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It was difficult getting used to living on three whole floors instead of a single apartment. There was so much more to take care of! At least I had my own room again, even if it was rather cramped -- it just made sense to use the old servant's quarters because they were so conveniently located.

I hurried downstairs, my mind swirling with lists to organize and tasks to accomplish. It was obvious I needed more help; it was just too much to take on by myself. There weren't enough hours in the day! The stress was getting to me, and I wasn't sleeping well most nights.

Daddy had seemed worse, today. He'd gone into a paroxysm of masturbation at the sight of me, although I couldn't imagine why. Nothing about me had changed; I wasn't even naked.

The snow-white crinolines and lace "apron" served primarily to highlight the elaborate cutwork of my very short black lace dress, and a stiffly boned black leather bustier held everything in place and presented my breasts to their best advantage. The lace on top came barely high enough to conceal my nipples and tease them with every movement; the crinolines peeked out beneath my hem and were just long enough to keep me decent while standing, without obstructing access to anything.

I would have been just as happy to stay naked, but it amused Stacey for some reason, and that was good enough for me. The only downside was that I had to budget over an hour each morning just to get dressed. In all honesty, it probably was due more to the long black-lacquered nails adorning my fingers than the clothing; I was still getting used to them.

My bell jingled lightly in time with the click of my stilettos on the floor. Maybe Daddy didn't like the hose? I'd forgone a pattern in favor of a smoky grey that I thought Stacey would find attractive. Well, that and I'd ruined the patterned pair with an ill-considered grip.

Mom was more civil. A quick glance, a dismissive "I'm sorry, dear, but you're too old for me," and she had turned back to her Internet porn. I wanted to stay and talk, try and get her to socialize more, but I was late already.

Luckily for me, so was our applicant. I was able to greet her at the entry lobby after she'd been waiting less than a minute.

"Good morning," she chirped, clearly nervous. "I'm Irene Calzetta. I have an appointment with Ms. Richwell regarding her executive assistant position." She was thin, with breasts that looked a little large on her body, and curly hair about the same color mine had been. Her makeup was a little much for this early in the day, although I thought it was becoming and knew Stacey would like it, too. I bet myself she was wearing the only suit she owned. Somebody should have told her to remove the piercing in her eyebrow. Another college student looking to jump-start her climb to the top, I imagined.

I didn't bother explaining that I was Linnea Richwell, since it just confused them when Stacey did most of the talking. "Good morning, Irene. May I take your coat?" She accepted, like they all did. "If you'll wait here, I'll announce you."

Once in the cloakroom, it didn't take a moment to hang the coat and find a few hairs. Curling them carefully in my hand, I paced quickly down the hall to Daddy's -- no, Stacey's -- office and let myself in without knocking.

"I masturbated in the shower again, and our ten o'clock is here," I addressed Stacey, ignoring the girl who was kneeling in front of her. Miriam had appeared unexpectedly last week, apparently the result of a chance meeting. Both of them were naked and the room smelled of desire; Stacey wriggled contentedly as the girl's tongue stud stroked her clit, but eyed me with a trace of annoyance.

I missed being in that position, but I knew that Stacey still loved me, and it was important for me to have time to do all the other things nobody else could. It just made sense for me to take care of Daddy and Mommy, and handle the deliveries, and do the cleaning and laundry, and make our meals.

Stacey was such a trooper to help out with the... My thoughts hit a rough patch. Well, she helped out a lot, and was making an effort to master management of our finances, although she seemed to be fixated more on the balance of the money market account and the credit limits on our cards than rate of return or expected cash flows from our portfolio.

"Oh, Linnea," sighed Stacey, "what am I going to do with you? Why can't you be a good girl, like Miriam?" She sighed again, this time with pleasure, at Miriam's continued attentions.

"I can't help myself," I said remorsefully. "I miss you." She'd tried over and over to help me, but nothing seemed to do the trick. The decorative bell hanging from the ring behind my clit had been effective in the old apartment, but my parents' place was just too big. The reflexive jets of piss when I disobeyed or disappointed her had worked for a while, but I'd grown accustomed to them.

Once again, I'd found myself standing in the shower, doing myself and cumming like a total slut. The urine and warm water had run down my bare legs unnoticed while I energetically fingered my tits and ass and felt a yearning for something I couldn't quantify. I thought -- hoped -- it was Stacey.

That brought me back to the problem of finding some additional helping hands so we'd have more time for each other. I knew Stacey was pleased with Miriam, but there were aspects of life that couldn't be solved with a tongue stud, and we couldn't just wait around, hoping we'd run into somebody suitable.

Stacey had sounded dismissive but agreeable when I'd suggested a job posting. With the economy the way it was, we'd been deluged with applications. Naturally I'd had to read them all myself.

She apparently chose to accept my not-quite-apology -- or Miriam was distracting her. "What -- aaaaah -- do you think about this one?" Stacey asked.

"She seems like a good prospect," I offered, belatedly handing over the hairs. "I think she might clean up quite nicely." I hadn't had time to re-read it and couldn't remember the details of Irene's resume, but nobody made it to an interview if they were an idiot or unsuitable. The point of the interview was to do the weeding that we couldn't do otherwise -- no unattractive women, no men, and no high-profile candidates.

