Olivia

Story for Leslie's Lingerie

     Olivia sat at the large cherry wood desk looking out the panoramic window  at the breath taking view. A year ago determined to be this companies youngest and highest paid Account Manager, she achieved her goal and was content with the rewards for her hard work. The  penthouse apartment overlooking Central Park and a nest egg in the bank. Her love life was the only casualty. She leaned over and slapped the intercom button.

 " Alicia."

" Yes, Ms. Rymer."

" What are the appointments for this afternoon?"

" Mr. Leonardo and  Alejandro Castillo from Castillo Custom Corset and Lingerie are slated for 2:30."

" Have everything set up and ready."

" Yes Ms. Rymer."

  She wanted to cancel but knew from the Castillo's portfolio that their business could mean millions for the company and international exposure for her. Olivia looked at the clock. It was 2:07pm, she got up and walked over to and opened the armoire. She practiced her professional look, and was ready to dazzle the  perspective clients.  The reflection in the mirror said, " What are the three R's of advertising? Read the client, Roll out an effective campaign and Raid their pockets." She smiled, smoothed her dress and was ready.

  Alicia pushed the squeaky refreshment cart as she spoke with the clients.  There was a  light knock at the door and it opened.

Olivia greeted them with a firm handshake and a smile.  

" I am Olivia Rymer, your account manager."

The older man smirked and said with equal verve.

 "I am Leonardo Castillo and this is my son, Alejandro."

" It is a pleasure to meet you both." she stated and  

showed them to a oversized leather couch."

The two men waited for her to be seated before they took theirs.

Alicia, offered the men appetizers while Olivia took the pause in time to study the two men. The older Gentleman, Leonardo, had a weathered well travel look and appeared refined in his manner. He did not work at machismo, it was innate. The younger man , Alejandro, was handsome and much more raw in his manner.  She tasted his dominance and it tasted like  a thick sweet honey. The thought of it made her cross her legs. They were half way through their Mini Quiche and wine before she spoke.

" Gentlemen, I have read the proposal, gone over your portfolio and I am certain Morgan and Bristol, can meet your advertising needs.  The lingerie business is overrun by cheap materials, shoddy workmanship and  gaudy ads. The World Wide Web is over saturated as well. With that being said," She paused, rose from her chair and opened the door. Alicia rolled in a mannequin wearing the Naughty School Girl outfit from the Castillo line. Leonardo, watched intently as she began to speak again.

 " Take this outfit for instance. This material is durable but light, the stitch is professional and the look is provocative. The tie, skirt, suspenders and stockings will give any woman the choice to be the dominate or submissive.  The fact that you do custom work will appeal to the woman who doesn’t fit the average sizes. This consumer, is  willing to spend  money to look great in the bedroom.  These things will put you above the other manufacturers. BUT, none of it  means a thing if you don’t have the correct exposure. Your target consumer is male and female, multi racial, ages 35-55. The wealthy, trust funded, the working and retired consumer have ready expendable cash. The larger woman will spend more because she will require custom fitting." Olivia paused a moment, went and refreshed  their wine. As she handed back their glasses she surveyed them to see if her pitch was working. Leonardo put his hand over hers as he took the glass. She smiled, unsure of what to make of the lingering touch.  She returned to the mannequin but before she spoke, Leonardo rose and asked. " What about you Ms. Rymer? Is this something you would spend your hard earned money on? After all, you are also in my target demographic. What would you say if your husband gave you this outfit as a gift."

Olivia tried to remain professional,  but the older gentleman intrigued her.

"Mr. Castillo, I would purchase this outfit if I had someone to wear it for. And if I had a husband I would certainly be thrilled to receive such a gift." She was about to finish her pitch when Mr. Castillo stood and said.

"Ms. Rymer,  you have captured what the Castillo Company  is looking for. I am confident that you will create a campaign that will serve me and my company's needs."  With a broad smile, he took her hand, kissed it gently and said good night.

Olivia was surprised to find that she got moist in response to his kiss. His eyes were intense enough to make the heat that rose along her neck envelop her face and cause  a blush.  Alejandro, took her hand, shook it, smiled and said good night. Olivia walked the clients to the door and had Alicia set up  a return appointment for the presentation. She shut the door and  looked at the clock, it was after five, and she decided to write the notes up on the meeting. Alicia had gone for the evening, so Olivia set in to get the work done. She   poured the wine, took out her contacts, put on her glasses and transcribed the notes.

