6 comments/ 45676 views/ 5 favorites The Pleasure of Business By: Keshla Melanie stood nervously in front of the door, trying to gather her courage and ring the doorbell. Her hands were sweaty and she hoped they wouldn't leave a mark as she smoothed down her skirt and straightened her jacket. She was so worried about making a good impression – after all, this was the first time Melanie had been invited to Diana's apartment, an invitation she knew was pivotal to her career at Keegan and Brand. Taking a deep breath, Melanie steadied her nerves and pressed the buzzer. Diana answered the door with a smile. "Right on time! Two points for you, Mel!" She took Melanie's hand and pulled her into the apartment, closing the door behind her. "I was so worried I'd be late" Melanie stammered as she looked around the stunning apartment. Diana's taste was impeccable, of course. The modern décor of her loft was just the foreground to a panoramic view of the city lights. Melanie tried hard not to gape at her surroundings. The last thing she wanted to appear as was a tongue-tied bumpkin who had never seen a sophisticated city loft before. But she couldn't help showing her admiration. "This is the most beautiful apartment I've ever seen! Did you decorate it yourself?" Diana laughed as she relieved Mel of her suit jacket and motioned for her to sit. "I wish I had the talent for decorating, but I'm afraid my skills are all in advertising. Even if I had the talent, I wouldn't have the time. Why don't you make yourself comfortable and I'll pour us some wine." Melanie tried to do just that, but she was still nervous. She watched as Diana glided across the room to the bar. As ever, she was in awe of how beautiful Diana was. She was tall but with a lush body that she highlighted to it's best advantage with a low cut blouse and silky, clingy trousers. Her feet were bare, making Melanie feel a little less formal herself. Diana usually wore her glossy auburn hair in a french twist at work, but tonight it flowed down her back in a russet wave. When she bent to hand Melanie the wine, Mel could clearly see Diana's bountiful breasts spill forward unfettered by a bra. Mel felt her face flush and quickly gulped her wine to hide her embarrassment. Diana laughed softly and sat down beside Melanie, tucking her own feet under her. "Let's cut to the chase, Mel. You're a damn good associate and we're lucky to have you at Keegan & Brand. But you're not here because you're a good advertising agent." Mel looked confused. "I'm not? But...I thought you wanted me to work with you on the DeRossi Vineyards account." "Oh, I definitely want you on the account. In fact, I'm giving the account to you. You're the project leader on that one Mel. Congratulations!" Diana tapped her glass against Mel's and took a sip. Melanie was struck dumb. "I...I...but...oh my god, Diana! Thank you so much! I don't know what to say! But...if that's not why I'm here, then why did you invite me over?" Melanie looked at Diana quizically. Diana chuckled again and set her wineglass on the coffee table. "Melanie...you must know that I've seen you watching me, seen the way you look at me. It's obvious that you're attracted to me." Melanie, in the process of taking a drink from her own glass, choked and sputtered. "Wh...what? What are you talking about?" She could feel her cheeks burning as she stumbled over her words. In a million years she never thought that Diana would realize the crush that Mel had on her. She thought she had been so discreet, so subtle. Watching Diana in meetings. Thinking about what it would feel like to kiss her, to run her hands over her body. Had that all been right there on Mel's face all this time? She was mortified. And now Diana was calling her on it. "Di...Diana...please...I don't have...I mean, I don't think of you..." Melanie struggled to regain some composure. She drew in a deep breath and continued with a steadier voice. "Diana, if I gave you the impression that I had any more than a professional interest in you I am so sorry. I hope we can get past this and continue to have a good working relationship." This time Diana threw back her head and laughed out loud. She leaned over and took Melanie's glass from her, wiping her eyes and giggling. "Oh my God...if you could just see yourself right now! You look so prim and proper! Now...get that horrified look off of your face. I didn't invite you here to reprimand you. I invited you here because I feel the same way about you." Melanie's mouth dropped open as she stared at Diana in shock. In one fluid move, Diana slid across the couch and placed her hand behind Melanie's head. Mel didn't even have time to react as Diana pulled her towards her and fastened her mouth onto Mel's. At first they were both still, Melanie immobile with the shock of what was happening and Diana in anticipation to see what Mel's reaction would be. When Mel didn't draw away, Diana shifted a bit, opening her mouth slightly and using her tongue to softly outline Mel's lips. Mel closed her eyes and gasped. Her lips parted and Diana slipped her tongue between them, finding Mel's tongue with her own. Mel felt herself melt back into the couch, her entire focus now on the marvelous sensations of Diana's mouth on her own. Diana continued her exploration of Mel's mouth, using her teeth to nip at Mel's swollen lips, using her tongue to soothe them. She could feel Mel relax and shift her head to deepen the kiss. Diana shuddered slightly as Mel moaned softly into her mouth, and felt the throbbing ache begin in her cunt. She knew she had to go slowly with Melanie, not rush her. But she was getting so hot at Melanie's responses that it was hard to hold back. She pulled slowly away and looked into Melanie's eyes. Mel's mouth was slightly open, her lips swollen and pink. She knew there was no turning back, and she didn't want to. Diana unbuttoned Mel's blouse and pushed it aside. Her eyes widened when she saw the sexy pink lace demi-bra under the conservative business blouse. It turned her on even more to know that this surprise was hiding under all that professionalism. Mel's breasts were straining against the lace fabric as Diana placed her hand over the soft fullness. Mel closed her eyes and groaned as Diana's ran her thumbs over the tight buds of her erect nipples. With a practiced motion Diana flicked open the front clasp of the bra, releasing Mel's breasts. She moved down and Mel gasped as Diana began sucking and licking her nipples, moving between each hard nub. The sucking and tugging sent exquisite bursts of pleasure through Mel's body and she arched up, pushing her breasts against Diana's busy mouth. She almost cried out when Diana suddenly sat up, but it was only for a moment as Diana stripped off her own blouse. She threw it on the floor and returned to Mel's luscious breasts, laving them over and over with her hot wet tongue until Mel was writhing in uncontrollable pleasure. Moving further down, Diana unzipped Mel's skirt and pulled it off. She was delighted to see Mel had tiny pink lace panties to match the bra. She felt Mel tense up when she removed her skirt so Diana moved back up and began kissing Mel again. She used her fingers to tug at the hard points of Mel's nipple as Mel found Diana's breast with her own hands, stroking and teasing Diana's nipples as well. As she felt Mel relax again, Diana began moving her hand down Mel's body, lightly stroking her belly and thighs. She brushed tentative fingers over the silk-covered mound of Mel's pussy, almost moaning out loud to feel how wet the fabric had become. Instead of tensing up again, Mel parted her legs slightly. Diana took the signal and slipped her hand beneath the fabric and into the silky warm wetness of Melanie's pussy. Melanie gasped out loud and arched as Diana's finger found her clit. Diana began stroking the hot button of Mel's pleasure, watching Mel's face as she gasped and sighed. It was all Diana could do to keep from ripping off her own clothes and grinding her engorged cunt into Mel's. Melanie began to move her hips as Diana's stroking became faster, harder. She was gasping and moaning and Diana knew that she was about to come. Never stopping her rhythm, she slid two fingers deep into Melanie's cunt and bent them into an upward "come here" motion. Melanie rose up suddenly and cried out as Diana found her g-spot and began to stroke it rapidly. Intense shock waves of pleasure began to ricochet through Mel's body and she gasped and cried out as her climax burst through her. Melanie's pussy tightened convulsively around Diana's fingers with the waves of her orgasm and she fell back onto the couch gasping and panting. Diana slowly pulled her fingers out of Mel's pussy and brought them to her own lips, tasting the salty sweetness. Standing up, Diana swiftly removed her trousers and panties and lay down beside Melanie. Mel's eyes were closed, her chest still heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Diana smoothed