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The Tangled Web By SteveR The stockings slipped on like liquid silk over long, beautifully proportioned legs and calves. They complimented perfectly the sensuous, old fashioned corset they were held up by with it's tight constricting feel and it's pretty, sexy looks of rich red silk trimmed with black lace. It was partnered with matching red silk panties with black bows. But all that would be hidden under the soft silk of the long black dress hanging in the corner. The black patent leather shoes with the 6" heels and strap across the ankle, would be all that was required to complete the look, when a knock came on the door of the hotel room. The knock came again, insistent and louder, accompanied by an imperious voice: "John, I know your there, I need that report on the new proposals, if I don't get it I won't be the one to suffer!" John stiffened, and looked in panic at the full-length mirror in the small hotel room. Quickly he stripped off the corset, and threw it under the duvet on the bed, and hid the dress in the tiny wardrobe. Pulling on a pair of jeans he walked to the door. He knew it was Marie, his boss on the other side, and knew full well the consequences of failing to keep her happy. He had worked for her for six months now, and was still trying to understand her and meet her very high expectations. He had never worked for a woman before, always working for various male bosses, all of which he felt were less demanding and less exacting. He never felt part of Marie's team, as the sole male in the office, and was conscious of her disapproval of some of his work. He felt she only needed one excuse to be rid of him, and that's why she must never know his secret, his other side. Taking a deep breath, John opened the door. Marie stood there, resplendent in a red and gold silk Chinese dress she had obviously bought on her recent business trip to Hong Kong. "Well?" she enquired, raising an eyebrow. John stammered something about being in the shower, and that the report was in his briefcase and walked across the tiny room to the table where a pile of papers and a battered briefcase lay. Marie walked into the room, looking round with barely concealed contempt and amusement. "So this is what the cheap seats are like then," she laughed. John felt small, and quickly opened the briefcase to look for the report. He wanted this woman out of his room, so he could finish his preparations, and become what he wanted most to be, a beautiful, confident woman. As he found the report, Marie sat down on the small bed, and made some remark about the lack of comfort. Then to his horror she said, "I bet the sheets are cheap too." and pulled back the duvet. There lying on the bed was the red silk corset, and John felt a sick feeling in his stomach. His secret was out, his job, reputation and even his home were on the line, and he knew Marie would never understand. Before he could make up some excuse, Marie held up the corset by it's shoulder straps, and raising both eyebrows in a quizzical expression. "So that's why you took so long to answer the door." John knew his world was collapsing, and felt powerless to stop it. He followed her gaze and saw she was looking at his stocking clad feet under underneath the jeans, and then realised with horror she could also see the black patent leather shoes he had forgotten to hide. She smiled sardonically. "John, or should I say Jane. What were you planning to do tonight? Perhaps you had somewhere to go? But then again, what would you wear?" And with that she took two steps to the cheap wardrobe and opened the door. The black knee-length silk dress was produced with a flourish and Marie laughed, "God you are not serious! This is at least a size too small!" John forgot himself and reached for the label on the dress. It was true, in his haste he had picked up a dress too small for him! Now his humiliation was complete. He knew that by the time he returned to the office, everyone would know, and he would be sacked. Marie looked at him and he felt that in her eyes he saw a flicker of triumph. She put the dress back in the wardrobe and looked at him, her hands on her hips. To his surprise he realised he was crying, and hurriedly looked for the box of tissues he used when he applied makeup. Suddenly he was aware Marie was holding out a handkerchief, and looking at him with a strange expression on her face. "John" she said, "I don't really care what you do in your own time, and in truth as long as you do what I want and fulfil my wishes you can be what you want or who you want, but I have a problem." John listened as she outlined her dissatisfaction at how the department was wasting money and ineffective. She outlined her plans, and explained she had been riding him hard these last few weeks to test him. She did not see how a man in a mostly female department could work effectively. "I was wrong," she said, "but now I see how you can survive, after all you are mostly female!" John was astounded, and looked at her in awe, "B...b...but, what about me?" he said, "You are not going to sack me?" Marie laughed and said, "I won't answer that straight away. Put all your female things in a bag and come to my