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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Cont'd from; Oh no, what Have I done!
Mary, my wife of many years, watched as Lucy delighted in tearing the wax strips from my legs and body. I couldn't read the look on Mary's face, contempt was just too mild. I looked at Lucy, her cruel smile triggered me into action, time to be a man again. I'm not doing this, I spat at Lucy, enough! Lucy gave a throaty chuckle, Stan thought this might happen so he said I was to call Jagger and tell him that I needed a knuckle massage. Well, I pleaded, what is going on, what are we to do? Lucy explained the programme for the evening. Mary and I were to be helpers at an event Stan had organised for his boss who was visiting to see how his investments were maturing. This meeting was extremely important for Stan, nothing must go wrong. Will we be dressed as butlers, I asked in all innocence. Both the girls laughed, off course you will, they jeered. Lucy opened the suit bag revealing an amazing leather military style jacket with leather hat. Next a French maid outfit and accessories, heels, garters and beautiful seamed stockings.
I made to lift the military jacket and Lucy slapped my hand away. Idiot, you are the maid, she barked. I slumped onto the bed as Mary stripped off her robe. She was magnificent, tanned bronzed and not a hair anywhere. Lucy applied old style rouge to her pussy lips. Next she measured a teaspoon of olive oil on to a saucer. She dripped 3 drops of Tabasco sauce into the oil and emulsified the mixture with her middle finger. She nodded for Mary to lie on the bed. I realised Mary had obviously done this before. Lucy carefully rubbed a finger of the mixture all over and around Marys clit. What's that for, I asked. The chili sauce causes a mild burning sensation that will heighten Marys libido. The oil helps retain the mixture on the skin longer. Lucy nodded in my direction as she dipped her middle finger in the mixture.
Mary stood in a tight leather jacket and skirt, the peaked black leather hat contrasted with her pail makeup and scarlet lip stick. I was teetering on ludicrously high heels. I must have looked like one of the girls from Hallo Hallo, Rennie oh you are a tease. Mad what can go through your mind when faced with a terror of the unknown. Jagger pulled up outside in an old van, he pulled a side door open. I turned and said to Mary we could tell the neighbours we were going to a fancy dress party.
Mary grabbed Lucy's arm, as she went to step out the door, and spun her round. They fell into each others arms kissing feverishly before breaking apart giggling. Mary said to Lucy that she could put more chili mix onto her clit in the van, but with her tongue this time. They gave each other a squeeze before Lucy pushed me hard out the door.
The club was packed, according to Jagger, we would be staying in the office. On entering we found Stan sitting looking sickly white, he was terrified. Just what kind of monster was to visit tonight that could scare the shit out of Stan. Stan was telling Jagger how he was hedging his bets not knowing the boss's taste. A look out into the club revealed more than the usual number of whores but for once all clean and well dressed. Stan's phone beeped, here in 5. What new indignities would tonight hold for me. I looked over at Mary, jesus she looked stunning. Her crossed legs seamed to go on for ever. Did she just mush her pussy lips against the sofa arm, the chili must still be doing its work. I caught sight of myself in the mirror. My makeup applied like it had been done by a d*unk plasterer and my eyes were darker than a panda's. God don't my legs look good in these seams, I wiggled my heel as I examined my self in the mirror. Fuck sake, just look at the tart preening himself, Stan guffawed. |
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