I saw her standing in the doorway of the new lingerie shop - my ex-girlfriend. She was still slim, sexy and blonde, still able to make my pussy ache with desire as she looked at me. "Hi darling', she said. She gave me that look that used to send electricity to my pussy. "You look great". She pulled me into the doorway. "Remember what we used to do?"

Her voice made my nipples harden and my pussy moisten as her tone spoke of sex and debauchery. "I'm the manager of the shop now. I give the orders, follow me.'

I did as she commanded; how could I refuse? My body ached to be penetrated. I watched her arse quiver as I followed her into her office, closing the door behind her. Her office was filled with lingerie; panties, bras, suspender belts and stockings piled high on every surface.

She turned to me.'Strip everything off, you know what I want! On the table so I can watch!' My heart beat with nervous anticipation. I started to sweat as she atared at me. She reached towards me wiping the sweat from my trembling lips with her finger.

"You know you want to," she whispered. I stared back at her, my eyes full of desire as hse tasted my sweat and repeated her command. I did as she demanded, pulling at my blouse, dropping my skirt. She picked up a pair of black panties, and rubbed them over my face. My nipples stood on end, and my pussy flooded as I leant back on the table moaning her name. She took off my bra, and blew on my breasts. My cunt melted as her familiar hands penetrated my lips, exploring, as she gave me my first orgasm.

She knelt at my feet, pulling fishnet stocking up my thighs, clipping them to a black suspender belt. 'Look in the mirror', she demanded. 'Arent't you beautiful?'

I stared in the mirror watching her face in my cunt, her tongue licking at my lips, her fingers stroking my clit. I pushed my face further into my cunt as the first juices of my orgasm trickled into her mouth.

She turned me so I could see my arse framed in the mirror by the suspender belt, stockings and high heels. She smacked my arse and pushed my over her desk; she had always known how to treat me like a whore. She opened a drawer and pulled out a large black dildo. 'Remember this?' she whispered. I smiled in reply, hoping she would fuck me with it. I stood in awe watching as she lapped the dildo with her tongue then slowly pushed it into my cunt her eyes never leaving my face as she pulled at her nipple clips and fucked herself senseless. As she orgasmed she smiled at me, 'Relax honey', she said. 'It's your turn next.' I watched her remove the dildo from her pussy and push it into my open mouth, letting me taste her juices.

She stood behind me, watching us both in the mirror. I saw her rub her hands down my arse and felt her breasts on my back. 'Feel this', she commanded. I felt down at her waist. I ran my hands down its hardness, I knew it of old; it was her favourite strap-on. I moaned in arousal as my body bent of its own accord.

I stood on tip-toe, my arse raised in the air, just the way she liked it. She fingered my clit as she wakened another orgasm, then pushed my breasts down onto the desk. 'Move slut, arse up.' She pulled my hair back so I could see her face as she slowly plunged the strap-on into my quivering arse. She slapped my cheeks with a quick flick of her hand and tugged at my nipple chain. She filled my arse completely; she made me feel every inch of its length. 'You know you've missed it,' she said, as she fucked my arse with her favourite toy. 'I have too.'

As my arousal subsided, she slapped my arse and said: 'Ring me if you ever need that again.' She turned and left her office, shutting the door behind her.