room in forty-five minutes." With that she left, leaving behind the sweet fragrance of her expensive perfume. John was in a turmoil, what could she mean? If she was not going to sack him, why get him to come to her room? He realised he had no choice, and quickly packed the clothes he had into a small bag, along with his make-up and the long dark wig he had intended to wear. If she wanted to confiscate or make fun of his things, she now had the chance. He debated taking the dress, but realised he would never be able to wear it, and she would probably only use it as greater ammunition to ridicule him any way, so left it in the wardrobe, resolving to get a refund the next day. Checking his watch, he knocked nervously on the door of Marie's suite, and heard a laugh and the sound of the lock turning. Marie stood there in a pretty silk kimono bathrobe, a drink in one hand. "Ah," she said. "come in." and ushered him into the enormous room. He realised she was making as much of this as she could, embarrassing and belittling him as much as she could before sacking him. She motioned him to sit down and he sat, with the bag he brought with him held protectively in front of him. Marie sat on the bed and held out her hand. "Do you mind?" she said, looking towards the bag. John realised it was impossible to refuse and handed over the bag. Marie made appreciative noises and gasps as she took each item from the bag, laying out the underwear and nightwear on the bed carefully as she did, with gentleness and reverence John recognised. When she had finished with the clothes she pulled out the pair of shoes John had intended to wear, and his bag with make up and last but not least the shoulder length black wig. By now John felt the ground should open up and swallow him, and could not look Marie in the eye. She turned to him, picking up a pale blue silk bra, suspender and pantie set still with the labels attached. "I take it you have never worn these? I love this shop, but they are so expensive, and I've never seen these before." John looked up, and realised she was waiting patiently for an answer, a rare thing for the Marie he was used to. He tried to speak but only a strangled gasp came out, and Marie smiled kindly at him, holding up a hand and reaching for a second glass of champagne he had not noticed before. He gratefully took a deep drink and stammered something about not having had time to wear them, and having bought them at another of the shops when on another business trip. "Well, I insist, you must show me where the shop is, I love these!" Marie said lovingly fingering the silk of the panties. She sighed, and sat down on the bed. "John, please relax. I am not going to sack you, discipline you or embarrass you, I know it may sound strange coming from me but I understand what drives you, I really do. If anything, I realise that I owe you an apology and feel I need to make things up to you." John listened as she explained that there had been a run of petty thefts from the firm, starting with minor items but culminating in two new laptops disappearing and now customers were cancelling their accounts. She explained that her suspicions were aroused by John's sudden disappearances at lunchtime and his absence at parties and social events. She was sure he was selling customer accounts details to competitors, stealing from the company and it was only a matter of time before he resigned and moved on. She was determined to catch him out, and had been increasing his workload and pressurising him, whilst watching for the slightest slip. She had hoped he would be caught red handed before he left and could be prosecuted as a warning to others. As John listened, he realised the pieces of a puzzle were falling into place, and he began to relax and nod his head. He started to tell her how he would often go out at lunch time to shop, sometimes just looking at the things in the windows, too frightened to buy in case someone he knew saw him. He explained how he often took the train after work to the nearest town to buy some of the things he saw in his hometown, or bought things when away on business trips. As he spoke, it all came tumbling out, his feelings, fears and needs and he found himself explaining between gulps of champagne how he never felt part of the group of girls in the office, and was sure they would somehow discover his guilty secret. He looked Marie in the eye for the first time in hours and said, "In a way I am glad you know, it is a relief. I also know who your thief is." Marie almost choked on her champagne, and reaching for the bottle topped up both glasses before urging him on. John smiled, and explained how he had been asked by one of the girls to show her how to transfer details from the customer database to a floppy disc, supposedly to work on at home. As John spoke, explaining the same girl, Lisa was always complaining about how the company would one day regret not treating the staff better, Marie's face clouded over, and she nodded then asked a couple of questions before reaching in her bag for her mobile phone. She looked John in the eye and took his hand in hers, then spoke softly to him. She asked if he was planning to go out tonight, or if he just intended to dress