This is a new series I've been working on. It will eventually
get published after a major edit (so please don'tt
take any offense at my poor use of grammar) Did a edit to fix
a few things up. And I've now finished chapter 5-9 if I get enough feedback
I'll upload them soon. I still have a lot to fill in with Linda and Michael's
story. Please enjoy the first product and let me know what
you think negative or positive.


Prolouge Linda was a above average hight for a female with rather
average looks including rather plain blue eyes. Her only
two stand out features we're her shockingly short
cropped purple hair and her build a secret weight lifter
and x personal trainer she hid her muscular but still feminine
build well under her baggy work apron. It wouldn't
be acceptable to overly shock the staying at the
up beat hotel full of hoity toity snobs where she currently
worked. Or to give the less then faithful married businessmen
who already have enough trouble keeping their hands off
the rest of the housekeepers something to bring the bum
pinchers her way. Linda was happily married once upon a time untill one faithfully
day her husband had a brutal accident. She had remained
completely faith to her dearly departed husband even though
she was still a young woman or 28 of course she fantasized
of a great big pair of muscular arms sweeping her off her
feet and giving her something her husband never did or any
of her previous partners a climax just one miserable orgasm
at someone else hand or mouth hmm even around a nice hard
cock not once has anyone male or female even come close togiving
her the big O. Michael is a 35 year old man on a mission a clause in his fathers
will states he has to marry a woman beneath him of plain looks
and turn her into a beauty worthy of the fitness model company
he's due to inherit but she must also submit to him in
the bedroom. Ladies man and a dominant in the local BDSM
scene who has never had to chase a woman but run from a few
with a drool worthy build and a cheeky smile most ladies
melt in a puddle at his feet. Except one. Will Michael the womanizer see Linda as the
ugly duck she ootrays her self as? Or will he see the potential
hidded beneath the layers of baggy clothes? Or better yet
is Michael the one to finally fulfill Linda's needs?
Will she submit to his dominant nature?


Chapter 1 Gah! Whats that horrible noise I rolled over and seen my
cell phone screen lighting up while cheerily pumping out
the theme of a cartoon ohhh no that means one thing IM
LATE again for work. Shit his really going to fire my ass this time. Calmly I reached
over and picked up the phone"umm hello?" "If your not here in 15mins you better pre book your
appoinrment for the unemployment que" screamed
out my least favorite voice in the world. My soon to be x boss
Kevin the raging ranting middle aged, balding married
gay pansy yes I said married gay everything for appearances
at the hotel Nova only the most upper class hotel in Auckland
city. "I'll be there in 5" I casually state while
hanging up on his expletives on why im on my final warning.
I hurriedly dressed in black slacks and a white long sleevetop
all the time cursing my midnight training session that
left me so burnt out I slept through my alarm again. Good
thing my run down apparment is a two minute run through Mt
Eden dommain away from work or id really be pushing it. I
might be muscular and sleek but running for long periods
is just not for me. I never train cardio in the words of my
x im big enough not to need to run from a fight people should
run from me. Beside running up and down multiple flights
of stairs at work is more then enough to keep me going. I flew
around to the staff entrance huffing and puffing my lungs
out thinking maybe I should find time to jump on the treadmill or at least stop eating so much cake. "Im
here im here" I yelled out. Julie god bless her pushed my cart my way and threw a apron
at me " you've got 3rd and 4th floor today hun ohhh
and there's a new guy checked into room 29 from what
Melissa said his a looker so no drooling on the job. And Mrs
Banners poodle left a puddle under the coffee table again
we have the carpet cleaners coming in 45minutes so start
cleaning her room first.Then get the services done have
your break and finished cleaning the rest of the rooms.
