our other City branch involving a senior member of staff that will inevitably lead to our having to pay a six figure ex-gratia compensation claim plus several instances of gross misconduct all of which have been uncovered thanks to a forensic examination of our computer network.
The blood drained from Marcus’s face as he realised he had been caught red-handed, they knew about Miko and about Emma too. He quickly thought he’d try to adopt a nonchalant approach.
“Really Chairman, I do hope it’s none of my staff, I confess I have had occasion to speak to a couple of them about their behaviour with the female staff, not at all the standard I would expect”.
“Cut the crap Marcus, you can’t bluster your way out of this one, we’ve got you bang to rights”, said the no-nonsense ex-copper. “The evidence is incontrovertible, we have sworn statements from seven female members of staff and photographic and computer evidence to support it. My recommendation to the Chairman is to hand it all over to the Met Sexual Crimes Division. You my friend are going to jail for a long time, you’re going to be banged up with a bunch of nonces for at least ten years.
Marcus swayed where he stood, finally realising the gravity of his situation.
“What, I don’t understand, I’ve done nothing, I deny it all. Who has made these foul accusations”?
The Chairman steepled his hands in front of his chin. “Marcus, as Mr Monroe so eruditely put it, the games up”. He reached onto the pile of pictures and threw them across the table. “Here’s some prints of pictures taken from digital video that we found buried in innocuous files on your computer account. They show a number of ladies, including my wife I must say. Caught in; erm shall we say a state of undress in the Ladies lavatory in our other branch here in the City. As if that’s not enough, not only were they found in your files, but Mr Monroe’s investigative team also found this hidden in the credenza in your office. He leant down and picked up a small bag containing Marcus’s spy-cam. Here take a look, we’ve already found that there are only one set of fingerprints on it, yours. He swivelled his executive chair picked up the remote control and turned on the screen of the 50” wall mounted LCD TV.
The image took a second or two to form and showed Marcus m*****ing Miko from behind her face a look of terror. He fast forwarded to Marcus tearing off her tights then to him forcing the girl to her knees and shoving his cock into her reluctant mouth.
“That looks remarkably like Miss Missiyaki is an unwilling participant and furthermore we have a signed and witnessed affidavit to the effect that you ****d her in your office on the thirteenth of November”. Added Monroe. “Like I said, bang to rights. Chairman, shall I call the Police now”?
The Chairman looked horror stricken, “No Mr Monroe that will not be necessary, Missenheimer and I have worked out a plan that will not heap shame upon our prestigious name and impeccable reputation here in the City, Missenheimer”
“Marcus, you will now go to your office and remove any items of personal property. Mr Monroe will accompany you. You will leave your company phone and company credit card the keys to your company car and your company laptop and ipad”. He stepped across the office and handed Marcus an envelope. “Inside this envelope you will find your last expenses claim form in the sum of £12,242.00, you will see that is not going to be paid. The Golf club membership fee, the dinner at the Dorchester and other spurious claims have all been discounted of course. Oh and you will also find in the envelope your P-45. Marcus you are fired. As head of HR I have reviewed the evidence from a legal standpoint and find that apart from the criminal nature of your actions you have committed no less than 28 separate sackable offences, never mind the betrayal of trust that has taken place for what appears to be a number of years. Oh yes, I also looked carefully at your expenses over the past five years and have found upon close examination at least 40 fraudulent claims. I too recommended handing you over to the Fraud Squad, but the Chairman over-ruled me.
“Not only are your sexual proclivities and behaviour totally unacceptable, it seems you have been falsely claiming for meals, air travel and hotels entirely un-connected to the firm’s business. Your pension plan has been cancelled in accordance with the clause relating to gross misconduct, so you will not be getting a penny piece more from this company. Oh and I shouldn’t trouble yourself contacting other firms in the City for employment. I have contacted them all on the Old Boys Network. Henceforth Marcus, you are a pariah, unclean and unwelcome in polite company. Now get out of my sight and do not darken the doors of Throgmorton & Fisher ever again. Mr Monroe, please escort Marcus to his office and then out of the building, ensure you get his swipe card for the car park and the main office door as he leaves. That will be all”.