in his room. He felt his face redden, and he explained he had not intended to go out, and was simply planning a night in, perhaps with a walk in the hotel grounds, as it got dark. "Well," she said, "did you have another dress to wear?" "I did," he replied, "but it was so creased I had to take a walk in to town and get another, and then picked up the wrong size!" She laughed, and explained how she felt she owed John a lot, both for doubting and suspecting him and treating him badly. "I can't undo what I have done, but I can try and make amends." she stated, and stood up. "I have to make a phone call." she said and John stood up to leave, but her hand on his shoulder stopped him. "I'll go in the other room." she said, waving towards the smaller bedroom, "but whilst I am out, I want you to do something." John looked at her. "Anything!" he said impetuously and instantly regretted it. Marie laughed, walked to the bed and picked up the red corset, panties and stockings he had worn earlier. John felt himself colour, and was shocked when Marie told him to get dressed, adding, "If you don't mind?" When Marie left john sat on the bed and wondered what to do, after all he was still not really sure what Marie though of him. Did she really want him to dress up, and what did she have planned? If he did not dress she might think he had disobeyed her, but if he did dress did she have plans to disgrace him? He shook his head and thought, no she did not seem to be considering that. Had she not said she understood, and owed him a lot? Sighing to himself he removed his male clothes and carefully applied the special adhesive to his chest and attached the false silicone breasts. As it dried he pulled on the silky black stockings over his smoothly shaved legs and tucking his sex in tightly he pulled on the silky red panties with the black lace bows. He had fastened the corset and was just attaching the suspenders when the door to the other room opened and Marie walked in. Instantly he felt embarrassed and began to redden once again. "I have just talked to the MD," she began, as though he was dressed as he always was, "he confronted Lisa, and she broke down and confessed! Now," she said, "let's see, what are you, a 14?" John nodded, and Marie grabbed hold of his bag of make up and motioned towards the chair at the dressing table. Deftly, she turned his face towards her and applied foundation, blusher, eyeliner and eyeshadow, before painting on lipstick and mascara. Carefully she reached into his bag and looked at the cheap earrings and jewellery inside before shaking her head and reaching for a black velvet pouch on the dressing table and taking out a pair of beautiful diamond earrings and a pendant necklace. She placed these on the table, and instinctively John turned to look in the mirror behind him, when she stopped him and said, "Wait till I finish." She reached for the long dark wig and grabbing a brush gave it a brisk few strokes before placing it carefully on, and arranging it and flicking out the shoulder length hair down the sweeping curve of the neck. She smiled, and said, "No peeking." as she got up and walked to the large built in wardrobe. She slid open the door, and an array of expensive and very feminine clothes were revealed, along with pairs of shoes. Marie paused and ran through the clothes, but as she went she shook her head and glanced back as though trying to make a decision. Suddenly she stopped, looked back with pursed lips and laughed. She turned and was stood with the same beautiful silk cheongsam dress she had worn earlier in her hands. "I think this would look better on you than me!" she said, "I didn't want to admit it but it is a bit big for me, I don't have the curves for it!" and quickly undid the buttons down the front. With the dress on it seemed to cling like a second skin, and clung to every curve and shape of the body. Before either could say anything, Marie reached for the earrings and necklace and put them on. "I see now why you had your ears pierced!" she laughed, and turned her creation to face the long full-length mirror on the wardrobe. A tall, beautiful woman stared back, clad in silk and nylon and Marie shook her head and said, "Well, say something!" "I...I...don't know what to say!" the vision said, and smiled at Marie. "I think it's the least I can do, Jane," she said "but we are missing something." Jane looked down and realised she was still in stocking feet, and her shoes were in her room. "I don't think they would be appropriate anyway, that dress begs for sandals." Marie opined. Jane posed in front of the mirror as Marie walked to the hotel phone and called room service. Jane did not hear what was said, she was in seventh heaven, and only came down to earth when she heard the wardrobe door open and saw Marie take out a simple but expensive black dress. Without a trace of embarrassment Marie slid out of the robe, revealing black satin lace panties, bra and suspender belt. She reached into a drawer and pulled out black stockings and was about to pull them on when she groaned and held up the stockings for Jane to see the ladder in it. "I can't wear them, and that's my last pair!" she wailed. "Well," said Jane "I have a pair in my bag but they