I'll see you in the lunch room on break" all this
was rambled out with a huge grin as I threw my apron on and
speed walked my trolley to the service elevator. Julie is just about the best friend I've got and she's
saved my ass more times then I can remember all because I
beat up a jerk trying to shove his hand down her pants at a
wedding we both went to.She's the reason ive got this
job and the only one who has ever seen me dressed up thank
god for that to picture a elephant on steriods wearing a
pink frill brides maids dress including the blood splaters
all the while balancing on tooth picks for shoes is pretty
much a apt description of myself that night. I smoothed my apron and fluffed my purple hair yep purple
my one girly pleasure ok so maybe its a little to short but
it suited my sharp angled face with my slightly of skew nose
from a run in with a cricket bat from my childhood. I knock on room 25 door "Mrs Barnnes Its Linda from
housekeeping" I called out. with our long term clientsI tend to get on a first name bassist
its not every day a stranger cleans your toilet. I might grumble about my job but truth be told I like the physical
aspects and the fact that you can learn a lot about someone
by cleaning up after them take Mrs Barnnes for instance
shes 89 years old with no remaining family and is the widow
of one of the Auckland district promonent hoteller Members
and resides 8months of the year in our hotel. She gets a good discount and well taken care off andthe
Nova gets to boast. She's also as senial all get out
and quite often thinks im her sister Elizabeth. I knocked again "Mrs Barnnes its Linda can I come in?"
Slowly the door cracked open "Lizzy dear did you lock
yourself out again? Well come on don't dally
around Mother said I have to walk you to your music lessons
soon" "Mrs Barnnes its Linda not Lizzy im here to clean your
room" I really felt quite bad for her to be left alone
with nobody that cares.Its sad to think this is how her life's
become. I most likely will head down the same road eventually I'm
a only with a deceased father and a mother who refuses
to acknowledge her failure of a and my Last hope
of having companionship in old age died with my husband.
I don't date I have way to many insecurities about that
my husband was truly the only man I've come across that
loved to spend time with me and didn't even mind looking
at my less then pleasing face. He wasn't the world's
best lover although he tried numerous times to make me orgasm
I just couldn't. I've never been able to with anyone
not even with anyone watching me. Don't get me wrong
I enjoy sex but when I get to a certain point my brain freaks
out and the good feelings just aren't enough. Enough
day dreaming time to get to work I pushed Mrs Barnnes door
open and wander in all the while chatting about the weather
and new dishes added to room service I finish my quick clean
with a promise to see her tomorrow and that I'll make
my music lessons later a sisterly hug and im on to the next room on my list room 29 with the apparently good looking
. I knocked on the door "Hello housekeeping"
I cheerful call out. There's a few scuffling noises and a curt "I'm
on the phone.enter" Gee what a charmer I think to myself does it hurt to be pleasnt
to the staff I get a whopping $17 dollar's a hour to clean
up after you and that's the attitude I get with a muttered
"prick" I push the door open....





Chapter 2 Ohh dear lord! The sight that meets my eyes would have a lesser woman fainting
or at least making a mess of her panties. The most stunning part Maori all muscle including the most
mouth watering eight pack I've ever had the pleasure
of laying my eyes on sat sprawled on the lounge across from
me frowing. Wearing nothing but a pair of rugby shorts and
a glower that could melt ice. "I told you before James I said no way it ain't
happening no way am I marrying a hag to get what's mine.
I don't care if she has a nice personality she's
fuck ugly and a deadbeat she's got nothing going for her". Said hunk looked up and
noticed me still standing in the doorway. "Don't you have a job to do?" Said with another
angry scown. Me being my sarcastic self stated "maybe I should
start with cleaning your potty mouth." With a huff I left mr grumpy shorts to finish his phone call
and started xleaning the bedroom. I was bent over the bed straighting the pillows when I hear
"No fucking way James I'll marry my own hag one
I choose!" with a few choice muttered swear words
and the sound of something slamming on the counter. Ooo someone's not happy. Oh well not my businesses
as long as mr grumpy shorts keeps his nasty attitude to himself
I won't have to get my shut your mouth look going. Trust
me that look has got me out of a lot of sticky situations.
I dragged my cleaning products out to the fully equipped
kitchen like I said all the bells and whistles at the Nova.
No sign of those sexy shorts. I start doing the dishes and
hummimg to myself when I hear a loud throat clear behind
me. I spin around there's Mr grumpy mouth watering body
and scown and all. "How much longer will you be? I have to get ready for
a meeting" growled the not to happy . That's
it I've had enough "well let me see hmm if there
wasn't so many dishes and rubbish all over the place I'd be done already.I get paid to clean up
after you not to deal with your attitude I can leave right
now and another girl that's more pleasing to your uptight
taste can be here in five minutes!" I growled back.
