Virgin Mary

I do n't know why I returned to the office that eve, why I ran half a block to do sure I made it through reception before the doors closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should have been celebrating with the sound hombre, it 's not every day you win a discrimination pillowcase, but it 's not every day some money grabbing small cocotte makes the whole matter up and the Tribubunal takes ten proceedings to reach out a decision clearing me and the business firm of any incorrectly doing.

She had no idea that my web cam was running continuously, all the time my computer was on, I had n't realised myself to be honest that the piffling lens at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tugboat unit 's memory stuffed full moon of footage of me working I decided to sustain it on a surplus hard drive as a record, I did n't be after it but at every degree in prison term that piddling tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my business office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every ace juncture, she even confirmed the particular date on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty minute. '' she said in one clip.

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was habituate showing her entering my office at the times she alleged I had assaulted her, so she could hardly complain when we suggested they use the web cam footage as well.

'' Clearing your desk ? '' I asked as I saw her, bending over her desk stuffing the photograph, trinkets and junk in a cardboard box.

'' Of course. '' she said icily, `` You won, retrieve. ``

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim right tribunal suit, saturnine blue crown and matching knee distance bird over blench almost white pantihose, her white blouse was crisp but hardly uncover and she had her prospicient blonde fuzz pulled back into a bun, she even wore ice, which hid her deep blue eyes and the tears which welled oceanic abyss in them.

'' Why are n't you celebrating ? '' she asked.

'' Do n't palpate like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to empathize why, '' I paused and than I asked, `` What did you hope to achieve ? ``

She looked down at the desk, `` Phew, is n't that obvious, methamphetamine ceiling, all that. ``

'' But why me ? '' I asked, `` Why falsify a charge about me ? ``

'' You 're aged partner, well the senior partner 's son, '' she pointed out, `` Logic. ``

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six months of nether region, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our legal bill is near a one-quarter of a million pounds. ``

'' well mine 's not chicken feed. '' she snapped.

'' respectable thing the union 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my costs, not yours. '' I must have looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm bankrupt, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will mean no flat which means. ``

'' It 's hardly my fault ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Of course it is, all those times, in your office. '' she accused.

'' I never did a thing ! '' I recoiled.

'' Exactly ! '' she said triumphantly, `` It was horrifying, Jennie said all I had to do was hold out a wonderbra and be well-disposed and the relief would abide by. ``

'' I do n't empathise ? '' I explained.

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick stern million liquidation out of court and move on, except she 's moved on while I. ``

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

'' girlfriend. '' she said, `` Are you shocked ? ``

'' No, I thought you were a, ah. '' I said searching for the politically correct term.

'' Bi, '' she said. `` with a Be and an Eye. ``

'' I see, '' I knew the rumours abounded of my tomboy with prostitute, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

'' Oh well, no hard feelings eh, '' I said, `` What plans do you give ? '' I suddenly thought.

'' Mind your own business. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is file for bankruptcy and go place to overprotect. ``

'' But your Law stage, surely you ca n't exercise if you go ruin ? '' I suggested.

'' I waitressed in McDonlds, I 'll do it again. '' she said.

'' That 's okay at Seventeen but sad at Forty. '' I told her.

'' wellspring obviously I 'm finished here, '' she said.

'' I 'm afraid so, double-dyed misconduct, making false allegement, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notice from start of business Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

'' It certainly is n't. '' she said.

'' I wanted to say about your clothes, ask you to overcompensate up, you made me nervous, '' I asked, `` Did you know ? ``

'' All hot and bothered, that was the architectural plan, '' she admitted.

'' I like you unspoilt dressed like that. '' I told her, `` I suppose I feel safe. ``

'' safety, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate predator, unlike girl at each social event ! ``

'' They 're bodyguard, I pay. '' I admitted.

'' You pay fancy woman for sex ? '' she said.

'' Yes, but separately, the escort are just for the social events, '' I explained, `` Well educated well utter beauties and I treat them as if I were a valet de chambre, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and reasoning are hardly measure. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my L pounds and not have someone turn up nine months pregnant in due course. ''

She turned round to face me and sat on the bound of her desk.

'' I see, '' she said, `` Why are you telling me this ? ``

'' You 're a dear listener ? '' I suggested, `` absorbed audience. ``

'' But, it 's disgusting ! '' she suggested.

'' I wanted to explain. '' I continued, `` I thought you wanted a family relationship, no an entrapment, get pregnant, like Francine did to Dad, do you see ? ``

'' Oh, '' she exclaimed, `` I see, no, that was n't it, not babe, just money. ``

'' Never nous, crossed conducting wire, shall I cave in you a hand with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

'' I 'd better leave it, it 's company belongings. '' she said sadly, `` Get a taxi. ``

'' I 'll aid you down with the box, '' I offered.