Mel's hair away from her face and kissed her gently on the mouth. Melanie could taste her own juices on Diana's lips. Diana drew back and looked down at Mel. "God you are so beautiful. How do you feel?" Mel opened her eyes. "I feel like I'm in a dream and I never want to wake up. Do you know how many times I fantasized about you, about doing this?" Diana kissed her again. "Yes, I do. Because I was doing the same thing. Didn't you see me watching you in the board room? Sometimes I got so hot I'd have to dash to the ladies room and masturbate, imagining my finger was your tongue." Melanie laughed softly. "Well, you won't have to imagine any more." Diana's eyes widened in surprise and delight as Melanie suddenly flipped them over until she was on top, looking down at Diana. She moved down slowly, kissing and nibbling Diana's neck and breasts and tummy. When she slipped her tongue briefly into Diana's bellybutton, Diana moaned in anticipation and spread her legs. Melanie moved down between Diana's legs and, using her thumbs, parted the moist lips of Diana's pussy. Diana's clit was swollen and pink, protruding from the inner lips. Melanie began to lick Diana's clit, using the tip of her tongue to stroke and tease the sensitive bit of flesh. Diana began to moan and push her mound up toward Melanie's questing tongue. It was obvious that this wasn't the first time Melanie had gone down on a woman and the licking and tugging at her clit was making Diana wild. Her legs were spread far apart and she pushed up on her elbows in order to watch Mel's mouth work on her eager cunt. Still laving her tongue over the tight little nub, Melanie worked three of her fingers into Diana's pussy, moving them in and out. Diana's head fell back and and she placed her hand behind Mel's head, pushing her face more firmly into her pussy. She could feel her orgasm starting to build, the warmth starting at the tips of her toes and fingers. She was moving her hips, her ass lifted up off the sofa as Mel began sucking faster on her aching clit. She was fucking Diana with her fingers and Diana began to gasp and pant like a lioness in heat. Her eyes were closed as she focused on the intense pleasure coursing through her body. She jerked convulsively as her orgasm slammed into her and send electric sensations throughout all her nerve endings. She threw back her head and screamed as a burst of hot juices spurted from her cunt and into Mel's mouth. Mel held onto Diana's hips as she came, sucking and licking the warm honey that was pouring from Diana's cunt. As Diana's orgasm subsided, she fell back, panting and gasping for air. Melanie moved up and kissed her deeply, Diana's juices still on her lips. Diana ran her tongue around Melanie's lips, reveling the taste of her own pussy juices. Melanie lay down next to Diana and they wrapped their arms around each other, whispering and kissing until their pulses returned to normal. Diana chuckled softly. "And here I thought I was seducing a little virgin! I was trying to be so careful not to frighten you. It took everything I had not to just attack you!" Melanie laughed as well and kissed Diana deeply. "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet! Wait until I get you in the shower --- you do have a shower massage attachment don't you?" Diana jumped up and pulled Melanie up with her. "Last one in has to be the slave girl!" She threw over her shoulder as she raced into the bathroom. Melanie ran after her, laughing out loud. This was turning out to the be the start of a very good working relationship! The Pleasure of Business Ch. 02 Although they had started their affair weeks before, Diana and Melanie had managed to keep it a secret from their co-workers. After all, Melanie had just been given the plum DeRossi account and there were those who would cry favoritism if they knew of Mel's relationship with one of the managing partners at Keegan & Brand. Still, it was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain their professional façade at the office. In staff meetings, Melanie would catch Diana gazing at her with a tiny smile playing about her mouth. Mel would feel her face flush as she remembered that just a few hours before, in Diana's bed, Diana had fucked her senseless with a huge strap-on dildo, making Mel come over and over again. It would make Mel's pussy wet just to think of it and she would clench her thighs together, coming in a soundless orgasm as she thought of their love play. And Diana would watch every second, knowing exactly what was happening and thrilling to the power she had to make Mel come just by looking at her. And so came a rainy Friday afternoon when the majority of the office decided to take off early. Mel was working on a client presentation and was frustrated with a bit of advertisers block – she just couldn't come up with a catchy tag line for the campaign. Picking up her laptop, she wandered to Diana's office to bounce some ideas off of her. Diana was shoeless, her stockinged feet propped up on the desk, as she spoke into the wireless headset. "Richard, I think you're missing the point here. We have a golden opportunity to snatch away a ten million account from Clive and Associates and you're giving me this bullshit about "goodwill"? There is no honor among thieves, Richard. They've stolen accounts from us; now we need to get some of our own back. Take your balls out of the vault and strap them on, because I want the contracts signed, sealed and delivered by end of day Monday. Yes, Richard – Monday. Well then, you'd better get to it hadn't you? Ciao, Richard." Diana disconnected the phone and pulled off her headset. "What a spineless schmuck. If he wasn't the nephew of the CEO of our biggest account, he'd be out on his ass in a minute! So what's up, gorgeous?" "Diana!" Melanie glanced quickly at the open door, nervous that someone had heard. She was constantly worried that they would be indiscreet and someone would find out – and she'd be the one out on her ass. She closed the office door and sat down. Diana laughed at her. "Would you stop worrying? No one around here suspects a thing! And I call everybody "Gorgeous"!" Melanie relaxed a little. "I know...you're right. But now that the door's closed, I've got to tell you...do you know how hot it makes me when I hear you talking in your "I'm the fucking bad-ass boss" voice." Melanie sat back and crossed her legs. Diana laughed. "Really? I never knew that!" "Oh, yeah! It totally plays into my favorite fantasy!" "And what's that?" "Well, I'm the meek little secretary and you're the dominant uber-bitch Boss Lady. And I have to do whatever you want, because I can't lose my job." "Hmmmm..." Diana hummed thoughtfully, "I think we can make that fantasy a reality!" She stood up and walked over to the picture windows facing out to the office. She began pulling the blinds closed. Melanie looked a bit panicked. "No way, Di – not in the office! What if someone comes in?" Diana clicked the door lock and turned around. "Now, Miss Johnson, it's time for your Performance Review. I'm afraid your work hasn't been quite up to my expectations. I think we may have to let you go" She walked over and stood leaning against the desk directly in front of Mel, her arms crossed and looking quite stern. Melanie glanced once at the closed and locked door, but then decided what the hell. She was already so hot, trying to anticipate where this was leading. She cast her eyes down and bit her lip. "I'm so sorry I'm not meeting your expectations, Ms. Davenport. I've tried so hard to please you. Isn't there anything I can do to keep from being fired? I really need this job and I'd do anything to keep it." Diana raised an eyebrow. "Anything?" "Oh yes! Just tell me what I can do!" Diana looked at her consideringly. "All right. Stand up." Her tone was brisk and business-like. Melanie stood with her hands crossed demurely in front of her. "Now, I want you to take off your panties and pull up your skirt so that I can see your pussy." "Wh...what? Oh Ms. Davenport! I can't do that!!" Melanie looked down in embarrassment. "I thought you said you would do anything. Was that not a true statement?" Diana crossed her arms. "Well....all right...I suppose". Melanie slipped off her panties and pulled her skirt up around her waist, exposing her smoothly waxed pussy. Diana circled her slowly, appraising her with a critical eye. Melanie could feel the congestion start in her cunt, the heavy ache of desire. She kept her eyes straight ahead as Diana continued her scrutiny. Finally, Diana sat down in the chair that Mel had vacated, directly in front of her. "Very well. Now I want you to sit on the edge of the desk and spread your legs as far apart as you can." Diana crossed her legs and rested her chin on her fingertips, gazing steadily at Melanie. Not taking her eyes from Diana's face, Melanie backed up until her ass hit the desk. She spread her legs far apart, her skirt riding up to expose her pussy. The moist