are blue to match that underwear! You want black with that underwear and dress." With that Marie turned to the wardrobe and pulled out a dark blue velvet dress. Jane smiled, and recognised the dress straight away, a Prada original Marie had worn to once a business presentation in London. She walked to the bed, and picked up the underwear Marie had admired earlier. "If it will fit..." she said and was rewarded by Marie's smile and protestations and promises to replace the underwear as soon as she could. Jane watched as Marie slipped out of her panties, bra and suspender belt, and dressed in the new pale blue underwear and slid on the brand new blue stockings. Quickly she touched up her make up, brushed through her long brunette hair, and slid her feet into a pair of navy court shoes. Turning to Jane she asked her shoe size and looked disappointed until she remembered something and reached into the wardrobe again and came out with a pair of plain white mules. "Although they're not your size they will do until we get there," she said. "Get where?" Jane started, and was instantly afraid, she had never been outside for more than five minutes before, and then in darkness for a walk round the deserted streets near her flat. On one occasion she was sure a neighbour was walking towards her and crossed the street and half ran, half walked back to the security of the flat and her dark secret. Marie smiled, "We are going shopping, and don't worry, you look superb!" She turned Jane towards the mirror and said, "Look, what do you see?" Looking back was a pretty, shy but elegantly dressed and made up young woman wearing ill-fitting and inappropriate shoes. Marie looked over at her and said, "Nobody will ever think anything other than what appears to them, and you need shoes! So we are going shopping!" Jane's reply was cut short as the room phone rang and Marie answered it with a few short words. As she put the phone down she looked at Jane and said, "Ready? Taxi's here. Do you have a coat?" Jane shook her head and Marie grabbed a short black jacket and handed it to her as she pulled on a blue Bolero jacket. Grabbing a small purse bag and throwing a few things into it she handed it to Jane and steered her to the door. *** The ride down in the lift was nerve racking, with Jane sure that everyone in the hotel was looking at her and it was only Marie's hand in hers and giving it a reassuring squeeze that got her out to the taxi. As the driver held open the door he smiled at them, and Jane blushed at the unexpected wink he gave her as her dress parted at the side to reveal the stocking top. As the taxi pulled away the driver asked, "Where to ladies?" Marie gave a town centre address then switched off the intercom so the driver could not hear. She looked at Jane, and asked if she was alright. By now Jane was beginning to calm down, and was actually enjoying being out in the summer evening air, and even caught the taxi driver looking at her in the mirror once or twice. She nodded and smiled, and said, "Do you think he knows?" as she looked at the driver. Marie smiled and shook her head, "But he is rather dishy." she said and the two girls giggled as Jane blushed and covered her mouth with her hand. The Taxi dropped them outside a large department store, and as they got out Jane felt an icy hand grip her heart, and she reached into the purse bag and realised she had forgotten her money, credit cards and was without a penny! As Marie paid the taxi, the driver passed a card to her and winked, "If you want a taxi back ladies, ring and I'll come running." The wink sent shivers down Jane's back and she blushed again. As she looked up to the vast fa?ade of the store, she turned to Marie and hissed, "I can't go in there, I forgot my wallet!" Marie laughed, "Darling, this is on me!" and taking her elbow propelled her towards the revolving doors of the store. The Concierge tipped his hat and smiled a greeting as they stepped in and Marie pointed towards the lifts to the shoe department. As they stepped out of the lift, Marie walked towards the shoe racks and began to point out to Jane shoes that would go with the dress she was wearing. As Jane tried them on a shop assistant approached and Marie explained that Jane's shoes had been lost at the airport, and they were shopping for shoes to match the dress she was wearing so they could go out that night. The assistant nodded and smiled and mentioned the dress was lovely, and she thought she had just the pair. She returned two minutes later with a pair of exquisite Jimmy Choo golden slingbacks and Jane could not resist trying them on. They complemented the dress perfectly, and set off her long legs beautifully. Marie nodded to the assistant, and handed over her credit card before Jane could protest at the price. The next two hours of late night shopping were a whirl of trying on dresses, skirts, blouse and shoes, with Marie guarding the changing room door as Jane tried on things. Marie insisted on buying Jane a dress and several skirts and blouses. Jane was lost in a wonderland and only came down to earth when Marie suggested they visit the lingerie department. Jane hesitated until Marie smiled and they headed off to see what wonders were displayed