Anne Receives a Fresh Position
Anne found herself searching for employment due to her mounting credit card debt. With each passing day, she struggled more and more to make ends meet. Despite the financial hardships, she felt ecstatic when offered a job at the local supermarket. Under the tutelage of Margret, the store manager, Anne learned how to balance the books and manage cash. As she gains trust in the workplace, she observed Margret spending an increasing amount of time outside of the office for shopping sprees and extended lunches. During this time, Anne noticed the surplus cash in the till, totaling over $300 on one occasion. To resolve the discrepancies, Anne kept the extra money, planning to use it to cover her university fees and buy a new T-shirt.
One day, while Anne thought she was closing the books correctly, she discovered a surplus of $30. In an attempt to balance the accounts, she took the extra cash and stored it, making a mental note to speak to Margret later. Instead, as Margret returned in a drunken stupor, Anne was asked to close the store, leaving her to handle the surplus money. As the weeks went by, Anne continued to run the office with surplus money in the till. Eventually reaching a near $400 surplus. Taking the money home to pay off her usual expenses, she couldn't help but feel grateful for her new source of income.
The following day, Margret came into the office in a distraught manner, calling Anne over to her office.
"I know what you've been doing, stealing money from the office!" Margret snapped.
"You'll need to call the police. It's company policy," she added.
Anne burst into tears, confessing everything from her financial troubles to the missing money. To her surprise, Margret chose not to involve the authorities and instead issued an ultimatum.
"Do you have all the money?", Asked Margret.
Shaking her head, Anne admitted to keeping some of the cash for her own needs. Margret then demanded one last thing.
"I want you to strip down naked and stand here," said Margret.
Surprised, Anne removed her clothes according to Margret's instructions.
Margret circled the room, examining every inch of her body. Anne obeyed with every move Margret ordered, from removing her dress and bra, to sliding off her knickers.
"Bend over the desk," she commanded.
Anne obeyed, bracing her hands against the sturdy wooden surface.
A smack on her bottom made Anne jump. Margret flicked away the tissue and smirked at Anne.
"You're a naughty girl," she remarked, slapping her repeatedly. The force of the spanking left Anne feeling incredibly aroused.
When Margret's touching got more sensual, Anne found herself moist between her legs with every stroke. Anne followed every command until Margret walked behind her and slipped two fingers into her soaking wet core.
"Open your legs," Margret ordered. Anne obliged, her pussy clenching around the dipping fingers. Just as she neared climax Margret ceased her touch, leaving her teetering on the edge of orgasm.
"Now dress yourself and put on this brassiere."
Anne was about to re-dress when Margret clarified, "But don't put on your panties."
With springs in her step, Anne carried on her daily tasks, her desire taking control. As lunchtime approached, she found herself unable to wait any longer and rushed to the changing rooms to masturbate.
Margret reappeared at two, summoning Anne to her desk.
"Anne, I've decided to let this go. Now I need you to wait at the house tomorrow dressed in your lingerie. If you do everything I ask, I'll pay you $300."
Anne reacted with astonishment and excitement. Later that evening, Anne fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of the sensual experience she had with Margret and occasionally orgasming in her slumber.
Anne pondered for a moment. She owed Margret, required the money, and the concept of her in lingerie serving folks aroused her, so she consented.
On a Friday, Anne donned a blue pencil skirted bikini and a see-through lacy bra. A sundress was worn on top. As Anne pressed the doorbell at Margret's house, she sensed an excitement brewing within her, excited about what lay ahead. Margret freely welcomed her in and ushered her into the living room, where three others were stationed. Margret disclosed to Anne's surprise the three individuals were her husband, Mark; a well-dressed, slim friend named Grant; and an attractive woman in her late 30s, Helen, clad in a tight skirt and blouse with a degree of professionalism.
"Anne, you will be our server this evening," Margret announced proudly.
Margret guided Anne into her spare bedroom. "Alright, show me," Margret beckoned, gesturing for Anne to remove her dress. Anne gracefully shed her attire, revealing her provocative attire. The blue bra and panty set featured a G-string that exposed her attractively curvaceous posterior, which prompted Margret to caress Anne's bottom slightly. Liking what she saw, Margret examined Anne's posterior in detail and even delivered a smack to her rear. Margret then guided Anne to the kitchen, requesting her to bring champagne for the gathered individuals.
Before serving the champagne to the guests, Anne watched from a distance as Helens' hands covertly stroked her own buttocks while they remained seated at the dining table. Mark undeniably made his admiration for Anne apparent, complementing the work she was performing. Anne felt already aroused by their awed reactions. As Anne turned back towards the kitchen, Margret held out two flutes, making it perfectly clear to Anne that she must consume the content herself.
Anne returned to the lounge, rejoining the group. Margret and Anne retired to the dining table, where Anne was urged to sit next to Helen. Helen's fingers traveled up and down Anne's leg, intensifying the latter's arousal. Grant's eyes fixed on Helen's hands. They completed their dinner course when Anne resumed her interactions with the group. Margret instructed Anne to collect the plates.
Once in the kitchen, Margret queried Anne regarding her state. Anne replied cheerfully, "It's fun."
