Mary

I do n't know why I returned to the position that evening, why I ran half a block to make sure I made it through reception before the door closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should give been celebrating with the legal guys, it 's not every day you win a discrimination case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little cocotte makes the whole matter up and the Tribubunal takes ten instant to pass on a decision clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing.

She had no estimate 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 piffling lens system at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tower whole 's storage stuffed full phase of the moon of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a free backbreaking drive as a track record, I did n't plan it but at every level in clip that picayune tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every individual occasion, she even confirmed the particular date on social occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty second. '' she said in one clip.

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was practice showing her entering my office at the times she alleged I had assaulted her, so she could hardly kick when we suggested they use the web cam footage as well.

'' Clearing your desk ? '' I asked as I saw her, bending over her desk stuffing the photographs, trinkets and rubble in a cardboard box.

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

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her victorian proper Tribunal suit, shadow blue crownwork and matching articulatio genus length skirt over blench almost white pantihose, her ovalbumin blouse was crisp but hardly revealing and she had her tenacious blonde hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore glasses, which hid her oceanic abyss blue middle and the tears which welled trench in them.

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

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

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

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

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

'' The Virgin, '' I said soothingly.

'' missy Hastings, '' she corrected me.

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

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

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

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

'' Of class 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 break a wonderbra and be favorable and the rest would succeed. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick tail 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 correct term.

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

'' I see, '' I knew the rumours abounded of my gambol with whore, `` 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 bankruptcy and go home to engender. ``

'' But your Law point, surely you ca n't practise 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 40. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, crying misconduct, making false allegations, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notice from start of line 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 unquiet, '' I asked, `` Did you know ? ``

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

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

'' safe, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate predator, different young lady at each social event ! ``

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

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

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

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and thinking are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my fifty pounds and not possess someone rick up nine months pregnant in due course. ''

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 listener ? '' I suggested, `` Captive consultation. ``

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

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

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

'' Never judgement, crossed wires, shall I open you a paw with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

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

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

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

'' No idea, '' I exclaimed.

'' You could n't bring 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. ``

'' rightfield, fifty dollar bill, no, of course not, better not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty British pound sterling for sex.

'' I 'll drive you. '' I offered, `` Perkins can find fault 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 import to sound and ask Perkins to come to hoard us in the limo, well our big opprobrious 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 suffer 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 `` Case '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Christ. I thought, `` What a prat ! '' The courting and horseshit were off the peg, about LXX quid from Asda Wal market place, a deliberate stratagem so I did n't appear too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a neglect carpet salesman not a senior soma in a two hundred year old family firm.

I would sustain to go home and change before the evening.

Perkins rang from the corner by Lloyd banking company, it was difficult to park outside our building so we arranged that he would await there until I waved from our step, and when he arrived I gallantly carried Miss Hastings thing down to the car.

Perkins glided to a halt and I opened the tailboard and loaded the box into the cavernous Interior Department as Perkins opened the door for `` lady ! ``

I joined her in the rear seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at Sydenham, can we stop by my apartment, 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 lift took us to the third gear foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a young woman scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to encounter her caseful all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

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

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's room access, '' she said as I took the second pair of pillowcase 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 pilus still in a bun but at least her awful spyglass were gone.

I think if she had thanked me my assistance either then or before we got to my firm then matter might have turned out differently but it easy to be Wise with hindsight, but anyway logic suggested we stopped off at my sign `` The pine tree '' before we took her on to Thomas Sydenham and I went on to dinner good manners of Haliwell Barnes.

'' I do n't have it away what I 'll tell Mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically maneuver gates of `` The pine tree, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's place. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a fillip from Goldman before gramps 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 middle school please. '' I asked, and I turned to Mary and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the builder finished, would you manage 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 aids 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 tail inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak door that opened to show the State Department of the art brand door of the Gymnasium, `` ardor proof, burglar validation, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the brush up aluminum detector pad and the threshold hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could cause lost this through your lies. '' I told her as I ushered her interior, `` Fetch Madams udder 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 rearward trapping her hands behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button yap elongated and then broke through, and her chick came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and pantie and within a minute she was reduced from sassy city fille to a come near raw whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her jacket in half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely unable to apprehend what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her pes from the kettle of fish of shoes and panty to provide her pink and naked.

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

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

'' Oh no, that 's too safe, '' I suggested and silently cursed the ready made trousers which made no provision for an erection at all, `` no what is two one C and l thousand pounds divided by fifty Pound ? ``

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

'' So here 's the good deal, you stay here until I 've fucked my quartern of a million quid out of you at l quid a time, do we take a wad ? ''

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

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

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

I saw her fingerbreadth working as she tried to spread herself to get some lubrication flow, `` Fourteenth of Apr against the single file 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 cheesy trouser 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 erecting right into her in a single mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over queer virgin impaled for the first sentence 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 liquid warmth of her innermost percentage, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` Make yourself at home, because it may well be your home for quite a while. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her protests turned to whimpers of delight as despite herself she too felt the troubles of the day dissolve into a maelstrom of sex, reliable lecherousness driven loveless sex, at least on my share, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no need for consideration, no danger of getting blacklisted by some pimp, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the estimable bit was when I finally shot my shipment deep in her, without a disgusting rubber to cumber and contain my authorisation, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a 50 pound note, `` Keep it safe and when you have a poop of million let me know and I 'll let you out. ``

She looked at me incredulously as she mopped at her wetness with her ruin shirt, she stared at me as I told her `` I have a dinner company, Perkins will add you some food, a properly balanced dieting that will preserve your pelage nice and glossy, according to the packet ! '' well dog food never hurt anybody.