It was all very sexist and politically incorrect, and illegal to boot. I'd tried to speak up once early on, in defense of a rather homely girl, but arguments with Stacey always ended with me peeing myself and capitulating. Besides, as she'd lost no time in pointing out, it was exactly what the men did when they thought they could get away with it. I'd had to settle for hoping one of these attractive young girls had a brain in her head. Unlike Miriam.

Stacey pushed Miriam away for a moment so she could swab the curled hairs in her sex and then deposit them in the large candle burning on the desktop. I never tired of watching the process that had brought me to my true love.

Miriam returned to her oral worship. "Show her in, then," Stacey ordered.

I nodded and made my way back to the waiting room. "Ms. Richwell will see you now," I announced to Irene upon my entrance.

She jumped to her feet, a bundle of nerves, and I watched her eyes widen as she really saw me for the first time. "Does everybody dress like that, Ms...?"

I realized I'd forgotten to introduce myself, and the poor girl looked confused enough already. I remembered my first interview; I'd been a wreck too. "Miss Lily," I said, thinking of my bell. "And the dress code is quite casual."

Irene's mouth opened, but no words emerged.

"Can I get you anything, Irene?" She closed her mouth and shook her head. "Well then, if you'll follow me?" I jingled down the hall, the muted sounds of Irene's boots a pleasing counterpoint, and watched her out of the corner of my eye.

We'd just arrived at the office door when she reached out to touch my arm, pulling back her hand afterwards as if I'd been a live wire. "Please, Lily, can you tell me anything that will help me with this interview?"

I turned to face her and raised an eyebrow in wordless inquiry.

"I mean, I don't want you to do anything wrong! But the Richwell Trust is rather diversified, and Ms. Richwell also is caring for her parents. The posting didn't say much more concrete than 'assistant'. Should I focus mostly on the business side of things, or the personal?"

"An excellent question," I responded, meaning it. "You should ask Ms. Richwell, but for myself, I would emphasize the personal aspects -- after all, we're people first, aren't we?"

"Thanks, Lily!" she told me, sounding sincere. "Pull yourself together Irene; you need this," she whispered to herself, and then squared her shoulders.

I pretended not to hear her, and led her into the smoky office. "Ms. Richwell, this is Irene Calzetta. Miss Calzetta, Linnea Richwell. Is there anything I can get either of you?"

Stacey looked up from her overstuffed loveseat. Miriam was engaged in applying lotion to Stacey's thighs, a process that seemed to involve equal amounts of licking and massaging. "Thank you, --"

"Lily," I interjected, winking at her.

"Lily," continued Stacey, wearing a sly smile. "Can you help Irene with her coat?"

The girl started in surprise. "I'm sorry; I forgot I still had it on," she apologized, rapidly unfastening the buttons on her blouse. I accepted the blouse and suit jacket from her, and put them on hangers so they'd stay neat.

Now clad only in a pair of those ubiquitous stretchy low-rise slacks and her Victoria's Secret bra, Irene settled into the guest chair facing Stacey. Miriam, having taken a good look at our guest, turned back to her work.

Stacey wriggled upright enough that she didn't have to crane her head to watch Irene. "Well, Irene, tell me about yourself."

"Certainly, Ms. Richwell."

"Oh please, call me Linnea," Stacey smiled, and I stifled a giggle at the joke.

"If you insist -- Linnea," the girl acquiesced. "Well, I have my Bachelor's in psychology, and I've started on my Master's degree. I have a minor in Business Administration, and I was an intern at Koslov and Associates the last two summers. I think my experience and education would make me an excellent choice for your executive assistant."

"Very impressive," Stacey commented, looking at me.

"Why?" I mouthed silently over Irene's shoulder.

"Why?" Stacey parroted, looking blank.

"Excuse me?" asked a confused Irene.

My bell jingled softly as I repressed the urge to stamp my foot in frustration.

"I think Lily has a few questions," Stacey prompted. I sensed she was losing interest in the process, because she pulled Miriam's hands up to her breasts and sighed as the intimate massage resumed.

Irene looked around like she'd forgotten I existed, and I walked over to stand beside the sofa in front of her.

"I believe what Linnea meant to ask was, 'why are you not concentrating full-time on your studies?'"

The young blonde sighed. "I wish; it's just too expensive. It isn't worth being in student loan debt for the rest of my life." She smiled hopefully. "Ideally, I can find a job with flexible hours that will allow me to pursue my studies at the same time."

I nodded sympathetically. "Doesn't Koslov have an education reimbursement program?"

"Only for full-time employees. I wasn't making enough as an intern to pay for it myself, and they aren't hiring until business picks up."

"Couldn't you fuck somebody for it?" Stacey asked bluntly.

"What?" gasped Irene, looking scandalized. She blinked rapidly, and for a moment it appeared she was looking at Miriam.

