5 comments/ 62992 views/ 4 favorites Katie's New Job By: Gareth77 The alarm clock barely had the chance to make any noise before Katie reached out to switch it off. It was 6am on Friday. Time to get up. "Almost one week in..." Katie thought. She had been employed at her new company for almost a full week now. Upon graduating from university, Katie had landed herself a great job in the advertising sector. Following a short vacation, and then a few days getting her orientation, the early mornings were gradually becoming less of a shock to her system. Despite having to get up a full two hours earlier than she was used to back in university, Katie had managed to stay faithful to her ritual morning regime. She got up, stretched out and began to pull on her running kit. Half an hour later, Katie returned home from her run. She kicked off her Nike's and stripped, allowing herself a smile as she checked her figure in the mirror. She worked hard to keep herself in good shape by running every weekday morning, and often received compliments regarding her athletic body... not just from men either. Although it embarrassed her immensely, Katie's friends often confessed their jealousy of her beautiful long legs, toned body and shapely 32C breasts. Despite her obvious good looks, Katie remained fairly shy and easily embarrassed. Especially when sex was concerned anyway. Following a long shower and breakfast, she dressed. Discarding her robe, she picked out an expensive white lace bra and a pair of matching french knickers. Katie enjoyed dressing well, and secretly took extra pleasure from the thought that no-one besides her knew she wore extremely sexy lingerie under her everyday clothes. It was her secret though. Sliding the french knickers up her slender legs, she wondered if she would ever pluck up the courage to say yes to one of the men who asked her out. She kind of knew she was good looking, but she cursed her lack of confidence! Katie took time to style her shoulder length blonde hair and apply her make up and, having finally selected a black trouser-suit she dressed herself and slipped into a suitable pair of black heels. Upon leaving her flat, she jumped in her new-shape VW Golf and drove to work. ---- Katie entered her office and sat down behind the desk. "Morning Cameron!" she said, greeting her new friend with whom she shared the office. Cameron who was seated behind her own desk, was slightly older than Katie and had been at the firm for a year already. She was attractive, with light brown hair and had a good figure, similar to Katie. "Hey Katie" replied Cameron, "Last day before the weekend! Do you have any plans..?" "No, not really" Katie sighed "Probably just catch a movie with my friends or something." "Well, a few of us from the office are going out tonight if you fancy joining us? It'd be a good chance for you to get to know everyone properly?" Knowing that Katie lived just outside the city she added , "If you want to, I have a place in town, so you could crash in my spare room?" Cameron's offer seemed to be a good idea. Katie had been there a week and barely knew anyone besides her small team and her boss. After some persuasion from Cameron, Katie nervously accepted the offer. Social gatherings weren't exactly Katie's strong point, but she knew she should make the effort. Katie was cc'd in on a group e-mail from Cameron shortly, letting her know the plans for the evening and Cameron's address. The rest of the day passed without much excitement; a full schedule of meetings and research. Finally, Katie turned off her computer and gathered her files into her briefcase. "See you later!" Cameron said, reminding Katie of her commitment to the evening. There was no backing out now. ---- Almost precisely at 8pm, Katie pressed the button for Cameron's doorbell. A few seconds passed before the door was answered. "Wow, right on time!" exclaimed Cameron "Come on in!" Katie stepped into the foyer of the apartment building where Cameron lived, and followed her friend up the stairs and into the flat. "Just put your stuff on the table for now" directed Cameron. "..Glass of wine?" Katie accepted the offer of a drink, hoping it would give her some dutch courage for the evening. She was nervous about meeting everyone in a social setting, hoping she would pass approval. "Is it ok if I quickly change?" Katie asked, having been worried she might crease her 'going out' clothes during the drive into the city. "Yeh, go for it!" answered Cameron "Your room's just by there. I'll go and get your wine." Katie moved into the spare room and closed the door behind her. Opening her overnight bag she removed her neatly folded skirt and top she was planning to wear for the evening. She slowly undid her jeans and pushed them down, stepping out of them. Next, she pulled off her top, throwing it on top of her discarded jeans. She stood in a provocative set of matching pink bra and panties. Suddenly, Katie heard a knock on the bedroom door and it opened immediately! Cameron hadn't waited for a response as she came into the bedroom. "Here's your wine!" she announced, coming in and sitting on the bed! Katie blushed, embarrassed she was stood dressed in so little as her friend entered. "Oh.. Thanks.." she managed to say as she hurriedly put her denim skirt on. "That's some really nice lingerie you're wearing!" exclaimed Cameron "They look so good on you too. You look really hot!" Cameron looked up and down Katie's toned body. "Oh...oh yes.. thanks" stammered Katie, kicking herself she didn't change quicker. Her face hot from blushing so much. Thankfully Cameron didn't stay on the subject and Katie dressed, albeit too late! Half an hour and a few glasses of wine later, the girls left Cameron's apartment ready to head into town. Katie's mind was only just letting go of the embarrassing situation that had occurred. ---- An hour later, Katie had met the crowd that was out for the evening. Fortunately, as there were only eight people joining them, there were not too many names to remember. Katie recognised four or five members from her own small team at work. The wine she had with Cameron was taking effect and Katie found herself almost relaxed amongst her present company! Throughout the evening, Katie managed to overcome her shy personality and spoke to virtually all of her new colleagues. Upon moving on to a different Bar, Katie managed to find herself having a nice conversation with Steve and Jeff, two colleagues whom she hadn't met before the evening. She didn't know if it was the effect of the alcohol, or just the congenial manner of the two men, but finally her nerves had all but gone. Cameron was seated close by, involved in what seemed to be a very private discussion with Georgina and Evan, a couple whom Katie had not yet had the chance to meet properly. Finally they stood, having appeared to have reached an agreement regarding whatever they had been talking about. It was late by this time, and Cameron approached Katie. "Hey you!" she chimed "Evan and Georgina have agreed to walk home with us for a nightcap at mine. Are you ready to go?" Katie turned to Steve and Jeff and answered Cameron by saying her goodbyes to the two men. "Lets go.." Katie motioned to Cameron and followed her towards the door. ---- It was now dark. Katie convened with Cameron, Evan