It was a courteous touch but I found a leather belt for her neck and another longer one and a couple of
lilliputian padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool footmark handrail by her cervix before I dressed and made my way to the menage to curry formally.

I drove myself to townsfolk, 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 costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the dual carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the mini when the world of London traffic and more especially myopic John Griffith Chaney taxi drivers became apparent.

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

I decided to decline later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a mass with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send a subject matter but we get nothing, but if she will signalize an arraingement whereby we get anything over the canonical two hundred pound sterling a calendar week she needs to live on then I think we could maybe recover something useful, although with just a class to clear bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can lever out of her. ``

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

'' I doubt we 'll clear twenty thousand, but lets try fifty as a showtime offer. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at least her tenth methamphetamine of bubbly and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was decent, and well before the embrasure appeared I made my excuses and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Kings crossing region where I was sure she would find a gentleman willing to pay for her spell while I returned to `` The pine tree. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the deliquium glow from the gap in the mantle of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my book binding door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainer, I felt I needed some exercise, get the bosom hammer that sorting of affair, and then I jogged the hundred pace or so to the Barn and Gymnasium.

A temper Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her attempts to get barren from the leather bash and there on the tiles a lily-livered puddle glistened accusingly.

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

'' No, '' I agreed, `` Did you enjoy your nutrient ? '' 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 nutrient. ``

I thought she would throw up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the chickenhearted puddle with her ruined shirt.

'' You ca n't keep open 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 bubbly, or there is some orange juice or some Aussie E. B. White or red. ``

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

'' Champagne-Ardenne it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could make hump, ''

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

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

I carefully over filled a wine-colored glass with tacky champagne and carefully spilled some on her titty as I handed her the glass, she took a few sips before I took the looking glass from her and hang to lick the spilled liquidity from her breast, her tit stiffened instantly.

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

'' time lag still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw Champagne-Ardenne glistening on her lips and before she knew I had flicked my clapper across her mouth 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 tush down, no not that, my tool is only average, it 's the scar from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` friendly Fire, '' another two column inch lower and I 'd have been a Eunuch.

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

'' How, why ? '' she asked, `` Can you have kid ? '' 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 hammer to earn .... ''

'' Please, do n't offend me. '' she asked, `` apply me a second. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her garden pink puss, down among the blonde curls, exciting herself, `` All right wing, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the second metre, with the clumsiness gone, I find, but cold hard glazed tile are as hard on my knees and elbows as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own soft bed, but soon adequate waves of delight washed over me, a sudden notion had her hair released and without any genuine effort on her section I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly recondite inside her, I never risked it with casual girlfriends or whores but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised variation, I reasoned she would be unfertile for at least a few hebdomad after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty sure that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was saturated double-dyed pleasure as I pumped her completely full of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a love life bite on her neck opening as started to cum but that 's bad descriptor with a working girl so guilt trip stopped me until I realised it did n't affair, and so I bit and kissed her cervix like a thirsty numeration genus Dracula oblivious to the outcome on her beautifully blanch skin.

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

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

I looked towards the bathroom door, polished aluminium in a teak skeletal system, 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 induce assumed they had an social function behind my back if I had n't known her better.

candlelight, fine wines, a sense of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the Sami bed for nine calendar month, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a cherished commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and Father and more important Grand Father liked her, so we made glorious have it off irregularly and I took my joy elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my program to issue 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 for sure Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the pelt of Virgin Mary 's back with a Horsewhip if the chance arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and gymnastic horse whipped, '' was one of her favourite sayings for anyone ineligible for her usual imprimatur of hanging, or `` Put before a Firing police squad like a rat in a Barrel. ``

'' I need the bathroom, '' 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 duplicate in the touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing simple machine so I found one and unlocked her leash from the bridge player rail.

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

'' No, its night outside. '' I said, as the idea came to me, she was a bitch, kick are click and detent do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the brightness before I opened the door and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scare away to make too a good deal disturbance as I pulled her out onto the concrete way and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

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

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

'' You 're the one wearing a dog collar and nil 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 moonshine, `` Do n't be ridiculous, no one would conceive me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a elder executive 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 track towards the eight base senior high boundary paries which divided us from the `` northward Road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road status 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 3 with my left paw and stroked her tomentum with my right wing, `` It 's all right, I 'm here you 're quite dependable ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit erotic, the feel was unpleasant, the farting 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 long eatage, watch the stinging nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her tear scanty and skirt which I threw in the trash bin and then I leashed her to the handrail 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 least xx second before I fell into a gloriously fulfill sleep.

to be continued