Mary

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

I should bear been celebrating with the legal guy wire, it 's not every day you win a favoritism grammatical case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing short whore makes the altogether thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten hour to reach out a determination clearing me and the business firm of any unseasonable doing.

She had no estimation that my web cam was running continuously, all the clock time my computer was on, I had n't realised myself to be good that the little genus Lens at the top of my admonisher recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my pillar unit 's memory stuffed full phase of the moon of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a spare hard drive as a record book, I did n't be after it but at every period in metre that little hiking complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my authority the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every undivided juncture, she even confirmed the date on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the xx mo. '' she said in one clip.

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was used showing her entering my agency 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 pic, trinkets and debris in a composition board box.

'' Of line. '' she said icily, `` You won, recall. ``

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim proper court lawsuit, dark blue Jacket and matching knee length bird over sick almost white pantihose, her white blouse was curt but hardly revealing and she had her prospicient blond hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore looking glass, which hid her deep blue eyes and the tears 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 translate 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, glass ceiling, all that. ``

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

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

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' missy Hastings, '' she corrected me.

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

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

'' Good thing the sum 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my toll, not yours. '' I must stimulate 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 faulting ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Of track it is, all those sentence, in your billet. '' she accused.

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

'' Exactly ! '' she said triumphantly, `` It was horrible, Jennie said all I had to do was wear a wonderbra and be friendly and the eternal sleep would take after. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A nimble quarter million settlement out of court 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 make up term.

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

'' I see, '' I knew the hearsay abounded of my romps with prostitutes, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm afraid so, thoroughgoing misconduct, making false allegations, '' 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 wearing apparel, ask you to cover up, you made me nervous, '' I asked, `` Did you bed ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yes, but separately, the escorts are just for the societal event, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken beauties and I treat them as if I were a gentleman, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and well-informed are hardly standard. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my fifty pound sterling and not have individual flex up nine calendar month pregnant in due course. ''

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

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

'' You 're a good hearer ? '' I suggested, `` Captive audience. ``

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

'' I wanted to explain. '' I continued, `` I thought you wanted a 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 telegram, shall I leave you a hand with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

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

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

'' How a great deal is a cab 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 ideas '' she said, `` No I did n't stand for that. ``

'' Right, Fifty, no, of line not, better not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty quid for sex.

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' Ready made chaperon. '' I insisted, `` to the lowest degree I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but second to phone and ask Perkins to come to collect us in the limousine, 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 give but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the lawsuit, but the fact was for six month I had been so preoccupied with the `` Case '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Good Shepherd. I thought, `` What a derriere ! '' The courtship and shit were off the peg, about LXX cud from Asda Wal mart, a turn over ploy so I did n't appear too chesty but it meant that I looked like a failed carpeting salesman not a senior image in a two hundred year old syndicate firm.

I would take in to go home and alteration before the evening.

Perkins rang from the quoin by Lloyds banking company, it was difficult to park outside our building so we arranged that he would look there until I waved from our whole tone, and when he arrived I gallantly carried Miss Hastings matter down to the car.

Perkins glided to a halt and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous inside as Perkins opened the door for `` brothel keeper ! ``

I joined her in the rear seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

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

'' Do you bang 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 thirdly foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a female child watch, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

'' You were expecting to lose ? '' I asked.

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

It seemed very foreign to be carrying suit for the char who tried to bankrupt me, but she seemed dissimilar in her neat business suit of clothes, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's door, '' she said as I took the second 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 hair still in a bun but at to the lowest degree her fearful glasses were gone.

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

'' I do n't bang what I 'll tell 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 billet. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a bonus from Emma Goldman before Grandfather did the emotional 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 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 The Virgin 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 outside but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art fitness financial aid would be installed together with the pond, 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 tail inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak door that opened to show the state of the art steel door of the middle school, `` Fire proof, burglar validation, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my medal on the polished aluminium sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could have lost this through your Trygve Lie. '' I told her as I ushered her inside, `` Fetch dame base 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 crown and wrenched it down her backrest trapping her hands behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse torus nicely the clitoris holes elongated and then broke through, and her skirt came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and scanty and within a min she was reduced from hurt metropolis little girl to a good raw whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her cap in one-half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely unable to compass what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her feet from the mickle of shoes and panties to pull up stakes her pinko and naked.

'' You see, '' I said, `` Do you translate what it feel like to be destroyed, even as we speak Perkins is burning your compositor's case, you have goose egg Miss Hastings do you understand, nothing, between the Tribunal and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

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

'' Oh no, that 's too expert, '' I suggested and silently cursed the set made trousers which made no provision for an erection at all, `` no what is two hundred and l thousand British pound sterling divided by l pounds ? ``

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

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

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

'' Then encounter with yourself and get yourself nice and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her skirt and snap it into three pieces and tore the gusset from her panties.

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

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five years with the Guards, '' 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 finger working as she tried to spread herself to get some lubrication flowing, `` Fourteenth of April against the files in the cupboard, '' I reminded her from her statement,
'' Shall we try in the cupboard over there ? ``

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

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

She wailed like an over odd virgin impaled for the first clip so I waited a endorse before I started to hump her.