and Georgina on the sidewalk outside the Bar, raising her eyebrows and smiling to say hi to the couple. Evan was tall and well built with dark fairly short hair. He was wearing a smart black jacket and jeans. Georgina, who was arm in arm with Evan, was fairly petite, and had long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. She wore a closely fitted strapless red dress. Katie had to admit, they were a good looking couple. "Katie. Hello" Evan introduced himself and his partner. "Cameron tells me you're new to the firm. We apologise for not introducing ourselves earlier, but hope we can get intimately acquainted this evening..." "That would be lovely" answered Katie, not entirely sure what Evan had meant by 'intimately acquainted'. She passed it off and the group began the short walk back to Cameron's flat. ---- Upon arriving home, Cameron offered drinks to everyone. Georgina joined Cameron in having a Malibu and Coke, whilst Evan opted for a Scotch. Katie declined the alcohol - She knew she had drunk too much already and requested a glass of water. Following a relaxed conversation about work and how she was finding the company, Katie felt herself becoming slightly uncomfortable, finding herself the topic of conversation. She tried to divert the conversation away from herself by asking about Evan and Georgina. "So, are you guys married?" Katie asked? "Who, Evan and me? Goodness no!" Georgina answered. "We just get together occasionally and have great casual sex..!" Katie suddenly found herself wishing she didn't ask the question she did. "What about you Katie? Do you have an other half?" inquired Evan. Katie was about to politely reply when Cameron quickly answered for her... "You must be joking! Considering the lingerie she's wearing, she was obviously hoping to make a good impression on whoever she was trying to get with tonight!" Although it was meant as a joke, Katie was mortified. Cameron had just brought up the incident that occurred earlier that evening. "Um... I think I'm going to head to bed." Katie wanted to get out of there fast. She was so embarrassed. "Its been really nice meeting you, but its been a long day. Goodnight!" Katie stood, and didn't wait for anyone to say goodnight. As she quickly walked to Cameron's spare room she found herself wishing for the ground to open up and just swallow her up! She rushed into the bedroom, closing the door behind her. Her face was hot and red from blushing so much! She quickly pulled off her skirt, changed into a tight fitting T-shirt and got straight into bed. A thousand voices screamed at her inside her head as she regretted so much what happened in that very room not a few hours earlier. Finally, as the day caught up with her, Katie fell into a light sleep. ---- Katie slept for what seemed like an eternity. She woke up, but it was still dark. She recalled a dream that she had just had, where Steve and Jeff whom she was speaking to earlier had been kissing her and touching her. She remembered Cameron walking in on her, and then Cameron's comment to Evan and Georgina. "Shit..!" Katie cursed as the memory flooded back into her mind. Sleep had allowed her to forget the evening's incidents momentarily. Katie realised why she had woken up. Her mouth was really dry and she needed a drink of water. In her haste to get to bed she neglected to bring her glass with her. Slowly she pulled back the covers and got up. "What time was it? Surely Cameron won't still be up." Katie decided it would be safe to get herself a drink without getting dressed. Just to be safe she opened the door quietly.. Upon opening the door the sight Katie witnessed staggered her... Katie's three colleagues were having sex! Katie quickly and silently closed the door as far as she dared so as not to make a noise. Katie could now hear the trio clearly through the crack of the door. The image was now printed on her mind. Cameron, her friend, was kneeling on a chair, with absolutely no clothes on. Her butt was pushed backwards towards Georgina who kneeled on the floor behind her. Evan was stood behind the chair, Cameron facing him. "Holy Fuck!" Katie said to herself silently. "Did they see me?" She thought... Obviously not, she concluded as the soft moaning continued. Katie knew she shouldn't, but she had to look again. She was drawn to the crack of the door.. Sure enough, through the crack of the door Katie could see Cameron taking Evan's hard cock deep into her mouth. Cameron had one hand around the base of his shaft, controlling how deep Evan could push into her mouth, into her throat even. As Evan rhythmically moved his hips back and forth to fuck her mouth, Cameron moaned and sucked, using her lips to stimulate his wet cock. Evan was talking to Cameron, commanding her. "That's right, fucking suck it you slut! Ohh yeah.." The concentrated look on his face told Katie that Cameron was obviously doing a good job. Evan tightly gripped the light brown hair on the back of Cameron's head and started to pull her mouth down, further over his stiff cock, forcing her to take more of his shaft into her already full orifice. "Come on you little whore, fucking take it!" Cameron didn't complain. Instead she removed her hand from Evan's shaft, allowing him full control over how much of his cock he wanted to push into her. She was now taking the length of his cock into her throat. Katie wanted to see more. Although she didn't want to take her eyes from the sight of Evan's hard cock penetrating her friend Cameron's mouth, she just had to see what else was happening. She was witnessing the scene from side-on, but because she was peering through a crack in the door she would have to move slightly to see what was happening lower down Cameron's hot body. Without opening the door slightly more, Katie wouldn't see the entire scene. It was too great a risk though. What if she was caught?! Katie moved her head slightly, the view allowed to her through the narrow crack in the door moving further down Cameron's naked firm body. Past her ample, pert breasts. Down to her waist. Her hips were moving slightly. "What was happening?" Katie wanted to know.. She soon had her answer. Katie's breath faltered as she gained a view of Cameron's ass... And Georgina's hand. "Oh god" Katie exclaimed to herself as she realised what was happening. Whilst Cameron was kneeling on the chair, Georgina kneeled behind her slowly pushing her fingers deep into Cameron's shaven pussy. Georgina's dress had been discarded, and she remained in an expensive looking pair of red panties. One hand holding Cameron's firm ass, as the other hand worked at least two fingers inside Cameron's obviously soaked cunt. Georgina was finger-fucking Cameron's willing pussy in time to Evan's thrusts! The realization suddenly dawned on Katie that she had been gently touching herself as she took in the scene before her. The lacy pink panties that Cameron had been so impressed with earlier were now soaked, as Katie rubbed herself through the soft fabric. "Fucking Hell!" Katie thought. She was close to coming she realised. Suddenly Katie became scared. In a fit of clarity, she quickly considered the consequences of being caught in her predicament. It was obvious Cameron couldn't, but what if Evan or Georgina realised they were being watched? Katie thought she was