lips were slightly parted and her plump clit protuded from them like a succulent little morsel. Diana licked her own lips, trying not to squirm in her seat as her own cunt flooded her panties. Melanie was leaning slightly back, resting her hands behind her on the desk. "Is this the way you meant, Ms. Davenport? Is this all right?" "Very good, Miss Johnson. I see you're learning how to take directions. Let's see if you can follow the next set of instructions. Now I want you to use one finger to start to caress your clitoris." "Oh, but Ms. Davenport! I couldn't!" Melanie put her hand to her mouth in mock distress. "You can if you want to continue working here!" Diana snapped. "Do it or put your panties on and get out!" She waved her hand toward the door. Bracing herself with one hand, Melanie slowly put the forefinger of her other hand into her mouth. Watching Diana every second, she sucked briefly on her finger before moving it down between her legs. She began to slowly glide her finger over her hot, slippery clit. Her head fell back and she closed her eyes as hot licks of pleasure began coursing through her. Diana caught her breath as Melanie began to rub faster, using her fingers to push aside the lips of her pussy. She could see the pink tip of Melanie's clit, appearing and disappearing as Mel stroked it. The sight of her lover pleasuring herself was almost too much for Diana. Melanie had begun to moan and pant. She was now alternating with caressing her hard clit and slipping her finger deep inside her cunt. Diana could tell that she was almost ready to climax and she quickly dropped to her knees in front of Mel. Pushing aside Mel's fingers, Diana buried her tongue into Mel's drenched pussy. Mel gasped with pleaure as Diana's tongue found her throbbing clit and she began to suck and lick the tender flesh. Mel braced her self with both hands and began to slowly grind her hips, pushing her cunt rythmically against Diana's flicking tongue. Her orgasm was a wave, building and building until it finally took her over the edge. She cried out as her body went rigid, riding the tide of sensations. Diana continued to suck greedily on Mel's pussy, avid for the taste of her pouring into her mouth. Weak from the force of her coming, Melanie lay back on the desk, panting to catch her breath. Diana stood slowly up and looked down at Mel. "Your performance in this task was adequate, Miss Johnson. However, you still haven't convinced me of your desire to meet my needs. I'm afraid I have another task for you." Mel lifted herself on her elbows and eyed Diana, looking for signs that Di was ready to stop playing. But by the stern look in Diana's eyes, she knew that the game was going to continue. She scrambled off the table and pulled down her skirt, suddenly feeling vulnerable. It excited her. "What do you want me to do now, Ms. Davenport?" "Hmmm...what would be a suitable task for you?" Diana went back to her desk and pulled open one of the drawers. Reaching in she removed two shiny metal egg-shaped objects, each attached to one small box with wires. "Do you know what these are, Miss Johnson?" She asked, holding each egg in one hand. "No, ma'am." Melanie replied demurely. "These are Silver Bullets. They vibrate at a various speeds with the flick of a button on the control box." She turned on the switch and Melanie heard a low buzzing sounds as the eggs began to vibrate. Her eyes widened as she realized what purpose these would serve and she licked her lips in anticipation. Diana turned them off and strolled back to stand in front of Melanie. Casually she handed Mel the silver bullets before reaching down to unzip her trousers. She stepped out of them, and her panties. Sitting back down in the chair she had vacated earlier, she unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, as well as her bra. Now totally naked, Diana spread her legs and hooked her knees over the arms of the chair, exposing her soaking wet cunt. Melanie swallowed hard, not taking her eyes off the glistening lips and plump clit of her lover's pussy. Diana used her fingers to spread her pussy open. "Now, Miss Johnson, I think you can guess what I want you to do now." Melanie wasted no time in dropping to her knees and flicking the "on" switch of the controls. She knelt between Diana's legs and lightly touched the buzzing egg to Diana's clit. The effect was immediate. Diana's eyes widened and she gasped at the delicious sensation. Melanie smiled and pressed the egg harder against her clit, moving it slowly up and down. Diana's eyes closed as she moaned deeply --- the vibrations from the egg seemed to radiate from her clit throughout her body. As Melanie moved the egg back and forth, she began to slip it in and out of the opening to Diana's cunt. Each time she slid it further in, until at one point it disappeared entirely. Diana arched her back and cried out as the egg began to vibrate inside her. Melanie quickly picked up the second bullet and touched that to Diana's clit. She now had the double sensations of one bullet vibrating against her g-spot and the other buzzing against her clit. She started to buck her hips uncontrollably, gasping and crying out her pleasure. Melanie watched her lover's face intently, reveling in the fact that she was in complete control of Diana's pleasure. She reached for the controls and steadily began to increase the speed of the vibrations. Diana's body jerked and she placed her hand on Melanie's head to steady herself. "C'mon, baby...I want to hear you when you come." Melanie was now in complete control, their roles as dominant/submissive completely reversed. Diana's hips were grinding, her ass lifted completely off the chair. "Oh god Melanie fuck me fuck me fuck me..." She chanted, her head thrown back in extasy. As Melanie increased the vibrating speed of the eggs buried deep in Diana's cunt and held tight against her aching clit, Diana could feel the onset of a massive orgasm. As waves and waves of pleasure coursed through every nerve ending, Diana came with a scream, her whole body jerking convulsively with each orgasmic shock. The muscles in her cunt contracted around the still-vibrating egg and the orgasm continued to pulse throughout her body. She was panting and gasping for breath as the climax peaked began to ebb. Sinking back into the chair she let her head fall back weakly. Melanie flicked the switch of the vibrator controls to "off" and slowly eased the egg out of Diana's still convulsing vagina. She rose and snuggled in the chair next to Diana, placing her arm beneath Diana's head and kissing her deeply. Without opening her eyes Diana wrapped her arms around Melanie. They sat there for a moment, catching their breath and waiting for their heart rates to return to normal. It was five minutes before Diana regained the use of her voice. "Holy shit!" Melanie laughed. "So then your expectations were met, Ms. Davenport? I won't lose my job?" "No way! As a matter of fact, I'm promoting you to Vice President!" "Well well well...if that's all it took to make VP, I would have tried it years ago. Diana and Melanie froze in shock. Standing in the doorway, leaning casually against the jamb, was Richard Adams. The spineless schmuck Diana had reamed on the phone not a half hour before was now standing there watching them, in fact had seen everything from the moment Melanie had knelt between Diana's legs. He smirked at their shocked expressions. "Hmmm...now what are we going to do with this little bit of information?" ...To be continued The Pleasure of Business Ch. 03 "Oh FUCK!" Mel scambled off of the chair and backed away from Diana, her eyes wide in fear and dismay. Diana looked at Richard with disdain and languidly rose to her feet, as at ease as she would have been fully clothed and in a boardroom. She casually slipped on her pants and blouse, walked back behind her desk and sat down. "Close the door, Richard." He did, making a show of locking it firmly. He cocked a sardonic eyebrow at Diana. "You really should get that lock checked, Di. These things can be really unreliable." "What do you want, Richard?" Diana was not about to let this asshole call the shots. Outwardly she was the picture of calm and control. Inside her mind was racing. She knew pricks like Richard would stop at nothing to get ahead. He was definitely going to try and work this one. "Well Di, I'll tell you...I want a lot of things. But I only want two things from you. Number one -- the DeRossi account." Melanie opened her mouth to protest but Diana held up a warning hand. "And the other?" "The two of you. With me. Doing whatever I want for an entire night." Melanie finally couldn't hold back. "Are you fucking insane? We wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole and there is no way you're getting MY account! I earned that promotion!" "Yeah, babe...I saw you earning your promotion the old fashioned way – on your knees. Nice work, by the way" Mel turned bright red. She clenched her