Mary

I do n't get laid why I returned to the office that evening, why I ran half a closure to make surely I made it through reception before the room access closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should have been celebrating with the effectual guys, it 's not every day you win a favoritism case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing minuscule whore makes the whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten minute of arc to turn over a conclusion clearing me and the house of any untimely doing.

She had no idea that my web cam was running continuously, all the time my computing device was on, I had n't realised myself to be reliable that the slight lens at the top of my reminder recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tower social unit 's memory stuffed broad of footage of me working I decided to keep on it on a spare hard ride as a phonograph record, I did n't plan it but at every peak in time that lilliputian hiker complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every bingle occasion, she even confirmed the day of the month on juncture, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty dollar bill second. '' she said in one clip.

She had no melodic theme, she insisted CCTV footage was exploited showing her entering my office at the times she alleged I had assaulted her, so she could hardly kick 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 pic, bangle and junk in a cardboard box.

'' Of course. '' she said icily, `` You won, think of. ``

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim proper Tribunal suit, sour blue jacket and matching knee length skirt over sick almost white pantihose, her blanched blouse was crisp but hardly unveil and she had her farseeing blond hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore eyeglasses, which hid her cryptical blue eye and the teardrop which welled deep in them.

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

'' Do n't feel like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to realize why, '' I paused and than I asked, `` What did you hope to accomplish ? ``

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

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

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

'' Virgin Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six months of hell, Jessica called off our employment, I suppose you know that, and our legal eyeshade is near a quarter of a million pounds. ``

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

'' Good thing the mating 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my cost, not yours. '' I must have looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm smash, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will have in mind no vapid which means. ``

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

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

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

'' Exactly ! '' she said triumphantly, `` It was ugly, Jennie said all I had to do was wear a wonderbra and be friendly and the rest would follow. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A speedy one-quarter million closure out of judicature and move on, except she 's moved on while I. ``

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

'' lady friend. '' 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 hearsay abounded of my gambol with prostitutes, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

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

'' But your Law degree, surely you ca n't practise if you go bankrupt ? '' I suggested.

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

'' That 's fine at XVII but sad at XL. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, gross misconduct, making traitorously allegations, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notification from jump of business Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's mirthful. ``

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

'' I wanted to say about your dress, ask you to cover up, you made me unquiet, '' I asked, `` Did you know ? ``

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

'' I like you better dressed like that. '' I told her, `` I suppose I feel condom. ``

'' Safe, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate predator, dissimilar girl at each social outcome ! ``

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

'' You pay whores for sex ? '' she said.

'' Yes, but separately, the accompaniment are just for the social events, '' I explained, `` Well educated well address stunner and I treat them as if I were a gentleman, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and sound are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my fifty Irish punt and not have individual turn up nine month pregnant in due path. ''

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

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

'' You 're a soundly listener ? '' I suggested, `` Captive audience. ``

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

'' I wanted to explicate. '' I continued, `` I thought you wanted a kinship, 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 babies, just money. ``

'' Never creative thinker, crossed conducting wire, shall I hand you a manus with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

'' I 'd better go out it, it 's company property. '' she said sadly, `` Get a hack. ``

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

'' How practically is a hack to Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No idea, '' I exclaimed.

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

'' Fifty, ah. '' I said.

'' Oh no do n't get idea '' she said, `` No I did n't intend that. ``

'' right, Fifty, no, of line not, better not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying 50 pound for sex.

'' I 'll push back you. '' I offered, `` Perkins can foot us up, how 's that ? ``

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' cook made chaperon. '' I insisted, `` to the lowest degree 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 black company Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a third as much.

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

the Nazarene. I thought, `` What a prat ! '' The suit and shite were off the peg, about seventy quid pro quo from Asda Wal Mart, a deliberate ploy so I did n't appear too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a failed rug salesman not a aged material body in a two hundred twelvemonth old family firm.

I would have to go home and alteration before the evening.

Perkins rang from the corner by Harold Lloyd bank, it was hard to park outside our building so we arranged that he would wait there until I waved from our steps, and when he arrived I gallantly carried Miss Hastings things down to the car.

Perkins glided to a arrest and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous DoI as Perkins opened the door for `` madam ! ``

I joined her in the derriere seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at Sydenham, can we stop by my straight, Arbermarle Gardens 134b, '' she asked.

'' Do you live 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 tire, the ski lift took us to the third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a young woman guide, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her slip all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

'' You were expecting to fall behind ? '' I asked.

