Amy Starts Work

[ozme52]

Hank

The girl was a little inexperienced in giving a therapeutic massage, she really didn't dig into Hank's muscles. she was very good in giving a sensual massage. Her hands titillated his skin as they caressed and kneaded and soothed along his skin.

Hank was thinking of Karen and what a delightful gift she'd given him. The massage was great but so was the fulfillment of one of his unspoken fantasies. The "Naughty Lady" stroked high up between his thighs, she brushed his balls several times and even slid her fingers between his ass cheeks.

Hanks cock had grown turgid. The masseuse worked on his glutes and the feeling of ihis cock as it rolled back and forthebetween his abdomen and the padded massage table very nice. Almost better than a handjob... almost. Hanks cock jerked at that thought. Was that possibly included? Hank's massage fantasy suddenly expanded to include the lewd thought.

Hank's breathing had become a bit labored, kind of an opposite effect from his normal relaxed "massage mode" so he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, almost sighing, trying to relax his muscles again. He heard the whispered rustle of cloth and saw a wispy. silky looking piece of clothing, a robe?, settle to the floor beneath the table.

Gawd!! What's she wearing? Bra and panties? Maybe a thong? Garters and stockings? Hank's mind lurched... Could she be naked!!!

Hank couldn't see anything but the occassional glimpse of her pretty feet but in his mind's eye.... Yes! Naked. In his minds eye, he subconsciously chose the "faceless" image he'd previously conjured up. (Not Amy, his mind didn't even go there. But it was Amy's faceless body that he'd settled on.)

Hanks' attention came back to the massage as the masseuse cupped his balls and stroked the skin along his perineum. That made Hank groan and he unconsciously slid a hand under his abodmen and eased his prick to a more comfortable position. It cam free and now pointed down towards his feet, resting alongside one thigh...

Hank slid his hand back down along his sides and sighed contentedly as he felt the girls thighs occassionally brush his hand. He let his fingers stiffen so he could maintain those contacts longer, feeling the incredible softness of her flesh on his finger pads, until she moved away, then returned, and moved on once again. Was she doing that on purpose? Did she find it pleasent? Hank hoped she did.

 

[Frambois]

Amy

The guy moves a little as I cup him and stroke, like he is uncomfortable the way he is laying and I move back a little whilst keeping my hands on him.

I pause as he adjusts his position bringing his arms down by his sides, Oh, I wonder if?

I notice him slip one hand under his body before placing it by his side, he must have had to move his 'thing' it must be hard!

Leaning back to the table I freeze he touched me, not an accident his fingers are touching my hip, just above the thin waist band of the G string, as I move to re start the massage I can feel his fingers just grazing my body.

tell him not to touch... but it may have been accidental, and anyway if I am to make him, make him cum, make him cum!

I am full of uncertainty, thoughts fiiling my head when I suddenly see it, big and long and laying under his thigh, he has pushed it down from his belly so I can see it, he wants me to see it

It is not hard yet like Tucks, but it looks so big, darker than the skin of his leg and it moved! twitched as my hand squeezed his thigh

Ok, this may be the way to do it continuing as before I allow my fingers to touch it, as if by accident, as I stroke his bottom again.

Oh wow! as I continue to stroke the thing grows in front of my eyes, it looks painfull as it stretches down the inside of his leg, I can barely take my eyes off it, every time my fingers graze the flesh it seems to twitch and grow longer.

that must hurt

"If sir was to lift....."

"If sir was to lift just a little, he may be more comfortable" I stammer quietly, as I slip my oily hand under it.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White:

"Liz, there's not a single doubt in my mind," he says as he stops the music and looks into her eyes so she can see just how honest he's being, "that you could make yourself and the club a ton of money.
"However, I've been thinking and I just can't hire you so it would be damned unfair to you to let this go any further.
"I've taken your time and made you wait, I've damned sure enjoyed watching you and really wanted more but I have to stop you.
"It'd just be a damned bad idea, as much as I want to, to hire you since your husband doesn't know about this.
"I don't need a pissed off or jealous husband shooting up to breaking up the place when or if he found out.
"Let me give you the fifty dollars you sooo sneakily won," he smiles, "and treat you to all the drinks you want tonight, if you wanna stay here that is, and do accept my apologies Liz."