there. They browsed and admired the wonders of the silks and satins, lace and nylon and Jane was transfixed by a black silk teddy and a white Basque, as well as a baby doll nightie. As they browsed the spell was broken by an announcement from the public address system telling them the store was closing in ten minutes. They made their way to the front door of the store, laden down with their purchases but as they got there Marie excused herself and walked over to the customer service desk. Jane assumed she was arranging a taxi, but minutes later she returned and the concierge waved them out and flagged down a taxi. Sat back in the taxi Jane turned to Marie. "Thank you, I have had a wonderful time, how can I ever repay you?" Marie smiled, kissed her on the cheek and said, "But we have not finished yet!" and gave her a secret smile. At the hotel Marie walked up to the desk and exchanged a few words with the desk before returning with two room keys. Jane realised her room key was still in Marie's suite, so why did she need two keys? As the porter carried their bags and parcels upstairs she realised she had not felt so relaxed and good about herself before, and she had Marie to thank for it. As they reached Marie's floor she unlocked the door and tipped the porter, and collapsed on the bed. Propping herself on one elbow and kicking off her shoes she looked at Jane, and said "I hope I have made up for some of what I have done in the past." Jane sat down beside her and took her hand, and explained that tonight, for a couple of hours she had felt more alive, relaxed and free than at any time in her life. Marie looked embarrassed and picked up the spare key from the bed, and handing it to Jane said, "I have asked the hotel to change your room, this is the suite next door to mine, and in future if we go anywhere on business we will have adjoining rooms." She went on to explain that she thought of Jane now as a sister, and Jane was welcome to share with her the other half of her life as she had down tonight. Jane was beginning to become embarrassed as there was a knock at the door and Marie opened it to see a porter stood there waiting to assist Jane in moving her things from the small room into the new suite. It did not take Jane long to pack the few things in her room and took even less for the porter to carry the bags upstairs. As she opened the door she saw that Marie had slid a note under the door saying she had already unlocked the connecting door between the rooms and she only had to unlock her side and they could talk. As Jane opened the door she realised Marie was on the phone, and began to back away into her room, but Marie waved her forward and patted the bed. Jane sat down and could not ignore the conversation between Marie and the caller on the other end. As she listened she realised Marie was heaping praise on her alter ego John, and discussing how the department was going to replace Lisa, who was after all the team leader. Marie nodded and smiled and gave a few words of assent and agreement before hanging up and turning to Jane. Jane could hardly believe what happened next, as Marie explained that Lisa had admitted everything, and had stolen several thousand pounds worth of computer equipment as well as large amounts of the customer database. Fortunately the majority of the data had not been sold on, thanks to John's information, and Lisa had been allowed to resign after returning what could be recovered of the computers. This had left a position to be filled, and the MD had agreed with Marie's suggestion that they promote John to the post. Marie smiled at Jane's expression. "Well, say something girl!" and handed her a fresh glass of champagne. Jane laughed and told Marie this was probably the best night of her life! "Ha! I told you, we ain't finished yet!" she responded. *** Jane wondered what she had planned for later, but was soon to find out as Marie suggested they rest then go out to eat. Jane suddenly realised she was extremely hungry, and in all the excitement had not eaten for several hours. Marie suggested a restaurant, and after checking hair and make up in the mirrors they were ready, but Jane insisted on going to her room and fetching her credit cards and money. After all, she told Marie she could now afford to pay for the meal on her new salary! At the restaurant the waiter led them to a table and left them with the menus as they chatted about their shopping expedition. Jane looked at Marie and said, "What did you mean when you said you knew what I was going through?" Marie gave her a serious look and was just about to reply when the waiter returned. The question was forgotten as they made their choices and settled down to enjoy the meal. When the bill arrived Jane insisted on paying and placed the credit card on the bill and handed back to the waiter. As they finished the coffee Jane looked towards the counter where the waiter was in animated discussion with the owner and looking towards them both. Sudden realisation dawned, she had given them a card with the name John Sadler on! Quietly she whispered to Marie what she had done, and Marie smiled at her, and assured her all was fine. She got up and went towards the two men, and Jane saw her talking to