'' Just hedging my stakes. '' she said, `` It 's in Jennie 's gens, I can just walk away. ''

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

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's door, '' she said as I took the 2nd pair of cases down to the Chrysler, I watched her take the air away and go into a door some way away and then she was striding back down towards me, her whisker still in a bun but at to the lowest degree her awful specs were gone.

I think if she had thanked me my assist either then or before we got to my sign then things might take in turned out differently but it easy to be wise with hindsight, but anyway logic suggested we stopped off at my house `` The pine tree '' before we took her on to English Hippocrates and I went on to dinner courtesy of Haliwell Barnes.

'' I do n't do it what I 'll tell mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically manoeuvre Bill Gates of `` The pine, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's place. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a incentive from Goldmans before granddad did the emotional blackmail act on me, I 'm not a attorney do you see. ``

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

'' Jessica twisted my arm, '' I said, `` My ex fiance. '' I said `` She believed you, and left me. ``

'' Oh. '' she said.

'' Perkins, would you stop by the Gymnasium please. '' I asked, and I turned to Mary and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the builders finished, would you care 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 outdoor but Jess had it planned that all the commonwealth of the art fitness aids would be installed together with the kitty, 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 door that opened to show the nation of the art steel threshold of the middle school, `` Fire proof, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my thenar on the urbane atomic number 13 sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could have lost this through your lies. '' I told her as I ushered her inside, `` Fetch madam pocketbook 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 wait of the lapels of her crown and wrenched it down her back trapping her hands behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button trap elongated and then broke through, and her bird came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and panties and within a minute she was reduced from impudent city girl to a well-nigh naked whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her crown in half and flipped her bra haul and she seemed completely unable to hold on what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her infantry from the lot of shoes and panties to leave her garden pink and naked.

'' You see, '' I said, `` Do you understand what it feel like to be destroyed, even as we speak Perkins is burning your showcase, you have nothing miss Hastings do you infer, nothing, between the Tribunal and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

'' I 'm. '' she said in terror, `` Do n't bolt down me. ``

'' Oh no, that 's too good, '' I suggested and silently cursed the ready made trousers which made no provision for an erecting at all, `` no what is two one hundred and 50 thousand pounds divided by 50 Lebanese pound ? ``

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

'' So here 's the deal, you stay here until I 've fucked my quarter of a million quid out of you at fifty quid a time, do we make a softwood ? ''

'' Do n't kill me. '' she said quietly.

'' Then play with yourself and get yourself skillful and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her skirt and tore it into three piece of music and buck the gusset plate from her panties.

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

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five class with the sentry duty, '' I reminded her, `` I know exactly how to kill and how far I can go without maiming or killing as well Mary.

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

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

I pulled her legs roughly apart by the mortise joint and knelt between her thighs an paused momentarily before I slammed my erection right into her in a exclusive mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over queer virgin impaled for the beginning time so I waited a second before I started to have intercourse her.

Suddenly the troubles of the day just melted away as I luxuriated in the liquid passion of her innermost parts, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` Make yourself at home base, because it may well be your home base for quite a while. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her protests turned to whine of pleasure as despite herself she too felt the bother of the day disband into a maelstrom of sex, admittedly lust driven loveless sex, at least on my part, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no motive for consideration, no risk of infection of getting blacklisted by some pimp, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the Charles Herbert Best bit was when I finally shot my load trench in her, without a disgusting rubber to constrain and contain my potency, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty pound note, `` Keep it safe and when you have a quarter of million let me make love and I 'll let you out. ``

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

It was a nice mite but I found a leather belt for her neck and another longer one and a couplet of
bantam padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool stair handrail by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the house to curry formally.

I drove myself to Ithiel Town, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the prospect of either liquidating my assets to pay fille Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the dual carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the mini when the reality of capital of the United Kingdom Traffic and more especially nearsighted London taxi number one wood became apparent.

It was an interesting even, my particular date, `` Amanda '' was a mo year student at Southampton University, I realised within second she had a first in lying from the university of life, and within five instant she admitted everything including effectively leaving school at XII and admitting she hoped for two hundred extra for extras over and above the companionship over dinner.

I decided to wane later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a deal with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will air a subject matter but we get naught, but if she will sign an arraingement whereby we get anything over the basic two hundred quid a week she needs to live on then I think we could maybe go back something utile, although with just a yr to crystallise bankruptcy a twelvemonth or two might be the most we can prise out of her. ``

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

'' I doubt we 'll gain twenty thousand, but lets try fifty dollar bill as a first offer. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at to the lowest degree her tenth glass of Champagne-Ardenne and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was becoming, and well before the porthole appeared I made my self-justification and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the mogul Cross domain where I was sure she would find a gentleman willing to pay for her charms while I returned to `` The pine. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the swoon radiance from the gap in the mantle of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next room access to Perkins just across the court from my backrest door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainers, I felt I needed some exercising, get the heart pounding that sort of thing, and then I jogged the hundred yards or so to the Barn and Gymnasium.

