This is Part 2 of Customer Service. Read Part 1 here.
It would never have occurred to me – professional as I am, and to the nth degree, too – that I would ever find myself in the small hours of the morning in a luxury suite at a West End hotel with my best client near naked in front of me.
Not only that, but she and I both knew that I was utterly in her power as she mesmerized me with her subtle yet ultimately very direct seduction. And having told me – in response to my compliments on her very decent and humane way of dealing with people, how much she enjoyed making an impact, exerting her power – here I was, on my knees in front of her on the thick soft carpet of her suite. My hands lay on her thighs, gently feeling the silkiness of her hold-ups. I was fully dressed; my stomach was tight in anticipation and lust, and my cock was throbbing. I was rock hard.
She, meanwhile, sat magnificently in her sheer bra and panties, gazing very intently into my eyes as knowingly, she fascinated me with the movement of her hands over her own body. Her erect nipples strained at the fabric of her bra as she teased them gently. Her flat belly was tight and toned as she ran one palm across it, and a slow smile crept across her face as her right hand slipped gently inside the elastic of her panties. She parted her thighs still further and watched in satisfaction at the lust on my face as she gently touched herself and moaned gently, appreciatively.
I had been told that I might touch her, but not inside her clothing. As I watched, mesmerized by the sight of her hand reaching further down, seeing the movement of her fingers as she curled them round inside herself, desperate to see more, I was able to run my hands up her fantastically elegant, toned legs; I enjoyed the silky feel of her stockings, and then with delight the softness of her thighs in the gap between her hold-ups and her panties. Her skin was warm, smooth and soft; as I ran my thumbs further upwards I could feel the muscles in her groin tensing and pushing against me. I ran my thumbs along the outer seam of her panties, just millimetres from where her fingers worked gently. I could feel the heat and the dampness of her crotch and I pulled the material tighter, watching as the fabric stretched over her hand, seeing how it pulled tightly into the crevice between her buttocks.
With a jolt I noticed the dampness on the fabric, and reading my mind she grinned lasciviously and slowly pulled back her hand and then offered it to me. She ran the back of her fingers over my cheeks, under my nostrils, and I literally felt rather than smelled her fragrance as it hit my senses like a shot of heroin to the brain. I felt my cock involuntarily twitch and heard myself gasp and breathe in heavily and noisily before quickly turning my head and capturing her fingers in my mouth. I licked the juice from them and was full of the taste of her. As it flooded through me I was mindful of her rules – outside her clothing! – and I risked pushing my hand between her legs. She opened them further and pushed back as I flat-palmed her mound and pushed my fingers gently between her labia, a thin layer of fabric between my skin and hers. It was satisfyingly wet, slick with her juices, and I realised again that this woman knew exactly what she wanted.
She leaned back in appreciation of the view; her fingers in my mouth, my tongue slavishly tasting her as I pushed against her groin. She moved against me, sliding back and forwards on my hand. I marvelled at the wetness of her knickers and wanted nothing more than to move inside them but she laughed at me, taunting me. ‘’You want my cunt, don’t you Andy?’’ she said. ‘’Do I taste good?’’
Her mention of her cunt made my cock twitch and I pushed harder against her wetness and felt her react, pushing back against my hand, forcing my fingers further between her lips. I didn’t bother to answer but looked her in the eyes as she grinned.
She pulled away and stood for a moment, allowing me to stare at her beautiful body, my face flushed with lust and cock straining against my trousers. Then she reached behind and smoothly released her bra, freeing her lovely firm, round breasts and fingering the nipples gently with her fingertips.
She nodded behind me. ‘’Sit in the chair’’ she ordered, and I obediently sat back in the huge armchair. With an intense look on her face she climbed onto the wide flat arms of the chair and raised herself up on her knees facing me. I was looking straight at her crotch, the sheer fabric stretched tight across her pussy, her aroma filling my senses. She toyed with me a moment more then moved forwards towards me…. ‘’Why don’t you have a taste?’’ she said, and waited for me to respond.
There was only one thing I could do…. ignoring her rule about moving inside her clothing, I slid my hands behind her and lifted her, each hand filled with her firm, soft flesh. I pulled her towards me until at last her crotch was right in my face. I ran my tongue the length of her pussy, licking the soaking wet silky fabric of her panties. I pushed hard against her and felt her pushing back into my face. With my mouth full of my own saliva and her juice, I drowned her crotch in fluid, pushing out a jet and then sucking it back in through the fabric. She gasped at the force of it and at last, at last, she pushed my head back for a moment then brutally pulled her panties aside and with her hand on the back of my neck she pulled my face into her cunt again.