fists at her sides and spoke through her teeth. "That's a laugh coming from someone who can only land a job with Daddy's help!." Richard just laughed. "Whatever. Now Diana, what's it gonna be? Or are you okay with my telling everyone in the office that you and Mel spend lots of time on and off the clock tongue-fucking each other brainless?" Diana leaned forward and steepled her fingers under her chin. "Since you have no proof it's really your word against mine, isn't it? And frankly, my word carries a hell of a lot more weight." "Well that would be a problem normally,' Richard said, flipping open his cell phone. "But these pictures I was able to take do make my story a little more plausible. This one is my favorite. I snapped it just as you were starting to come." He turned the phone around to show Diana. It took all she had not to lunge across the desk and snatch it. But she maintained her calm demeanor and spread her hands out on the desk, resigned. "Well, Richard. It seems you've won. There's nothing we can do but agree to your terms." Melanie started to protest and Diana once again held up her hand. "The DeRossi account is yours starting Monday. And tonight, you can meet us at my apartment and we will fulfill your second request. Be there at 10:00" "Excellent. I'm so happy you've seen reason." Richard stood up and walked to the door. "See you tonight." He went out, closing the door behind him. As it clicked, Melanie whirled around, gaping at Diana. "You can't be serious, Diana! This is insane – there is no way I'm having a three-way with that snake, and there is no fucking way he's getting my account!" Diana came around the desk and put her hands on Melanie's shoulders. "Okay, calm down. Take a breath. Of course we're not doing it – I just needed to buy some time. I think I know a way that we can even the score ---- if we have a secret then we can use it to shut him up about OUR secret." She took Mel's face in her hands and kissed her mouth. Melanie sighed. "All right. I'll trust you, because there's really nothing else we can do." "That's my girl!" Diana said, smacking Mel's lips again for good measure. At precisely 10:00pm Richard rang the doorbell to Diana's apartment. He was still smirking to himself at this incredible turn of events. He had been chafing under the rule of that bitch Diana for a year now, getting overlooked for promotions and being relegated to pissant jobs. And now the DeRossi account would be his, as he felt he deserved. As for tonight's part of the deal, Richard wasn't in it for the sex. He could give a shit about that as, frankly, he much preferred a rock hard cock in his mouth or rammed up his ass. But he knew that this was the perfect way to dominate Diana and her little bitch, Melanie. So he would put them through some paces, make sure they know who was boss. Oh, and he had no intention of getting rid of his little cell phone pictures. Who knew when they might come in handy in the future? Diana opened the door, tilting her head to indicate Richard should enter. She was dressed in a flowing sheer peignoir with only wispy bra and panties underneath. "Stunning apartment, Di. But of course I wouldn't expect you to have anything but the best." He took off his jacket and tossed it on the couch, then loosed his tie. "I can't tell you how much I've been looking forward to this." "Well that makes three of us, " Diana purred. "After you left, Melanie and I talked a little. We realized that it was a bit of a fantasy we both had to have a menage a trois with a man. Maybe the circumstances weren't ideal, but we decided to make the best of it." Richard smiled, but inside he was a little disappointed. He didn't want these bitches to enjoy this. He wanted them humiliated. Well, he thought, we'll see how we can make this more fun for me. "Melanie's already in the bedroom," Diana said, taking Richard's hand and leading him down the hall. She opened the door to the darkened bedroom and pulled him inside. There were candles lit and he could just make out Melanie lying seductively across the bed. It was a huge four-poster canopy. Melanie smiled and rose up on her knees, revealing that she too was dressed only in a filmy robe and panties. "Welcome, Richard." Although he kept the smirky smile on his face, Richard was struggling not to pout. This wasn't what he wanted at all. They were supposed to be furious at him! He was supposed to get the pleasure of forcing them to suck his cock, knowing they hated doing it. And he had thought that maybe he could get his rocks off a little if he fucked one of them in the ass, pretending it was some stud. But he was not interested in some soft-core bi-porn seduction scene. He was about to turn around and call the whole thing off when he heard Diana shut the bedroom door behind him. "All ready for us, Rich? Doesn't Melanie look yummy in her lingerie?" "Uhhh...yeah....that's hot." He replied disinterestedly. Diana chuckled. "What's wrong, Richie? Aren't you excited about licking Melanie's pussy and filling it up with your hot cock? Or would you prefer her to be some young, hot guy with a tight ass for you to fuck?" Richard whirled around and gaped at Diana. "What the fuck are you talking about?" "Richard, do you think I got where I am by not knowing some secrets? I've known for a long time that you were into guys, no matter how many women you fucked. And I know that if your father found out he'd disown you. I don't blame you for acting like such a cocksman with the women all this time – you had no other choice." Diana actually felt a little sorry for Richard, having to live a lie. But Richard was having none of it. "Listen you cunt, you tell anyone, ANYONE, and I will make sure every associate, partner and client of Keegan and Brand gets those pictures of you two!" He was moving toward Diana, red faced and livid, when he felt strong arms pinion his behind him and heard a distinctly male voice speak. "You don't want to do that, mate." Diana smiled. "Richard, please meet my friend Marcus. He's my personal trainer. He's from Australia, as you can tell by the accent. And he's here to give you what you so richly deserve. A taste of your own medicine. But given your preferences, I don't think the medicine will be all that bitter." Richard thrashed weakly in Marcus' iron grip, but truth be told he was starting to get a little excited. He felt Marcus' hard body pressed up against his back and could definitely feel Marcus' cock twitching against him. He could feel his own responding as well. Marcus easily maneuvered Richard to the bed and pushed him firmly face down on the comforter. Richard made a half-hearted show of resistance. "Look, I could easily get out of here but I don't want to make a scene. What's the deal? This guy fucks the shit out of me and you take pictures for blackmail?" Diana took Melanie by the hand, leading her away from the bed and to a settee in the corner. They both sat down. Diana picked up a remote from the table and switched on the video camera Richard had failed to notice. "Not just pictures, Richie, but a little movie of our own. This evens the score and makes sure that all of our private activities remain private. Oh, and you can forget about the DeRossi account." Richard struggled again in Marcus' grip, this time in earnest. He wanted that damn account! Marcus held him firmly and casually slapped a pair of handcuffs on Richard's wrists, behind his back. Richard was bent over the side of the bed, almost immobile from the weight of Marcus on him and helpless to move his hands now. He looked at Diana a bit panicked. She smiled back at him cooly. "Why don't you just make this easier on yourself and relax and enjoy it Richard...you know you will. Marcus is very talented, I understand." To prove her point, Marcus reached down and pulled off Richard's shoes, socks, trousers and briefs, all before Richard could struggle further. He reached around and took Richard's half-erection in his hand and began to move it up and down. Richard moaned and relaxed under Marcus' weight, seduced by the wonderful sensations. His cock went from half-mast to full attention in no time. Marcus stopped his manipulation for a moment as he stripped off his own clothes, revealing his enormous cock jutting rigidly from his taut lean body. Richard looked back and licked his lips in anticipation. He had all but forgotten about the mutual blackmail schemes and could only focus on what was coming next. Marcus grasped Richard's shoulders and pulled him up from the bed, turning him around and pushing him back down to his knees. He held his cock in one hand, pulling Richard's head toward it. Richard closed his eyes and opened his mouth as Marcus guided his massive member into it. Marcus moaned and let his head tip back as Richard began sucking frantically on his cock. Richard proved to have a nimble and talented tongue, sucking and licking the sensitive tip, then taking the length of it down his throat. Letting it pop out his mouth for