Wow that was just about the biggest blow out I've had
in a long time. Oops this doesn't bode well for my employed
status. I turned around and finished with the dishes in
the uncomfortable silence. "Look im sorry I've been having a hard time lately
my father just died I know it doesn't excuse my behavior"
I spun around shocked Mr high and mighty shorty shorts apologizing
to me the lowely housekeeper what the fuck? He looked me right in the eyes "I mean it I really am
sorry for taking my shit out on you. I'm Michael you
are?" This was said with a hand held out. Oh still stunned I slipped my not so soft or delicate hand
in to his. "I'm Linda I've being assigned to this floor
so I'll be your housekeeper for the duration of your
stay if you need anything just ask me". Still holding on to my hand he turns it over and rubs his thumb
over my calluses. I feel a start of hot electricity run from my hand straight
to my pussy uhh ohh well I've never in my life felt a instant
physical connection before. I snatched my hand back at the same time he dropped it stuned
as well. "Maybe I could buy you a beer later? To apologize for
my behavior?" Stated Michael with a quirk of his brow.
"Can't do sorry we have a strick no dating guest
pollicy" I put on with a false bravo that I didn't
feel no man has ever put me at so ill at easy I didn't want
to like him in the same breath I wanted to lick him from head
to toe and specially in between. Which by a quick flick of
my eyes downwards I could tell by the tent in the front of
those brief shorts that he felt the same. This is crazy I don't date and men don't find me
appealing at all. Certainly not men like the gorgeous god
standing in front of me. "Well how about you tell me a good local and estimate
a time when you could be there and if we run into eachother
I'l shout you a drink." Said with such a cheeky
grin my knees wobbled and my pussy flooded. "I guess that could work umm how about Secrets at 6ish?
Just one drink though ive got a few things to do later"
"Got it secrets at 6 I'll be there. Whats a few
things not your boyfriend I hope?" Michael queried
with another frown. "God no! Nope no boyfriend this is my first not a date
since my husband died last year. Don't tell anyone
but I planned on watching some bad 80's action movie
re-runs." I blabbed out "I'm sorry about your husband was he a bit older
that you? You can't be more then mid 20's? Well
that's kinda cool im a action flick buff myself we should
watch them together." the last part said with a wink.
"No not a lot older it was a accident that took him from
me he was a good man who loved me physically lacking as I am."
I muttered "How are you lacking? I can't see anything wrong
with you.besides your clothes I mean you can change that."
Said the man I still can't believe asked me out. Time has really gotten away from me at this point so I packed
up my cleaning cloths and products as I headed for the door
I said over my shoulder " oh please dont patronize
me! well my face and 6ft frame doesn't make for a sexy
image and the fact that the only climax I've ever had
has been a solo mission makes for a crappy bed partner roll
it all up and you have one great big undesirable package."
What was it about this complete stranger that made me tell
him my deepest darkest secrets? I'd known him a total
of fifteen minutes and I'd disclosed more about myself
then most of my friends would ever find out. The shocked silence was enough to do my head in I scrambled
for the door muttering "I've got to go"
under my breath I ran out the door slamming it shut behind
me only to hear it being flung back open. "Wait! Wait Linda please" shouted Michael
barreling after me down the hall. I stopped and found a sudden fascination with the scuff
on my toe of my left shoe.With my head down feeling like I'd
just sold my soul I blurted out "what come to make fun
of me? Like I haven't heard it all before " Michael completely threw me for a six with his next move
he grabbed hold of my upper arms and shook me. "Stop
it! Stop being so dramatic and just listen to me."
I clicked my teeth shut and gritted them together still
looking at my shoe I nodded slightly. " I think we can help eachother. Just please promise
to meet me tonight and I'll explain everything .please?"