Chapter Ten

“You’ve been what”??? Shrieked Caroline at a disconsolate Marcus.
“I’ve been fired for gross misconduct and fraudulent expenses claims”, prevaricated Marcus to his almost hysterical wife.
“I told you it wasn’t worth fiddling your expenses, you bloody fool and they’ve taken away your pension. How on earth will we survive? How will we pay the k**s school fees, they’re £20 grand a term between the three of them. We don’t even have a car we can all get in now you’ve lost the bloody Merc. Marcus you’ve ruined out lives.
“Well we can both get a job for a start, you used to be a hairdresser, you could always go back to that”.
“Marcus, I was a hairdresser when I left school, I’ve got no qualification ‘cos you bloody knocked me up when I was 17, I never finished all my training. Besides we have so moved on from those days. I couldn’t possibly do that again, I’d rather starve. At least you can go to another firm in the City; there must be lots of competitors who’d give you a job just to get the inside track on T&F’s deals”.
Marcus sat at the breakfast bar his head in his hands shaking it from side to side.
“No, they’ve put the word out; there’s not an accounting firm in the country who’d even look at my CV, let alone give me a job, I’m a pariah the chairman said, unclean”.
“What just for fiddling a few lunches on expenses”?
“No there were other things, I got caught doing some other stuff too, stuff I’m not very proud of, stuff that could see me in jail for a long time”.
“Oh fucking hell Marcus, what other stuff, what have you done? You bloody fool. I want to know the whole story, tell me now”.
Marcus broke down in shame as he told Caroline everything that had happened. She sat immobile her arms folded across her expansive breasts; her face locked into an impenetrable mask.
It took Marcus nearly an hour to explain exactly what had happened, he omitted nothing except for his night of debauchery in Paris with Emma.
His story finished he looked at his wife for support. “Say something Caroline; don’t just sit there with that look of disgust on your face”.
“You are a filthy, disgusting, vile creature. I don’t want you in this house a moment longer; not only did you **** a poor defenceless little girl not even out of her teens, you ****d my best friend. Get out of my house you scum”.
“Your best friend”? He said a look of confusion on his face. “But Caroline, I’ve got nowhere to go”. He continued.
“You should have thought about that before you stopped fucking me and started forcing other women to do it with you. Get out; when you’ve found somewhere to stay you can inform my solicitor because I’m divorcing you. I’m keeping the house and my Mazda. If you touch a penny of our savings I will report you to the Police, I’m sure poor Emma will provide any necessary evidence if I ask her”.
She quickly logged on to their internet banking account on her ipad.
“It looks like you’re in luck, there’s a little over £2000 in our current account, you can have that to live on. Now get out of my sight you disgusting excuse for a man. Now I’m free to find a real man to satisfy me instead of you”.
Marcus walked towards the front door, picked up an umbrella from the stand and his overcoat from the hooks by the door and walked out into the cold blustery night.

Chapter Eleven

“Are you going to be out there all night Em, I thought you wanted to watch Downton Abbey, it’s nearly finished”.
“Won’t be long babe, give me 5 minutes”.
“bloody women and phones, they’re bloody inseparable”, grumbled Mark to himself as he made a cup of tea.
He’d just taken a sip of the hot cuppa when Emma walked into the kitchen, her faced wreathed in smiles.
“What’s up with you? You look like the cat that got the cream”?
“That’s because I’ve just had some fantastic news. It worked; it fucking worked, exactly as we planned. Marcus got his cards today and was escorted from the building by security and Caroline has kicked him out. That was her I was just speaking to, do you know she’s just apologised to me for what Marcus did to us. She was so upset; poor love. Not because she and Marcus have split up, she said the marriage was over ten years ago, but for what he’d done to you and me. Last she saw of him was him he walking down the road soaked wet through throwing his inside out umbrella over a neighbour’s hedge.
Mark turned to the sink and poured his cup of tea down the plug hole.
He walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of Moet, he peeled off the foil cap and popped the cork. “I suspect that that is just the first cork that’s going to get popped tonight, let’s celebrate”.