"Sta -- I mean, oh shit!" I yelped. I caught myself too late; trickles of golden warmth marred the insides of my thighs. Wonderful, I thought; now none of us looked very professional. At least I had diverted Irene's attention away from Stacey. "And what did you do at Koslov?"

Irene hesitated for a moment and deflated. "Busywork, mostly. Oh, I could give you a song and dance about corporate synergy and leveraging human capital, but anybody with basic English literacy could have done it. I learned a lot about how a business actually operates, though."

It all sounded regrettably familiar to me. "And you have a psychology degree? Is that where you're doing your graduate work?"

"Yes, it is," Irene confirmed. Ducking her head, she added, "My concentration is in Human Sexuality."

I looked at her more closely.

Stacey pushed Miriam away from her and sat up, obviously curious. "Really?" Stacey asked. "What made you interested in that? And why don't you undress while you tell us?"

"Well," Irene temporized while she unfastened her bra, "it's just something I've always been interested in." Her breasts were large enough that they sagged slightly without support, looking out of place on her slight frame.

"Are those tits real?" asked Stacey, evidently following my train of thought, if not my sense of decorum.

"Of course," replied Irene, who this time looked only vaguely affronted -- mostly, I thought, by the insinuation. "I think I got them from my mother's side of the family." She leaned forward to pull off her short boots, giving us a view of how her tits hung from her chest, and then stood up to unzip her slacks.

"Anyway, sex seems like such a basic part of the human psyche, I felt it was worth making the effort to understand more about it." The coed shimmied the slacks down her legs and stepped out of them. "To try and learn what makes us tick, so to speak."

Belatedly I realized she was waiting for me and collected her garments. All that remained was a lace thong matching her bra. She had a cute little butt, I thought, inspecting her while I hung up the slacks.

Stacey leaned forward. "And what makes you tick, Irene? What untold secrets do you have inside of you?"

Irene hesitated, which was impressive in its own way. Stacey was such a smooth operator that most people didn't even realize she was stretching their boundaries. "I'm into anal," she confided in a barely-audible whisper.

I flashed on a memory of all my times with Michael, and how much I'd come to enjoy feeling him sodomize me. I watched Irene pull on her thong, sawing the fabric between her folds before pushing it down her legs, and wished I had an excuse to touch myself. The unworthy thought caused me to leak another small squirt of urine.

"That's it? You're just into anal?" Stacey asked intently. Luckily for me, she was so focused on the girl that she hadn't noticed what I'd done; I'd have to bring it to her attention later, but not in the middle of an interview.

"I mean really into anal." Irene sank back into her chair and pulled up her knees against her breasts, rocking slightly from side to side. "More than anybody else I know, and I've talked to a lot of people. I look at people's butts all the time; the sight of a thong sliding into somebody's crack gets me creaming. Nothing makes me hot like the feel of something stretching out my asshole." Her voice grew slightly louder, a byproduct of her obvious enthusiasm. "There's something so dirty, so nasty about it, it always gets me off."

I was getting hot just listening to her, and I noticed her nipples were erect.

Irene wasn't finished sharing. "I think there's something wrong with me. I've tried lots of things and lots of ways, but I can't orgasm unless somebody else -- a cock, tongue, or finger -- is penetrating my ass. I'm a freak."

A wave of sympathy suffused me, but Stacey stifled a laugh. "Have you ever met a black guy named Nathan?" She quickly composed her expression. "Never mind; you wouldn't remember."

Stacey abruptly stood up. "I think you'd be a fine match for us, Irene. The job is yours, if you want it."

Irene leaped to her feet, hands clasped in joy. "Yes!" she shouted, and then more sedately, "Oh, yes, I accept! Thank you so much, Linnea -- you won't regret it!"

I was a little nonplussed by the decision. It wasn't that I wouldn't have hired Irene, but that Stacey hadn't asked me before doing it. We were supposed to be helping each other out, but she was acting like she was in charge! First this Miriam girl out of nowhere, and now Irene before we'd done even half of the interviews I'd scheduled!

My gaze settled on Miriam, who remained curled on the floor; she was fingering herself languidly, her face still shining with Stacey's dew. She seemed to think I was running a bed and breakfast, and now it appeared I had somebody new to break in, too. I felt like things were getting worse instead of better.

God knew I loved her before all else, but I was going to have to have a heart-to-heart with Stacey before this got even more out of hand. She was a great lover, and a great hair stylist, but she didn't know crap about running a business. How many more freeloaders would we end up with?

"Just one formality to take care of," Stacey continued. "A quick drug test to make sure you're clean -- you are, aren't you?"

Irene nodded earnestly. "Sure. Where do I go?"

Stacey walked over to her. "Right here!" She plucked a strand of hair from the surprised girl's head and examined it in the dim light. "Now, Irene, you'll be working very closely with Lily." I jumped as she yanked a hair from me, too. "Very closely. She's a critical part of my team, and the workload really has gotten to the point where she can't handle it by herself."

I began to sense where Stacey was headed, and watched with rising anticipation as she spun our hairs together into a single strand and wound it about her finger.

"I'm sure I'll enjoy working with Lily," Irene told us, still beaming.