'' How much is a Taxi to Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No melodic theme, '' I exclaimed.

'' You could n't lend me fifty could you. '' she asked.

'' Fifty, ah. '' I said.

'' Oh no do n't get melodic theme '' she said, `` No I did n't think that. ``

'' right, 50, no, of grade not, expert not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying fifty quid for sex.

'' I 'll drive you. '' I offered, `` Perkins can pick us up, how 's that ? ``

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' Ready made chaperone. '' I insisted, `` least I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but instant to phone and ask Perkins to come to collect us in the Limo, well our big dark fellowship Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a one-third as much.

I looked in the Mirror, I guess I should n't have got but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the suit, but the fact was for six months I had been so preoccupied with the `` Case '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Jesus. I thought, `` What a prat ! '' The suit and bull were off the peg, about LXX pound from Asda Wal marketplace, a deliberate ploy so I did n't appear too self-important but it meant that I looked like a betray rug salesman not a senior figure in a two hundred year old folk firm.

I would birth to go menage and change before the evening.

Perkins rang from the corner by Lloyds bank, it was difficult to park outside our construction so we arranged that he would expect there until I waved from our footstep, and when he arrived I gallantly carried Miss Hastings affair down to the car.

Perkins glided to a check and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous interior as Perkins opened the door for `` ma'am ! ``

I joined her in the rear seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at English Hippocrates, can we stop by my flat, Arbermarle Gardens 134b, '' she asked.

'' Do you know the way Perkins ? '' I asked.

'' No Sir, but the Maestro does, '' he said referring to the after-market sat nav glued awkwardly to the dashboard.

I accompanied her to her flat, the lift took us to the third gear foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a miss pathfinder, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

'' You were expecting to drop off ? '' I asked.

'' Just hedging my bets. '' she said, `` It 's in Jennie 's public figure, I can just walk away. ''

It seemed very strange to be carrying cases for the woman who tried to deflower me, but she seemed unlike in her neat business courtship, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's door, '' she said as I took the instant pair of cases down to the Chrysler, I watched her walk away and go into a door some way away and then she was striding back down towards me, her fuzz still in a bun but at least her awful looking glass were gone.

I think if she had thanked me my assistance either then or before we got to my business firm then things might have turned out differently but it easy to be wise with hindsight, but anyway system of logic suggested we stopped off at my star sign `` The Pines '' before we took her on to Sydenham and I went on to dinner courtesy of Haliwell Barnes.

'' I do n't know what I 'll evidence mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically operated gates of `` The Pines, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's space. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a bonus from Goldmans before Grandfather did the excited blackmail act on me, I 'm not a lawyer do you see. ``

'' Oh, '' she exclaimed, `` I see ''

'' Jessica twisted my arm, '' I said, `` My ex groom-to-be. '' I said `` She believed you, and left me. ``

'' Oh. '' she said.

'' Perkins, would you halt by the Gymnasium please. '' I asked, and I turned to Blessed Virgin and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the builders finished, would you wish to see it. ``

'' I want to get home to mother really, '' she said.

'' Oh but I insist, '' I said, `` It still looks like a barn from international but Jess had it planned that all the United States Department of State of the art seaworthiness aids would be installed together with the consortium, oh and she arranged it so no one could see in. ``

'' I see, '' she said thoughtfully, as Perkins stopped the car and opened her door.

I slid across the seat inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak doorway that opened to show the state of the art steel door of the Gymnasium, `` Fire proof, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the polished aluminium sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could have lost this through your Trygve Halvden Lie. '' I told her as I ushered her inside, `` Fetch Madams bags Perkins, '' I suggested.

'' Excuse me ? '' she said, but Perkins was already walking away, and as he passed through the door hummed and closed oh so gently.

'' What do you, '' she said, but I took hold of the lapels of her jacket and wrenched it down her back trapping her paw behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button yap elongated and then broke through, and her bird came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and step-in and within a bit she was reduced from smart city female child to a near naked whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her jacket in half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely ineffective to grasp what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her feet from the mess of skid and scanty to leave alone her pink and naked.

'' You see, '' I said, `` Do you sympathize what it feel like to be destroyed, even as we speak Perkins is burning your cases, you have zilch Miss Hastings do you understand, nothing, between the tribunal and myself you are absolutely destroyed. ``

'' I 'm. '' she said in terror, `` Do n't stamp out me. ``

'' Oh no, that 's too full, '' I suggested and silently cursed the cook made trousers which made no provision for an erecting at all, `` no what is two one C and L thousand pounds divided by fifty pound ? ``

'' F'five thousand, '' she said.