them and nodding at her as she became more and more concerned. Finally the two men laughed and Marie returned, handing Jane the card and explained that she had told the two men Jane was recently separated from her husband John, and had taken the wrong cards when she left the house. As they left Jane apologised and Marie laughed, "I suggest you change the name on your card to J Sadler!" Laughing together they walked down the street arm in arm until they came to a group of people waiting outside a nightclub. Jane expected to walk on past but Marie would not hear of it, saying the night was still young and dragged her towards the queue of people waiting. As the doorman saw them both he nodded to them and waved them through the entrance ahead of the others, giving Jane a smile and a wink. Inside the club was noisy and hot, and the two girls found a table and were about to order drinks when two men approached them and stood by the table. One was tall, blonde and tanned with large hands and a winning smile, his friend was shorter and darker with serious eyes and a sardonic grin. "Tell me, which cloud did you two angels fall off?" asked the blonde one, and before Jane could reply the other asked what they would like to drink. Jane was just about to make some excuse or other and try to get rid of them when Marie replied they would both like white wine spritzers, when they came back from the ladies. Jane was dragged off to the ladies, and asked Marie what she thought she was playing at! Marie laughed and replied, "Well, which one do you fancy?" Jane spluttered something about not being interested, but Marie's expression told her she did not believe her and something inside began to stir at the thought of a man paying her attention. As they returned to the table the two men introduced themselves, the blonde one was called Steve and the dark haired one with the piercing eyes was Mike. They were only in town for a few days on business, and were looking for entertainment when they saw the club and got in as Steve said by "telling a little white lie." Jane leaned over and said, "What lie?" and laughed as Mike explained he had told the doorman she was his wife and they were following her to see if she met her lover! Mike looked at her and smiled, "Is it warm in here or are you blushing?" Jane stammered something about the lights and looked at Marie, but she was deep in conversation with Steve. Mike said something about her dress and she nodded and smiled and said she had to go to the ladies again, and although it took her three attempts she eventually got Marie's attention and the two retreated to the sanctuary of the ladies. Marie gave her a strange look as she explained that she thought it was time to go home and smiled at her as she stammered out that it was late and they both had work to do tomorrow. Marie looked at her and softly said, "If you don't like Mike, fine we'll get a taxi back, but I think you do." Jane's mind was in a whirl as she examined her feelings, and she agreed to go back to the table and have another drink. When she got back the two men looked up and smiled and her stomach flipped as they stood up for the two to sit down. Mike began to talk to her about the job, complimented her on her hair and asked about her perfume and the dress. She basked in his words, feeling ten feet tall and hardly noticed as his arm went around her waist. She laughed at his jokes and when he suggested a slow dance she initially demurred then followed him onto the dance floor. His arms encircled her, she could smell his aftershave and feel the muscles in his arms and shoulders as they danced, and almost did not notice when the music stopped. Embarrassed, she pulled away but he held her close and she knew he could feel the pounding of her heart. The next record began to play, and she melted into his arms and they clung together so close it was not possible to put a sheet of paper between them. As they did so he looked at her and began to nuzzle her neck with his lips, and she began to feel like her body was on fire. He raised her chin with his hands and kissed her lips and she knew this was what Marie had seen in her eyes. As they made their way off the dance floor Marie dragged her off to the ladies and said, "Well, I think either you take him home with you or he is going to explode!" Jane felt herself redden and replied she had no such intentions, but Marie just laughed and pushed her out of the door. As they entered the club it was apparent that people were leaving and she realised that it was very late. The music had stopped and both Mike and Steve were stood waiting with their coats, and again Jane felt a stirring in her stomach as Mike helped her into her jacket and kissed her shoulder. As they left, Jane expected to say goodnight and take separate taxis, but Marie suggested a nightcap, and before Jane could protest the four of them were bundled into a taxi to the hotel. As they reached the hotel, Jane's mind was in a turmoil, and she lost no time in dragging Marie into the ladies. "Marie, what do I do, I mean what am I going to do when he finds out, I am not sure I want this, what if it's not what I want?" The questions tumbled out in a rush, and Marie calmly held her