A week later Emma’s mobile rang, no ID just a number. “That’s odd I wonder who that can be”.
She pressed the answer button. “Hello, Emma Jeffries”, she answered.
“Emma it’s me, Caroline”.
“Caroline? This isn’t your normal number, what’s going on”?
“No it’s a new number, I don’t use my old one anymore, Marcus kept calling me, day and night, I got so tired of hearing his pathetic little voice. I bought a new Sim card with a new number. Now he can communicate through my solicitor. The divorce is all going full speed ahead I should have decree nisi in a couple of months and absolute six weeks after that. Isn’t that fantastic”?
“That’s excellent news sweetheart, I’m so pleased for you. But what are you going to do for money? You’ve got that big house to run, mortgage to pay, school fees. How will you manage”?
More good news, I had a meeting with our old accountant at T&F, they were so understanding. There’s over £600K in our savings account and I’m going to sell this big old place, Marcus only wanted it to show off to his golf club cronies. The estate agent reckons even in this financial climate I’ll get about £1.5 million for it, there’s no mortgage. Marcus may have been a shit, but he was awfully good with investments and finances. So I reckon I’ll be ok, I can find something for me and the k**s for around £500k. I’ll be able to live off the interest for a few years at least. Plus I’ve never been very happy with that posh boarding school, I’m going to start them next term at Haberdasher’s Askes, their fees for day k**s are about a third of what we were paying to board them”.
“I’m so happy for you Caroline, so pleased you’re getting your life back together. Now all you need is to find someone to keep you amused, if you know what I mean”.
“That’s why I’m ringing you, not the only reason of course, I just wanted to let you know what’s happening as well. I just wondered whether you can fix me up with some fun, I’m so horny I could burst. I’ve been so busy lately I’ve not even had the chance to look after myself even and I haven’t had sex with someone else since we went to Heathrow and that feels like an age ago”.
“Give me a couple of days sweetheart, I’m sure I can arrange something. Anyway got to dash I’m late for a meeting”.
“OK, lover, I’m not fussy, a girl or guy or preferably both, I just need someone else to make me cum”.
“Oh Caroline you’ve really turned into a sex monster. I’ll give you a call”.

“So come on then Mark, what shall we do with her. As I’ve said before I don’t want to hurt her she’s really nice and it would be wrong to make her suffer for Marcus’s wrongdoing. But by the same token this is another opportunity to inflict more pain on that arsehole”.
“I know, why don’t we do a photo shoot with her, it doesn’t have to be too porno but enough to make Marcus squirm, then get the pictures published on the internet, sort of Reader’s Wives type of thing. Then send Marcus a link anonymously, we could open a hotmail account, set up a VPN in the States, he’d never be able to work out where it came from”.
“What the fuck is a VPN? I’ve never heard of that”. Asked Emma.
“It’s a Virtual Private Network, you set it up here to access stuff from the States and it routes everything through a US server. Simple”!
“I know, why don’t we open an Xhamster account in her name, use her pictures and publish everything on there using the VPN”.
“Genius idea Em. He’d never be able to suss it out. Judging by his past history he’s a bit of a dullard where IT is concerned”.
“He certainly is, anything more than sending an email was about his limit. He used to get his PA to do anything the slightest bit complicated for him, then he’d rip her apart if she made the slightest mistake. He was famous or should I say infamous for it in the office. What an arsehole”.