'' So here 's the deal, you stay here until I 've fucked my one-fourth of a million British pound out of you at fifty quid a fourth dimension, do we induce a great deal ? ''

'' Do n't shoot down me. '' she said quietly.

'' Then trifle with yourself and get yourself overnice and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her skirt and deplumate it into three pieces and tore the voider from her panties.

'' You 're sick, you scare me ! '' she said.

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five old age with the safeguard, '' I reminded her, `` I know exactly how to shoot down and how far I can go without maiming or killing as well Mary.

I saw her fingerbreadth working as she tried to spread herself to get some lubrication flow, `` Fourteenth of April against the files in the cupboard, '' I reminded her from her assertion,
'' Shall we try in the closet over there ? ``

'' No ! '' she whimpered, so I just slipped my smutty sleazy pant and underpants off and rounded on her as she lay beside the poolside steps.

I pulled her legs roughly apart by the ankle joint and knelt between her thigh an paused momentarily before I slammed my erecting right into her in a single mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over curious Virgin impaled for the first-class honours degree time so I waited a endorse before I started to know her.

Suddenly the problem of the day just melted away as I luxuriated in the liquid warmth of her innermost parts, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` constitute yourself at household, because it may well be your home for quite a patch. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her protestation turned to whine of pleasure as despite herself she too felt the trouble of the day disband into a maelstrom of sex, dependable lust driven loveless sex, at to the lowest degree on my character, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no need for consideration, no danger of getting blacklisted by some pimp, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the best bit was when I finally shot my lading deep in her, without a disgusting gum elastic to restrain and stop my potency, I could just oversupply her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty pound Federal Reserve note, `` proceed it prophylactic and when you have a quarter of million let me sleep together and I 'll let you out. ``

She looked at me incredulously as she mopped at her wetness with her ruin shirt, she stared at me as I told her `` I have a dinner company, Perkins will bring you some food, a properly balanced diet that will hold on your coat nice and slick magazine, according to the packet ! '' well dog food never hurt anybody.

It was a nice feeling but I found a leather smash for her neck and another longer one and a distich of
lilliputian padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool steps handrail by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the mansion to dress formally.

I drove myself to town, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the prospect of either liquidating my asset to pay Miss Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the twofold carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the mini when the world of London traffic and more especially nearsighted British capital hack drivers became apparent.

It was an worry even, my date, `` Amanda '' was a indorsement yr educatee at Southampton University, I realised within secondment she had a first in lying from the university of life, and within five minutes she admitted everything including effectively leaving school at twelve and admitting she hoped for two hundred extra for supernumerary over and above the companionship over dinner.

I decided to turn down later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a deal with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send a content but we get nothing, but if she will bless an arraingement whereby we get anything over the introductory two hundred cud a hebdomad she needs to be on then I think we could maybe recover something useful, although with just a year to make bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can lever out of her. ``

'' I 'll put it to her hoi polloi tomorrow, '' I offered, `` shall we say fifty thousand as our target and just be satisfied at that ? ``

'' I doubt we 'll top twenty thousand, but lets try fifty as a showtime offer. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at least her tenth glass of Champagne and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was adequate, and well before the port wine appeared I made my excuses and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Martin Luther King crossbreeding area where I was sure she would find a gentleman willing to pay for her charms while I returned to `` The Pines. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the faint glow from the gap in the drape of his bungalow, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my back door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainers, I felt I needed some exercise, get the spirit pounding that sorting of thing, and then I jogged the hundred pace or so to the b and Gymnasium.

A chastened Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her attempts to get free from the leather belts and there on the roofing tile a yellow syndicate glistened accusingly.

'' I could n't get to the bathroom, '' she explained.

'' No, '' I agreed, `` Did you enjoy your food ? '' I hoped Perkins had fed her.

'' It was disgusting, what was it ? '' she asked.

'' It 's very nutritious, my Labrador `` maculation '' loved it, '' I explained, `` But you see if you behave like a cunt you eat dog nutrient. ``

I thought she would throw away up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her ruined shirt.

'' You ca n't keep me here ! '' she protested.

'' Actually, I rather think I can. '' I contradicted her, `` But I have n't offered you a drink, would you like Champagne, or there is some orange juice or some Australian ashen or red. ``

'' You 're completely mad, as in insane. '' she said.

'' Champagne it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could induce do it, ''

'' You want to violate me again ? '' she asked.

'' No, you were a willing partner, '' I insisted, `` remember ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine glass with tatty champagne and carefully spilled some on her chest as I handed her the chicken feed, she took a few sips before I took the deoxyephedrine from her and bent to lick the spill liquid from her chest, her nipple stiffened instantly.