a moment, he bent lower and took Marcus' hot, bristling balls in his mouth, laving them over and over with his tongue. Barely controlled, Marcus took his cock again in his hand and shoved it into Richard's hot mouth. He was moving his hips now, moaning with pleasure. Richard was grunting, frantically working the rigid flesh with his mouth and tongue. He could taste the precum oozing from the tip of Marcus' cock and knew that in a moment his mouth would be full of Marcus' cum. His own cock was rock hard and he desperately wanted to touch it, but his arms were still locked behind his back. Marcus suddenly went rigid and threw back his head as a hot gush of cum shot from his cock directly into Richard's mouth. Richard gulped frantically as the jets of cum hit the back of his throat. Marcus was holding the back of Richard's head, still moving his cock in Richard's mouth. He seemed to have an endless supply of sperm and his cock was jerking with the force of his cumming. Richard swallowed every last gush and sat back on his heels, panting. His own cock was still hard and he desperately wanted Marcus' mouth on it. But Marcus had other ideas. He turned Richard around and pushed him forward on the bed again, with his ass hanging over the edge. Spreading the cheeks of Richard's ass, he bent and began licking his tightly puckered hole. Richard moaned and began moving his ass, rubbing his cock against the bed. Marcus continued to lick Richard's asshole, pushing his tongue into it. He went lower, licking Richard's firm balls. As Richard began writhing faster on the bed, Marcus could feel his spent cock start to fill again. He wet his finger in his mouth and inserted it slowly into Richard's ass. Richard gasped and pushed against Marcus' probing finger. "Fuck me...for God's sake, FUCK ME!" He gasped through gritted teeth. Marcus was working his own cock frantically, getting it good and stiff again. He stood up and guided the tip into the wet opening to Richard's ass. Richard groaned as Marcus' massive cock slid slowly in. He could feel it stretching his ass to the limit. Marcus began sliding his cock in and out of Richard's ass as Richard pushed back against him. Richard's dick was like a steel rod and the more Marcus' prick filled his hole, the closer he got to shooting his own wad. He grunted as Marcus slammed into him, taking Marcus' cock to it's full length. Richard bellowed as he started to cum, spurting hot jets of sperm onto the side of the bed. Marcus was still fucking him, pistoning his cock in and out of Richard's ass like a dog fucking a bitch in heat. Finally he yelled as he orgasmed again, shooting his second load of cum into Richard's aching asshole. He collapsed onto Richard's back, panting and gasping, his cock still buried in the hot hole. When he caught his breath, Marcus eased his cock out of Richard's ass and rolled over on his back. Richard still lay on his stomach with his eyes closed, getting his breath and wits back. He could feel the cum dripping from his ass and knew he had been good and fucked. He felt very loose and satisfied. He had forgotten everything else until he heard a click and opened one eye. Diana was removing the tape from the video camera and tucking it away. She smiled at Richard sardonically. "Now then...we're even. You have our secret and we have yours. You keep your mouth shut and your pictures to yourself and we'll do the same. But the minute I hear even the whisper of gossip, this tape goes to Daddy and little Richie is out of the will." Richard closed his eyes and nodded. "Fine. You win. But can you do me a favor? Can you get these damn cuffs off?" Marcus sat up and fished the keys from his pants pocket. He unlocked the cuffs and Richard sat up, rubbing his wrists. He tried to look annoyed, but failed miserably. His cock and ass were still aching with the pounding they had just took, and he wasn't nearly done. Diana caught the look between the two men and chuckled. "Now that we're all even, I think it's time for Melanie and I to retire to our own room. You two feel free to stay and...get better acquainted." She took Mel's hand and led her out of the bedroom, closing the door behind them. "You know," she said, turning to Mel, "I didn't think I'd be in the least bit turned on by that. But I gotta tell you --- I am totally hot right now!" Melanie laughed as they went into Diana's bedroom. "I know – me too! Maybe there are a few of Marcus' moves I can try on you!" Diana's eyes widened as Melanie put a finger to her chin and cocked her head. "Now...where did we put those handcuffs?" Diana smiled broadly and closed the bedroom door. The Pleasure of Business Ch. 04 It had been several months since their little mutual blackmail scheme with Richard had taken place. True to his word, Richard had kept his mouth shut. It helped that he was still being fucked on a regular basis by Marcus, the hunky Australian personal trainer. Diana was happy that everything had worked out. She and Melanie were still going strong, although lately Mel had been working such crazy hours they hadn't seen nearly enough of each other. In fact, it had been almost two weeks since they had made love and Diana was getting extremely frustrated. She found herself home alone one night, again, Melanie having called to say she was going to be late again. Diana couldn't blame Mel. The DeRossi campaign was about to launch and as project leader, Melanie had to burn the midnight oil. She knew that once the launch happened, Mel would be all hers again. In fact, she was planning a surprise vacation for the both of them once the heat was off. Two weeks at a resort in Cozumel. Nothing but sun, sand and sex sex sex! Diana could hardly wait. She wandered around her quiet apartment, restless and horny, thinking of what she would be doing to Melanie on the beach very soon. Diana took a glass of wine into the bedroom and snuggled back into the luxurious pillows, intending to read awhile before going to bed. But her mind kept going back to her fantasies about their vacation. Putting the book aside, she lay back against the pillows and closed her eyes. She began to picture Melanie's lush but firm body, her full breasts tipped with deep pink nipples. Diana loved her nipples, loved taking the soft flesh in her mouth and sucking hard until they became rigid, until Melanie moaned out loud. As she pictured doing this, Diana became warm and she felt her pussy grow wet. She loosened the tie of her robe and parted it. She cupped her own breasts in her hands and began teasing her nipples into hard points. She began to picture how Melanie looked, naked and lying on the bed with her legs spread open. Sometimes all Diana would do is slip a finger into the warm wet slit of Melanie's pussy and caress her aching clitoris, watching Melanie's face every second until she screamed in pleasure. Thinking of this, Diana slipped her own finger between the lips of her pussy and began to masturbate, sliding her finger firmly along the side of her clit. She moaned softly and spread her legs wider. She slid her fingers into her juices, using them to lubricate. Her wet fingers slid over her throbbing clit like silk. As her orgasm began to build, Diana began to rub harder and faster. She was moaning loudly now, becoming lost in the tidal rise of her orgasm. He legs began to quiver and she gasped out loud as she started coming, delicious warm waves of sensation washing over her. It was a shocking tingle, radiating from her cunt and racing outward to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Her orgasm peaked and began to subside. She fell back against the pillows and stretched luxuriously, like a cat. She felt loose and relaxed. "If I had known this was how you spent your time waiting for me, I'd have come home a lot earlier!" Melanie was leaning against the bedroom door, her jacket over one shoulder and a broad smile on her face. "Hiya, gorgeous." Diana purred languidly. "I'm so happy you're home!" Melanie threw her jacket on the chair, stripped off her blouse and skirt and climbed into the bed beside Diana. She was still wearing her bra, panties, thigh high stockings and heels. She wrapped her arms around Diana and kissed her, softly at first, then with more intensity. Her lips parted and she felt Diana's tongue slip through, caressing her own. Drawing away, Melanie looked into the flushed face of her lover and smiled. She then laid her head on Diana's chest and they both closed their eyes. "I'm sorry I'm so late. I know we were going to try and have dinner together. But as soon as the launch..." she trailed off. "I know, baby...as soon as the launch. It's okay, I know how it is. Let's just lay here a little while." Diana sighed contentedly as she felt their breathing synchronize. For several minutes neither of them spoke or moved, just lay and breathed together, listening to each other's heartbeats. After a while, Melanie groaned and raised up, reluctantly. "Okay, I can't lay here like this