Chapter Twelve

“So Caroline, what do you think? I remember how turned on you were when I snapped those couple of pictures in Paris and when we were at The Limes. How do you feel about doing a full blown photo shoot with me and Mark on Friday night. You can come round to our flat, the tenants moved out last month and it’s just been re-decorated, we need to break it in if you know what I mean. Get a baby sitter for the k**s and stay all night, we’ve got a huge king sized bed and the three of us can have some fun taking some piccies and generally having a thoroughly horny time, obviously we’d give you copies for you to enjoy. And as a surprise I’ve arranged for a cute little oriental girl to join us, she is so sexy, you will love her”.
“Oh Emma”, said Caroline welling up. “You are so kind, such a good friend, just when I need one the most. That would be lovely, I’m intrigued by the oriental girl and meeting Mark, sexually so to speak”. She stuttered down the phone.
“OK then, it’s a date, get here for around 8:30 or 9 o’clock, whatever suits you. Let us know either way. Don’t worry about food; I’ll take care of all that stuff. Just bring yourself and a big sexual appetite”.
“God you’re making me wet just thinking about it. At this rate I’ll need to pop upstairs and make use of my new black friend”.
“Caroline, you’ve not moved someone in already, Marcus has only been gone 10 days”.
“No silly, I went to the Ann Summers shop and bought a fabulous big black vibrator, I swear it must be ten inches long and three inches in diameter and it’s so powerful, I nearly passed out the first time it made me cum”.
“Really, you’re k**ding, was it really that good”?
“It reminded me of when Big George was fucking me the other week, same size I reckon”.
“Wow, that is big, he’s freakishly big, not sure I could have got that huge cock inside me”.
“It was a struggle but I got it in, mind you the others had stretched me and I was a touche moist down there by then”.
“I know; I saw at least two of them fill you with cum before Big George got a look in”.
It got really dirty after you left at one point I had 3 cocks in me and one in my hand, God it was sooo horny. I had no idea sex could be so good; you just have to let yourself go and enjoy the sensations. In the end I just had to go, I could barely walk for days and sitting down was out of the question. I had to use one of those inflatable rubber ring things I had with the last of my k**s. Fuck it was sore”.
“So you’re enjoying your new found sexuality then”?
“God yes, all thanks to you. If we hadn’t bumped into each other in Paris, I’d still be having the occasional play once a month maybe and shag with Marcus, twice a year. If he could be bothered”.
“Do you fancy this photo session then, we’ve done them before and it always ends up as a sex fest, I can’t count the times when we’ve started taking pictures, then we both get carried away with it and just end up fucking each other’s brains out for the rest of the night. There was a couple we were chatting to on msn one night, so funny. We were watching them shag and they were watching us, we got so carried away that we completely forgot them and just did our own thing. Before we knew it an hour had passed and we never heard from them again, they wouldn’t even answer our emails”.
“It was so sexy when you took those pictures, I had no idea I would get turned on so much. Must be something to do with being totally exposed to someone and knowing they could put them on the internet and show the world. It certainly made me so wet and horny”.
“Wow, that gives me an idea. Why don’t we open a profile for you on Xhamster.com, it’s a free porn website, you can put videos and pictures on there. You can even write stories about you fantasies or what you’ve experienced yourself. If we get some good piccies we could put a couple of albums of you on there, you’d love it, all those men; and women too, wanking over your horny body. Seeing you fucking me and Mark and our little Asian friend. You’ll love her she’s a real sweetheart so small and sexy as hell”.
“Ooooh yes Emma, that sounds so sexy, I do hope you don’t think I’m just too awful but I’m touching myself thinking about it, I’m so wet”.
“Of course not, I feel a bit fruity myself, I think I might just slip my pants off in a minute and join you, Lucky I’m in a skirt, so much easier than messing round with a pair of jeans or trousers. Slipping my hands inside them, oooh they’re a bit wet, let me see, mmm I smell so good, and taste good too”.
“You didn’t just smell your pants and lick them as well Emma”?
“No they’re still on just touched myself and had a quick lick of my fingers, have you got any on still”?
“No to be honest I took them off when I was telling you about my new vibrator, lucky I did, I’m just dripping now at the thought of talking to you while I touch myself, even more so when I know you are touching yourself too”.
