‘No, you’re not, but it can be arranged.’
She went to the mirror and turned her back to it, she hooked her thumbs into her panties and pulled them down, revealing a pristine white backside, ‘lucky for you it’s not looking as bad as it feels.’
‘I can always correct that if you’re at all disappointed.’
As he spoke, she failed to hold on to her panties and they fell to the floor, in mock anger, she kicked them away, exasperated, ‘I could sue you for… for beating an employee.’
‘Then we’d have to repeat this event in front of a judge and let him decide, he said mockingly, ‘only next time it’ll be on your bare ass.’
She stood, her hands on her waist. She looked good.
‘I wouldn’t mind but you didn’t even let me finish, he was taken by surprise when she sat across his lap, legs either side of him. He shifted uncomfortably. She could feel his rock-hard erection, there wasn’t much material between his penis and her vagina.
He cleared his throat, trying to sound normal, ‘okay, then finish.’
He was astonished when with one small fluid movement she ripped the white front of her dress off and placed it in a pouch on the apron. ‘See, in one quick movement we go from a “risqué, French maids” bar to a “titty” bar, what do you think?’
“I think if my erection gets any bigger it’ll push you off my lap,” was his unspoken thought.
‘Don’t move,’ she said, ‘I need to get comfortable,’ and so saying pushed her hand down his pants and released his rampant penis and quickly inserted it inside her pussy.
‘You can’t… I mean, you shouldn’t be doing this.’
She stared at him, inches away from his face, he felt her fingers grasp his shaft, he was only half inside her, she sank down, started to rock back and forth, her clitoris contacting his pubic area.
‘Open your mouth,’ she ordered.
‘We need to stop.’
In reply she pushed herself forward, ‘take it in your mouth, just the nipple at first,’ she held his nose until he opened his mouth and took her hard nipple, she pulled her dress back a bit, ‘now the full tit.’
As he sucked, he could feel her body go into spasms, he carried on, her orgasm went on undisturbed.
She sat up, pulled her breast from his mouth, he felt her vagina grip him, ‘not come?’
‘No,’ he looked away, maybe if he didn’t orgasm it wouldn’t count as lovemaking?
She lifted herself, “please don’t, I need this,” in his mind he was begging.
But no, she slowly sank down again, merely adjusting her position.
‘Have you had sex recently?’
‘No.’
‘What do you think of my idea of making the club into a “titty” bar?’
‘I think “topless” bar is classier than “titty” bar.’
‘I’m going to make you come, Dennis wants us to be partners in the business together, have the other tit, suck on it while I make you come.’
She moved up and down and against his better judgement he sucked her other tit, he could not avoid ejaculating inside her.
She sat on his lap, minutes passed in silence, she was squeezing his penis with her vagina, only when he was flaccid, did she dismount, she was stood on one leg, trying to manoeuvre off him when a few weeks supply of semen fell out of her pussy and landed on his jeans.
‘Oh hell, I’m so sorry, that only ever happens when I’ve took a big one, my pussy lips didn’t have time to meet up together.’
He looked at her, ‘doesn’t matter,’ he slurred his words, ‘it’ll wash off.’
She turned her back and bent over, initially to retrieve her panties, ‘see, I bet my pussy is still open.’
He stared intently, ‘yes, you know you own body, there’s a small opening, in fact I can see more cum,’ he instinctively reached a hooked finger into her vagina, it was the first time he’d actually touched her, apart from his penis, that is. He pulled a small string of cum and allowed it to also fall on his jeans.
Taking a deep breath, he asked, ‘what was that all about?’
She stared at him, ‘kind of kinky, isn’t it, mother and son fucking?’
He thought about this for a while, he’d seen mother and son incest videos, some were so poorly made he figured they had to be true. ‘Did you plan this?’
She shrugged, ‘Dennis wants to offer me a partnership, he said I had to convince you otherwise you’d veto the idea.’
‘So, this is your idea of “persuading” me, giving me an orgasm?’
‘I had one as well,’ she said defensively, well do I get a partnership or not?’
‘Does the sex stop?’
It was not a question she expected, she stumbled over her words, ‘um, er, you mean do we carry on doing this?’
‘Yes, that’s exactly what I do mean.’
She looked at him, slightly apprehensive, ‘if that’s what it takes,’ shrugging her shoulders.
‘No, it’s not that, it’s just that having you available, means I’m not wasting time seeing other women, what do you say.’
She was silent for a moment, ‘well I did get an orgasm……….., so why not.’
He smiled, ‘I’ll be ready in half an hour,’ her reply was to laugh and hit him over the head with her tray.
‘Half an hour it is then, hardly worth putting my underwear back on.
Samuel stood and kissed her, ‘not worth me changing my jeans, in fact, I don’t need them.’
This time it was his turn to kick his jeans off, she sat on his lap, this time with her back to him, her plan had worked to perfection, luckily Sam couldn’t see the smile on her face.
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