forever. I'm going to jump in the shower and then I need to work on a presentation for tomorrow." She got up and stripped off her shoes and underwear. As she headed toward the bathroom she looked back at Diana. "Did I forget to tell you how beautiful you looked when I walked in? I loved watching you masturbate, watching you come – it was amazing!" Diana smiled as she belted her robe. "Well make sure to come home the same time tomorrow – we do a nightly show!! Hey, do you want me to bring you a glass of wine?" "That would be great – thanks, baby." Melanie went into the bathroom and Diana heard the shower jets start. She wandered into the kitchen and poured the wine, still feeling loose and relaxed. It suddenly didn't matter that Mel was working crazy hours. She was there now and Diana could make sure that she felt as relaxed as Diana herself. She open the door of the bathroom and, setting the wine glass on the sink, she slipped off her robe. Melanie looked incredible, standing under the pulsating jet of the shower massage head with her eyes closed. The water sluiced down her gorgeous body and Melanie looked like she was in heaven. Diana stepped into the shower and put her arms around Melanie, pressing her body against Melanie's as the water poured over them. She kissed Melanie's wet mouth and thrilled to feel Melanie's firm breasts pressed against her own. Still kissing, Diana reached up and pulled down the shower massager. She turned the dial from shower to pulsing massage. Melanie opened her eyes and smiled. Diana knew exactly what Mel wanted and needed. Melanie lifted her foot and placed it on the shower bench. She used her fingers to spread the lips of her pussy, closed her eyes, and leaned back against the shower wall. Diana moved the massager down Mel's body, stopping to allow the jets to pulse against Melanie's nipples, turning them from pink to red. She then moved the head down Mel's tummy, finally reaching her pussy. She knelt then, focusing the jet on the bud of Melanie's clit. Almost immediately, Melanie began moaning as the pulses of water set up a percussion rhythm on her sensitive clit. The sensation was incredible, almost too much. Diana was moving the massager around, never losing contact with Mel's clit. She was looking at Melanie's face, watching it contort with pleasure and feeling her own excitement grow as Melanie groaned louder. Her legs were quivering and she had to brace a hand on the wall of the shower to keep from falling. At last the pleasure was too great and she cried out as her orgasm slammed into her. Her head was thrown back in ecstasy, her eyes closed and she rode the crest of sensations coursing through her. Unable to stand anymore she slid down the wall, her cunt still pulsing and throbbing with the force of her coming. Diana leaned forward and thrust her tongue in Melanie's mouth, drinking in the moans and cries that Melanie still uttered. As the feeling ebbed, Mel sat back weakly, panting to catch her breath. "Oh god, baby, that was so fucking good!" Mel couldn't even open her eyes, she was so wiped out. "Well, I thought you might be a little stressed after work and needed a nice massage!" Diana said cheekily. Melanie laughed. "You always know what I need." Diana stood and replaced the shower head, allowing the water to cascade over them once more. "Now that we've been a little dirty, it's time to get all nice and clean." She poured scented shampoo in her hands and began to rub it into Melanie's hair. Melanie purred under this pampering and happily succombed to being cared for. She stood, allowing Diana to rub her all over with the sponge and soap, making sure to get her thoroughly clean. She responded by doing the same to Diana, in the process dropping to her knees and eating Diana's pussy until Diana screamed. When they finally turned off the water, they took turns drying each other off with fluffy towels. Later, they lay cuddling in bed again, pink and glowing from the shower and their lovemaking. "Don't you have to finish that presentation? Diana asked. "Screw it...I'm too relaxed to even think straight. Let's just go to sleep." Melanie was already half asleep as it was. Diana switched off the light. "'Night, gorgeous." She said softly, kissing Mel lightly on the mouth. "Night, baby." Mel replied sleepily. She snuggled closer and they drifted off, warm and contented. The Pleasure of Business Ch. 05 Melanie lay naked and oiled on a chaise lounge, feeling the heat of the Mexico sun toasting her skin a golden brown. She knew it was bad for her but thought, what the hell. She had been cooped up under the glare of fluorescent office lighting for the past six months and she figured she could use some vitamin D. Without opening her eyes, Mel reached over to the side table to retrieve the glass of sangria Diana had poured for her. She took a few sips and settled back against the cushions of the chaise. She was supremely relaxed and couldn't help almost feeling guilty. Of course, there was no reason to. The DeRossi campaign launch had been a huge success and the partners had all acknowledged that it was because of her hard work and dedicated. She deserved this vacation. Even so, it was taking awhile to really relax and realize that she hadn't left anything undone. She was sound asleep when Diana came back from her swim a half hour later. She stood drying herself with her towel and watching her lover sleep. She smiled and then looked a little pensive, thinking that this vacation was exactly what both of them needed. She had booked the private villa in Cozumel months earlier, surprising Melanie with it after the launch party. But although their relationship was still going strong, Diana felt like their sex life had become a bit stagnant. The months up to the launch and the weeks between it and their vacation, sex had become a once or twice a week thing. Despite Diana's trying of new bedroom tricks, Melanie sometimes seemed almost bored. Diana bit her lip. It was probably just her imagination. After all, when they made love last night, Melanie had come twice, crying out Diana's name each time. Diana finished toweling off and leaned over to kiss Melanie's slack mouth. The villa they were staying in was extremely remote, with a private beach all their own. They had taken to swimming and sunbathing naked and Diana's skin was also tanned a burnished gold. At Diana's kiss, Melanie murmured sleepily. She opened her eyes and shielded them against the glare of the sun. Diana was leaning over her with her hands on the arms of the chaise, her glorious tanned breasts tipped with raspberry nipples hung temptingly in front of Melanie's face. She leaned forward and took those perfect globes in her hands, squeezing them together and flicking her tongue over the taut nubs. Diana submitted with purring pleasure. She loved it when Melanie sucked on her tits and she loved the delicious ache that it created that radiated down to her cunt. But sooner that she would have liked, Melanie released her breasts and sat back against the chaise, once again picking up her drink. "Nice swim?" she asked languidly, putting her arm up behind her head and closing her eyes again. "Ummm...yeah. The water's great." Diana replied, a bit sulkily. She was beginning to think it wasn't just stress, that maybe Melanie was losing interest. She sat pouting for a moment, mentally willing Mel to look over and see that she was pissed. But Melanie appeared to have drifted off again. Diana stood. "I'm going to go shower." She said shortly. "Mmm 'kay" replied Mel. Diana grabbed her towel and stalked into the house. As she entered the open living room, she was a bit startled to see Amelia, the maid that had come with the villa, cleaning the kitchen. Amelia turned around and, seeing that Diana was completely nude, cast her eyes down embarrassed. "Disculpe, Señora! I did not know you would be....here." Her cheeks were red and she was making a valiant attempt to look anywhere but at Diana. Diana wrapped the towel around her torso. "It's okay, Amelia – I'm sorry to have startled you." Diana looked thoughtfully at Amelia as she returned to her cleaning. She was a gorgeous Latina with rich black hair and dark flashing eyes. Even in her prim maid's uniform Diana could see that Amelia had a beautiful body with large breasts and a round firm ass. Diana had caught Amelia once or twice, watching she and Melanie kiss each other, or caress on the couch. She even thought that Amelia might have been watching them the day after they arrived, when they had made love outside on the lounge. She could swear she saw a movement in the glass door, but couldn't be sure. She put her finger up to her lips and tilted her head thoughtfully. Maybe Amelia was just what they needed to get out their sexual rut. "Amelia," she said, perching on a barstool at the kitchen counter. "Are you doing anything special tonight?" "N-n-no, Señora." Amelia replied, blushing again. She was horribly shy around the Señora, having harboured a little crush on her since they had arrived. Diana's red hair and lush body had tantalized her and, after indeed seeing them having sex on the patio, she had been fantasizing non-stop about them both. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help it. The night before, she had lain in bed in her parent's house, masturbating frantically and biting her lip to keep from crying out and waking everybody. Although she wasn't a child anymore, and had had sex with a couple of boyfriends, Amelia had never had sex with another woman. But she thought about it constantly. "Did you need me to cook tonight for you in the villa?" Amelia asked, hoping her face didn't betray her as much as she thought it did. "No, no!" Diana replied. "I was thinking you might join us for dinner tonight! You've done such a wonderful job taking care of us that I wanted to thank you by cooking for you for a change!" Of course she had seen the look in Amelia's eyes. She knew it wouldn't take a lot of work to get through any qualms she might have. The only thing was, she wasn't sure how Mel was going to react. Amelia at first didn't know how to respond. She didn't know whether she was supposed to socialize with the quests, and she had never been asked before. But the thought of spending a social evening with these beautiful women overcame her hesitation. "Muchas gracias, Señora. I would love to have dinner with you." "Excellent! We will see you around 7:30 then. And it's just casual!" Diana slid off the barstool and headed off to the bathroom. She smiled, thinking of the fantastic direction this evening might take. Amelia smiled as well, shyly, and thought about what she would wear. When Diana told Melanie that she had invited Amelia to join them, Melanie was at first puzzled. But then she just shrugged and said that she thought that was a great idea. Amelia seemed like a sweet girl. And when she commented to Diana how hot she thought Amelia was, Diana just smiled broadly and agreed. As Diana worked on a roast chicken and vegetables, Melanie picked up her wine glass and wandered over to switch on some music. Barefoot, sipping her wine, she began to dance slowly, moving her hips in time to the music. She saw Diana watching her and she made her movements a little more seductive. Melanie had noticed a change in Diana lately. She seemed snippy at times. And frankly, their sex life had become a bit pedestrian. She felt like an old married couple and she really wanted to get the spark back they had at the beginning. As she swayed around the room she thought maybe they should try some new things to liven up the routine a bit. Amelia arrived at 7:30 and was ushered in by Melanie. She shyly allowed her coat to be taken and to take the glass of wine Melanie offered. She still wasn't sure what to do with herself and felt odd not being the one behind the stove or in front of the sink. Most of the vacationers who rented the villa barely acknowledged her existence and most thought she could not speak English. They would speak slowly and loudly to her in English, or in some twisted form of Spanglish, as if that would help. Although she spoke English like a native, it amused her to pretend to not understand , just to hear them make fools of themselves. Amelia was in college, with the goal of someday becoming a lawyer. She worked as a maid in her off hours in order to put herself through school. Diana greeted her warmly and the three of them chatted while Diana finished preparing dinner. It wasn't long before Amelia had lost her constraint and was talking freely about her life, her studies and interests. Melanie and Diana listened, enchanted. This girl was not only beautiful, but she was smart and utterly charming as well. By the time the meal was over, they all felt as if they were old friends. Diana wandered around, turning down the lights and putting Sade on the cd player --- the seductive sounds of Sade never failed to make her feel sexy. Amelia was sitting on the couch next to Melanie. Diana took her own glass and sat next to Amelia, tucking up her bare feet. For her part, Amelia was feeling fantastic. The combination of good wine and the admiration she was feeling from her hostesses was making her lose any residual shyness. Even so, she couldn't help noticing that both Diana and Melanie often gazed at her with more than just friendly interest in their eyes. The thought of it both scared and excited her, and she wondered what might happen next. Diana twirled her hair around her finger, sipping her wine and watching Amelia and Melanie chat. She was wondering how she could move things along. There was definitely a vibe, but she didn't want to just jump the gun. She might scare Amelia off and although she didn't think so, she was a little unsure of how Melanie might react. She suddenly had an idea. She started to stand up from the couch and "accidentally" spilled her red wine down the front of Amelia's white blouse. "Oh my god, Amelia! I am so sorry!" Looking aghast, Diana quickly set down her wine glass and pulled Amelia to her feet. "I can't believe how clumsy I am!" "No, no...it's all right, Señora! I will just get a towel." Amelia was dabbing at the stain with a cocktail napkin but it was futile. Melanie was trying to help her. "Wait – some club soda will take that out. Just give me your blouse and I'll rinse it out in the sink." Diana gestured to Amelia to remove her blouse. Melanie's eyes lit up. "Yes! That's the only way to get out the stain before it sets!" She was thrilled with the turn of events. She had been trying to figure out all night how to get Amelia naked so the three of them could get to know each other better. This was the perfect opportunity. Amelia unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off, handing it to Diana. She was in a plain white bra that had a pink splotch on it from the wine soaking through. "You'd better take off your bra, too, Amelia...we can put that in the sink with the blouse." Diana couldn't believe how well her ruse was working! Amelia reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra and slipped it off. Her bountiful breasts spilled free, the dark red buds of her nipples a contrast to her cappucino skin. She crossed her arms self-consciously and looked at Melanie and Diana. Diana had to make sure she didn't actually lick her lips and Melanie looked as though Amelia were a delicious bon-bon and she was ready to take a bite. They both got hold of themselves and as Diana took the garments to the kitchen, Melanie led the girl back to the couch. "You don't have to be shy," she said. "It's just us girls. Amelia, has anyone ever told you what beautiful breasts you have? I wish mine were as big and firm as yours! Mine are so small I feel like a boy sometimes!" "No, Miss Melanie! You are a very beautiful woman!" Amelia was acutely aware of the attention her naked breasts were getting from both of the other women. Diana had come back and sat on the couch, Amelia between her and Melanie. Amelia felt heat rising to her face as she realized what was about to happen. She was a little scared, but more than that she was tremendously excited. She squeezed her thighs together as she felt a tingle start in her pussy and her panties become wet with her juices. Diana and Melanie glanced at each other and smiled. They both realized that they were completely in synch with what was about to happen. "Amelia, why don't you relax and get comfortable." Diana said, pressing Amelia's shoulders gently back against the cushions. Amelia's arms were still crossed over her chest, but not as tightly as before. Diana brushed the hair away from Amelia's forehead and then leaned forward. "Have you ever been kissed by a woman, Amelia?" Amelia shook her head slowly. "Don't worry...I think you'll like it." Diana took Amelia's face gently into her hands, pressing a light kiss to her lips. She drew back to see the girl's reaction. Amelia's eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly open, waiting for what was next. Diana smiled at Mel and brought her mouth back to Amelia's, this time with more pressure. She tentatively explored Amelia's soft lips with the tip of her tongue, thrilling when the girl whimpered in response to Diana's kisses. Diana shifted now, increasing the depth of the kiss until she felt Amelia's tongue slip between her lips. She sucked gently on the girl's virgin tongue and Amelia moaned. She had never been kissed like this before. It was like drowning in syrup. As Diana continued to teach Amelia the wonders of kissing, Melanie was stroking their hair and watching, enraptured. Diana had not touched the girl at all, other than with her lips. But Melanie could see the red buds of Amelia's nipples tighten and rise to hard points, simply from the sensations of kissing. Melanie couldn't hold back. She bent and took one of the luscious tips into her mouth and began to suck steadily. Amelia's eyes flew open and she arched her back as the sensations of