With a shake of my head I refused still to embarrassed at
my impromptu soul bearing to even look up. I closed my eyes
as he tilted my head up refusing to let him see the shame in
my eyes. I felt the softest brush of lips against mine stunned I opened
my mouth to suck in a breath.that was all the encouragement
Michael needed with a moan he trust his tongue in my mouth
rubbing it back and forwards across mine.Licking my bottom
lip he pulled away. "Will you come?" For a minute with my mind so messed up I almost begged for
more my pussy pulsing my mouth burning and feeling way to
out of sorts a kiss had never muddled me so much before. It took me a little while to realize he'd asked a question
and was still patiently waiting on a reply with a raised eyebrow and a small smile he asked again "well
will you? Meet me Linda I can help I promise" "Umm well I don't know.Maybe.ok.sure"
I stuttered out. I can't believe how nervous I am. "Awesome I'll see you then babe" with a
wuick hard kiss Michael walked back down the hall turning
to wave once he got to his door. With a huge sigh I collapsed against the wall. What am I going
to do? I need help. Time to go on break and beg Julie for some
advice.








Chapter 3 I raced into the break room "Julie! Oh my god Julie
I need your help I'm desperate." I said flapping
my arms aound as though I was a oversized buzzard ready to
take off. Panic had started to set in of what this really
meant I had a not a date with the most gorgeous man I'd
ever seen. I don't even own a skirt and for some reason
I wanted to look as girly as possible. "Calm down hun . What's wrong? Is your ass on fire
or something?" Clucked Julie she may only be a few
years older then me but Julie had always treated me like
a . A clueless one with absolutely no fashion sense
which is exactly what I was counting on. "I have a not a date" I practically yelled "help!
Help!" "What do you mean not a date?" Julie inquired
"better yet start from the beginning." Julie
said with a extremely puzzled look. We sat down at the table and I spilled the whole story fromMichael's
attitude in the beginning, me blowing up at him, about me
blabbing about my solo only orgasm and his idea that he could
help me with it and the whole not a date date. "Well it sounds like you have a not a date alright.
What are you going to wear? Something sexy I hope not one
of your drab hide every curve sacks?" Asked Julie
with a smirk. "That's why I wanted your help think you can help
me out?" I put on my best puppy eyes. Julie rolled her eyes " don't give me that look.You
know I'd help you anyway. We wont have much time but
I think I've got the perfect wow factor outfit at home.
You can't say no to it either you have to wear it hun.
Meet me at my place straight after work and bring those knee-hi
lace up boots I brought you last Christmas." "Oh thanks so much Julie I dunno where I'd be without
you. You really are my bestest friend." I yabbered
out with a huge smile and a hug. "No prob hun" said Julie "I'll see
you then" with a final wave she breezed out the door.
The rest of my work day past pretty easy a few minor problems
a overflowing toilet in room 30 and baby vomit on the couch
in room 36 but nothing could pop the cloud of hope that surrounded
me that maybe someone would actually find me that attractive
or that Michael may just be the one to break my never ending
dry streak. I felt so overwhelmed with excitment and nerves that I stumble
home to pull out the boots Julie said to bring I looked at
them uncomfortably they just weren't something I'd
chose to wear they reminded me of something the girls on
K-road wore while waiting for their next John. With big platform heels they laced upto just under my knees
with shinny silver eyelets for the laces they made a statement
I just wasn't sure it was the type I wanted. I shook my head and shoved the boots in my bag and headed out
the door to walk the 6 blocks over to Julie's hopefully
whatever outfit it is that she picked out is at least bareable
and doesn't make me feel like a bigger freak then I already
do. On the way over I hummed the song to a really bad D grade action
movie I watched a few days ago feeling as light as a feather
it only took a short while to make it to Julie's. I knocked on the door just as I was about to knock again Julie
threw the door opened and dragged me in. "Bring the
boots?" To which I nodded. "Sweet I've
got some Bourbon on the counter in the kitchen grab it you're
gonna need it." Julie hurried off shouting over her
shoulder "I'll be in the bedroom." I grabbed
the half full bottle of Bourbon and two glasses and headed
down the hall. "Got it"I waved the bottle around
"so where's the outfit?" "Nah make up first outfit last so you don't chicken
out" said Julie snatching her glass and downing her
drink in one gulp. At this point I don't know who was freaking out more
me or her. So I did the only thing I could downed my drink in
one and shut my mouth no point stressing out about everything
now I'd come to far to stop now. Two hours later after being proded, poked, waxed and plucked
with only a dribble of Bourbon left in the bottle I figured it was about time to have a look at what I was wearing.
