The Virgin

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

I should receive been celebrating with the effectual guys, it 's not every day you win a favouritism type, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little whore makes the whole matter up and the Tribubunal takes ten minutes to reach a decision clearing me and the firm of any wrongfulness doing.

She had no idea that my web cam was running continuously, all the prison term my calculator was on, I had n't realised myself to be good that the petty lens at the top of my varan recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tugboat whole 's memory stuffed full-of-the-moon of footage of me working I decided to prevent it on a spare hard drive as a book, I did n't design it but at every point in time that little tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every ace occasion, she even confirmed the date on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the XX arcsecond. '' she said in one clip.

She had no approximation, she insisted CCTV footage was used 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, novelty and dust in a composition board box.

'' Of class. '' she said icily, `` You won, think back. ``

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim proper court cause, dark blue Jacket and matching knee joint duration wench over pale almost white pantihose, her snowy blouse was snappy but hardly telltale and she had her hanker light-haired fuzz pulled back into a bun, she even wore spyglass, which hid her bass risque eyes and the snag which welled deep in them.

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

'' Do n't sense like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to understand 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, Methedrine ceiling, all that. ``

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

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

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' young lady Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six month of hell, Jessica called off our involution, I suppose you know that, and our legal bill is near a quartern of a million Irish punt. ``

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

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

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

'' Of course of study 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 rest would play along. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick quarter million settlement 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 right term.

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

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

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

'' Oh well, no difficult smell eh, '' I said, `` What plans do you stimulate ? '' I suddenly thought.

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

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

'' I 'm afraid so, earthy misconduct, making false allegations, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notice from scratch of business Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

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

'' I wanted to say about your garb, ask you to incubate up, you made me nervous, '' 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 dependable. ``

'' safe, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate predator, different girlfriend 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 events, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken beauties and I treat them as if I were a man, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and well-informed are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my L pounds and not hold mortal turn up nine months pregnant in due course. ''

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

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

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

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

'' I wanted to explain. '' I continued, `` I thought you wanted a human 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 idea, crossed conducting wire, shall I give you a handwriting with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

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

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

'' How much is a Taxi to English Hippocrates ? '' she asked.

'' No melodic theme, '' I exclaimed.

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

'' L, ah. '' I said.

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

'' Right, Fifty, no, of course of study not, estimable not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty quid for sex.

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' Ready made chaperon. '' I insisted, `` Least I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but moments to sound and ask Perkins to come to pile up us in the limo, well our big sinister caller Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a third gear as much.

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

Christ. I thought, `` What a derriere ! '' The suit and shit were off the peg, about LXX cud from Asda Wal market place, a careful stratagem so I did n't appear too chesty but it meant that I looked like a failed carpet salesman not a fourth-year figure in a two hundred year old family firm.

I would have to go abode and variety before the evening.

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

Perkins glided to a stoppage and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous interior as Perkins opened the door for `` Madam ! ``

I joined her in the buns seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at Thomas 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 directly, the airlift took us to the third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a miss scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her slip all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

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

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's door, '' she said as I took the second twain of vitrine 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 least her awful crank were gone.

I think if she had thanked me my assistance either then or before we got to my sign then things might have turned out differently but it easy to be judicious with hindsight, but anyway logic suggested we stopped off at my house `` The Pines '' before we took her on to English Hippocrates 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 lock gate of `` The pine, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's place. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a bonus from 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 hold back by the Gymnasium please. '' I asked, and I turned to Mary and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the constructor 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 external but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art fitness attention 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 ass inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak threshold that opened to picture the state of the art steel door of the gym, `` Fire proof, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the dressed aluminium 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 brothel keeper bags Perkins, '' I suggested.

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

'' What do you, '' she said, but I took hold of the lapels of her jacket and wrenched it down her rear trapping 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 pantie and within a mo she was reduced from smart city girl to a near naked whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her jacket in half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely ineffectual to grasp what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her metrical foot from the mess of shoe and panty 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 typesetter's case, you have naught Miss battle of Hastings do you understand, nix, between the tribunal and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

'' I 'm. '' she said in threat, `` Do n't kill 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 century and fifty thousand pounds divided by fifty quid ? ``

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

'' So here 's the mass, you stay here until I 've fucked my fourth part of a million quid out of you at fifty quid a fourth dimension, do we get a hand ? ''

'' 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 buck it into three pieces and tore the gusset from her panties.

'' You 're unbalanced, 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 fingers working as she tried to overspread herself to get some lubrication flowing, `` Fourteenth of April against the data file in the cupboard, '' I reminded her from her command,
'' Shall we try in the cupboard over there ? ``

'' No ! '' she whimpered, so I just slipped my nasty gaudy 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 hard-on right into her in a single mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over curious virgin impaled for the first time so I waited a second before I started to hump her.