embarrassed earlier -- that would be nothing if she was caught spying!! Very gently and silently, Katie eased the door fully closed and tip-toed back to bed. She got in quietly, and lay there for a moment. Her ears were on overdrive, trying to make out the moans and grunts that were coming from just outside the door. The images of the threesome she had just witnessed were still exceptionally clear in her mind. She had to come. Katie moved her hand down her body. The room was suddenly really hot. She could feel the waist of her panties. Still her hand travelled further down. She was so wet! Slowly, Katie started to rub her clit. She bit her bottom lip. It felt so good. She thought about the scene she had just witnessed. She thought about being where Cameron was, sucking Evan's cock and taking Georgina's fingers in her wet pussy. She thought about Cameron. It was too much. The orgasm that had been building suddenly presented itself, washing over her, her pussy tightening as she came from the attention of her now soaked fingers. Katie came round, unsure of how much noise she had just made. "Did they hear me?" she thought? She couldn't hear anything. She was still trembling, but felt satisfied. She hadn't come like that ever before. She relaxed. Her heart gradually slowing down as she recovered. Slowly she drifted off to sleep once again. Sleeping all the way through till morning. Katie's New Job It was just another Friday. Katie sat at the desk near the front door of the gallery, IMing with a "Master wannabe." Bored, she played along with his demands to play with her clit. A little self-pleasure was better than sitting and doing nothing. After a few minutes, Katie looked up and noticed someone heading towards the front door. "Customer. Gotta go," she typed with one hand as she pulled the other out of her knickers. With a courteous smile, Katie greeted the striking, very tanned blonde as she entered the gallery. "Good morning! Welcome to the gallery. How may I help you?" "Good morning. I'm Cynthia, the new owner. Are you the only employee here?" "Very good to meet you, Cynthia. I'm Katie, and yes, I'm the only one here." "Any customers here, Katie?" "No, afraid not. It's been a very slow day." "In that case, please lock the door and hang the 'closed' sign on it. When you've finished that, please come to my office. Um, where is my office?" Katie gave her the directions to the main office and then set about locking up. While she wondered what was about to happen next, she also thought about the tall, very buxom woman she'd just met. She began to fantasize about being forced to undress and then to crawl on her knees to Cynthia as she waited in her chair. She thought about having her hair pulled and being made to lick Cynthia's pussy. When she realized how wet she was getting, she stopped fantasizing and continued on her way to the office. When Katie arrived in the doorway to the office, she paused to observe the new owner as she bent over the desk sorting through some papers. Cynthia was a little shorter than herself. Although very athletic looking, she had quite large breasts that appeared ready to fall out of the plunging neckline of her black dress. Katie could see the edges of the black bra that prevented that from happening. Katie knocked softly. Cynthia looked up, smiled and invited Katie to come in and sit down. "Make yourself comfortable, Katie. I have a few things I want to ask of you." As Katie took a seat in the chair directly in front of her, Cynthia sat down in the plush leather chair behind the desk. "I'll get right to the point, Katie. I'm going to be making a lot of changes here at the gallery and I need someone I can count on to help me do all kinds of things. I need someone who is familiar with what's been done in the past and who is willing to help make changes for the future. I need someone who is attentive to my business needs as well as my personal needs. I need a personal assistant and I want you to be that person. Before you say anything, let me say that I've had my eye on you ever since I saw you at the company holiday party. I know what a dedicated worker you are. I know you keep up with the latest styles. And I must say I'm very impressed by you. I know you're married and have children, so I took the liberty of calling your husband to see if he'd approve of your going on overnight trips with me, often with very little notice. Jamie said that wouldn't be a problem as long as all of your expenses are covered. I assured him that all expenses for any trips you take will be covered, you'll get bonuses, and you'll get a few additions to your wardrobe, too. Before I get your answer, I want to make it perfectly clear that in addition to arranging meetings, handling papers and other normal business related activities, you'll also be running errands for me and doing other things that may seem menial or maybe even a little humiliating to you. The plus side, though, is that you'll get to meet all of the artists that will be exhibiting work here. You'll go to parties with me. We'll go shopping together. And, if you do everything you're told with enthusiasm, you'll make me happy, you'll make plenty of money, and you can become an integral part of the success of the gallery. Oh, and you'll get a company car. I think you'd look good behind the wheel of a metallic storm red Mercedes SLK300 roadster, but you can pick any color you want. Actually, you can pick whatever car you want that doesn't cost any more than one of those, but I happen to know there's one available at Worrells if you want it. Oh, my! I'm getting a little ahead of myself. I haven't even gotten your response yet. One more thing! If you accept the job, you'll have to go to Castlemaine with me tonight to speak with a new artist. What do you say?" Katie was thinking about a new car and wondering what Cynthia meant by "a little humiliating." After remaining silent for several seconds, she asked if she could ask a few questions first. "Certainly, Katie. Ask whatever you want. I want you to be comfortable with every aspect of the job." "Well," Katie began, "I don't have a lot of business experience. If I don't know how to do something, I don't want to disappoint you. Are you willing to help when I need it?" "Not a problem, Katie! In the beginning, you'll be doing a lot of small tasks, going to pick up things for me, and just generally being a companion for me on the trips. As time goes on, I'll give you a little more to do, but not without giving you whatever support you need. Next question." "You said if I do everything I'm told with enthusiasm, I'd make you happy and make plenty of money. You also mentioned something about doing things I might think are a little humiliating. Can you give me some examples of what that might entail?" Cynthia laughed before saying, "It's not as bad as you make it sound, Katie! But since you asked, I'll give you an example of what might happen this weekend in Castlemaine. I want to sign an artist who specializes in photorealistic fetish paintings. All of the works I've seen are of her girlfriend in bondage. She says it's her girlfriend, but I swear she's got to be her slave - the things she has to do! Anyway, in some of the paintings, her girlfriend is performing oral sex with another woman, or she's being fucked with a strap-on, or