 

[ozme52]

Hank

Hank suddenly realized he'd adjusted the position of his cock when the masseuse brushed her fingers along his shaft and it began to lengthen and harden.

And though titilating to have her touch him like that, now that it began to harden it also wanted to "rise" and he became uncomfortable as it began to feel awkwardly forced down along his leg.

Even as Hank squirmed to take the pressure off, she stroked it again and again... and it felt very good...

...and Hank got even harder and more uncomfortable in this position.

"If sir was to lift...." ...and turn over, Hank finished the sentence in his head, he'd had had many massages, that's what they say....

Hank started to roll over just as the masseuse took his cock fully into the palm of her hand. It throbbed and thrust up, sliding from her grip as Hank lifted his ass and plopped down on his back.

The mask slipped on his face and he couldn't see anything except a bit of one flickering candle that caught his peripheral vision.

Hank started to remove the mask but remembered that Karen really wanted to go with this masqued ball theme and he didn't want to spoil it for her, so instead Hank moved his hands to adjust the mask, so that he could at least see.

He wanted to see what the girl looked like.

 

[Frambois]

Amy

Oh god...!I was just going to reposition him, and he has taken the chance to turn over, I think I hoped to get him to finish into the towel or something, not have to wank him eooh

Now I don't know where to look, and I gaze at his feet, trying not to look at his body all naked on the table.

I need the oil again, thank god he is blindfolded

Trying hard not to look at him, I reach over again for the oil, I can't help but see his thing cock Amy laying on his tummy, pointing to one side of his navel, it looks so big now, the candle light flickers on the traces of oil left on it by my fingers.

I am trying to hold my breasts with my right hand so they won't touch his body as I reach over him for the oil, but my hand is slippy with the oil and my left breast grazes across his chest and I feel his arm pressing against my tummy.

"Thats it Amy, stroke his body with those big tits of yours, lets see that big shaft between them, remember the tip"

Ed! what the...? The ear peice! I had forgotton the ear peice when I hear Ed's voice in my ear, telling me what to do.

I am frozen in place for a moment, as I allow my breasts to press gently against his chest as Ed tells me, the turning towards his feet I stretch out to stroke my oily fingers down his thighs, allowing my breasts to move across his belly.

I can't help but look down, my breasts are pressed to him, just above his cock, it looks rock hard and big, lifted off his belly slightly, there is a wet patch on his skin where it had lay, and it twitches, a vein on the side pulses as I watch it disappearing under the soft flesh of my breasts as I move down his legs.

As I pause, feeling it hard and moving gently against my flesh I feel his hand just patting my thigh softly, quite high like he is trying to fondle my bottom. testing how far.

I stiffen and cough a little as I lift up off him, he takes the hint, his hand stops moving, but stays there touching me.

"lets see you hold it, oil it Amy" Eds voice commands in my ear as I look back down at him.

Still avoiding looking at his face as I draw my hands together, then with one hand pressed on his tummy I place the other flat onto his shaft, it jumps at my touch which shocks me and I pull back my hand in fright.
His tummy muscles are really hard and tense and a long slow yessss comes from him as my hand goes back down, and closing my eyes, I allow my oil covered fingers to wrap around him. It feels hard and yet soft at the same time, it is hotter than the rest of his body and seems to pulse with a life of its own.

He starts moving his hips gently, hardly noticable, but the shaft is pushing up into my motionless hand, each upward push reveals more of the swollen head, glistening wet in the candle light.

I can hear him murmering, but cannot make out the words. Not sure what he is saying I glance towards his face.

Its like a thousand flash bulbs going off as I see the face in the candlelight, his eyes covered by a black blindfold, mouth open, a strange smile on his face, his breathing short, my hand suddenly grips harder no, no way, it can't be I drag my eyes from his face in disbelief back to look down past my oil covered, bare breasts to my hand wrapped around his thick pulsating shaft as it moves up and down in my clenched fist.

