Mary

I do n't live why I returned to the office that evening, why I ran half a pulley to make trusted I made it through reception before the doorway closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should take been celebrating with the effectual guy wire, it 's not every day you win a discrimination suit, but it 's not every day some money grabbing small whore makes the completely thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten hour to make a decisiveness clearing me and the firm of any amiss 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 piddling lens at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tower unit 's memory stuffed full of footage of me working I decided to maintain it on a fifth wheel heavily drive as a record, I did n't plan it but at every point in clock time that little tramper complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my bureau the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every single occasion, she even confirmed the date on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the 20 second. '' she said in one clip.

She had no melodic theme, she insisted CCTV footage was expend showing her entering my spot 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 picture, trinket and junk in a cardboard box.

'' Of class. '' she said icily, `` You won, remember. ``

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her niminy-piminy proper Tribunal courting, dark bluing Jacket and matching genu length skirt over pale almost white pantihose, her white blouse was frizzy but hardly revealing and she had her long blonde hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore chicken feed, which hid her deep blue angel eyes and the tears which welled deep in them.

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

'' Do n't find like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to realise 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, chalk ceiling, all that. ``

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

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

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' fille Hastings, '' she corrected me.

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

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

'' practiced matter the union 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my costs, not yours. '' I must stimulate looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm belly-up, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will mean no savorless which means. ``

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

'' Of path it is, all those fourth dimension, in your function. '' 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 quietus would surveil. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick twenty-five percent 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 full term.

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

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

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

'' Mind your own business. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is lodge 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 alright at seventeen but sad at 40. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, gross misconduct, making faux allegement, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notice from starting signal of business Mon. '' 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 aflutter, '' I asked, `` Did you jazz ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yes, but separately, the escorts are just for the mixer events, '' I explained, `` Well educated well talk looker and I treat them as if I were a valet de chambre, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and intelligent are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my 50 British pound and not take in someone turn up nine 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 listener ? '' I suggested, `` Captive audience. ``

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

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

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

'' Never brain, crossed wires, shall I feed you a hand with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

'' I 'd better impart it, it 's party attribute. '' she said sadly, `` Get a hack. ``

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

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

'' No idea, '' I exclaimed.

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

'' Fifty, ah. '' I said.

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

'' Right, fifty dollar bill, no, of course not, ameliorate not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying 50 quid for sex.

'' I 'll labor you. '' I offered, `` Perkins can blame 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 bureau, it took but present moment 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 3rd as much.

I looked in the Mirror, I guess I should n't let 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 preoccupied with the `` cause '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

messiah. I thought, `` What a bottom ! '' The courtship and hoot were off the peg, about seventy quid from Asda Wal Mart, a moot ploy so I did n't appear too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a failed rug salesman not a elder figure in a two hundred year old fellowship firm.

I would have to go family and change before the evening.

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

Perkins glided to a halt and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous interior as Perkins opened the room access for `` madam ! ``

I joined her in the rear seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at English Hippocrates, can we stop by my 2-dimensional, Arbermarle Gardens 134b, '' she asked.

'' Do you lie with 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 rise took us to the one-third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a daughter scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find oneself her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

It seemed very unusual to be carrying caseful for the woman who tried to destroy 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 fount 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 whisker still in a bun but at least her awful glasses were gone.

I think if she had thanked me my assistance either then or before we got to my mansion then things might have turned out differently but it easy to be wise with hindsight, but anyway logic suggested we stopped off at my house `` The true pine '' 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 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 place. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a bonus from Goldman before grandad did the worked up 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 Mary and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the builder 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 aid 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 room access that opened to present the state of the art steel door of the secondary school, `` flack test copy, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the polished atomic number 13 detector 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 Madams base Perkins, '' I suggested.

'' Excuse me ? '' she said, but Perkins was already walking away, and as he passed through the room access 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 rachis caparison her hands behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button holes elongated and then broke through, and her wench came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and scanty and within a minute she was reduced from smart city little girl to a close defenseless whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her cap in one-half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely ineffectual to grasp what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her metrical unit from the jam of shoes and panty to bequeath her garden pink and naked.

'' You see, '' I said, `` Do you interpret what it feel like to be destroyed, even as we speak Perkins is burning your cases, you have cypher Miss Hastings do you understand, aught, between the court and myself you are absolutely destroyed. ``

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

'' Oh no, that 's too honorable, '' I suggested and silently cursed the gear up made trousers which made no provision for an erecting at all, `` no what is two hundred and fifty thousand pounds divided by fifty pounds ? ``

'' F'five K, '' she said.

'' So here 's the mess, you stay here until I 've fucked my fourth of a million quid out of you at fifty quid a clip, do we take in a deal ? ''

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

'' Then dally with yourself and get yourself overnice and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her skirt and bust it into three pieces and pluck the gusset from her panties.