having all sorts of things stuffed into her pussy or arse. Lesley, the artist, says she likes to get new acquaintances to do things to her girlfriend. She then photographs whatever is done and later paints from the photos. It's conceivable that you'd be asked to do something kinky to or with her girlfriend. If you do it and act like you're enjoying it, it could help to get Lesley signed on with our gallery. Does that explain it better?" "Um, yes, yes it does," replied Katie. "If I accept the job, you said we'll go to Castlemaine tonight. I have no idea what clothes to pack, or even if I have the right clothes to take." Cynthia interrupted. "If you say you'll take the job, I'll take you shopping right now and buy you everything you'll need for the trip, all the way down to a toothbrush. And don't worry about deciding what kind of car you want. We'll take care of that after we're back. I'll let you drive my car until you get a new one. It's not as sporty as the SLK300, but it does have room for luggage. It's a black, ML350 SUV." Katie's mind was racing, thinking about a new Merk roadster, free trips, free clothes, making more money, and the possibility of having some kinky fun. "I'd be a fool not to accept the offer," she told Cynthia. "Great! Fantastic!" shouted Cynthia. "Now let's go shopping so we can be ready to leave early. You call Jamie and tell him the good news. Here, use my phone." Katie took the phone and called her husband. As she started to explain about the trip she had to take that evening, he interrupted and said he knew all about it. He assured her he'd take care of everything until she returned, wished her a great time and told her to do everything asked of her. As she was saying her good-byes, Cynthia patted Katie's bum and said, "Come on, girlfriend! We've got shopping to do!" She handed the keys to Katie, grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door. "I'm so excited about having you as my personal assistant!" After both were in Cynthia's car, Katie asked, "Where to?" "I know this boutique that has the perfect clothes for this trip. Take a left out of the car park and go straight until I tell you to turn." Katie did as she was told, driving carefully so as not to cause any harm to her boss' vehicle. Cynthia talked a lot, telling Katie of her vision for the gallery. Every now and then she'd ask what Katie thought. Mostly, Katie simply agreed without any explanation. When they arrived at their destination and entered the store, a salesgirl greeted Cynthia by name. Katie was impressed. "Do you shop here often?" she asked. Laughing, Cynthia said she probably kept them in business. "We need to look at some sexy, slinky dresses. The kind that leave very little to the imagination! You know I want a black one, but for my new assistant, I'm thinking a deep red would be right." The salesgirl showed them several different styles before Cynthia picked a black one and a red one off the rack. "Come on. Let's go try these on." To Katie's surprise, Cynthia followed her into the dressing room. She didn't say anything as she started to remove the dress she was wearing. "You know, Katie," Cynthia said, "There are so many times I wish my breasts were smaller like yours." Cynthia unhooked Katie's bra and pulled it off. With both hands, she gently squeezed Katie's breasts. "Oh, those are perfect! I'll bet Jamie loves to play with them. I don't know why you hide them under a bra. When you're with me, you won't. I want everybody to know what perfect breasts you have - not like these huge things! I have to admit, though, they do get me a lot of attention." Cynthia removed her bra and let her breasts bounce free. "I mean, really," she continued. "They get in the way when I try to use a water fountain. Whenever I have to wear a bikini, I have to get a custom made top to keep them under control. That's one reason I prefer going to clothing optional beaches, but look at the tan lines they cause." Cynthia raised her breasts up to show the pale skin beneath them. "And feel them. Go on, Katie. Give them a squeeze." Katie blushed a little. She could feel a rush of warmth through her pussy as she cupped her boss' breasts in her hands and fondled them. Even though she was amazed at what she was doing, she kneaded them and eventually gave both nipples a firm squeeze. Cynthia smiled and pinched Katie's nipples. "Look how pretty your nipples look - perky and hard. Not mine. You really have to torment them to get them to look good." Cynthia demonstrated by pinching, pulling and twisting her nipples until they stood up like Katie's. "Damn! I'm getting horny! I'd better stop or I'll be forcing myself on you soon!" She laughed out loud before telling Katie not to worry. "When you wear a slinky dress like this, Katie, you can't wear anything underneath it. Let me help you slip off your knickers so we can see how you look in it." Cynthia kneeled in front of Katie as she pulled down the silky smooth panties. "Beautiful!" she exclaimed. "But you'll have to shave off that little wisp of a bush before we leave for the meeting. In the future, I'll take you to the girl who waxes me and she'll get you really smooth." Cynthia helped Katie put on the dress, took a step back and stared. After shifting her head from side to side, she reached forward and pinched Katie's nipples. "Oh, yeah - now that looks great! Lean forward and let's see if you fall out." Katie did as instructed. "Oh, almost. You'll have to be careful if you must bend over in public. Turn around and let me check out your bum." Katie shifted her position and for fun, wiggled her bum at her boss. "Damn, girl! I may have to take you for real!" Katie giggled and wiggled some more. A moment later she felt the hem of the dress rise and then received a sharp hand smack on her butt cheeks. "You fucking tease! I'll have that arse before the night's over!" "I have to wait?" Katie asked playfully. "I'm afraid so," replied Cynthia. "We've got to buy a few more things for you and then head to Castlemaine for our meeting. But as soon as I get a chance..." Cynthia paid for the dresses, some shoes and a few other accessories and then whisked Katie on to the next store. Within another couple of hours or so, Katie had new luggage, dresses, shoes, lingerie, toiletries - everything she needed for the trip, including a purple Feeldoe®! Once everything was packed, Cynthia handed the keys to Katie and told her it was time to drive to Castlemaine. "Hop into the car and pull the hem of your dress up so the truck drivers can get a peek at your bits. It'll be fun. Go on!" Katie pulled her dress up around her waist and got into the driver's seat. Turning to Cynthia she said, "Don't you want me to sit on a towel or something? I'd hate to leave a spot on your seat." "Why? Are you wet, too?" "Soaked." Cynthia turned and reached her hand between Katie's thighs. "Let me feel." She easily slid a finger inside Katie's sex and began rubbing Katie's clit with her thumb. "Don't worry about it. I had all the seats treated with a stain repellant." Cynthia pulled her finger out of Katie's pussy and placed it into her own mouth. "You horny slut! Jamie told me you fantasized about being with another woman. Looks like he was right! I'll wait until we get to our hotel in Castlemaine to find out just what all