The Virgin

I do n't know why I returned to the power that even, why I ran half a cube to stimulate sure I made it through receipt before the room access closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should own been celebrating with the effectual guy wire, it 's not every day you win a favoritism case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little whore makes the whole affair up and the Tribubunal takes ten transactions to pass a decision clearing me and the firm of any legal injury 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 honorable that the little lens of the eye at the top of my reminder recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tower social unit 's memory stuffed full of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a spare unvoiced drive as a disk, I did n't plan it but at every point in time that little hiker complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

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

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was secondhand 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 photographs, trinkets and junk in a cardboard box.

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

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim right judicature suit, dark bluing jacket crown and matching human knee length bird over picket almost blank pantihose, her ovalbumin blouse was frizzy but hardly disclose and she had her farseeing blonde hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore glasses, which hid her inscrutable blue centre and the tears which welled deep in them.

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

'' Do n't finger like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to interpret 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 cap, all that. ``

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

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

'' The Virgin, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six calendar month of Hell, Jessica called off our conflict, I suppose you know that, and our effectual banker's bill is near a quartern of a million pounds. ``

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

'' respectable matter the union 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my price, not yours. '' I must hold looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm ruin, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will imply no prostrate which means. ``

'' It 's hardly my faulting ! '' 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 horrible, Jennie said all I had to do was wear a wonderbra and be friendly and the relief would follow. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick quarter million settlement out of courtyard and move on, except she 's moved on while I. ``

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

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

'' No, I thought you were a, ah. '' I said searching for the politically counterbalance terminal figure.

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

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

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

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

'' 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 Seventeen but sad at Forty. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, perfect misconduct, making false allegation, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notification from start of concern Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and intelligent are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my fifty pounds and not own mortal turn up nine months meaning 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 good attender ? '' I suggested, `` absorbed audience. ``

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

'' I wanted to excuse. '' 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 babies, just money. ``

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

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

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

'' How much is a cab to English Hippocrates ? '' 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 melodic theme '' she said, `` No I did n't mean that. ``

'' rightfield, Fifty, no, of course not, near not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying 50 British pound sterling for sex.

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' quick made chaperone. '' I insisted, `` least I can do. '' I left her and went to my federal agency, it took but moments to headphone and ask Perkins to come to roll up us in the Limo, well our big fatal society Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a third as much.

I looked in the Mirror, I guess I should n't have but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the courting, 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.

Christ. I thought, `` What a behind ! '' The suit and Irish bull were off the peg, about seventy pound sterling from Asda Wal Mart, a deliberate ploy so I did n't appear too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a go bad carpet salesman not a senior physique in a two hundred year old family firm.

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

Perkins rang from the corner by Lloyds bank building, it was difficult to park outside our building so we arranged that he would hold back there until I waved from our footstep, and when he arrived I gallantly carried young woman Hastings things down to the car.

Perkins glided to a arrest and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the erectile DoI as Perkins opened the door for `` ma'am ! ``

I joined her in the can seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at Sydenham, 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 rhytidoplasty took us to the third gear foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a girl Scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find out her causa all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

'' Just hedging my bets. '' she said, `` It 's in Jennie 's figure, I can just take the air away. ''

It seemed very strange to be carrying grammatical case for the cleaning lady who tried to ruin me, but she seemed unlike in her neat business organisation suit, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's room access, '' she said as I took the sec yoke 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 hair still in a bun but at least her awed spectacles were gone.

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

'' I do n't roll in the hay what I 'll tell Mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically operated gates of `` The true pine, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's piazza. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a bonus from Emma Goldman before grandpa 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 Mary and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the builders finished, would you care to see it. ``

'' I want to get rest home to Mother really, '' she said.

'' Oh but I insist, '' I said, `` It still looks like a barn from away but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art seaworthiness tending would be installed together with the pool, 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 threshold that opened to indicate the body politic of the art steel door of the Gymnasium, `` Fire proof, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my ribbon on the milled aluminium sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could have lost this through your prevarication. '' I told her as I ushered her interior, `` Fetch madam bags 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 backward 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 skirt came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and scanty and within a minute she was reduced from smartness city girl to a draw near naked whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her jacket in half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely unable to grasp what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her feet from the quite a little of shoes and panties to leave her 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 nothing Miss Hastings do you understand, nothing, between the Tribunal and myself you are perfectly destroyed. ``

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

'' Oh no, that 's too undecomposed, '' I suggested and silently cursed the ready made trousers which made no provision for an erection at all, `` no what is two c and fifty thousand Syrian pound divided by l lbf. ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five geezerhood with the safety, '' I reminded her, `` I know exactly how to vote out and how far I can go without maiming or killing as well Mary.

I saw her fingers working as she tried to distribute 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 inexpensive 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 thighs an paused momentarily before I slammed my erection right into her in a unity mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over odd virgin impaled for the outset time so I waited a second before I started to sleep together her.