Stacey smiled knowingly. "I'm sure you will. Did I mention she really likes anal, too? She's not supposed to touch herself, but I don't have time to supervise her as much as I should; that will be one of your responsibilities. Lily will show you to your new office and take care of any other needs you might have."

The beginnings of a frown appeared on my face. It sounded like Stacey thought I was going to be Irene's assistant, instead of the other way around. That seemed... not right?

"She's very talented with her tongue, by the way," Stacey commented as she moistened the coil in her sex. She deposited it carefully atop the flame flickering on the large desktop candle, and I blinked back a brief wave of dizziness.

She handed the candle to Irene. "This is for your desk. That's all, then. Go settle in!" Wearing as wide a smile as I'd seen in some time, she returned to the sofa and pulled Miriam's face roughly into her crotch.

A little nonplussed for some reason, I collected Irene's clothing and led her out of the office and down the hall, mostly on autopilot.

"Oh my God, Lily, that went so much better than I expected!" Irene erupted once the door was closed behind us. "I just wanted a job, any job. I'm, like, Linnea Richwell's executive frikkin' assistant, can you believe it? I even have somebody working for me!"

There was a pause, and I could feel Irene's eyes on me. "What are you, anyway, Lily? My secretary or something? You dress like a maid in some guy's wet dream."

My mouth worked several times, but the reflexive answers stuck in my throat. "I'm not a maid; I'm a slut," I finally replied. "Everybody says so." I felt hazy on the details, but I knew it was true.

We pulled up in front of Da--Mr. Richwell's library. It had been converted into an office for... My thoughts petered out again. Linnea had the old office, and nobody else needed one -- of course, this was for Irene. "This is yours," I told her, leading her in.

Irene put the candle on the desk and looked around while I tried to decide what to do with her clothing. I'd have to check with -- Linnea -- to find out if she should have a bedroom. Finally I settled for draping the clothes over a chair; the blouse went slithering to the floor and I bent to retrieve it.

"You look cold," Irene told me.

I realized she'd been looking at my butt, exposed beneath the crinolines and dress. The thought made me wet. Well, wetter, anyway. "You should talk," I teased back, hoping I'd read the humor in her voice correctly.

She ran her hands quickly down her body and looked a little concerned. "I do feel a little underdressed," she admitted. "I hate to ask, but do you have some mascara and eyeliner I could borrow?"

"Sure," I said, feeling breathless. I felt good being able to help out, and she'd look even hotter with a little more definition around her eyes. "Do you want me to just bring them here?"

"How about I just come with you?" Irene decided. "I'd like to see a little more, and I want to know where to find you."

I gave her the nickel tour; actually, it was the Richwell place, so it was more like the $5000 tour. Irene asked a lot of questions, but she always seemed to be looking at my ass; I put an extra sway into my step and put a lot more English into opening the doors than was needed.

"This is Mr. Richwell's suite," I told Irene, before opening one of the double doors. "It's very important he remain restrained at all times." I led her in. "Good morning, Mr. Richwell. I wanted to introduce Irene Calzetta; she's Linnea's new executive assistant. Irene, this is Mr. Richwell."

"Goddamn it, Linnea!" he raved. "What crap is this? How dare you profane my house with another of your sluttish, gold-digging 'friends'?" His hand strained for his beet-red erection, but was brought up short by the Velcro wristband.

"Oh, Daddy," I sighed without thinking. A sudden hard spank on my ass made me jump.

"Lily!" Irene looked appalled. "Show Mr. Richwell some respect!" She looked apologetically at the man in the bed. "I'm very sorry for Lily's behavior, sir. We won't disturb you any longer."

A firm hand steered me back out the door, but not before I saw Mr. Richwell's cock squirt onto his stomach. "I'm sorry, Irene," I said. "I wasn't thinking -- I don't know why I said that."

"It's okay," she replied. "He probably won't remember us in 5 minutes, anyway. But don't let yourself forget who he is or why he deserves our respect. None of this would be here if not for him."

"You're right," I admitted, feeling chastised. I tried to imagine what running everything single-handed would have been like, but failed. "Can you imagine?" I asked sheepishly. "It's taken three of us to replace him."

"Don't get too full of yourself, Lily," Irene admonished me, but she was smiling. "I'm sure the Richwells had maids before you."

"Sluts," I corrected her automatically. I tried to feel affronted, but couldn't really argue the point. I settled for heading more directly for my room.

"You live here?" Irene asked, sounding surprised. She looked at the bed and small desk, which was covered with papers. Clothing overflowed the small closet and dresser, and it would have been worse without the laundry downstairs.

"Of course," I replied, trying to straighten a few things. I hadn't expected a visitor. "You could ask Linnea for a room, too, if you wanted one."

Irene was picking up resumes, portfolio reports, and medical bills. "That might be nice," she said absently. "Is the rent much?"

I was embarrassed to say, "I don't know. I guess it's included." I couldn't even remember the number on my last paycheck.

"Oh, you poor girl," Irene laughed, not unkindly. "No wonder Linnea was so desperate for help! Running something this size isn't something you learn in consumer math. You almost had me fooled in the interview, but Linnea thought up those questions you asked, didn't she?"