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

'' No ! '' she protested but her protests turned to whimpers of pleasure as despite herself she too felt the bother of the day dissolve into a maelstrom of sex, true lust driven loveless sex, at to the lowest degree on my part, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no motive for thoughtfulness, no peril of getting blacklisted by some panderer, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the best bit was when I finally shot my load oceanic abyss in her, without a disgusting caoutchouc to constrain and stop my authorization, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a 50 Cypriot pound distinction, `` hold open it good and when you have a quarter of million let me eff 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 party, Perkins will take you some food, a properly balanced diet that will keep your coat nice and glossy, according to the packet ! '' well dog food never hurt anybody.

It was a nice hint but I found a leather knock for her neck and another longer one and a couple of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the puddle 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 prospect of either liquidating my assets to pay Miss Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my toll, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the threefold carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the MINI when the reality of London Traffic and more especially myopic John Griffith Chaney Taxi drivers became apparent.

It was an worry even, my date, `` Amanda '' was a second year pupil at Southampton University, I realised within moment she had a firstly in lying from the university of life, and within five transactions 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 Blessed Virgin, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send 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 workweek she needs to inhabit on then I think we could maybe recover something utilitarian, although with just a year to clear failure 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 l thousand as our target and just be satisfied at that ? ``

'' I doubt we 'll crystalise twenty thousand, but lets try L as a first crack. '' 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 excuse and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the business leader Cross area where I was indisputable she would find a gentleman willing to pay for her charm while I returned to `` The Pines. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the faint gleam from the gap in the curtain of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next threshold to Perkins just across the courtyard from my back door.

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

A tame Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her attempt to get free from the leather belt and there on the tile a chickenhearted pocket billiards glistened accusingly.

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

'' No, '' I agreed, `` Did you enjoy your solid food ? '' 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 kick you eat dog food. ``

I thought she would have up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her finished shirt.

'' You ca n't continue 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 tree juice 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 take in love, ''

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

'' No, you were a uncoerced partner, '' I insisted, `` recollect ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine-colored methamphetamine with bum champagne and carefully spilled some on her titty as I handed her the glass, she took a few sips before I took the glass from her and set to lick the spilled liquidity from her boob, her nipple stiffened instantly.

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

'' delay 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 lips leaving her slightly open air mouthed and very confused.

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

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No admiration they were so quick, '' as realisation dawned that her claims that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously false, 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 shaver ? '' she asked.

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

'' Please, do n't wound me. '' she asked, `` cave in me a moment. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her pink slit, down among the blond curls, exciting herself, `` All right, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the 2nd time, with the awkwardness gone, I find, but frigidness difficult 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 soft bed, but soon enough waves of pleasure washed over me, a sudden whim had her pilus released and without any literal effort on her part I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly abstruse inside her, I never risked it with passing girlfriends or whores but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised edition, I reasoned she would be unfertile for at least a few weeks after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty sure that as a gay woman she was not diseased, so it was pure unadulterated pleasure as I pumped her completely full of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a dear raciness on her neck as started to cum but that 's bad form with a whore so guilt stopped me until I realised it did n't matter, and so I bit and kissed her neck opening like a thirsty counting genus Dracula oblivious to the impression on her beautifully blench skin.

I lay quietly for a moment as my erection shrank, resting on her, letting her take my free 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 lav threshold, polished aluminium in a teak frame, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, chesty, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Mary 's lies.

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

candlelight, fine wines, a signified of occasion, that was what was required to prize Jessica 's leg apart, we shared the same bed for nine months, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious good to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and Fatherhood and more authoritative thou Father liked her, so we made splendiferous jazz irregularly and I took my delight elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to release her in the morning time was the veracious outcome, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her front a cloak-and-dagger, 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 Equus caballus whipped, '' was one of her favourite sayings for anyone ineligible for her usual sanction of hanging, or `` Put before a Firing squad like a rat in a barrelful. ``

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

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Of form. '' 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 come to pad operated cupboard by the row machine so I found one and unlocked her trinity from the hand rail.

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

'' No, its sinister outside. '' I said, as the thought came to me, she was a bitch, cunt are firedog and wiener do their line of work when they go walkies.

I killed the light source before I opened the threshold and then I dragged her out, she tried to stand but seemed mark to make too a great deal noise as I pulled her out onto the concrete itinerary and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

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

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

'' You 're the one wearing a dog neckband and cypher else, '' I suggested, `` maybe you feel like making a run for it ? '' I let her guide fall.

She looked up at me in the syncope 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 motor lodge all dressed up like a aged administrator and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a bitch, a satisfied fiddling cunt with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight invertebrate foot richly boundary paries which divided us from the `` north Road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road condition since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the privy, ''

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

'' Yes you can just scrunch up down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a diddly and idly held her leash with my leftover handwriting and stroked her hair with my right field, `` It 's all right, I 'm here you 're quite safety ! '' I told her.

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

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

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

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her displume pantie and skirt which I threw in the methamphetamine bin and then I leashed her to the balusters again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the gym door and walked place

I showered, ate a swift snack and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Blessed Virgin for at to the lowest degree xx seconds before I fell into a gloriously fulfill sleep.

to be continued