I tongued her frantically, wanting to drink her into me; my tongue explored her folds and I felt the nub of her clit harden and enlarge further; as the tip of my tongue touched her there she pulled my head in harder and I tongued her rapidly from side to side. She gasped, and I wondered if she would have me make her come like that, but I was mistaken; after a short while, she pushed my head away and grinned at me through lust engorged eyes. She kissed me then, her tongue filling my mouth, and then, pulling away completely, she nimbly raised herself off the chair, whipped off her panties completely and then turned around, repositioning herself with her back to me, her knees on the arms of the chair and her exquisite rear level with my face. She backed up to me and as she leant her head down and raised her arse to me I found myself with her pussy centimetres from my face and her buttocks spread in front of me.
I knew she wanted my tongue again and I licked with the flat of it all the way up the length of her labia, pushing between them and opening her up as I did so. I continued all the way up and gently, then harder, I rimmed her tight arsehole with the tip of my tongue, finally pushing just inside her. She groaned out loud and I felt her hands roughly open my flies and pull my cock out. At last, I sprang free of my clothing and I felt expert hands very firmly working on my shaft, her mouth devouring the head of my cock. As sensation flooded through me I thrust my tongue as deeply into her cunt as I could reach and began to fuck her with it. She pushed back against my face, grinding her pussy into me, my tongue buried in her as far as it would go; I pulled back a moment and gazed at her spread opening, her hole open wide, and then I plunged back inside her.
I knew neither of us would last long like that and wondered if she would come on my face as she sucked me off, but just as I thought that was her intention I felt her move away again and once again turn to face me. Raising herself up on her knees she faced me. I gazed in fascination, my cock throbbing and wet with her saliva, as she frantically slid two fingers deep inside herself and then finally worked her clit with the flat of her hand, her fingers brushing hard and fast from side to side. Her frantic fingerwork could only have one result now I knew; this beautiful woman was about to make herself come in my face. Moments later I saw a massive spasm wrack her body and heard her emit a deep, guttural groan as her orgasm began to grow. It was as though wave after wave of intense sensation was possessing her body, travelling the length of her; her eyes were wide open, staring intently at me as she poured on the stimulation, torturing her body with intense feeling. She spasmed repeatedly, as though an electric current was flowing from her groin as she charged her clit. A prolonged groan came from her – her hand moving faster than ever now – and suddenly she came wildly, a stream of juice firing out of her, soaking me from the face down. No woman had ever done this to me before and I marvelled at the massive power of her orgasm. As burst after burst coursed through her and she began to slow, she pulled my face back into her and I began to drink the delicious fluid from her soaked, engorged cunt.
She held me to her and then relaxed; slowly she sort of slithered back down my body, her knees sliding inwards off the arms of the chair until she was crouched over me, her face level with mine. From nowhere she produced an unwrapped condom and deftly rolled it onto my cock with barely a pause. With my hands reaching round behind her, grasping the cheeks of her arse, I pulled her down onto me and at last, at last, I felt her slide down onto my cock, which felt harder and bigger than it ever had before. The soft wetness inside her was almost impossibly delicious.
In that position she slid right down on me with ease, the head of my cock just reaching her cervix; wildly, she began to fuck me, sliding off me completely them ramming her cunt back down onto my cock. We held each other’s heads, creating a single, thrusting solid body. Her eyes bore into mine and quickly we began to come together. I felt my sap rise, and I thrust upwards harder than ever as she sank down onto me. And as I felt the muscles of her vaginal wall tighten once again in spasm, I exploded inside her. As my cock spasmed, she held herself down on me and leant forward, kissing me wetly, the juice on my face filling our mouths as our tongues danced. Her kisses on my neck made me squirm as my orgasm began to subside, waves of sensation gently diminishing as they ran through me from my feet upwards.
As we both subsided, I felt her body relax and she slumped onto me, my cock buried inside her still. We lay there for a moment, shocked into stillness by the intensity of the moment. She looked at me; “come to bed” she said, “and get the rest of those clothes off……”