Bizzarly my next thought is to notice that my fingers can barely reach around the thickness of it. let go Amy, it's your....but if I stop now he could get mad and.....think - he does not know its me...don't panic....

A million thoughts are racing through my head as I watch my father fucking his little girls hand.

 

[ozme52]

Hank

Hank couldn't get the domino adjusted right and it was too dark, with just the candles to really make her out. He could only really see her partial silhouette but even so, from what he could see, she had a great shape.

Hank gave up and just closed his eyes as the "massage" (and Hank was now putting mental quote marks around the word,) got serious.

The girl drug her full tits down his belly and across his cock as she stretched to reach and rub his thighs. Hank flexed his cock trying to help it slide between her oily mamms.

Hank slid his arm, trapping her leg between it and the table and stroked the length of her thigh, relishing the softness of her flesh. Feeling the beginning curve of her ass. Hank curled his fingers and stroked the back of her leg and around toward her inner thigh, even softer to the touch.

Hank rested his hand there savoring the feel of her skin under his fingers, momentarily unsure of himself as he felt her stiffen. Then, such concerns deserted him as he felt her take his cock in her hand. She rubbed it, first with the flat of her hand and then took him fully within her grip and began to stroke him.

"Yessssss" Hank hissed with pleasure.

"That's the way" Hank's thoughts unconsciously vocalized, barely heard even in his own ears.

She teased him by slowing down and Hank's body took up the rhythm until she all but stopped, squeezing him strongly as Hank forced his shaft back and forth through her tight, oily hand.

 

[Frambois]

Amy

what can I do?

I am frozen with fear, my right hand is gripping his shaft whilst he thrusts upwards, his legs wide, feet flat on the bed. My other hand rests on his hard, flat belly and can feel the tension in him.

thank God he can't see, maybe if I hold still he will finish

His hand is still holding my upper thigh, his fingers moving rhythmicly with his thrusts upwards.

But he now seems more relaxed about it, just pumping into my hand, I dare to take a look and he has a small smile on his face

I never saw him look like that, a strange happy look and his hand is stroking very close to the top of my inner thigh

I am not sure what to do when Ed's voice comes into the ear peice

"squeeze his balls Amy, and tickle his ass,"

With trembling hands I move my left hand to his shaft and free my right to slip down, cupping his heavy, pulsing balls in my fingers.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White w/ Karen Tucker, the wife:

In his office they've stopped looking over the costumes and are watching the monitor of Amy, whom she hasn't recognized, and her husband.

As they watch Mrs. Tucker, now Karen as he's now Ed when then speak to each other, has made suggestions about what her husband likes and enjoys that he relaying to Amy without using her name of course.

They've watched as Amy used her firm and lush young boobs on him when Ed suggested in, as she's finally using her hand on him and now as he's actively fucking her hand and he's just suggested, at Mrs. Tucker's suggestion, that Amy use her oily hand to rub his balls and ass.

Now Ed says to Amy via her earpiece, "As he's fucking your hand pump his cock and alternate squeezing and relaxing your hand a bit. And at the same time start rubbing his balls and ass."

 

[Frambois]

Amy

His ass!, rub his ass, pump it!

With trembling hands I try to do what Ed tells me, my left fist is moving slowly squeezing the hard thing, my hand looks so small around it. My other hand is cupping his balls and I allow my fingers to press and rub below his balls into the forest of soft dark hair between his cheeks.

The hand on my leg is patting, setting a rythm for me as I bend over him, try to make him finish. His fingers are reaching, trying to touch me higher up my thigh, so close now to my

please no...

Not wanting him to touch me I wriggle by bottom each way to dislodge the fingers. I have to find a way to stop this

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White:

"That's the way to do it. Don't stop.
"As you're doing that bend over and rub your oily boobs and nipples on the head of his cock and balls.
"He'll love that," Ed says so she'll hear it in her earpiece. "Remember the promise of the big tip if you can get him to cum."

 

[Frambois]

"...er and rub your oily boobs and nipples on the head of his cock and balls he'll love that,"

Eds voice purrs in my ear as I try to think of a way of getting away from my father on the bed, and the wandering hand that is moving higher up my leg, he is keeping his arm laying down all innocent but is stretching his fingers up towards the thin material of the G string, my only protection.