Melanie's sucking coursed through her. Diana bent then and captured the other nipple, both of them sucking and licking at the rigid nubs. Amelia was moaning, completely lost in the feeling of her breasts being worshipped by the two women. Without realizing it, she was writhing on the couch, moving in such a way to stimulate the delicious ache between her legs. Melanie and Diana alternated between Amelia's luscious breasts and her swollen, tender lips. At times they all were kissing each other, Amelia's arms around each of the others, their tongues intertwined. Diana stealithy let one hand slip lower and lower until they finally were at the waistband of Amelia's jeans. With the other she was gently squeezing Amelia's nipple. Amelia was hardly aware of Diana undoing the snap and lowering the zipper of her jeans. It wasn't until Diana slipped a hand under the waistband of her panties and found the hot wet center of her sex did she become conscious. But she was past the point of protesting. All she wanted, all that was important, was for Diana to continue her exploration. She gasped against Melanie's mouth when Diana's fingers found her firm clit. She almost went out of her mind as Diana pressed the button of flesh firmly, knowing exactly how to touch Amelia. "Ay dios mio...por favor...por favor..." Amelia moaned, thrusting her hips and pressing her cunt against Diana's hand. This only enflamed Diana. She slipped off the couch between Amelia's legs and removed her shoes and pulled off her jeans. Melanie was watching Diana, enthralled by her lover's excitement. As Diana threw the clothes aside, Melanie stripped off her own clothes and positioned herself behind Amelia. Amelia allowed herself to lay back against Melanie's chest, thrilling as the more experienced woman slipped her hands around and cupped the young girl's swollen breasts. Diana had also removed her clothes and was kneeling on the couch between Amelia's legs. Amelia's eyes fluttered open and gazed at Diana. "Please, Señora...I cannot wait. Please....touch my pussy..." she whispered urgently. Her excitement had completely wiped away her shyness. She spread her legs in invitation. Diana sighed in delight to see the girl's pussy, hidden beneath the virginal white cotton of her panties. For a moment she only looked, loving the way the girl's light line of pubic hair was just visible. She ran a finger lightly over the mound, feeling the wetness that had gathered there. Amelia's eyes were closed, waiting for Diana's touch. She wasn't even aware that she was moving her ass up and down, willing Diana to begin. Diana slowly pulled the crotch of Amelia's panties aside, revealing the swollen pink lips of the girl's pussy. Her clit was already erect, ready to be pleasured. Diana bent her head and inhaled the heady fragrance. Blowing lightly on the soft curls framing her pussy lips, she then slowly took the tidbit of sensitive flesh into her avid mouth. Amelia arched her back and cried out. Diana licked at sucked at the girl's clit. She went lower and thrust her tongue as far as it would go into Amelia's opening. She wet her finger with the girl's pussy juice and inserted it slowly into Amelia's asshole. She was making love to every part of Amelia's pussy and ass. As she sucked again hard on Amelia's clit, she glanced up at her face. She was gasping and crying out with pleasure. No one had ever eaten her pussy like this. Her boyfriends at the most had paid perfunctory attention, but only a moment before they went right to fucking her. This was different. She was gasping and thrashing around --- her pussy was on fire and she was terrified that Diana would stop before. She felt the tingle of her very first orgasm begin in her toes. As it freight-trained through her body, she suddenly screamed and arched up from the couch. It was as if her entire body was electrified and her cunt was pulsing as she came. Diana's fingers were buried in Amelia's cunt and she could feel the muscles convulsing as Amelia came. The girl fell back against Melanie, gasping and panting to catch her breath. Diana bent again to lap at the warm honey dripping from the girl's pussy as Melanie stroked the girl's hair and forehead. "Oh my god...oh my god....Señora...I've never felt like that before...how did you..." she was almost incoherent. Diana moved up and kissed the girl's tender mouth. "You're so beautiful, Amelia. I hope I didn't frighten you, but I couldn't help it." "No, no! It was wonderful!" Amelia looked up at Diana with an expression of satisfaction. "Perhaps...there is something I can do?" Diana smiled and glanced up at Melanie. Amelia followed her gaze, looking back at Mel also. She turned over so that she lay on top of Melanie. Smiling shyly, she moved her head down and began to suck and lick Melanie's taut nipples. She flicked them rapidly with her tongue, as they had done to her and she was delighted when what she was doing made Melanie moan and made the nipple rigid. Stroking her hand down Mel's arm, Amelia took her hand in her own and slipped Mel's index finger into her mouth. She sucked lightly on it also and Melanie was shocked at how erotic it felt. Releasing Mel's finger, Amelia moved down her body, kissing and stroking. Diana had slid to the floor and was sipping her wine, watching her lover be pleasured by this lovely Latin beauty. She was loving watching Mel's excitement building and she could feel her own temperature rising. Amelia was kissing Melanie's tummy and flicking her bellybutton with her tongue. Melanie moaned softly and pushed her pelvis up toward the girl in invitation. Amelia smiled and continued her exploration of Melanie's body, lifting her leg to press warm kisses on the insides of Melanie's thighs. She could clearly see the glistening pink lips of Mel's delicious pussy, swollen with desire, and she could hardly control herself. She placed Mel's leg up on the back of the couch and pushed her other leg to the floor. Mel's cunt was completely exposed and she almost couldn't stand the torment of Amelia not touching her. "Please...for god's sake...." She begged, moving her hips. Amelia bent forward and lightly touched the deep pink node of flesh. Melanie groaned louder and reached up behind her, arching her back. Amelia rubbed Mel's clit harder, knowing how it felt when she did this to herself. She slipped her finger into Mel's opening, coating her finger with the warm juices and bringing it to her lips. This was the first time she had tasted another woman and found that it was salty and earthy, not at all unpleasant. Emboldened now, she lay between Melanie's legs and held the lips of her pussy open with her fingers. She began to flick Mel's clit rapidly with her tongue, forming it into a hard arrow point to tease the bit of sensitive flesh. She was moving her head back and forth, alternately licking and sucking. Melanie's hips were moving as well, pushing her cunt into Amelia's mouth. She was gasping and moaning and Diana couldn't stand it any longer. She moved up to Melanie's head and slid her tongue into Mel's mouth while her fingers sought Mel's rock hard nipple. Melanie reached between Diana's legs and caressed her firm clit rapidly, mirroring what Amelia was doing with her tongue. Amelia had knit three finger of her hand and was moving them in and out of Melanie's pussy, the knuckes pressing against Melanie's g-spot. Melanie's began to buck her hips as she could feel herself starting to come. The Pleasure of Business Ch. 05 "Jesus...don't stop...oh fuck...I'm coming..." she gasped and her orgasm rocketed through her cunt and raced throughout her body. She screamed in release, her own fingers still buried in Diana's pussy. Diana's eyes were closed and she was rocking against Melanie's hand, bringing herself to her own climax. She gripped the arm of the couch as she too came, moaning Melanie's name. Melanie was still crying out, her back arched and rigid. Amelia was still fingering her until Melanie couldn't take any more and reach down to pull the girl's hand away. Her cunt was on fire and her clit was now extremely sensitive. Melanie pulled the girl toward her and kissed her warmly, the heat from her orgasm still coursing through her. Amelia lay on top of the panting Melanie, amazed at what she had just done and the reaction it caused. She looked at Diana, who was sitting next to the couch, stroking both Amelia and Melanie and gazing at them lovingly. Soon, the heat from their love play had subsided. Diana stood and held out her hands to her lover and to their new playmate. "Why don't we move into the bedroom where we can be more comfortable. Amelia and Melanie both stood and took Diana's hands. She led them into the bedroom, with the intent to spend the rest of the night making love to them both. She smiled to herself...she was pretty sure the little bad patch in their sex life was now in the past. And she couldn't wait to spend the rest of their vacation thinking up new ways to make it even hotter!