“Sexy isn’t it. You want to cum soon”?
“Yesss, I’m getting quite close”.
“What are you doing tell me exactly how you’re touching yourself”.
“Well, I’m sat in the lounge; I’ve got you on speaker so I’ve got both hands free. I’m wearing a denim mini-skirt and a pink halter-neck top on. No pants as I said they’re on the floor. I’m knelt on the sofa with my legs apart both my hands are between my legs playing. I’m pulling my lips out using a finger and thumb on each hand stretching them quite a lot and with my other fingers I’m rubbing inside my lips, it’s very wet in there”.
“Mmmmm that sounds good babe, I’ve got my work skirt on still and a white shirt, I’ve unbuttoned my shirt and taken it off. Just slipped my skirt off, sat here in black thong and black holdups and my black basque with my legs spread wide, I feel so wanton and sexy. Now I’m stroking my tits thinking of you”.
“Oh Emma, I’d love to look at you, I bet you look stunning, is Mark there”?
“No he’s out cleaning the car; he’ll have a nice surprise when he comes in”.
“God this is making me so horny my pussy is dripping so much”.
“Your cunt Caroline, it’s your cunt that’s dripping thinking of me sat, well laid here now, touching myself”.
“Oh I can’t say that, well maybe, is your cunt really wet too Emma”?
“Yes very, my cunt is soaked, my panties are so wet. I’ve pulled my tits out of my basque, I’m squeezing and pinching my nipples, hard” It hurts quite a bit, but the sensation is going straight to my clit”.
“Emma I’m squeezing my tits now too, they feel so heavy and so, so good”. I remember when I was breast-feeding they felt heavy like this. I’m just undoing by halter neck, pulling the front down, there it’s now under my tits, my nipples are so hard, just tweaking them, and mmmmm that feels amazing I can feel it in my clit too, just like you”.
“Caroline, you are such a horny bitch now, you’re just like me. Wet and wanton. I can’t believe you’ve changed so much in such a short time. Oooh fuck, touching my cunt now, my pants are so wet, the liquid has come right through them, rubbing myself, thinking of you sitting there on the sofa squeezing your nips, baring your breasts for me. Oh yes, pushing my pants to one side, sliding my fingers under them, I’m pulling them up hard against my clit tugging them tight against it, feels so good”.
“Yesss Emma you are making me so horny I can see your pants pressing hard against your clit, lying down on the sofa now, stretching my legs out, pushing my knees apart with my hands, pretending it’s you doing it. Opening them wide, putting my hand on my cunt, it’s so wet rubbing my fingers between my lips stroking my clit, starting to cum now, oooh nnnnggghhh cumming, finger fucking myself, oh yes, oh yes, oh yessssssssss”.
“Yes baby, yes frig your wet cunt feel your cum. Feel it gushing out. I’m getting close too, Oh my god, mark just walked in, he’s taking his cock out of his jeans, he’s wanking his cock watching me fuck myself. He’s walking over; I’m spreading my cunt wide open for him”.
“He’s just handed me my black vibrator, I’m pushing it in me so deep. Fucking myself with it. It feels so long and thick opening my cunt right up, so good when it hits my cervix, God I’m so nearly there, so close to cumming. Watching Mark jack his hard cock, he’s standing right in front of me, between my legs.
“Now he’s given me my big pink rabbit, he just told me he wants me to stick it in my arse while I fuck my cunt with the black one. Taking my big pink rabbit, wetting it on my cunt, sticking it in my arsehole, Oh my God, that is so good, feel so full of cock”.
“Mark’s, getting close too, oh yessss, he’s cumming, he’s cumming all over me, squirting his cum all over my hands, all over my cunt, my tits are covered. I’m cummmmiiiiiinnnnnng, Fuuuccccccckkkkkk. Yesss, yess, cum on me Mark, cum on my filthy cunt baby”.
“Yessss Emma, I’ve just cum again listening to you, you are such a horny cunt, tell Mark I want him to cum on me too all over my face, all over my tits too. I want to rub his cum all over my tits and nipples”.
“God Caroline that was horny, haven’t had phone sex like that for ages, you’re a natural. Mmm my bum feels so sensitive and my cunt is so red it’s still throbbing and my clit is twitching like mad”.
“God we’ve got to do this again Emma that was so fucking horny both of us touching our cunts together and then hearing you cum just made me cum again, I am so glad I met you”.
“Yeah me too babe. Got to go clean up here the k**s will be back soon. I’ll text you the details for the photo shoot if that’s ok”?
That will be perfect, I’d better clean up too, smells like a brothel here and I’ve stained the sofa, lucky I can wash the covers. Look forward to your txt, luv you, mwwwahhh”.