  After an hour she was bored with what she was doing she poured the last few drops wine from the second  bottle, she found herself staring at the mannequin. She stood up, felt unsteady on her feet and  she kicked off her red pumps. Olivia  walked over to the life size doll and contemplated whether or not the outfit would fit her. As a Latin woman she had more of a pear shape, large round buttocks, small waist and strong legs.  Never top heavy, the suspenders and tie could be a great compliment to her small perky breast. She took the clothes off the  mannequin, opened the  armoire and undressed in front of the mirror giggling.  She dressed up in the Naughty School girl outfit taking delight in each piece she put on. With  her back to the  mirror and tried to see herself from the rear. Her ass cheeks peeked out the bottom of the short skirt as  she slid on the white thigh high stockings.  The stilettos that came with the outfit caused her to sashay, instead of walk back and forth in front of the mirror.

" Ohhh, Mr. Principal, I have been a bad, bad girl. What is my punishment." she said with her lips poked out.

"Well, that depends on what you have done my sweet."

Olivia jumped at the sound of the man's voice and could see Leonardo Castillo standing in the doorway through the mirror.

" Oh my, Mr. Castillo." She stammered trying to use the armoire door as a cover.

" Why do you hide yourself? you are exquisite."

" I thought everyone left for the day."

" I think they have, I was so engrossed in your pitch that I left my jacket. " He said pointing to the overcoat that laid across the back of the couch. " Come out from behind the door, please." he said while gestured for her to do so. " You have nothing to be ashamed of, certainly nothing that I can see."

The wine in her body agreed with Leonardo and she stepped out. It was liberating to say the least. It had been a long time since she had been dressed sexy in front of a man.

" Is there more wine."

" Oh yes,"  Olivia went to the appetizer cart, bent over, opened the bottom door and  retrieved a chilled bottle of wine. Suddenly aware of how she looked, pouring wine, in a tight shirt, loose tie, ass revealing skirt, thigh highs and stilettos, made her warm and horny. Leonardo's expression said he was up for some fun.

Using a runway model prance, she  walked over to him and said "Here you go, Mr. Principal." and handed him his drink.

 He repositioned himself on the couch and Olivia knew why. The large mound trying to escape his  pants suggested a growing hard on. Swallowing her wine in one big gulp she sat the glass on the end table and started to give Leonardo a command when he spoke.

" Young lady, I believe they sent you to this office because you talk in class without raising your hand." He stood and opened his pants. " Now, kneel."

Olivia enjoyed the authoritative tone and went to her knees.

" The teacher says you don’t know how to be quiet. So, I want you to slip my dick in-between those sexy lips and fill that mouth of yours."

Olivia took hold of  his large male member and was surprised to see that her hand did not go completely around it. She held  it firmly, opened her mouth, and guided it in. Leonardo let out a small moan. She sealed her lips around it and moved her head back and forth. Leonardo moved in and out, in the opposite direction as she stroked his sack simultaneously.

" Yessssss, that’s it. You are a good girl, a good naughty girl."

He moved back and forth in her wet mouth as he spoke in unintelligible Spanish. He stopped abruptly " Get up and bend over the desk. Show me why the boys chase after you. "

Before going over to the desk she opened her legs shoulder width apart, bent over and using her hands she opened her self to him. Only one word escape his lips.

"Mercy."

Making sure he saw what she offered him, she  walked over to the desk, laid her wet and ready body on it. While it was a pleasant surprise to see the anaconda he carried around,  it had been awhile for her and she hoped he would take his time. Leonardo placed is palms on either side of her inner thighs and pushed her up as his wet tongue surprised her by playing with her clitoris. Sucking her sensitive clit then sticking his stiff tongue into her vagina as he moved her up and down. When he finally  put her feet on the floor, her knees nearly buckled. She had never been tongue fucked before and it was intoxicating. His tongue, moved in a circular motion with a slight pressure on her hard clit until her ears began to tingle and her skin became warm and prickly. She began to pant and gyrate on his tongue. The wave was coming so she moved faster and faster to help it along. 

 " Oh, right there. Please, please Papi. Don’t stop." she didn’t know who was talking nor did she care.

The pressure broke thru and she found herself sitting on his face unable to stop her legs from shaking. He slapped her butt hard and that snapped her to her feet. Leonardo pressed her down on the desk, grabbed one arm and held it behind her back as he entered her. She gasped, even as wet as she was it was still a shock. She was full of him. With his free hand he grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed in as far as he could go.

He said " What do you want your Papi to do?". Before she could answer her slapped her ass. The sting was painfully  pleasurable.

"Is that all you got Papi?, maybe I was wrong about you."

 He slapped her again and again. The heat on her ass told her of its redness.  He took her ass cheeks into his hands, moved them back and forth as his slid his dick in and out of her wet pussy.  The painful slaps and the pleasure of his thick dick rubbing up against her G-spot was more than she could handle and she screamed.