Suddenly the trouble 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, `` Make yourself at dwelling house, because it may well be your nursing home for quite a patch. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her protest turned to whimper of delight as despite herself she too felt the difficulty of the day dissolve into a maelstrom of sex, true lecherousness driven loveless sex, at least on my part, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no need for consideration, no risk of getting blacklisted by some pimp, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the expert bit was when I finally shot my loading deep in her, without a disgusting rubber to constrain and contain my authorisation, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty pound annotation, `` continue it safe and when you have a quarter of million let me recognize and I 'll let you out. ``

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

It was a nice trace but I found a leather belt for her neck and another foresighted one and a couple of
diminutive padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool steps balustrade by her cervix before I dressed and made my way to the house 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 dual carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the MINI when the realism of British capital Traffic and more especially unforesightful London Taxi driver became apparent.

It was an interesting evening, my day of the month, `` Amanda '' was a second year student at Southampton University, I realised within seconds 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 supernumerary for extras over and above the society over dinner.

I decided to correct later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a deal with The Virgin, `` If we Bankrupt her it will air a message but we get zip, but if she will sign on 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 recoup something utile, although with just a twelvemonth to discharge bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can pry out of her. ``

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

'' I doubt we 'll straighten out twenty thousand, but lets try fifty as a first gear whirl. '' 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 decent, and well before the port appeared I made my excuses and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the magnate Cross area where I was sure she would recover a gentleman volition 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 mantle of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage future door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my cover door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainer, I felt I needed some exercise, get the inwardness buffeting that sort of thing, and then I jogged the hundred thousand or so to the barn and Gymnasium.

A castigate Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her attempt to get complimentary from the leather bang and there on the tile a chickenhearted pool glistened accusingly.

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

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

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

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

I thought she would contrive up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pocket billiards with her destroyed shirt.

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

'' Actually, I rather think I can. '' I contradicted her, `` But I have n't offered you a deglutition, would you like Champagne, or there is some Orange River juice or some Aussie whitened 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 rape me again ? '' she asked.

'' No, you were a unforced partner, '' I insisted, `` think of ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine glass with cheap champagne and carefully spilled some on her titty as I handed her the methamphetamine, she took a few sips before I took the glass from her and bent to lick the spilled liquid from her breast, her nipple tighten up instantly.

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

'' appreciation 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 capable mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the pant as I pulled my tracksuit merchantman down, no not that, my dick is only mediocre, it 's the scar from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly ardor, '' another two column inch down in the mouth and I 'd feature been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No wonder they were so spry, '' as realisation dawned that her claims that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously untrue, who could miss that ugly great scrape, 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 volition supporter I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's late and you have fifty pounds to bring in .... ''

'' Please, do n't ache me. '' she asked, `` Give me a mo. '' she asked as she dipped her finger's breadth into her pink slit, down among the blonde Robert Curl, exciting herself, `` All right wing, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the second clock time, with the nuisance value gone, I find, but cold hard glazed roofing tile are as hard on my stifle and articulatio cubiti as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own soft bed, but soon enough waves of pleasance washed over me, a sudden whim had her hair released and without any real effort on her piece I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly trench inside her, I never risked it with casual lady friend or fancy woman but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be unfertile for at least a few workweek after she stopped taking her anovulatory drug and I was pretty trusted that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was pure unadulterated pleasance as I pumped her completely total of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a love bite on her neck opening as started to cum but that 's bad class with a bawd so guilt feelings stopped me until I realised it did n't subject, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a thirsty tally Dracula oblivious to the effect on her beautifully pale skin.

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

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

I looked towards the bathroom door, polished aluminum in a teak frame, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, impulsive, arrogant, 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 stimulate assumed they had an affair behind my back if I had n't known her better.

candlelight, alright wine-colored, a sensory faculty of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the Saame bed for nine calendar month, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and Father and more of import Grand begetter liked her, so we made glorious love irregularly and I took my pleasure elsewhere, discreetly.

But Blessed Virgin, I was already wondering whether my architectural plan to liberate her in the morning was the right outcome, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her presence a secret, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be certainly Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Madonna 's vertebral column with a Horsewhip if the opportunity arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and buck whipped, '' was one of her preferred locution for anyone ineligible for her usual authorisation of hanging, or `` Put before a liberation squad like a rat in a drum. ``

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

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

I had a key somewhere, I remembered, there were duplication in the tactile sensation pad operated cupboard by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her trinity from the paw rail.

I was theatrical role way to the bathroom when she whined, `` Surely you 're not going to look on ? ``

'' No, its non-white exterior. '' I said, as the estimation came to me, she was a bitch, bitch are dogs and hotdog do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the igniter before I opened the door and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scared to make too much interference as I pulled her out onto the concrete route and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

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

'' You 're mad insane mad, '' she shivered in the inhuman 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 lead fall.

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

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

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight base senior high school edge paries which divided us from the `` Frederick North Road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B route position 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 squat down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a squat and idly held her deuce-ace with my left hand and stroked her hair with my rightfield, `` It 's all good, I 'm here you 're quite an safe ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit titillating, the flavor was unpleasant, the flatus noises disgusting but she did what she needed to right there, on the grass.

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

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

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her pull panties and skirt 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 menage

I showered, ate a western fence lizard snack and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Mary for at least twenty dollar bill seconds before I fell into a gloriously quenched sleep.

to be continued