you've been thinking about. But right now, you need to concentrate on driving." Cynthia turned on the GPS navigator, entered the address of the hotel in Castlemaine and then sat back in her seat with her legs spread and her own dress pulled up. As Katie followed the driving instructions, Cynthia gave more details about the artist they were going to meet, where they'd meet, and what Katie was expected to do. Occasionally, as a big truck would pull up alongside their car, Cynthia would wave at the driver to get his attention and then point at Katie's crotch, or if the truck was on her side, she'd wave and then finger herself. There were several near wrecks as the drivers tried to watch the show and keep driving. When Katie finally arrived at their destination, Cynthia went to the check in desk, completed the registration form and got the room keys. "I guess I wasn't clear about how many rooms I wanted. There's only one room available. It'll just give us more time to get to know each other." The two women handed their luggage to the hotel porter and followed him to the room. When he opened the door, Cynthia walked in first and, seeing only one bed, asked if there was another. There wasn't. "Well, Katie, it looks like we'll have to share a bed! We'll really be getting to know each other well, Katie, not that another bed would mean we wouldn't. Tell you what. Let's get a shower before we change into our new dresses. I'll even shave your pussy for you!" Feeling more bold than usual, Katie responded, "Only if you eat me first!" "Race you to the shower!" exclaimed Cynthia. Both women quickly undressed and hurried to the shower. Acting like a couple of horny college girls, they exchanged gropes and pinches before Cynthia kneeled, spread Katie's pussy lips and started licking up and down the juice soaked slit, pausing to probe deeper with her tongue and then massaging her clit with a circling motion. After many minutes had passed, Cynthia pushed two fingers inside Katie's sex, rotated her wrist so her palm faced upwards, curled her fingers up and then began slowly stroking her fingers back and forth. "Oh, fuck!" moaned Katie. "I think you've done this before!" "Just showing you what I like," replied Cynthia. "Remember it and repeat it, and you'll do well in your new job. But right now, just enjoy it." Katie enjoyed it. She enjoyed it through multiple orgasms, pressing her boss' face hard against her pussy and rubbing her juice all over Cynthia's face. "You nasty slut!" "You think that's nasty? Turn around, girl!" As soon as she turned around, Cynthia spread Katie's butt cheeks wide and pushed her tongue into the puckered rim. Katie bent forward more, pushing her arse into Cynthia's face. "Eat it, bitch! I'll show you who's the boss." Katie reached back, grabbed Cynthia's hair with both hands and pulled her face tight into her crack. Normally Katie would never do anything like that, but she was enjoying this new sense of power, not to mention the probing of her arse. Cynthia reached between Katie's thighs and shoved three fingers into her pussy. Katie orgasmed almost immediately. Cynthia responded by pushing another finger inside her pussy, stretching it even more. Moving her feet a little farther apart and pushing her bum back more, Katie cursed her boss. "You fucking ass wipe!" As quickly as Katie said that, Cynthia forced her thumb inside Katie's pussy, pushing her hand inside up to her wrist. As she wiggled her fingers inside and rotated her hand back and forth, Katie's body shuddered with another powerful orgasm. "Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck!" Katie yelled over and over. Her body trembling, she leaned against the wall of the shower. "I thought you'd like that, girl. It was worth burying my tongue in your arse. Next time, you may not be so lucky, but you can count on getting fisted again. That's one of my favorite things to do." Cynthia tickled the walls of Katie's pussy another few seconds before making a fist and slowly withdrawing her hand, stretching Katie even wider. "Time to shave off that bush and then get ready for the meeting." "You're not stopping now, are you?" asked Katie. "Don't worry. Later on we'll pick up where we left off. Right now we need to tend to the real business." After Cynthia expertly removed all of the hair below Katie's waist, both women rinsed off and got out of the shower. As they took turns drying each other, Cynthia gripped Katie's nipples tightly and told her, "I hope you aren't too tired for our meeting. I have a feeling Lesley will want you to do something with her girlfriend." The two women went about drying and styling their hair, applying their make-up and dressing. Cynthia wore a plain bra but nothing else under her dress. Katie wore nothing at all under hers. It was obvious, the way the dress clung to her body, revealing every subtle curve. Smiling broadly, Cynthia pointed out the rounded outline of the recently fisted pussy. "I ought to give your clit a tug so it'll show, too." She reached under Katie's dress, squeezed her pussy hard and worked her clit until it protruded like a tiny, erect penis. "Hmmm, pull on your clit and your nipples stand up, too! And try not to get your dress wet, girl." "After what you just did, I don't know if that's possible," Katie replied. Jokingly, she continued, "Bitch! Just you wait!" "Yes, I suppose I'll have to wait. It's time to go and meet Lesley. I'll drive this time." They went out to the car, got in and Cynthia drove away. In just a few minutes they arrived at Lesley's cottage. Once they were both out of the car, they checked each other's appearance. At the door to the cottage, Cynthia gave Katie's nipples a quick squeeze. "I just love the way those stand up! Eat your heart out, Lesley - she's mine!" Shortly after ringing the doorbell, the door was opened by a totally nude girl. Her nipples were pierced and stretched by decorative metal shields that held the barbells taut. Her clithood piercing was vertically oriented. The silver-colored barbell must've been a 2 gauge and had an even larger ball on the bottom of it. It appeared to press tightly against her clit at all times, causing a steady flow of pussy juice down her thighs. As Cynthia and Katie entered, the nude girl told them Lesley was waiting for them in her studio and to please follow her there. When the girl turned to take them to the studio, they saw a large pony tail protruding from between her butt cheeks, swaying to and fro as she walked. Quietly, Katie and Cynthia pointed at it and poked each other playfully. Cynthia whispered into Katie's ear, "I may have to get one of those for you. I'm not so sure about the huge VCH, though." Katie's New Job When they arrived in the studio, Lesley peered from behind a huge canvas she was working and introduced herself. "Hi there, Cynthia! I'm Lesley. And this little cunt is my girlfriend. Geez, I don't remember her real name. I just call her Sheila because that's what she is. I don't know which of you is Cynthia, sorry. Just talked to a voice on the phone. Do tell." Cynthia smiled and introduced herself, and then introduced Katie as her personal assistant. Lesley interrupted saying, "I'll bet she's a very personal assistant! Am I right?" When she stepped out from behind the canvas Cynthia and Katie were surprised to