A chastise Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck opening were raw from her attempts to get relinquish from the leather belts and there on the tiles a lily-livered pool glistened accusingly.

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

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

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

'' It 's very nutritious, my Labrador `` while '' loved it, '' I explained, `` But you see if you behave like a bitch you eat dog food for thought. ``

I thought she would make 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 swallow, would you like champagne, or there is some orange tree juice or some Aussie white or red. ``

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

'' bubbly it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could make love, ''

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

'' No, you were a unforced married person, '' I insisted, `` recollect ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine glass with inexpensive champagne and carefully spilled some on her bosom as I handed her the crank, she took a few sips before I took the glass from her and bent to lick the slop liquid from her breast, 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 lips and before she knew I had flicked my tongue across her back talk leaving her slightly receptive mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasp as I pulled my tracksuit bottoms down, no not that, my tool is only average, it 's the scar from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly Fire, '' another two column inch broken and I 'd induce been a Eunuch.

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

'' How, why ? '' she asked, `` Can you have children ? '' she asked.

'' Not personally, but with the assistance of a willing help I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's recently and you have fifty Ezra Loomis Pound to earn .... ''

'' Please, do n't injure me. '' she asked, `` Give me a moment. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her pink slit, down among the blonde ringlet, exciting herself, `` All right, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the indorsement time, with the awkwardness gone, I find, but cold hard glazed tile 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 diffused bed, but soon sufficiency waves of pleasance washed over me, a sudden whimsy had her pilus released and without any actual crusade on her character I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly deep inside her, I never risked it with occasional lady friend or harlot but I much preferred raw raw unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be unfertile for at least a few week after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty sure that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was double-dyed unadulterated pleasure as I pumped her completely wide-cut of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a love bite on her neck as started to cum but that 's bad shape with a woman of the street so guilt stopped me until I realised it did n't matter, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a hungry numeration Dracula oblivious to the consequence on her beautifully wan skin.

I lay quietly for a moment as my hard-on shrank, resting on her, letting her issue my weight, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had short choice.

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

I looked towards the bathroom threshold, polished aluminium in a teak flesh, Jessica chose it, `` beef, '' I thought, my beautiful, freakish, arrogant, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Virgin 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 affair behind my back if I had n't known her better.

candlelight, OK wines, a sense of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's pegleg apart, we shared the same bed for nine months, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to heel and Padre and more crucial yard Father liked her, so we made glorious love irregularly and I took my pleasure elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to release her in the dawning was the right upshot, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her bearing a secret, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be sure Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Mary 's back with a Horsewhip if the opportunity arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and gymnastic horse whipped, '' was one of her deary sayings for anyone ineligible for her usual sanction of suspension, or `` Put before a Firing squad like a rat in a Barrel. ``

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

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

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

I was part way to the privy when she whined, `` Surely you 're not going to find out ? ``

'' No, its glowering outside. '' I said, as the musical theme came to me, she was a beef, gripe are dogs and dogs do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the lights before I opened the door and then I dragged her out, she tried to stand firm but seemed scared to make too a lot dissonance as I pulled her out onto the concrete route and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

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

'' You 're mad insane mad, '' she shivered in the common cold air, `` not nice mad, insane mad. ``

'' You 're the one wearing a dog collar and nothing else, '' I suggested, `` maybe you feel like making a run for it ? '' I let her take fall.

She looked up at me in the faint Moon, `` Do n't be preposterous, no one would believe me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

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 gripe, a satisfied little gripe with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight understructure high bounds wall which divided us from the `` North Road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B route condition since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the bath, ''

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

'' Yes you can just scrunch down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a squat and idly held her ternary with my left script and stroked her pilus with my right hand, `` It 's all flop, I 'm here you 're quite prophylactic ! '' I told her.

It was n't the to the lowest degree bit erotic, the smell was unpleasant, the wind noises disgusting but she did what she needed to correct there, on the grass.

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

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

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her torn scanty and chick which I threw in the trash bin and then I leashed her to the handrail again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the gymnasium door and walked dwelling house

I showered, ate a Jonathan Swift snack and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Virgin Mary for at least twenty dollar bill seconds before I fell into a gloriously satisfied sleep.

to be continued