"I -- yes," I admitted. She must have.

"Well, just run all these down to my office when you get a chance and I'll start sorting them out. I'll make sure there's nothing too embarrassing before discussing them with Linnea."

I'd somehow thought of myself as important and indispensable, but Irene's absent questioning had pierced my bubble of self-delusion. It was right that I was only Irene's assistant; I was lucky Linnea hadn't decided just to fire me! I choked back a sob as I wet myself.

"Lily! Did you just pee on the floor?!"

Blushing and looking at the floor, I nodded. Was it possible for me to screw up even more?

"God, you're a kinky slut," she commented. Her voice didn't hold the condemnation I'd expected. "Well, tell me where you keep your cosmetics and then go clean up."

I realized her good opinion was critical if I didn't want to lose my job. "In the top drawer of the dresser," I said, and then knelt to start licking. There really wasn't that much there.

Irene's brows rose, but she didn't comment. After watching a moment, she turned away and moved to the dresser. "What is this?" she asked me after rummaging inside. She held up a large black dildo. "Not mascara, I think," she smirked.

"It's not mine," I protested without thinking. "It belonged to a friend. Linnea" -- I stumbled on the name -- "doesn't let me masturbate."

"So I recall," Irene said, examining it closely. She sniffed, and then tasted the tip of it. "She said you liked your ass filled, too, didn't she?"

I think the heat in the room went up about ten degrees in half as many seconds. It was impossible to miss the signs of Irene's arousal; her nipples stood out and her lips glistened. I was just as excited.

"You've had this in your ass, haven't you, Lily?" she said, approaching me with feigned casualness.

"Maybe," I whispered. I honestly couldn't remember. Did I know a Michael?

Irene laughed again, misunderstanding me. "You don't have to lie to me. As long as I'm holding it, it isn't masturbation, is it?"

I felt the tip of it trace a path along my bun to the crack of my ass, and arched my back, extending my butt as high as I could. "Please," I gasped, on fire. I couldn't remember the last time I'd cum, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

She probed further, teasing my anus but holding the dildo so loosely I couldn't push it into my needy back door. "Your ass is so hot," Irene sighed breathlessly. A hand flipped up the hem of my dress, completely exposing me, and Irene landed a few lazy lashes with the length of the dildo, making my bell jingle and my pussy drip.

For my part, I moaned and closed my eyes, straining to offer myself to her more fully.

Her hand caressed my sensitized skin, and then dipped between my legs to probe briefly within my swollen folds. The fingers slowly retreated, tracing cool trails on my heated flesh. I dry-humped the air, helpless to control myself.

"Needy little Lily-slut," Irene teased. "Your sweet rosebud is just aching to suck this bad boy in, isn't it?" The dildo was back, pushing ever so slowly into me, but her hand was there to keep me from thrusting myself onto it.

I rested my head on the floor and panted. It wasn't just the physical stimulation, although that was damn good -- Irene clearly knew her way around an ass. It was her running commentary and the manner in which she simultaneously admired and teased my burning body.

She twisted the intruder within me, angling it from side to side, filling and stretching me deliciously. "What a greedy hole you have, Lily," Irene husked. I could smell her arousal beside me. "You look so perfect; you were made to take cocks, to swallow them in your hot ass. Big cocks, forcing themselves into your tight butt. Oh God, it's so much better than your pussy, thrusting in your ass, your dirty ass, fucking your ass!"

Irene's hand was trembling violently, which only made her reaming feel even better. I would have fallen over, but the only thing not on the floor was my skewered rear end. Creaming and gasping for air, I teetered on the edge of a gigantic orgasm.

"Jenny," thought my traitor mind, and I lost it completely.

Feeling me go, Irene stepped up her assault and began pistoning the dildo fiercely into me, so aggressively I thought her fist might leave bruises on the bottom of each stroke. She was panting raggedly and mumbling, but the only word I could make out was "ass" -- which she used repeatedly.

I could have wallowed that way for much longer, but Irene unexpectedly released her grip and I did fall over, with the dildo still buried inside my rectum. I looked up at her and saw she was crazy turned-on.

Her naked body was covered with a light sheen of perspiration; her face was flushed and the color extended well down to her breasts. The nipples capping them extended rigidly and she was so wet between her legs an onlooker would have been forgiven for thinking she, not I, had peed herself.

Those oversized globes mesmerized me, but Irene had other ideas. "I need you, Lily," she panted. "God, how I need you." She pushed urgently at me until I rolled the rest of the way onto my back, and then swung a leg over so she was crouched atop me.

"Rim me," she ordered. "Work that slut tongue up my ass. Hurry!"

I remembered what she'd shared. I wasn't supposed to masturbate; she couldn't. Well, not and get off on it, anyway. Of course I would have helped, even if my continued employment hadn't depended on brown-nosing my boss. The thought prompted a giggle I couldn't stifle.

"Lily!" Irene impatiently hissed, and ground herself against my face.

