1. Lesley part 20


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Mature, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Lesley's kitchen said 1.15pm and she picked all her bag up and headed for the door. Her phone rang as she got into the car....Rob. The conversation was totally one sided and all she said was 'hello....ok....bye' the conversation, still lasted over three minutes. That was their second phone conversation, since they met this morning. She drove to work, and parked in her normal spot. She had a clean pressed uniform on and her hair was immaculate and spiked up with gel. She had done her makeup again. and wore the brightest red lipstick she could buy in the short time she had at the shops. Under her uniform she wore totally black underwear. A black peephole bra, crotchless black silk panties, a black suspender belt and black seamed stockings. She wore black stilettos probably inappropriate for work but she didn't care. Her ass was douched, her pussy freshly sc****d and everywhere was sprayed with a nice perfume. All her underwear was courtesy of her visit to the sex shop. She through her head back high and walked in the staff entrance. Bring it on.!! McPeevie was dealing with the inspection team and as normal in these trying days it wasn't going well. Lesley got though the first hour without any major trauma or confrontation. She helped bathe a couple of women and then went onto mid afternoon teas. She had just filled her trolley in the kitchen recess when Dot told her that Mcpervert wanted her in his office...now. 'Fuck' she thought, but knew it was inevitable. She walked the ...
    short way to the managers office and, standing outside took a deep breath and knocked at the door. &#034Enter&#034 came the Scottish drawl. &#034Aargh. Lesley..come in....sit down&#034. His eyes absorbed the quite respectable 49 year old, who, last night, had had her tongue deep in his arse hole and had screamed obscenities when she had passed out after being fucked u*********s. Her hair was well styled, and....she was wearing seamed stockings....his favourite. &#034Hold on...turn roond first. They stockings are just...greaat. Why....yee durty wee Gurrl&#034 &#034May I sit now?&#034 &#034No yee fucking cannot...yee sit when I say...ok&#034 &#034Ok&#034 she said bravely. &#034Ave had a fucking bad day...they fucking inspectors are bastards&#034 &#034Oh I see&#034 &#034Gonna he here till midnight at this rate....ah wiz hopin to get some playtime today but it's gonna be hard....fuck...tell ya what..ave gotta see what's under yon uniform. It looks fucking ace. Tak it off slowly...might fancy eating me some pussy for dinner...aye. That'll be gid...tak if off noo gurrl.&#034 Lesley had practiced this moment a few times this morning. On Robs instruction, he had told her, that to beat him....she had to be better than him. She had to be more dominant than him. He told her that it had to be done gradually, so he didn't really notice, she had to make him like her, to gain empathy. Not an easy task, but doable. She still needed an edge. Lesley had been told by many people recently that her ...
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