" More!"  And he gave her what she asked for, more.

The slapping, the rubbing, and the friction gave way to her exploding. Olivia laid face down on the desk panting for a moment and allowed Leonardo to rub his soft satisfied meat between her sticky wet butt cheeks.

 " Lovely, lovely girl, you have persuaded me not to send you to detention." he said as he breathed heavily.

They both burst out laughing.

   The next few weeks at work were mundane. She had passed the Castillo Custom Corset and lingerie account on to the Creative Management Department, but blushed when she ran into Leonardo and Alejandro after a meeting in the building.

She was sitting at her desk when Alicia came in with a box and sat it on her desk. She opened the box and on top of the tissue paper was a note that read, Tonight and please wear this month's featured outfit. Olivia stood up, pushed open the tissue paper and was instantly wet.

© 8/26/2013@11:38

Cheryl and Lois

An except from my novel, Eleven Minutes.    

   She stood  at the kitchen sink listening to the music  with her eyes closed lost in the thought of  infidelity. She smelled Lois’s  lavender body  soap and knew she was standing  right behind her. Cheryl felt Lois caress her thigh. The sound her skirt made rubbing against her stocking and garter, made her moist.  She kept her eyes closed imagining Addison taking her in the kitchen on the counter.  Lois’s hand pulled at her skirt. She was happy that she did not change clothes after work because she  loved to  fuck in pumps, especially, the red ones she had on now. She allow Lois access  to her panties and  Lois slid them to the kitchen floor as she teased Cheryl's breast with her tongue.  Cheryl stepped out of them and kicked them out-of-the-way. She unbuttoned and removed Cheryl’s shirt and bra without removing the tie. She kissed Cheryl softly  and enjoyed the sensation it brought.  Lois caressed her large heavy breast with her left hand while she explored Cheryl’s vagina with her right as she rubbed her body against hers.   

Lois  said in a commanding  low tone “Open your legs".

Cheryl didn’t know what had gotten into Lois but she was going to lay back and  enjoy the ride. It took every ounce of  restraint not to push Lois  to the floor and top her. Lois used her finger to put pressure on her  lovers clitoris. Cheryl's  clit  stiffened with joy at the attention.  Lois’s wet tongue and lips on her nipples made them rise and swell . She used her teeth and the pain of the bites took Cheryl to a different place. The pressure between her legs was getting hard to control and her hot, piney skin vibrated.  In  moments Lois was on her knees between her legs.  Cheryl leaned forward and  held on to the sink to steady herself. She parted her legs  wide enough to accommodate  Lois's face.  The light tickle of Lois's tongue as it circled her  sensitive asshole, made her knees shake. Her tongue teased the area with a euphoric intensity and Cheryl  panted "oh shit , fuck me...fuck me now".  Lois reached up and caressed Cheryl's  ass, stomach  and thighs as she ran her tongue over and in her vagina. She  tapped Cheryl's clitoris with her  tongue against her teeth for that special touch of pain that  Cheryl enjoyed so much. Cheryl gasped and the orgasmic wave began it journey to her  from the distance. She  allowed the "uh"  sound to escape her lips in rapid session . She held Lois’s head still  as she moved her hips back and forth, then around  on Lois's stiff tongue. When the wave came within reach Lois stopped and moved. Cheryl screamed in disbelief.

" Lay on the floor." Lois ordered.

For the first time in their relationship Cheryl did what Lois asked.  Lois crawled up her body slowly, licking her from  stem to sternum then laying her warm body on top of hers. She began to grind her vagina against Cheryl's in a slow circular motion. The two stiff  swollen clits  begged for release.  Lois gyrated  faster and harder making  Cheryl so desperate  to come that she let out a low long moan. She grabbed two large handfuls of Lois's ass and squeezed as hard as she could.  Cheryl  lifted and tilted her own pelvis moving it back and forth as she held Lois .  She gripped  Lois's ass, smacked it , and slipped her finger into her  asshole while she pressed herself as hard against her as she could.  The small squeal of joy Lois delivered made Cheryl's clit quiver and she released  the  pressure her body held.   Her knees locked  before they buckled, she groaned and panted as her body shuddered until  fluid ran down her engorged vaginal lips to her ass. Cheryl laid on the floor with her eyes closed until her body cooled. Finally,  the goose bumps and tingling subsided. When the last wave left she was able to open her eyes. Cheryl  was surprised to see Lois standing over her with her wet lips and mouth, smiling.  She was too weak to do anything except  watch Lois walk down the hall into the bedroom.

©2/26/2013@1:47am