Without taking my hands from him I bend to let my breasts touch the wet head of his cock, my forearms pushing my breasts together. I am tip toes on my right leg, and my left is raised, my knee on the edge of the bed as I try to raise myself above the reach of his fingers.

"no touching sir" I wisper trying to disguise my voice.

I don't know what to do, I don't care anymore about the tip she mummy! will give me if I make him cum. Its what Ed said - "if you don't make him cum I will let him fuck you after dinner" I have to make him, some how.

 

[ozme52]

Hank

Her hands felt tiny against him as she switched her grasp and began to stroke Hank again.

Yeah baby, that's the way to stroke it... Hank thought. He smiled contentedly as the girl took up his rhythm and took his balls in her other hand and tickled his asshole at the same time. This was a great, for a handjob. Hank only wished he didn't have on the damned mask, or if wasn't quite so dark, so he could watch her hands stroking his cock. He could only imagine the tableau.

But Hank could "make up" for his temporary blindness by "enhancing" his other senses... In this case, his tactile senses. Hank's finger sought out the heat emanating nearer the cleft between the girls thighs. He could feel that she was wearing something, not totally nude as he'd hoped earlier, but Hank could tell they weren't panties. Maybe a thong, but probably a G-string. So Hank wormed his finger higher. Maybe capture some juice. Yeah!! Get a taste of this chick!!!

She wriggled her bottom against his finger, then teased him by withholding it. Up on her toes, then down again, bumping his fingers... before Hank could react she was up again...

Damn? Hank felt her half climb onto the massage table... She began rubbing her tits on his cock head. It felt real good, if only he could see...

"No touching sir.." Yeah, right. What a teaser. Spreading her legs like that. Hank slid his hand up her thigh and cupped her pussy.

Yeah Baby, a baldie!!! Hank could feel how hot she felt... and she was wet too!!! His middle finger slid right by the little string and parted her smooth lips......

 

[Frambois]

Amy

no, no no, no daddy, you don't know

I am on my tip toes, one knee on the bed as I try to lift away from his hand, his cock is gripped by one hand the other is against his balls, my oily fingers pressing against his bottom.

"please no. really no, don't do that, I will do what....but don't touch me there, please"

I am wriggling now, still gripping him, but trying to lift off the hand that has clamped to my mound, his fingers tryiing to enter me past the flimsey wet G string. I want to run from the room, but I know that Ed will stop me, even if daddy doesn't. he must not find out

"get astride and tit fuck him young lady, his wife says he loves a tit fuck, she is really getting off on your show, she is glued to the screen, I think she may cum first!" Eds voice in my ear, urging me on. "Or else.." he threatens as I imagine my mommy watching me. thank god for the mask and dim light, but still this is terrible...

Before I can stop myself I lift my leg over him, feel his finger pull from my swollen lips, so close to loosing control, so aroused and I get astride him. Luckily my legs are eitherside of his arms, he can't reach my bottom as I squeeze my legs against him, pinning his arms by his sides.

The action has pressed by body down on his, his cock between my breasts as I lift up, one hand still holding his shaft. His belly and upper thighs are glistening with oil, his cock head swollen and leaking wet stuff is he cumming?, my bottom is so close to his face, and I try to keep it raised as high as I can away from him, thank god he can't see! I think as I realize that the g string is pulled to oneside exposing my swollen, open sex.

As I pull my other hand free I realize with horror that my finger has actually slipped inside him, in his....! please god, let this end soon is all I can think as I feel his tight hole gripping as my finger pulls out of him wetly.

tit fuck! how? leaning over a little I allow my breasts to swing over his cock as I hold it upright with my left hand, then use my right hand and arm I attempt to push my breasts together, trapping him between the oily flesh, but its too slippy can't do it with one hand then...

hands! dad's hands! he has reached down with is hands and has grasped my breasts pulling me down and I have to use both hands on the bes to stop myself falling flat onto him.

He uses his hand to press my breasts, as the hang down around his shaft and he imediately starts fucking upwards into the oily softness. I can hear him groaning.