As she returned to the main group, Helen asked Anne to take a seat beside her. While they chatted, Helen's hands commenced stroking Anne's thigh, sending shivers down Anne's spine. A light, sensual touch was interwoven with efforts that elicited increasingly intense reactions. Helen's hands explored Anne's body but left her yearning for more.
Margret called for dinner to be served, stating it was ready. The guests moved to the dining table, where Anne assisted Margret in serving the main course. Anne's gaze roamed over Grant's erected bulge as she served. When Anne offered Helen her assistance, she observed Helen's dress had ascended, exposing her enticing lingerie.
They exchanged conversation while Anne brought an assortment of wine. As she approached the table, her hands were met with boldness - these hands slipped over her. A hand moved its way under Anne's panties, further arousing this aroused server. Anne covertly dropped the wine as she felt a formidable finger penetrate her. With guests in the vicinity, their reactions were muffled, yet Helen's fingers violated her confinement by inserting themselves within Anne. Anne's focus alternated between Helen, who controlled her happiness, and Mark, who found himself with an obvious erection.
Main course consumed, Margret ordered Anne to stand beside her. "Anne, my dear, listen up. Helen has something for you." Helen stood, seductively lifted her skirt to reveal her wet pussy to Anne.
Not knowing what was expected of her, Anne hesitantly accepted the invitation and approached Helen, falling to her knees and faced with the untouched legs as her plump lips inched closer to her goal. Anne's expert mouth snuggled between Helen's legs, kissing her at every angle while her nimble fingers explored her. Anne's mouth teased Helen's sensitive g-spot as she licked her from top to bottom, sucking her clitoris. After momentary hesitation, Helen seized Anne's head and oriented it towards her pussy, subsequently pulling her in and pushing her hips against Anne's face. It was not long before Helen reached her peak, leading to a refreshing outburst of pleasure. Anne's mouth had caught Helen's sweet taste, and, looking over, Anne discovered Grant standing close by.
Grant thrust his trousers aside, baring the length of his 7" thick, hard cock. Anne's unique technique elicited a lengthy groan and prompted Grant to unfasten his trousers. Anne's wet finger glided over her as Helen's hands occupied her breasts. Helen inquired, "Anne, you're quite keen on his cock, aren't you?" Anne muffled noises of approval, resulting in Grant's unfiltered reaction as Anne wildly grasped it.
Quickly, Grant flooded Anne's mouth with blistering spurts, making her gag.
"Good job, sweetie," Helen said approvingly, handing Anne a napkin to cleanse her slobbering lips.
Anne's arousal was unwavering as she still savored Grant's sperm. Margaret undid Anne's bra and told her to remove her panties.
Mark ambled up to Anne, pinched her nipples, and then squatted down to lick her breasts.
"See? Mark's a real breast man," Margaret remarked cheerfully.
Mark's seasoned oral skills ensured that he worked on entire breast before devoting time to Anne's nipples. As Anne became soaked, she noticed that Margaret was massaging herself between her legs. Anne observed Margaret's touch with keen interest.
"Anne, descend and lick me," Margaret ordered.
Anne fell to her knees and her mouth engulfed Margaret's wet pussy. Margaret shuddered as she pressed Anne's face against her clit. Everybody admired how Margaret used Anne's tongue. Anne's finger went inside, which sent Margaret comaring ecstatically.
Once Margaret's climax subsided, Mark helped Anne stand back up. His semi-hard member was thrust into his pants. He guided Anne onto the table. Mark spread her legs and plunged his wet fingers inside her pussy. Mark patiently explored her insides, rubbing her walls with his fingers. His practiced fingers found her G-spot and sparked her pleasure. He also fondled her nipples. She craved to have his penis inside her. Mark slid his thick tool into her, widening her. He felt strong, and as he filled her. He commenced to thrust heavily. Anne opened her eyes to see everyone observing. His bouncing balls smacked against her outer lips. She appreciated being used. It wasn't long before Mark exploded inside her. He held it there, pulsating within her, throbbing. She felt his semen seeping out.
"Mmm, good job," murmured Margaret. "Enjoyed that, didn't you, Anne?" She nodded.
"But you haven't came yet, have you, Anne?" Margret teased.
"Go into the living room. You could put on a little show for us?" Margaret proposed.
Anne was escorted into the living room and supplied a vibrator. The four witnesses watched as she flipped it on and pressed it against her clit. She lay back and spread her legs, allowing everyone to observe. She was quite aroused. Margaret told her to fuck herself. Anne heeded her instruction and plunged the vibrator deep within her.
Anne often rub one out while imagining being watched. The open state in front of these people had her pussy drenched with Mark's sperm as she teased her nipple with the vibe. It didn't take long to feel her orgasm gather momentum.
"Cum for us," Margaret commanded.
Anne climaxed in the most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced. The climax rippled through her body as she reached an orgasm again and again. She collapsed, exhausted and blushed.
When Anne opened her eyes once more, Margaret informed her that she did a splendid work and it was time for her to leave. Anne rushed to gather her clothes and arrived at the front door, discharged.
Margaret awaited her on the way out and gifted her three hundred dollars.
"If, in the future, you need some extra cash, you may consider doing this in stead of raiding the office," Margret suggested.
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