"Ok whip it out I wanna she what frilly bit of fluff
you have me wearing." "Close your eyes. I promise its not frilly or fluffy
at all." Giggled Julie I closed my eyes and felf a heavy weight land in my lap. I held
my breath as I opened my eyes back up and seen the shortest
red and black checkered dress with metal buckles holding
both sides together. Laying on top of the pile was a cute
half denim jacket I could almost tolerate and a pile of mesh
what appeared to be underware. "WHAT THE FUCK!" I shook me head nope no way no
how was I wearing this freaking school girl outfit.
Now the reason behind me bringing those ridiculous boots
became clear they fit in perfectly with the rest of the slutty
outfit. "You promised you would wear it" said Julie
with a smug smile "beside there's no time left
to find anything else and you already 10minutes late."
"You do realize that after Mr cranky shorts laughes
me out of the club I'll be back to stomp your skinny ass
into the ground." I growled. "Just put it on. You do realize its BDSM night at Secrets?
So its not like your gonna stand out with all the leather,
denim and handcuffs for bracelets." Gumbling to
myself about the appropriate way to kill one's best
friend I stood up and dropped my robe and slid the tiny
triangle of black mesh up my leg's.Mind you I think
my legs are my best features if muscular tree trunks are
your thing. Next came the bra with built in padding that turned my C cupinto
a generous D thank god I still retained some of my breast
throughout my years of weightlifting. Next came the stockings
which obviously had to be fishnets I slid each one up my legs
and fitted the garter belt around my hips and clipped the
stockings on. Well ok I thought to myself this get up even makes me feel
kinda sexy. Or maybe that's just just the Bourbon talking.
I undid one side of the dress and slid it over my shoulders
and buckled it back up the gaps between the fastening down
the side showed glimpse of my pale skin the dress was pretty
much two pieces of fabric held together by eight buckles.
I did not feel comfortable at all I felt if I breathed to hard
I'd pop them open. It fell to just above mid thigh which
meant it barely covered the tops of my stockings. With not a moment to waste I plonked down on the bed so Julie
could lace up the stupid boots. That done I threw the half
hacket on and called a cab. There was no way in hell I was walking
the three blocks to Secrets dressed like this. "Guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be. Just
remember if he laughs at me I will kill you." I muttered
still not in the slightest bit happy with the situation
I'd been left in. "Oh poo you know you look fantastic, it's the
best I've ever seen you look." Said Julie with
the smugest grin I've ever seen. "Well off you
go cabs here and have fun for Christ sake it won't kill
you to enjoy yourself once in awhile." With that Julie pushed me out the door and locked it behind
me. So there definantly wasn't any way I could retreat
and hide now. I let out a soft "Bitch" which earned me a chuckle
from the other side of the door. I walked down the short path
to the curb and climbed in the back of the cab "Secrets
please." I said with a false smile feeling way to nervous
to even chat to the driver I was glad it was a quick trip.





Chapter 4 Just as we pulled up at the club I realized it was Wednesday
which not only meant BDSM night (which is really tame by
the way. No public nudity spanking or any other displays
just people dressed up in leather, latex and denim with
chains and cuffs.) But it was also the night Liam one of my
late husband friends and my current training partner work
the door. Oh shit! So not good! To late to jump back in the cab I decided
to give him a show to laugh over late. I put on my best slutty
walk which probably look like a drunk trying to walk the
line in no way convincing and made my way up to the door "one please." I said with my head averted. "Damn girl go on right in, I couldn't charge a
sweet thing like you a cover fee." I just about fell over not once in the history of my friendship
with Liam had he ever referred to me as a girl and certainly
never a "sweet thing." Shocked I looked up "Sweet thing aye? Liam you never
once said anything so nice to me before shot bro!"