I try not to think of what I am doing, but I keep seeing his face again as I remember him looking at these same breasts this morning. How I cupped them to hide them from his eyes and now!

No! I scream in my head as I feel his breath on my bottom, and I squeeze my thighs and bottom cheeks to keep him from me.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White:

"That's it, let him push your tits together around his prick and fuck in between them.
"As he's doing it use your fingers on his balls and ass again.
"Slide one into his ass and fuck it in time to his tit fucking you.
"That'll make him cum and get you those big bucks and keep you from having to...." and he leaves the statement unfinished but they both know exactly what he means by it.

 

[Frambois]

Amy

I have to shut my ears to Ed's dirty talk as I kneel on all fours over my father, trying desparately not to think of my mummy watching all this and hearing Ed's lewd comments.

Looking down I can see his hands gripping my breasts and squeezing them around his cock, with each thrust upwards of his hips I see his cockhead emerge from between my oily breasts, the head is swollen and stick stuff is mixing with the massage oil in my cleavage, I can see my nipples being squeezed between his spread fingers.

My toes are digging in the leather of the massge table, almost lifting my knees as I try to keep his mouth from my exposed parts.

hot breath, so glad he can't see, my mask feels loose.. I risk lifting one hand, and supporting myself on the other reach up to make sure my mask is on right.

 

[ozme52]

Hank

The blood roared in Hanks ears as the girl pulled herself off of his probing finger and straddled his body.

Jeeze Hank couldn't believe this was standard fare for the Naughty Lady. Karen must have paid a bundle and promised a big tip for this kind of service and servicing.

Karen!! She must be going out of her mind. She loves this kind of action. Hank was almost surprised Karen wasn't by his ear encouraging and coaxing him on. Karen who knew him so well, she knew just what to say, just how to touch, just what he liked to see.

The girl, he no longer even thought masseuse anymore, the girl had straddled him. Her tits were bigger than he'd previously thought and hung below her chest pendulously. His cock slid nicely between them and he got a hand around each one and held them tightly around his cock. His hips took on a fucking motion as he pulled the girl down while he thrust up between them. He loved doing this to Karen though he prefered it when she knelt between his legs so he could see his cock sliding between her tits... But this was almost as good.

Hank was breathing heavily and he could feel his warm breath as it deflected off of the girls thighs and pussy and feathered back into his nose, so close he could almost taste her aroma.

The domino mask, still partly askew, allowed Hank to only see enough that he was aware the girl was teasing him with her loins. The flicker of one of the nearby candles slid in and out of his sight as she rotated her ass above his head. Her thighs blocked the candle light again as her ass rotated down and her pussy came close. Hank stuck out his tongue trying to take a swipe at her pussy and raised his head. (Fortunately, for Hank, that was also the moment that Amy lifted an arm trying to straighten her mask.

Hank's shoulder bumped the girl's thigh and her knee must have slid off the table because she lay her full weight on him. Her tits and chest fell on him fully, trapping his cock between his belly and her full chest, her shoulder onto his thigh, Hank could feel her hot breath between his thighs, tickling his ass cheeks. He could feel her soft tummy mold agains his chest.

And of course she smothered his face with her pussy as the weight of her legs on hips drove his head back down to the padded massage table...

But Hank got his mouthful of pussy as his tongue slithered up between her lips and tasted her nectar.

 

[Frambois]

Amy

I can feel his mouth close to my sex, I know how hot, wet and open I am from earlier when Ed caught me trying to... cum, need to cum

The mask feels loose and as I reach up with one hand to hold it in place keep it on, don't let them see your face he seems to push with his shoulders as he tries to get closer to my sex, I try but can't stop my legs opening and one knee slipping off the edge of the narrow bed.

The sudden movement forces my legs wide apart and drops my naked crotch onto his face! my upper body sliding full length on his, my face next to his cock as my breasts squash against his lower body.

He grunts in surprise but immediately I feel his mouth opening.

wet, running, open... I can feel myself almost explode onto his face as I feel his hungry mouth on my pussy inside me! his toungue is darting into me and I can hear the sound and feel his mouth kissing and licking at me as I struggle to lift myself off his body. Time seems to stop as resting on one elbow I try to work out how try to disentangle myself.