see that the only thing she was wearing was a short, paint splattered T-shirt which revealed a wicked looking devil's face tattoo covering her pussy. It appeared that the devil was sticking out his tongue; the tongue was formed by her labia. "As a matter of fact, yes, she is," responded Cynthia. "But let's talk about you and your work, and what it's going to take to get you to sign exclusively with my gallery." "I can tell just by looking at you two that I want to be with you, although I would like to get you to do something for me, just to seal the deal." "And what would that be, Lesley?" "As you probably know, I like to work from photos taken of Sheila doing things with other people. I've had her do a lot of things, including getting things shoved inside her pussy. To see how well you know my work, I want you to come up with something new. Something that's never appeared inside her in any of my paintings. If you can do that, not only will I sign an exclusive deal with you, but I'll create the painting with either you or Katie in it, too." "Seems reasonable. How long do we have to give you the idea?" asked Cynthia. "If you know my work, it shouldn't take long. Talk it over between yourselves and tell me in another minute or two." Cynthia looked at Katie. Katie smiled and whispered in her boss' ear, "Has she ever humped somebody's foot?" Cynthia's eyes suddenly widened. "Fuck, I don't know! I don't think so. It's worth a go. It was your idea, so you tell her." Katie turned to Lesley and said, "I want you to make Sheila ride one of my feet. I'll lie down on my back so she can kiss and lick both feet, and then when she's ready, she must straddle one of my legs, lower herself onto my foot and fuck herself. I also think it would be fun to do a series starting with the foot worship, riding one, and continuing through eating Cynthia's pussy and arse while she's humping my foot. How do you like that?" Both Cynthia and Lesley had strangely pleasurable looks on their faces. After a second, Lesley replied, "Damn! I love it! I like the series idea, too. I think I'll add another scene in which I lie down at the other end of you, Katie, so I can get my foot up her arse at the same time she's riding your pussy. Shit - she'll be walking funny for a while, but it's something I've never done and I love the idea." Lesley laughed and then asked, "Katie, have you ever considered being a creative consultant? Mind if I borrow her sometime, Cynthia?" Cynthia smiled and replied, "We'll have to discuss that sometime. Am I correct in thinking that we have a deal now?" Lesley, still grinning wickedly, answered, "Oh, hell yeah! The only thing we need to do is schedule the time to do the photos. I'm already booked for the next couple of weeks and I don't think Sheila's ready for foot fucking tonight. I'll have to work on her some to make sure she can stretch open wide enough for that, and that'll probably take a couple of weeks. I'll have to get back to you to setup a time. Is that all right with you?" Cynthia nodded and then asked, "Is she any good with her tongue?" "Yes, she is. Why do you ask?" "As a sign of good faith, I thought it'd be good for you to have her service Katie and me right now." "Hmmm... good idea! Mind if I fuck her from behind with a strap-on while she's eating you?" "She's your girl. Do whatever you want! Try using your foot, if you'd like." Lesley thought about that a moment before telling Sheila to go inside and get the pedicure kit. "I probably ought to make sure I don't cut her with sharp toenails." When Sheila returned, she kneeled at Lesley's feet and began the trimming, filing and buffing of one foot. Lesley instructed her to hurry and finish one so they could get started. As the pedicure continued, Katie asked, "How long has Sheila had the clit hood piercing? Did it start out at that size?" Lesley replied, "As soon as we got together, I gave her the VCH. It started out much smaller. I think it was an 18 gauge barbell, or maybe 16. Whatever the standard gauge was. The only problem was that she was constantly playing with it. I tried to keep her from doing it, but nothing really kept her fingers off her clit other than keeping her hands bound behind her back, and that meant she couldn't do everything I wanted of her. So, I tried increasing the thickness and using bigger balls until she didn't need to touch herself to get off. It's a 2 gauge barbell now. With the big ball pressing on her clit, she stays aroused practically all the time. And when I put her in full body restraints and use a vibe on it, she goes wild. I like to do that right before we go out so there's a shiny stream of her juice running down her thighs, and the piercing keeps it flowing. You should see the attention she gets when we walk through a dog park!" Looking down at her feet, Lesley asked Sheila if she was done yet. "I think this foot is suitably done," she replied. "Good! Put away the kit and get ready to make me proud. I want you to treat our guests to the ultimate pussy licking! Who wants to go first?" Cynthia removed her dress and bra and then sat back on the sofa. Spreading her thighs wide apart, she invited Sheila to make her cum. "Let's see how good you are!" As Sheila got on her hands and knees and moved into position between Cynthia's thighs, Lesley scooted her chair behind Sheila and started rubbing her toes up and down the already glistening slit. "Oh, this is going to be fun!" she exclaimed. Sheila began licking Cynthia's sex as if nothing else was happening in the room. Katie undressed, sat beside her boss and started fondling Cynthia's breasts. Sighing heavily, Cynthia told Katie, "Go ahead and treat those things rough! Don't worry about hurting me. Oh, fuck yes!" While Katie squeezed, twisted and pulled on Cynthia's breasts, Sheila licked and probed Cynthia's pussy and clit, pausing every so often to suck the clit into her mouth or run the edge of her teeth over it. And in the background sat Lesley, stroking her big toe in and out of Sheila's soaked sex. Everything went smoothly until Lesley tried to push more toes inside. Sheila gasped as her face was forced into Cynthia's crotch. Lesley continued the pressure, mashing Sheila's face into Cynthia's soaked pussy. "What the fuck!" yelled Cynthia. Katie stopped the mangling of Cynthia's breasts and looked behind Sheila. "Oh, god! She's bleeding! What happened?" Lesley answered, "I think I tried to do too much with that last push. Looks like I ripped her open. Shit! Katie, would you go into the kitchen and get a damp towel, please?" Katie hurried into the kitchen, grabbed a dish towel, wet it in the sink and then walked back quickly. She handed the towel to Lesley who gently dabbed it against the bloody area. Sheila winced several times as Lesley wiped away the blood. "I have some work to do now, Sheila, if I want to get that foot fucking series painted," stated Lesley matter of factly. "There's no rush to do it," responded Cynthia. "No, no, I want to do it soon. I'll just have to let Sheila's pussy heal a bit before I start stretching it again, and this time I'll go easier on her. Don't worry. She's a tough girl!" "Maybe we ought to give her a break now," replied Cynthia. "After she's doing better, she can continue where she stopped." "Okay. Fine. We'll call it a night then. Thank you