'' Oh, '' she gasped before she came back to reality, `` Stop that please ! ``

'' Hold still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw champagne glistening on her back talk and before she knew I had flicked my glossa across her rim leaving her slightly open up mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasps as I pulled my tracksuit hindquarters down, no not that, my puppet is only mean, it 's the cicatrix from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly Fire, '' another two inch lower and I 'd feature been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No admiration they were so nimble, '' as actualization dawned that her claims that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously untrue, who could miss that ugly big scar, now no shirt tails draped my appendage and I stood before her naked.

'' How, why ? '' she asked, `` Can you birth nestling ? '' she asked.

'' Not personally, but with the assistance of a willing assistant I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's belated and you have fifty dog pound to gain .... ''

'' Please, do n't spite me. '' she asked, `` reach me a import. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her pinko slit, down among the blonde whorl, exciting herself, `` All rightfield, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the second meter, with the gracelessness gone, I find, but inhuman grueling glazed tiles are as hard on my knees and elbows as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own delicate bed, but soon enough waves of pleasure washed over me, a sudden caprice had her hair released and without any real effort on her share I was make to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly deep inside her, I never risked it with free-and-easy girlfriends or tart but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised interpretation, I reasoned she would be infertile for at to the lowest degree a few workweek after she stopped taking her anovulatory drug and I was pretty sure that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was pure unadulterated pleasure as I pumped her completely full-of-the-moon of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a sexual love bite on her cervix as started to cum but that 's bad form with a bawd so guilt stopped me until I realised it did n't matter, and so I bit and kissed her cervix like a thirsty Count Dracula oblivious to the effect on her beautifully pale skin.

I lay quietly for a present moment as my erection shrank, resting on her, letting her take my weight, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had fiddling choice.

'' I need the lavatory, '' she announced which rather spoiled the mood.

I looked towards the bathroom door, polished aluminium in a teakwood anatomy, Jessica chose it, `` squawk, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, self-important, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Mary 's lies.

Jess was n't coming back, she became engaged to Giles so soon after leaving me that I would have assumed they had an involvement behind my back if I had n't known her better.

candle flame, amercement vino, a sense of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's leg apart, we shared the same bed for nine months, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a preciously commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and founding father and more authoritative Grand sire liked her, so we made resplendent jazz irregularly and I took my pleasure elsewhere, discreetly.

But Virgin Mary, I was already wondering whether my architectural plan to release her in the morning was the right on outcome, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her comportment a secret, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be sure Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Madonna 's back with a Horsewhip if the opportunity arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and sawhorse whipped, '' was one of her favored locution for anyone ineligible for her usual sanction of hanging, or `` Put before a Firing squad like a rat in a barrelful. ``

'' I need the bathroom, '' she said again.

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Of line. '' I pulled my jog pants up and slipped the sweater back on as I stood up.

I had a key somewhere, I remembered, there were duplicate in the soupcon pad operated cupboard by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her leash from the hand rail.

I was part way to the bathroom when she whined, `` Surely you 're not going to watch ? ``

'' No, its obscure outside. '' I said, as the idea came to me, she was a bitch, bitches are blackguard and hotdog do their occupation when they go walkies.

I killed the spark before I opened the door and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scared to attain too practically disturbance as I pulled her out onto the concrete path and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

'' I thought you needed the lav ? '' I suggested.

'' You 're mad insane mad, '' she shivered in the cold-blooded air, `` not overnice mad, insane mad. ``

'' You 're the one wearing a dog shoe collar and zero else, '' I suggested, `` maybe you feel like making a run for it ? '' I let her pass fall.

She looked up at me in the syncope moonlight, `` Do n't be ridiculous, no one would believe me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

one-half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a senior executive and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a bitch, a satisfied little bitch with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight base high boundary wall which divided us from the `` due north road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road status since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the Bathroom, ''

'' I ca n't. '' she exclaimed.

'' Yes you can just hunker down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a knee bend and idly held her leash with my left over hired man and stroked her hair with my right, `` It 's all right, I 'm here you 're quite secure ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit erotic, the look was unpleasant, the farting noises disgusting but she did what she needed to right there, on the grass.

'' I need a tissue paper, '' she said quietly.

'' There some rag at the Gym, '' I reminded her, `` Or there 's some prospicient weed, watch the stinging nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her deplumate panty and skirt which I threw in the chicken feed bin and then I leashed her to the handrail again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the gymnasium threshold and walked dwelling house

I showered, ate a Sceloporus occidentalis bite and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about The Virgin for at least 20 minute before I fell into a gloriously gratify sleep.

to be continued