It is hard whilst holding my mask in place and my face is so close to his cock I can smell it, I am trying not to look but it is so close, I can see a vein pulsing and the hole at the end is hypnotic when he uses his hand to push it upright, thrusting it towards my face.

I have to close my mouth as it pushes wet against my lips as I struggle to free myself. It hits my mouth then my cheek and eye as he stabs in blindly at my face

It is hard to get off his face, one leg dangling down the side of the bed, my legs wide apart as I sit on his face he will suffocate! and I feel him gasp for air before licking me again.

The feeling is so intense it is like his face is inside me, I feel like I am flooding into his mouth, I can actually feel hear? him swallowing.

Wriggling my hips and pushing with one hand, holding the mask with the other, I manage to move myself backwards over his face, trying to avoid his cock as I slide back right along him, all the time his mouth licking at me, his hands groping me, pulling me on him as first my tummy then my breasts reach his face.

"let go please" I pant as he grabs me holding me still whilst my breasts are over his face, kissing and sucking on them, looking back along his body I can see him thrusting up into the air, his cock shiny and hard in his fist as he pumps, like an animal desparate for something to fuck.

Holding tight to my mask I finally break free, thers is a sucking sound as my nipple pulls free from his mouth and momentarily our eyes meet, his mask is slightly pulled to oneside when still feeling the suction of his mouth on my nipple I break for a door opposite the entrance, my legs are wobbly and feel strange as I stagger away from him.

I am so relieved to reach the sanctuary of the staff changing room with my mask in place. I must get away now, maybe Ed will...

Waitress! there is an outfit hanging there waiting for me, and a sheet of instructions. With a trembling hand I reach the paper and start to read what I have to do.

 

[ozme52]

Hank

She tasted lovely and her juicy snatch was tight, gripping Hank's tongue as he slithered it in and out of her. She really ground down on his face fully opening herself up to his tongue. Hank tried to find her clit but she started sliding off the table and it was over before Hank could really do much about it.

He felt her breath on his cock and balls and though his hips rocked up yearningly, his cock never found the moist warm cavern of her mouth. In fact, her face felt odd to him.

As she slid off, she dislodged the mask and Hank could see her better though not clearly, she was too close for him to easily focus, though not too close to enjoy.

As her feet hit the floor, her tits bounced against Hank's chin and he got hold of one firm tittie and sucked it into his mouth. Then she pulled away and he heard her asking him to let her go.

Hank sat up on the table. His mind confused. She was wearing a mask and looked like.... it was his faceless fantasy girl.

Hank sat up on the table and watched her scoot out of the room. What strange behaviour? Maybe she felt she had gotten carried away. It was getting pretty hot and heavy.

Hank had almost come but she'd stopped a bit too soon. Too bad... Where's Karen? Hank wondered looking around as he slipped off the mask. It had just interferred with his enjoyment. He'd hardly been able to see anything and Hank was a very visually oriented fellow. He jumped off the table and wrapped the short towel around his waist and was about to follow the girl in hopes of finding where Karen was.

Hank was confronted by a fellow who came in through the main door. A bouncer? Hank took the initiative.

"I'd like to see my wife now."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White:

Ed's taken Mrs. Tucker into the private party room and seated her at the table with a house special
a "SloeComfortabl******againsttheWall" drink in a tall glass and excused himself with a suggestion that she undress to her comfort level if she wishes and that he'll make sure her husband arrives shortly, and if he's agreeable, dressed, or undressed and he chuckles, as she last saw him in the massage room.

Closing the door Ed goes to the Massage Room and finds Mr. Tucker about to follow Amy into the changing room via it's connecting door to the Massage Room.

"Sir, if you'd follow me please, your wife is waiting for you in the private party room.
"Feel free to go as you are if you wish or, of course, you may dress once more if you'd prefer," Ed says as he steps into the doorway of the changing room.

When he's finished speaking to the guest of honor says over his shoulder to Amy, "Stay just as you are. I'll be back in a moment to add a bit more to your new outfit before you put it on."