She was such an easy lay. I'd barely gotten the tip of my tongue into her before she exploded like a bomb. "Don't stop!" she screamed, loud enough I could have heard her from down the hall.

I started sawing my tongue in and out of her pulsing back door, to Irene's evident delight. In a way, it really was the same as eating out -- Linnea -- and I'd been able to do that for hours. I wasn't getting as much out of it as she was, but doing such a good job of servicing her was turning me on again.

Greatly daring, I surreptitiously reached for my throbbing clit. I was disappointed, but not surprised, when Irene redirected it and pinned my hand beneath her leg. That just intensified my delight when she began to caress the rings around my clit. I bucked underneath Irene and started sucking and blowing, repaying her attentions.



When Irene finally stood up, I figured the honors had been about even. "We'll be doing more of that," she told me with a big smile of approval. "I can see you'll be an excellent assistant, Lily."

"Thank you, Irene," I responded while climbing to my feet. "I think I'm going to love working under you, too." I winked and she laughed. She just seemed less tightly wound than Linnea.

"Oh, no!" she scolded when I started to remove the dildo from my butt. "Leave that alone; here." Irene pulled me in front of the full-length mirror on the wall and brushed at my dress until it was straightened, and then pulled gingerly on the black cock until it was about half out and the end protruded slightly from my crinolines. "That'll do, for now. Your ass looks so good with something in it."

"Okay," I said, wondering how long she'd expect me to keep it in. Oh well; she was the boss. "Anything else?"

"Well, no masturbating, of course. And perhaps you should ask Linnea about a room for me, and access to the expense account. We'll need a few changes." She stopped me before I could take the first step. "No, on second thought, I'll speak to her myself after I get fixed up. Have lunch ready in my office at noon -- something light; maybe a half sandwich and some vegetable soup."

Luckily she hadn't asked for anything weird. I answered, "Sure," sounding upbeat and positive. "For two?" Irene nodded and turned back to the cosmetics; I started for the kitchen in a good mood. It was early still, but I thought I was going to enjoy being Irene's assistant; I'd have to thank Linnea the next time I saw her.

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Do you want me to be slutty for you? I think you do, and when I think about it I lose breaths that normally I take for granted. We’ve never touched before and as I look at your hands I wonder how they will feel on me, I wonder about the little things, the electricity between the tips of your fingers and the skin on my neck, how warm your hands will be on my breasts. I wonder about the other slightly larger things too, such as when your hands are on my breasts and I put my hands over yours and...

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A Weekend with my Big Sister Part Three

Lucy giggled as she closed the bedroom door behind her.“Oh my God, you pair of fucking perverts, you’re sisters for fuck’s sake,” she said. “How fucking horny, two sisters fucking each other,” she continued.“Who could blame me?” replied Georgia. “I saw how you were looking at Jay last night. Surely you’re not surprised I’m shagging her?”Lucy smiled and nodded in agreement, then looked at me.“Last night when I said you weren’t my type, Jay, I meant for a relationship. But for some good old...

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A Tale Of Two Jerrys Ch 03

‘Are you going to that seminar today?’ Alicia asked. ‘Unfortunately I am scheduled for it. I really think that they are barking up the wrong tree with this. I have a feeling that this is going to have the exact opposite effect on what they want’, Jerry said as they continued their walk to the opening shift meeting at the front of the store. ‘I completely agree. I’m not scheduled for the seminar until Friday though. You will have to let me know how it goes’, she grinned. ‘I will. I came...

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A Latina babe with a surprise

A Latina babe with a surpriseThat Winter we had escaped from the New York`s cold weather and had gone for a week to Miami. My sweet Ana was so horny during these days… On the fourth night, after dinner outside in a nice restaurant, she suggested to go down to the hotel bar and pick up somebody to enjoy a good time for the rest of the night… We decided finally to go out from our hotel and we ended in a nice pub just a few blocks away from there.A nice brunette girl, Latino type, started a...

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Lightning flashes and thunder strikes. We can feel the vibration through the building. The lights flicker. In shock Samantha comes over to me, placing her hands on my arms. What are you doing here? Samantha reached up and softly kissed my lips. Samantha said, I need you tonight. Moving her hand inside my jacket, she reach under my shirt. I could feel the heat coming off of her body. She kissed me again more intently. Her hand slides down into my pants, faintly touching the outline of my...

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Amanda Is Going To Pop

What type of girl are you? 1) You were very promiscuous, a regular slut. No, that would be an insult to the name slut. You were a super slut. The fact that you are pregnant, is not only not a surprise, but it was inevitable given the amount of sex you have. In fact, this isn’t even the first one you’ve had, Or the second. You don’t care. You wear this belly the same as the one before, as a badge of pride. Despite you are repeating your last year of high school and at this rate are not likely to...

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Hello Everyone! This is Nik again – back with one more sexcapade. The following story is a genuine incident. I enjoyed the rush of hormones and the thrill in it. I am narrating it as it is. Hope you too like it. Those who are reading this story for the first time, I would suggest you head over to my earlier story where I and . This story is a continuation of the previous incident and is one among many regular sexual encounters that I had been having for past few months. After the first sex that...