both for meeting with me, and for coming up with that wonderful idea for the paintings! I'll show you to the door after you're dressed. I'm not too sure Sheila's going to feel like doing any walking right now." Katie helped get Cynthia dressed, and after Cynthia got Katie's dress on her, Lesley walked them to the front door of her cottage. "I noticed you were having a great time torturing Cynthia's knockers, Katie. Maybe you'd like to work over Sheila's the next time we get together." Katie smiled and said that sounded like a definite maybe. "Maybe I can do that while she's riding my foot," she said. "Call me when you know when you can do the session with us," said Cynthia. "Right now, Katie and I need to get back to the hotel and finish something, if you know what I mean." Lesley laughed. "Yeah, I think I know. You looked like you were this close to cumming back there before I fucked up." "Not only that, but I have a surprise for Katie," responded Cynthia. "We'll talk soon!" The two women got into Cynthia's car and went on their way back to their hotel. Katie tried to contain her excitement but found her fingers wandering up under her boss' dress. "Damn! You're soaking wet!" she said. "It's a good thing we're only a few minutes away from the hotel! Otherwise, I might have to make you pull over so I can fist you." "As good as that sounds, girl, we'll just have to wait. I think you're going to like the surprise that's waiting for you." Once back at the hotel, the two hurried to their room. They got quite a few stares from people who noticed the wet spots near their crotches, and even more from those who eyed their bouncing breasts. Cynthia was the first to get to the door and unlocked it. Katie walked in quickly. To her great surprise sat Jamie, lounging on the bed. "Hi Katie! Bet you weren't expecting me!" he said playfully. "Don't worry - the kids are at sleep-overs at friends' houses." Cynthia patted Katie on her bum and said, "Jamie and I had a long talk about your job and everything it entails, and we decided it would be best if we simply share you. He, of course, takes top billing, but whenever you're on the job, you're mine to do with as I please. I have to admit that so far, I'm very pleased. Anyway, we decided that tonight we should share you, literally." Katie looked at Jamie to see his reaction. "That's right, Katie. Cynthia and I are going to show each other how we can share you, and you'll show us how well it will work. From the look of your dresses, I'm guessing you've already started getting to know each other. Get naked and show me what you've learned about eating her pussy." Katie slipped out of her dress and then got on all-fours in between Cynthia's thighs. Instead of rushing to pleasure her boss, she played with her pussy lips, tugging and pulling them apart. "You fucking tease!" shouted Cynthia. After a few more seconds of teasing her, Katie felt Jamie's hands spreading her backside open and his cock easing into her own pussy. She started tonguing Cynthia's dripping sex as her husband's cock plunged deep inside her. She moaned in pleasure as one of her all-time fantasies became a reality. "You like that, don't you, slut?" queried Jamie. "That's not all you're getting tonight." Jamie fucked her with long, hard strokes. As the speed of his thrusting quickened, she heard and felt his balls slapping against her. The thrusts also pushed her tongue deeper into her boss' twat. The taste of Cynthia's juice made Katie want to bring her to orgasm, but that thought was soon interrupted. "I'm ready for a change. How about you?" asked Jamie. "Well, okay. Katie, go get the Feeldoe®. Hurry up!" instructed Cynthia. When Katie returned with her new toy, Cynthia instructed her to lie across the bed with her head barely over the edge. She took the purple toy and rubbed the small bulbous end up and down her own wet slit and then pushed it inside Katie's pussy so it looked like a purple penis growing out of her. "I'm ready when you are, Jamie." "After you, Cynthia." Cynthia straddled Katie's thighs and lowered herself onto the purple penis. Once the penis was all the way in, she reached down and turned on the vibe inside it. "Oh, fuck! This is going to be good!" she said as she started raising and lowering herself on the toy. Just as Katie glimpsed her boss's huge boobs bouncing up and down over her, Jamie pushed his cock into her mouth and then into her throat. His balls hung down over her eyes and drug back and forth with each thrust into her throat. Between the sensations of being throatfucked and the vibrations at the opening of her sex as Cynthia fucked the purple penis, Katie was in ecstasy in another fantasy world that had become a reality. As she felt the flow of Cynthia's juice cascading down her labia, she had her first orgasm. When Jamie withdrew his cock from her throat and shot his creamy cum onto her face, she orgasmed again. As Jamie wiped his cock in Katie's hair, he asked Cynthia, "You going to hump her all night?" "If I could, I would, but to be honest, I don't think I can last much longer. Oh, fuck - I'm gonna cum!" And that's exactly what she did. Jamie watched in amazement as Cynthia squirted onto Katie's tummy and pussy. Her body trembled uncontrollably as she leaned backwards. Jamie quickly got behind her and braced her body to keep her from falling off the bed. Katie sat up, the Feeldoe® still inside her boss, and bit one of the hardened nipples pointing at her, causing Cynthia to gasp, curse and cum another time. With her body covered with perspiration, Cynthia pleaded with Katie to let her catch her breath. Katie looked at her husband, grinned and said, "I think I like this job!" Katie's New Job Ch. 02 Chapter 2. The Morning After the Night Before... It was late when Katie finally stirred from her sleep. The room was warm, the sun shining in through the thin drapes. She hadn't slept so contentedly for a long time. Her eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the light. A moment of slight confusion passed quickly as it dawned on Katie where she was. The effects from the alcohol consumed over the course of the previous evening had left her slightly disoriented. Katie had taken up the offer that had kindly been extended by her friend Cameron to stay in her spare room. She suddenly woke from her doze. "Oh god!" she thought. "Cameron!" The events of last night rushed back into her mind. Images of the threesome she had witnessed flashed before her... Cameron kneeling on the chair... Evan forcing his thick cock into her mouth... Georgina slowly finger fucking Cameron's willing pussy... The noise of the trio fucking was also clear in Katie's memory -- Cameron's muffled moans as her mouth and cunt were rhythmically and repeatedly stuffed. Looking around the room, Katie noticed a piece of paper on the dresser. Unsure of who was still in her friend's house, she quietly climbed out of bed and walked over to the note. Her fears of being heard were calmed. "Katie. Gone for lunch! Didn't want to wake you. Let yourself out! Cameron. x x x" Katie stood and listened for a moment, ensuring she was definitely alone in the apartment. Relief flowed through her as she considered that she would not have to suffer the awkward situation of having to say goodbye this morning. She would go home immediately, she