(Which in kiwi terms means cheers or thanks) Liam which I believe was equally as stunned when he realized
just who I was then proceed to fall in slow motion off his
stool. It was just about the funniest sight I have ever seen.But
because I have such a good heart and I liked the fact that
it would give me bragging rights I reached out my hand and
grabbed his shoulder and shoved him upright on his stool.
"You look a bit pale bro ya need a drink?" Liam
was still looking at me like I was a fish out of water he kept
opening and closing his mouth like he had something to say
but couldn't. "Bro you ok?" I asked enjoying myself way to
much. "Ugh yeah nah I'm fine that you Linda? You look
good aye? fuck you freaked me out never seen you look like
a girl and stuff" mumbled Liam I knew I had really freaked him out when he started asking
questions Liam never asked he knew everything much like
my late husband. The amount of times their arguments turn
yo fist fights because they both new best was unsettling
to say the least. "Its all good bro I'll just go
in aye? See you a bit later." I continued to wiggle my slutty walk past
Liam and into the club. With a look over my shoulder and a
wave I noticed he turn bright red when I caught him watching
my ass. Funny stuff being a woman. If you dress like a slob
and do mainly male oreintated things men tend to then forget
you actually are female. Then when they realize you are its basically like you betrayed
them. I chuckled to myself as I headed for the bar. Just as I placed my order I felt someone brush up against
my back and grab me around the waist. Just as I was about to
prove im a hands on kinda girl two with a punch to the groin.
I felt a shiver run down my spine telling me this was one welcome
touch. "Hi ya babe." Michael whispered in my ear. "You
look fucking fantastic. I only recognized it was you from
behind because of you hair oh and that sexy little ass you
tried to hide from me today under those baggy pants."
He moved against my back rubbing his groin into my ass. Yep
thats either a long hot metal pole in his too tight jean or
he really is happy to see me. "Umm hi" it was my turn to mumble around this
guy my legs turned to jelly and my brain to mush. "I'm
glad you like it my friend picked out my outfit I swear I don't
usually dress like this I just didn't have time to change
again." I prattled on. "Shhh I love the outfit you look extremely sexy baby.
I just have one question. Are you wearing any panties? I
can't feel any and I couldn't see any through the
side of your dress." Gulp! "Yes"I whispered after making sure nobody
else was listening I added "there so small I can hardly
tell I am." "Damn I was hoping you would say you weren't wearing
any. If im going to help you come it would be easier."
Said Michael with a groan. "Wwhat?" I stuttered "your going to make
me come here?" He spun me around to face him and what little breath I had
left escaped my lungs. His brown eyes where burning hot with lust and something
else I couldn't tell. "No baby I'm not going
to make you come im going to sit beside you and tell you exactly
how to rub and finger your pussy till you come moaning my
name. Then im going to lick you're fingers clean . You're
going to take me home and we are going to do do it all again.
But I'll be coming all over that pretty little face
while you scream." "So I should go take my panties off then? " I asked
I was more then keen to try and come for this stunning man
and my pussy throbed in argreement. "Yes baby you should. Right now.Meet me at the corner
table. Oh and no touching your pussy till you come back."
With one last grind of his crotch against mine he walked
over to the booth. I rushed for the bathroom this was it maybe my last chance
if getting a big O with anyone else. With my hands shaking
and trying to catch my breath I peeled my soaked panties
down my legs and stuffed them in my jacket pocket. All the
while thanking my lucky stars that I'd done a complete
shave down stairs. Pondering to myself how it is exactly
I was supposed to help Michael with all this I strutted my
way back to the table. "Hi" I grinned as I slid into the booth so I was
closest to the wall. "Already to help me?" I
added a cheeky little lick of my lips to the last comment.
Geez this outfit really has brought out my slutty side.
"Im ready alright baby.where are your panties? Give
them to me I want to see this little scrap of matterial."
He said as he slid in beside me and rested his arm across the
back of the booth. I was caged in between his arm, the wall
and the table I had never felt so safe or turned on. My cheeks turning red I pulled my panties out of my pocket
and put them in his open hand. He spread the material open
and rubbed his thumb over the damp crotch "Damn that's sexy baby. Look how wet you already are for me." He said tilting the scrap
of fabric so I could see the moist patch I'd left behind.