by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes and said, "Trust your feelings, and if it feels good, do it!" and with that she winked and laughed and dragged her out of the ladies. The men were waiting in the foyer, and Jane started walking towards the hotel bar when Marie grabbed her elbow and steered her towards the desk. "Got to get our keys first!" she said and the way she said it left Jane in no doubt that the nightcap was to be in their rooms. In the lift Mike pressed close and she was amazed to see Marie kissing passionately with Steve, and embarrassed she turn to make small talk with Mike but he slipped his arm around her waist and kissed her, this time deep and passionate, his tongue rolling round her mouth, and his hand sliding up through the slit in the side of the dress. She was saved further exploration by the arrival of the lift, and they all piled into Marie's suite. Marie opened yet another bottle of champagne but Jane hardly had time to drink a mouthful before Mike whispered in her ear that they should go somewhere more private and grabbing the bottle and her hand began to walk towards the other room of the suite. Jane stopped him, opened the connecting door and led him into her suite. As she did she noticed on the bed the pretty baby doll nightie she had admired in the department store, and realised that was Marie's work. "Nice!" Mike leered, and she blushed scarlet. He reached for her and she became powerless in his arms, as he ran his hands over her body and up the stockings under her dress. As he began to unbutton her dress she stopped him. "Mike, I think there's something you should know..." but he silenced her with a kiss, and continued undressing her. He gave an appreciative whistle as the dress slid away to reveal the red and black corset, stockings and panties, and now she began to unbutton his shirt as he ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her passionately. Soon she was undoing his belt, and as she pushed him down on the bed and pulled off his shoes she could hear low moans and cries from the other room, she had forgotten to shut the door! Mike slid out of his trousers and pants, and she gasped as his engorged prick pointed towards the ceiling. Once again she was assaulted by guilt, and tried to talk but he silenced her and began to stroke the back of her neck, her legs and run his hands over her arse. She felt herself become aroused, and kissed his neck, his chest, and stomach, her tongue travelling down and for the first time, took him in her mouth, as he gave a low moan of pleasure. The taste was not unpleasant, and soon she was sliding him in and out, convinced he would come at any time. But he stopped her, and pulling her towards him, asked, "This is your first time, yes?" She nodded, and he began to kiss her again, and his hands travelled over her satin clad arse and felt her penis through the panties. She knew then that he was aware of her secret! She tensed, thinking he would stop, but he continued, stroking and rubbing through the soft silk, and she began to enjoy the sensation. Just when she thought she was about to explode he stopped, and reaching into his trouser pockets took out a condom and a small tube of lubricant. Gently, he slid down her panties, and lubricating his fingers slid them into her. She gasped and writhed at the unknown sensation and he began to finger her, until she thought she could take it no more. His other hand began to open the condom, but as he struggled she took it from him and carefully opened the packet and as he gently slid another finger into her rolled it onto his erect cock. The sight of it worried her, but she was now past caring, and as he removed his fingers and slid in behind her she felt it's tip brush her moist, openness and tensed slightly. He must have felt that, as he reassured her and gently with great tenderness started to slide into her. She gripped the satin bed sheet tightly and turned her head to one side, and could see their reflection in the full-length wardrobe mirror. She thought she would never manage to take him, but he was a considerate lover, and slowly and carefully entered deeper into her until she felt his balls brush her arse. She gasped and he felt her pleasure, and began slowly moving back and forward, until she felt that she would explode with ecstasy. He moved faster and faster and in the mirror she could see her false tits moving up and down in the red corset as he got quicker and quicker. Then with a cry they both came together, and he clung to her as they climaxed. Afterwards she lay on the bed, wrapped in his strong arms and he kissed her and asked if it good for her. She smiled and said, "Wonderful, I feel like a new woman!" He laughed and reached for the baby doll nightie they had tossed on the floor, "Well, why don't you model this for me then?" he teased. As he went to the bathroom she removed her few remaining clothes and sat on the end of the bed dressed in the soft silky nightdress and pants. He came back in and she could tell by the expression on his face he liked what he saw. Gently, he caressed her and very soon they were both in a high state of arousal, and made love again, this time in the bed, and fell asleep in each other's arms.