decided. Katie scanned the room looking for her clothes. Pulling off the tight T-shirt she had worn to bed, she slipped on a black vest top. Grabbing her jeans, Katie considered the fact that she should really change her panties. She was still wearing the expensive pair of pink lace panties she had masturbated through last night. She stopped and recalled how wet her panties became upon witnessing the steamy scene last night. She recalled how she had used her fingers to rub her excited clit through the soaked lacy material. She recalled how hard she orgasmed last night whilst she thought about her friend Cameron, her cunt tightening around her fingers as she came... Katie bit her bottom lip, her breathing becoming heavier the more she thought about the previous evening. She was becoming increasingly horny. The pink lacy panties she had come so hard in last night were becoming moist once again... She stood motionless for a moment, before moving her right hand to the waistband of her panties. Pausing, Katie considered how long she would be alone for. As she thought, her hand slowly moved down the front of the lacy lingerie. The feeling of touching the now damp material forced a low quiet moan to escape Katie's lips. She moved her hand lower, pressing harder with her middle finger, allowing it to curl beneath her soft mound, pushing the material of her wet panties between her pussy lips slightly. Stroking the finger up and down, her pussy lips parted further allowing more moisture to be soaked up into the fabric. Katie's breathing became heavier still. Dropping her jeans she placed her left hand on the dressing table, supporting herself as she gently leaned forward. She moved her legs apart slightly allowing her hand to move more freely between her thighs. Pressing harder still with her middle finger and then including her index finger, Katie started to push her fingers inside her cunt, teasing herself as the soaked lace panties prevented her from penetrating herself totally. Now bent over, resting on her left hand Katie slowly pantie-fucked herself with her fingers - pushing the pink lace panties as deep as she could inside her drenched cunt. She moaned, moving her hips in time with the motion of her own fingers, fucking herself. She wouldn't be able to stand this much longer, the panties pulled tight across her clit, sending waves of stimulation to her aching pussy. Katie started thinking about last night again. She thought about Cameron and the way Georgina knelt behind her, pushing at least two fingers into her pussy. Katie started fantasizing about receiving the same treatment, having two fingers penetrating her own pussy. She fantasized about another woman pushing her fingers knuckle-deep into her waiting cunt. With that Katie withdrew her own fingers and stood, pushing her panties down around her thighs. She couldn't resist any longer. Bending over once again, supporting herself on her left hand, Katie reached behind her and started to push her first two fingers into her pussy. "Ohhh Fuck..." she moaned as she began to thrust her fingers deeper into herself, moving them in and out rhythmically, burying her fingers inside her, soaking her fist with her juices. In no time, Katie could feel her orgasm building. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on achieving her impending climax. Her fantasies returned, now imagining Cameron stood behind her, thrusting her fingers, fucking Katie hard. Suddenly Katie's legs became weak. "Ohh Yes! Fuck!" She screamed, pushing her fingers as deep as her soaking pussy would allow. Her cunt tightened as she came around her fingers, the wetness of her pussy, covering her hand. Slowly, the orgasm died down, Katie was left exhausted, breathing hard. She turned her head, catching a look at herself in the mirror. Her face was flushed as she remained bent over, her panties looking obscene as they stretched around her thighs. "Fucking hell -- What are you doing Katie?" she ashamedly said to herself, her breathing slowing down. Standing up, she shook her head almost in disbelief. She had just fingered herself silly in her friend's house. It was almost as if she had wanted to be caught in the act. A noise from the flat above suddenly made Katie very aware of where she was. She realised Cameron could return home any moment. Katie decided she did not want to be caught in an embarrassing situation by her friend again. She hastened to straighten herself out, pulling up the still wet panties and putting on a short skirt in favour of her jeans. Katie decided it was time to go. Letting herself out of her friends apartment, she returned to her car, opened the door and threw her bags in. Climbing in behind the wheel she turned the key, let off the handbrake and started home. ---- The drive home was not a long one. Katie however, took the opportunity to reflect on the events of the previous 12 hours. She had been stunned at the scene she witnessed last night. She had no idea that Cameron, her friend of only a week, was into casual group sex! But the biggest surprise to Katie was her own behaviour... She had brought herself off twice in the last 12 hours - Once whilst secretly spying on a threesome and once alone in her friends' apartment when she could have been caught at any time! What concerned Katie most was that on both occasions she could not have resisted her temptation to get herself off, nor from fantasizing about her friend Cameron. It was so unlike Katie, she was normally so incredibly shy and nervous! And here she was, driving home wearing a pair of her still soaked panties! Katie tried to rationalize some of the thoughts in her head. What was wrong with her? Did she have feelings for Cameron? She had never thought about a woman like that before. And why was she compelled to take such risks all of a sudden? Did she crave the sex like she witnessed last night? Did she subconsciously want to get caught? She did not know. ---- Arriving home, Katie got out of her car and walked into her house. Going straight upstairs, she walked into her bathroom and turned on the shower. Leaving the shower running, she crossed the hall into her bedroom. She pulled her top off then unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. Finally, she slowly pulled her used panties down her slender legs, tossing them onto her bed. Katie walked naked into the bathroom. There was still a thought that was bothering her as she stepped into the shower. She let the water cascade over her toned body as she considered what Evan had said the night before, something about getting intimately acquainted... Finally it dawned on her. "No, surely not" Katie thought... Evan surely didn't expect her to have joined in last night! Katie refused to believe her own conclusion, trying to convince herself she was just being silly. She finally managed to dismiss the thought. During her long shower, Katie decided to spend the afternoon shopping. She took her time getting ready, dressing in a fitted black jumper and her favourite jeans. As per usual, she had chosen to wear a fairly expensive matching set of white lacy lingerie underneath. She walked out of the house, jumped back into her car, and took off into town. Surely a nice quiet afternoon shopping would help her to forget about sex for a while..? To be continued...