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

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five class 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 digit working as she tried to spread herself to get some lubrication flowing, `` Fourteenth of April against the Indian file in the cupboard, '' I reminded her from her program line,
'' Shall we try in the cupboard over there ? ``

'' No ! '' she whimpered, so I just slipped my smutty chintzy trousers 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 thigh an paused momentarily before I slammed my erection right into her in a undivided mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over curious Virgo impaled for the initiative clip so I waited a second before I started to fuck her.

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

'' No ! '' she protested but her protests turned to whimpers of pleasance as despite herself she too felt the troubles of the day dethaw into a maelstrom of sex, true lust driven loveless sex, at least on my part, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no indigence for condition, no risk of getting blacklisted by some fancy man, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the best bit was when I finally shot my warhead deep in her, without a disgusting rubber to constrain and hold in my authorization, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a L Irish pound note, `` Keep it safe and when you have a stern of million let me know and I 'll let you out. ``

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

It was a squeamish touch sensation but I found a leather belt for her neck and another long one and a twain of
lilliputian padlocks and I padlocked her to the pond steps balustrade by her neck opening before I dressed and made my way to the house to dress formally.

I drove myself to townspeople, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the view 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 miniskirt when the realism of London Traffic and more especially myopic British capital Taxi drivers became apparent.

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

I decided to decline later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a deal with Madonna, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send a message but we get nothing, but if she will subscribe an arraingement whereby we get anything over the canonic two hundred cud a hebdomad she needs to live on then I think we could maybe recover something useful, although with just a year to earn failure a twelvemonth or two might be the most we can lever out of her. ``

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

'' I doubt we 'll sort out twenty thousand, but lets try fifty 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 trick by now so as soon as was decently, and well before the port wine appeared I made my excuse and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Kings hybridisation orbit where I was sure she would discover a gentleman leave to pay for her charms while I returned to `` The pine tree. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the faint glow from the gap in the pall of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage adjacent door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my binding door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainers, I felt I needed some usage, get the heart buffeting that sort of thing, and then I jogged the one hundred 1000 or so to the b and Gymnasium.

A chastened Blessed Virgin watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her try to get free from the leather belts and there on the tiles a icteric pond glistened accusingly.

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

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

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

'' It 's very nutrient, my Labrador `` fleck '' loved it, '' I explained, `` But you see if you behave like a beef you eat dog food. ``

I thought she would throw up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her sunk 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 succus or some Australian white or red. ``

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

'' champagne it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could induce love, ''

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

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

I carefully over filled a wine glassful with cheap Champagne-Ardenne and carefully spilled some on her tit as I handed her the chicken feed, she took a few sips before I took the field glass from her and bent to bat the spilled liquid from her boob, her tit 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 spit across her lips leaving her slightly exposed mouthed and very confused.

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

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

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

'' Not personally, but with the assistance of a unforced assistant I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's late and you have fifty pounds to realise .... ''

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

It 's always better the 2nd prison term, with the awkwardness gone, I find, but cold hard glazed tiles are as hard on my human knee and elbows as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own soft bed, but soon enough undulation of delight washed over me, a sudden impulse had her hair released and without any veridical elbow grease on her voice I was fix to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly deep inside her, I never risked it with occasional lady friend or whores but I much preferred raw cancel unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be sterile for at least a few calendar week after she stopped taking her anovulatory drug and I was pretty surely that as a gay woman she was not diseased, so it was thoroughgoing unadulterated joy as I pumped her completely entire of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a making love bite on her neck as started to cum but that 's bad chassis with a fancy woman so guiltiness stopped me until I realised it did n't affair, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a thirsty Count Dracula oblivious to the effect on her beautifully pale skin.

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

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

I looked towards the lav threshold, polished aluminium in a teak shape, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, impulsive, chesty, 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 got assumed they had an occasion behind my back if I had n't known her better.

Candlelight, fine wine-coloured, a sensation of affair, that was what was required to prize Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the like 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 heel and Father and more important M male parent liked her, so we made magnificent love irregularly and I took my pleasure elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to release her in the morning was the right event, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep on her presence a mystery, 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 chance arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and horse whipped, '' was one of her front-runner locution for anyone ineligible for her usual endorsement of hanging, or `` Put before a Firing team like a rat in a gun barrel. ``

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

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Of course. '' 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 extra in the touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her lead from the hand rail.

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

'' No, its blue outside. '' I said, as the idea came to me, she was a bitch, bitches are weenie and dogs do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the twinkle before I opened the room access and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scare away to make too much noise as I pulled her out onto the concrete path 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 insensate 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 believe me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

Half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a elder administrator 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 cartroad towards the eight substructure high limit wall which divided us from the `` North road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road position since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the john, ''

'' 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 leash with my go out hand and stroked her hair with my right, `` It 's all right, I 'm here you 're quite 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 sess, watch the stinging nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her displume panty 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 family

I showered, ate a blue-belly snack and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Mary for at least twenty seconds before I fell into a gloriously satisfied sleep.

to be continued