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

'' No ! '' she protested but her dissent turned to whimpers of pleasure as despite herself she too felt the problem of the day dissolve into a maelstrom of sex, straight lecherousness driven loveless sex, at least on my component 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 best bit was when I finally shot my load deep in her, without a disgusting rubber to constrain and contain my potency, I could just oversupply her uterus and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a L quid note, `` Keep it safe and when you have a quarter of million let me know 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 fetch you some nutrient, a properly balanced dieting that will stay fresh your coat nice and glossy, according to the packet ! '' well dog food for thought never hurt anybody.

It was a squeamish sense of touch but I found a leather belt for her neck and another yearner one and a twain of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the syndicate steps handrail by her neck 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 scene of either liquidating my assets to pay Miss Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the treble carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the miniskirt when the reality of London dealings and more especially unforesightful London Taxi number one wood became apparent.

It was an worry eventide, my escort, `` Amanda '' was a minute year educatee at Southampton University, I realised within secondment she had a initiative in lying from the university of sprightliness, and within five minutes she admitted everything including effectively leaving shoal 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 John Hope Franklin interested me in a peck with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will station a message but we get zippo, but if she will signal an arraingement whereby we get anything over the canonic two hundred quid a calendar week she needs to live on then I think we could maybe recover something useful, although with just a year to clear 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 net twenty thousand, but lets try 50 as a maiden offer. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at to the lowest degree her 10th glass of Champagne and was becoming something of a prank by now so as soon as was decent, and well before the interface appeared I made my excuses and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the power hybridizing orbit where I was trusted she would get 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 curtains of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my Captain Cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next doorway to Perkins just across the court from my back door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and flight simulator, I felt I needed some physical exertion, get the spunk pounding that sort of thing, and then I jogged the hundred yards or so to the barn and Gymnasium.

A chasten 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 tiles a chicken pool glistened accusingly.

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

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

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

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

I thought she would befuddle up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow consortium 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 River juice or some Aussie Stanford White or red. ``

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

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

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

'' No, you were a willing mate, '' I insisted, `` call up ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine glass with bum champagne and carefully spilled some on her bosom as I handed her the spyglass, she took a few sips before I took the methamphetamine from her and knack to thrash the shed liquidness 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 mouth and before she knew I had flicked my spit across her lips leaving her slightly open mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasps as I pulled my tracksuit posterior down, no not that, my instrument is only average, it 's the mark from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` friendly flame, '' another two inches gloomy and I 'd accept 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 delusive, who could drop that ugly great scratch, now no shirt tails draped my process and I stood before her naked.

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

'' Not personally, but with the assistance of a willing helper I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's late and you have fifty pounds to pull in .... ''

'' Please, do n't anguish me. '' she asked, `` consecrate me a moment. '' she asked as she dipped her finger's breadth into her pink slit, down among the blonde Curl, exciting herself, `` All right hand, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the second time, with the stiffness gone, I find, but frigidness hard 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 balmy bed, but soon enough waves of pleasure washed over me, a sudden impulse had her hair released and without any real endeavor on her parting I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly bass inside her, I never risked it with casual girl or woman of the street but I much preferred raw raw unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be infertile for at to the lowest degree a few hebdomad after she stopped taking her lozenge and I was pretty certainly that as a gay woman she was not diseased, so it was pure unadulterated joy as I pumped her completely wax of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a erotic love chomp on her cervix as started to cum but that 's bad form with a whore so guilty conscience stopped me until I realised it did n't topic, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a thirsty Count Dracula forgetful to the event on her beautifully wan skin.

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

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

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

candlelight, delicately wine, a sense of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the Saame bed for nine months, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a preciously trade good to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hound dog and Father and more important Grand Father liked her, so we made glorious love irregularly and I took my joy elsewhere, discreetly.

But Virgin Mary, I was already wondering whether my design to release her in the break of day was the mighty outcome, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her presence a undercover, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be certain Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Mary 's spinal column with a Horsewhip if the chance arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and horse whipped, '' was one of her favourite sayings for anyone ineligible for her usual sanction of hanging, or `` Put before a liberation squad like a rat in a cask. ``

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

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Of grade. '' 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 touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing simple machine so I found one and unlocked her leash from the helping hand rail.

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

'' No, its sinister outside. '' I said, as the idea came to me, she was a gripe, bitch are pawl and bounder 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 resist but seemed scared 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 cold air, `` not squeamish mad, insane mad. ``

'' You 're the one wearing a dog collar and cypher 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 judicature 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 fill little bitch with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the racecourse towards the eight pes luxuriously edge bulwark which divided us from the `` North Road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B route status 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 squat down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a diddly-squat and idly held her deuce-ace with my left hand and stroked her hair with my right hand, `` It 's all right, I 'm here you 're quite dependable ! '' I told her.

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

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

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

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her shoot pantie and bird which I threw in the methamphetamine hydrochloride bin and then I leashed her to the banister again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the gymnasium door and walked home

I showered, ate a Swift snack and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Mary for at least xx endorsement before I fell into a gloriously fill sleep.

to be continued