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Bhabhi Bani Meri Randi Meri Deewani

Hi myself Sunny, I am entrepreneur running my business for past few years successfully. My story is one of my dreams which happened with me in real 7 months back. This story started with the recruitment of my office secretary. After working with me for 8 months I was impressed by her skills and offered her role of my personal manager as well. She accepted the role and she became my both personal secretary and manager. We both are unmarried (Age-27, Name-Natasha), that’s why I hired due to no...

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This is a true story of when I was living in a small town in the mid west for a couple of years. I had a part time job at a video store and and it was usually quiet. The owners of the store would put in orders for new movies and they had a large adult section that they would keep a good selection of films. One day they were doing an order and they mentioned a local adult bookstore that had glory holes in the video booths. I was only 20 at the time so I had not had much time in the adult store...

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That Time I Helped Becky Suck Cock

What follows probably would never have happened if Becky and I hadn’t started browsing swinging sites together. At first we took the piss. Then we both saw the possibilities. “Seen anyone that appeals?" I asked.“Maybe..."“And would you?” I asked.“I might... If they were nice.”“What’s nice, then?” “You know...  our kind of people.”“What’s our kind of people, then?” “You know. Stunningly beautiful like me; handsome and hunky like you.”“Mmm, tall order,” I said, grinning like an idiot.“Very tall....

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FilthyMassage Bri Klein Feeling Up Bri Klein

Bri is a blonde sexpot with incredible natural tits. We start by oiling her up slowly and fingering her shaved pussy, then squeezing her amazing boobs. She’s getting turned on so we get her all on all fours & shove a fat cock inside her. She gasps while we fuck her good from behind, flip her over for missionary and start ramming her – she can barely take the whole thing. We face fuck her before letting her climb aboard, she bounces on the dick until she orgasms and then lets us...

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Flossies RevengeChapter 28

Marian was washing up the supper dishes, wondering at what had come over her husband. He had come home early, subdued, and said he wasn’t hungry. He went to bed right away. When she went in to see what was wrong, he asked her ... actually asked her ... to leave him alone. He said he had a rough day, and just needed some extra sleep. Then he asked her to wake him up when she was ready for bed, so he could move to the couch. She had been astounded, and was currently thinking about letting him...

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Please Give me Something to Remember you by greatest generationChapter 10

When he came through the front door that evening, she could tell by the look on his face that something had happened that day. “Is it the war?” She asked. “Billy McClain was killed in the Hurtgen Forest,” he said. “I’ve been with Helen trying to console her.” Looking into his wife’s eyes tears formed beneath his bottom lids. “When is it going to stop Eve?” It was a question that was being asked in homes throughout the country. The massive invasion that took place in June, the largest...

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The old house had been a lot of things in its time for the most part it had been abandoned and empty. At the turn of the century it had been a whore house untie a patron came inside with a tommy gun and killed the Madame, a few girls and a couple johns. The first time the relator had shown it to Mr. Jameson she had felt weird in the house. she new that their wasn't any such thing as ghosts but maybe it was just her mind fucking with her, or it was because he kept checking her out. Despite her...

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By the Lake and in the Van

It was his turn to receive so after moving to his back, I went to my knees. It didn’t take much to find his dick that night as the stars shown on his skin. I still think he has the most beautiful dick I’ve ever seen. I slid my hand over his smooth hard shaft and lowered my head till my lips touched his head. I parted my lips slowly building up till they were completely open and my mouth enveloped him. I felt him hard in my mouth and my hand as the wetness of my mouth coated him and I could...

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We have a letter box at the front of our house, some neighbours at the back have another letterbox on their houses but we don't. Someone put a leaflet through ours, as usual it was rubbish so I threw it away. I was sat out on the patio when an Asian guy came on the back road delivering leaflets he offered me another and I said "No thanks". He asked for a glass of water so I invited him in.As he stood in my kitchen with a glass of water, he said he was delivering these leaflets for money as he...

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Lottery WinnerChapter 21

We walked into the living room to see Wendy on top of her husband who was fucking her cunt. A guy I didn’t know was buried in her ass. His strokes were not in time with her husband’s but she didn’t seem to mind. She was encouraging both of them to fuck her hard. It was a nice start. I looked over at Beth and Nicole. Both were smiling. I thought that was good because it can and probably will get more kinky. The dining room table had been removed with the chairs pushed against the wall. With a...

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Sarah was working an her Weekend routineSarah wasworking on her Weekend routine. Ever since she went to college and had to sharea room with that black girl Liza she had to think of ways to satisfy herselfsecretly. Not that it would have been any different from the time she lived athome but somehow she hoped it would be easier once she got a couple of hundredmiles between her and her parents. But luckily Liza left off every Friday likeclockwork to go back to her own family so she got the time...

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Triplet X Love Times 2 Book 1 The Honeymoon WeekChapter 17 The Swinging Sea Couple

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moms blindfold

Karen adjusted her thin bra while speaking with her husband John. Her large nipples clearly visible and poking through the thin fabric, just the way her husband John liked them. She continued talking to John. I just don’t know what it is with her John, she answered our ad looking for another woman for the two of us. She keeps telling me that she is open to the idea of taking a cock again after all the past years of being unwillingly celibate but when I bring up the idea of my husband...