"God you smell good I can't wait to see you come
all over your finger's and lick them clean."
All the while I was watching his thumb play over my wetness
wishing it was my hard pulsing clit he was stroking. I started to squirm on my seat it was getting to much I needed
to touch myself or to touch Michael. "Please can we
start?" I all but moaned. "Hmm ok baby I want you to rub your pussy no touching
your clit or slipping a finger in that juicy little opening
yet. Just run your finger's lightly over your lips."
I went to pull my dress up. Michael stopped me with a quick
shake of his head. "No leave yourself covered up for
now I'll watch in a little while." I slid my hand under the edge of my skirt and nearly mewed
eith the pleasure as I ran my fingers through my wetness
I gasped. My eyes never left his thumb that never stopped
caressing the wetness I left. I moaned bitting my lip I looked
up into his eyes. He leaned closer "how does it feel baby nice and slick?
Soft and slippery? Tell me." "Oh god it feels so good I could almost explode. Mmm
please I need more?" I asked desperately. "Pull
up your skirt. I wan't to see how wet you are first."
He looked down at my lap waiting. I didn't make him wait long I folded back the edge of
my dress untill it was hiked up enough to show my gleaming
pale pink outer lips in the dim light of the club. "Open your legs baby. I want to see you spread out."
Michael said on a groan. I spread my legs open and for good measure I parted my lips
with my fingers and waited to see what he would say I could
feel his eyes burning a hot track over my expossed flesh.
" look at how hard and swollen your little clit is baby
Ican almost see your heartbeat pulsing under the skin.
Iwant you to keep your lips parted and use just one finger
on the other hand to rub it softly." I did as he said
and slowly started to rub my clit round and round squirming
my hips when I started to rub it faster.I was so close to coming
when Michael grabbed my hand and stoppedme. "No baby not yet. I want to see you finger that sweet
little pussy first.I want you to image its my fingers sliding
deep inside you making you scream while your tied spread
eagle to my bed." "You want to tie me up?" I panted out. "Oh yeah baby I want to tie you up and make you come over
and over untill you can't move then I'm going to
fuck you're brains out and spank that sexy ass you've
been teasing me with. Now do it slip one finger in your pussy."
Moaning I slid one finger inside myself until it was all
the way in up to the knuckle. My pussy wept its not enough
I'm never going to come. "That's a girl all the way in. Now slide it out
and show me how wet it is. I want you to push two in now baby
and fuck yourself hard. Yeah just like that twist them around.
Faster baby faster. Now harder. Pinch your clit that's
it your almost there." I followed every instruction Michael said fucking myself
hard and fast with two fingers while pinching and twisting
my clit. I looked up and he had the most absorbed expression on his
face it was the last straw for me. I felt my pussy clamp down
on my fingers as I came with the most explosive orgasm I'd
ever given myself. "Oh fuck oh fuck I'm coming
Michael oh oh." He leaned in and kissed me brutally hard I cut my lip on my
tooth and the taste of my own blood sent me in to another fit
of moaning and spasms. He wrapped his arms around me and
lifted me into his lap as I tried to calm down. "Shh baby its ok its ok." He rubbed my back and
kissed my hair while cuddling me. "I'm ok" I said complete shocked that I'd
actually had a orgasm with a man watching let alone a public
one. "That was.. Wow.. Just wow." I muttered embarrassed
at what I'd done while he watched. He tipped my head up. "Don't look away you were
beautiful Linda. That was the sexiest show anyone has ever
put on for me. If my self control was any less I would have
come in my pants watching you. It took all I had not to touch
you or to fuck you on the table." He said shifting in
the seat with a ruthless chuckle "Besides you still
owe me a taste." That said he pulled my hand up to his
lips and suck my two fingers straight into his mouth. "God you taste good baby you have the sweetest tasting
pussy I've ever tried." Michael said with a moan
of his own. I felt my pussy twitch I could go for another round or three.
I thought with a giggle. "So do you still want to come back to my place?"
I asked nervously. "You fucking bet I do baby but I have to ask you something
first it's the whole how you can help me."


To be continued...

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