Chapter Thirteen

As Mark looked at the three naked bodies it was difficult to see who was doing what to whom. The mass of limbs was confusing. The younger slim oriental girl was enjoying the attentions of both of the older more voluptuous ladies. Caroline was sucking one nipple deep into her mouth while alternately massaging and squeezing the other, while further down her lithe olive coloured body Emma was fingering her sweet little pink rosette with two fingers whilst licking her widely spread, engorged pussy lips. The girl started to shudder and her whole body seemed to vibrate for what seemed like an age but was only 5 or 6 seconds. Then she started to wail; a high pitched, keening issued from her throat as she reached her orgasm; her hips started to buck almost uncontrollably against Emma’s face as it arrived and she started a scream that could be heard throughout the apartment block.
“Hhai, Hhai, Hhai, Watashi wa, Watashi wa. Yes, yes, I’m coming”, she screamed in both Japanese and English.
The shutter on Mark’s camera was in overdrive, the flash illuminating the sexually charged atmosphere of the room, shot after shot was committed to the monster 32GB SD card. He then switched to video to watch as the two English girls swapped their attentions to each other’s bodies. Emma knelt up beside Caroline and threw her leg across her friend and pushed her moist groin against hers, scissoring their legs and achieving a close bond between their sucking wet lips.
“Fuck Em, so close, fuck me hard. I can feel your wetness against mine, fuck meeeeeeee”.
Her words became unintelligible as she too began to vent her pent-up lust against Emma’s dripping cunt. Caroline’s small but nevertheless hot and powerful cum caused a chain reaction to follow in Emma. The two of them fucking each other spasmodically; cunt against cunt and clit against clit until they both collapsed utterly spent across the inert form of the petite teenager beside them. The three of them lay there for some minutes; Emma was the first to stir, she gently disentangled her legs from Caroline and shook the teenager out of her sexually induced torpor.
“Come on sweetie, you’ve got to go or you’ll miss your flight, the taxi will be here in 10 minutes and you need to tidy yourself up”.
The teen reluctantly sat up and threw her arms around Emma pulling her tight to her and kissing her deeply. “Arigatou, Emma, Arigatou Gozaimasu”. Thank you for being so kind to me and helping me”.
Emma took her by the hand and helped the naked girl into the other bedroom to dress and fix her hair and make-up leaving Mark alone with his camera and Caroline, sprawled naked and exhausted on the bed. The quartet had met up as agreed three hours earlier at 8:30. The chemistry between the three women was electric, having shared barely half a glass of champagne the trio had retired to the king size bed in the master bedroom, they had moved a scant hour later having soaked the bed clothes with their emissions. The action had barely abated and had involved Mark being pleasured by the three of them. Thoroughly exhausted after two ejaculations he had retrieved his camera equipment from the other bedroom and captured the action on film for his and their use at a further date. The cute Japanese teen had proved to be very photogenic.

She was an absolute natural, her entire body; by no means perfect. Radiated an immense sexuality that transcended rational thought, she was quite simply ‘Sex on legs’.
As Emma ushered the teen into the hallway to wait for the taxi, Mark started to concentrate on taking some worthy pictures of Caroline. He quickly took a dozen or so. Caroline stirred on the bed; she saw Mark hard at work taking her picture and decided to give him something worthy of her new Xhamster profile. She started to pose provocatively for him; she looked into the lens seeking to seduce him and his camera. She played with her nipple rubbing her thong around her areola then took the thong into her mouth sucking it seductively. She then started to touch herself becoming more and more aroused at his singular concentration on her body; her hand moved down to her pussy, she caressed her clitoris, enjoying the voyeuristic nature of his attention.
er pussy becoming wetter and wetter by the moment; as she sought to capture his interest once again. She had enjoyed their brief dalliance of a couple of hours previously and saw that now she had him all to herself. Now she would get all of his cum and enjoy it without sharing; now she wanted it all, and she wanted it now.
She spread her legs wide and started to play with herself with abandon; something only a few short months ago would have been out of the question. In those short months she had achieved her absolute peak of sexuality, she had had more orgasms since she had had her brief dalliance with Emma in Paris than for the preceding 42 years of her life.
When she came it was momentous, the sight of Mark photographing her as she touched herself so intimately, the sight of his hard cock pushing against the thin fabric of his boxer shorts, the unmistakeable wet patch at the end of his cock, all conspired to make her orgasm one to be remembered.
Emma meanwhile was saying farewell to her little Japanese friend.
“So Miko, here you are as promised £1000.00, that’s what we agreed for you to stage the **** scenario with Marcus. Don’t forget you swore on oath that he ****d you; if ever the question is raised in the future, you must stick to your story, OK”?
“Don’t worry Missy Emma, I will remember, he was just so unrefined, a real Gweilo as they say in Hong Kong, so very not an English gentleman. I will always be so grateful for your help and for your help to a poor unworthy Japanese girl in your country. Goodbye and thank you once again, Domo Arrigatou”.
With a quick kiss on the lips and a brief exchange of tongues, Miko left in the taxi, never to return again.