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It was nothing new, my wife Linda had been going on nights out with friends since you first met. Recently Linda came home and shyly whispered in my ear I've been a little naughty. My interest was peaked and Linda could tell that I was giving her my full attention. She slips off her dress, facing away from me, revealing that she is now braless and knickerless. Her ripe ass is still framed by the stockings and her legs look sculpted in her heels. As she turns around Linda reveals that it was...

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Donkey Raped DaughterChapter 3

The two leggy ladies sat on the patio, beside the swimming pool, sipping tall, cool drinks. A breeze stirred the surface of the water and moved a single cloud across the sky. Veronica's red hair caught glints of sunlight so that it seemed to smolder and her eyes were smoldering, too, as she read Hank Suchard's letter. Linda sat back, smiling slightly as she watched her friend re-reading the part about the donkey show. Veronica looked up, frowning slightly. "How amazing," she said. "I...

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Ever since I was young I always wanted to take a trip to Saudi Arabia. The middle-east always fascinated me. I took a plane to Saudi and met my tour guide at the airport. I had no prior knowledge of who my tour guide was to be but my expectations were of a man with considerable knowledge of the land. As I walked out of the plane I saw one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen. She wore a black jilbab with a black hijab and black sunglasses. She had fair skin and nice lips. To my luck she...

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Hamar Top Class Ke Bhaujai

Hi guys and gals i m aaryan from a small city gorakhpur.. Main dikhne mein average hoo fair complexion 5.10 ht.. Waise main sex ka deewana hoo muth marta rehta hoon stories padh kar aur mujhe bahut maja aata hai… So now coming to story mere bhaiya ka nayi nayi shaadi hui abhi do mahine hue bhaiya ne love cum arrange maariage kia… Bhaiya bhabhi ek dusere se bahut pyaar karte hain lekin dhire dhire bhaiya bhabhi se door hone lage kyunki woh bahar reh kar job karte the manager ki post par aur woh...

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GAY OR BI part 2

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Aces and EightsChapter 18 Escape

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I'd had a thought over the weekend concerning the money I'd found under mom's bed. Figuring that some people are just naturally nosey and if the cleaning crew that came in on every Wednesday had someone like that I'd best move the money. Just before leaving the house to take Linda to the airport I'd stuffed what was in the metal box into a backpack. After dropping Linda at the airport I headed for a different bank than the one where mom had her safe deposit box and opened new checking...

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Using The Sex Doll

He sat the petite woman up; her head rolled limply to one side. He held her chin and turned her face to his; he brushed her waist length blonde hair to one side with his fingers and saw she was even more beautiful when in a trance than he'd hoped. She had a natural beauty with gorgeous features that needed little enhancement from makeup. He recalled the awesome color of her eyes that had first captivated him was a beautiful deep blue. Her face, eyes, and body had so intrigued him he’d secretly...

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Cuckquean Diaries When The Cats Away

"Must you go?""I must. Someone fucked up and the Koreans are saying they'll only talk to me.""Mmm-hmm," I smile slyly at my husband, "and this has nothing to do with that time the Korean purchasing manager had to give that presentation to senior management while under her skirt, your cum was slowly dribbling out of her and running down her leg?""Are you accusing our best clients of manufacturing a crisis, just to get laid?" he says in mock-horror, a smile playing across his lips."Well, once...

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Human PhoenixChapter 17

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NubileFilms Jillian Janson Office Rumors

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Private Blondie Fesser MILF Masseuse Enjoys Hot Fuck

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ExxxtraSmall Angel Del Rey Tiny Muslim Teen Lives The Anal Dream

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The StormChapter 24

Caroline roused herself from her nap at the sound, a light tapping. As she sat upright it began again, a more insistent knocking on her bedroom door. “It’s open!” she called out, pulling the bedsheet up above her breasts. The door opened and Anita sidled in, looking back down the hallway. Anita said, “Caroline, I need to ask a favor...” as she turned and saw that her hostess was not alone. She stopped in mid-sentence as she stared, her eyes widening and her jaw dropping open. “Nice outfit!”...

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Prize WinnerChapter 13

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One thing I hate about summer is the daily matinees that play at the theatre that I work at. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job, but working 11 to 11 is killer. On this particular day, I’d been up since 5:30am because of my college class and by 10pm I was already going insane from exhaustion. By 10:10, I had finished with inventory count, and myself, and Jerry, who had done money, were heading upstairs to check everything. I was looking forward to going up there because I got to see Brandon....

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Helen Joins the Mile High Club

Helen was at work feeling really excited about her forthcoming holiday to Tenerife with her husband James, they were due to get the train to the Airport tonight for the 21.30 flight. Her primary concern at the moment was what sexy outfit to wear for the outward journey she had already decided to wear her knee length black boots to allow her to wear both a sexy short skirt and her flight socks. Helen decided to go back to basics and wear the first underwear that James had got her 11 years ago...

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