[I have no idea what's happening and I've tried to correct it twice unsuccessfully but the name of the drink is a:
"Sloe Comfortable Screw Against the Wall" and if you've never had one it tastes like a "Creamsicle" or "Dreamsicle" ice cream on a stick.] (corrreting it for the fourth time maybe spaces will work)

 

[ozme52]

Hank

Hank relaxed. Not a bouncer. In that case....

"This will do," Hank answered as he snugged the towel a bit tighter around his waist as he retied the half-knot.

The man, must be a manager or the event organizer... barked a couple of instructions through the door at the girl.

Ahhh, all part of the show I guess. Hank was delighted he'd get to spend more time with the same girl. She was very sexy and so like his faceless fantasy girl...

Hank scratched his head as he followed the fellow to a second private room, with a table set for dinner, where Karen was waiting. Hank couldn't quite recollect when this "fantasy girl" had manifested itself in his mind. It was relatively new in his mind but he couldn't figure it out. Most of his fantasy girls were Karen in different get-ups and there were one or two women at work he occassionally thought about.... This new one... He just couldn't make the connection.

"Hi honey! That was one great massage!! You should have stayed... You could have joined in..." Hank was grinning as he leaned over and gave Karen a kiss.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White w/ Amy:

Back in the dressing room with Amy Ed smiles and says to her, "You did very well for your first massage Amy."

"It's to bad you couldn't get him to cum and make that extra tip money, but it's okay I have a feeling you'll get another chance at it during the evening," he says as he sits at the makeup table.

"Now come here and let me fix you up a bit before you put on your outfit you're going to wear as you serve them thier dinner."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White w/ Amy:

Back in the dressing room with Amy Ed smiles and says to her, "You did very well for your first massage Amy."

"It's to bad you couldn't get him to cum and make that extra tip money, but it's okay I have a feeling you'll get another chance at it during the evening," he says as he sits at the makeup table.

"Now come here and let me fix you up a bit before you put on your outfit you're going to wear as you serve them their dinner."

 

[Frambois]

Amy

The maids outfit he has me in is very tight.

A black basque is squeezing my waist and making my breasts look even bigger than before.

My bottom is almost naked, a black thong with a silly fluffy ball, and in front just a white apron. Very high heels and black knee length stockings.


The black mask tickles my face and he has piled my hair up on top of my head with a white lace cap on top.

I don't think I can do this "Ed, do I have to, I don't know what you want me to do"

My body is so aroused, I need to be alone for a little while, but other girls keep coming in and out of the changing rooms.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Ed White:

"Of course you do and you have to do anything that they want you to do too Amy.
"You'll carry in the food from the kitchen in courses, soup and salad then the main course and finally dessert.
"In between you'll come in here and I'll make costume changes before you serve the next course.
"You'll also serve them drinks as they eat. Wine's on the table and as they drink you'll refill their glasses when they want you to.
"You'll wait standing between and behind them and as they finish a course clear the table and when they're ready for the next course and tell you, you'll go and get it and serve it.
"Be sure your mask it snug and won't slip.
"Any questions," he asks as he walks around her looking her over and makes an adjustment on her bodice so that just the top arcs of her areola show.

 

[Frambois]

Amy

This is starting to sound like real work as he gives me instructions and takes every opportunity to mess with my clothes, touching and feeling me.

dirty old pervert, if my Dad knew he would.... I shudder as I realize the mess I am in. Dad is in there now, getting ready to.....hoping to...

I realize I just have to get through the waitress thing then escape. The mask is good, its is hard to see but it covers all my face, just a gap around my mouth and my parents have never seen my mouth with so much lipstick so that should be Ok.

"Ok I'll do it, but they havn't to........" he just laughs at me as if to say yes whatever.

As I stand there I can tell that my new panties are already damp from my aroused state, I am so wet I can hardly walk without driving myself higher. My nipples, tightly trapped by the bodice, are on fire. And I can still remember the feel of his hardness in my hand, the smell still on my fingers.

They just must not....please don't let them, just a meal I try to persuade myself that they won't do anything bad, and that I can serve quickly then escape before they.....