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  Only now did Rowena start to feel the onset of nerves. A voice inside her head whispered furiously that she had made a huge mistake coming here. That this wasn’t a place any good girl would even consider darkening the doors of. And that her mother would turn prematurely in the grave she was still thirty years away from if only she could see her daughter now!

  She took the seat offered to her as if she were on some kind of automatic pilot. Clarissa resumed her own seat and laced her fingers together, smiling back at Rowena across the top of the expansive desk. So much for informality, Rowena thought ruefully. Friendly as Clarissa’s manner was, it seemed at odds with the intimidating surroundings of her office.

  “Well, I have to say, your photo didn’t lie,” Clarissa struck up after a moment or two. “You are absolutely gorgeous!”

  Rowena didn’t know what to say! She could feel a hot flush creeping over her face. And not for the first time in the past twenty-four hours, she could barely breathe! She fought to clear her throat.

  “Mm, thanks, I guess!” she croaked, managing a smile of appreciation. She blew out her cheeks. “I’m sorry, but this is all a bit of a first. I’m not used to being seen as a sex symbol!”

  Clarissa raised an eyebrow in what seemed to Rowena to be genuine surprise. “Now that I find hard to believe. I don’t mind telling you that we had over fifty replies to the advert in the Gazette, and yours was the only one I chose to follow up.”

  Rowena stared. “But I thought you were in urgent need of – .” She hesitated before adding: “Your one box ladies.”

  “Urgent need yes,” Clarissa admitted. “Desperate need? Not quite yet!”

  Clarissa pursed her lips thoughtfully. “No, Rowena, you definitely stood out from the crowd. So I should get used to being a sex symbol if I were you. If you still wish to pursue an opportunity with us, which I sincerely hope you do.”

  Did she wish? Rowena’s mind was a total blank, totally wiped out by Clarissa’s persistent complimenting her for her sex appeal! No one had ever raved about her in this way before, not even Bobby. At least, never in any sincere way. He had only ever told how beautiful she was when attempting to win his way back into her knickers. So that meant nothing!

  “I think I do, yes,” Rowena admitted, surprising herself with the decision. “But if I may ask, just what is a one-box-lady?” The line in the ad had piqued her curiosity ever since she had first laid eyes on it.

  Clarissa grinned and pulled out an A4 size copy of the picture Rowena had emailed to her. Rowena blinked and felt fire in her cheeks.

  “That is a perfect example of a one-box-lady if ever there was one,” Clarissa said huskily. “Which simply means that for your average red-blooded male, one condom would just not be enough if he ever got you into bed. Being so beautiful, you would just keep giving him hard-on after hard-on so that he would need to use the whole box of rubbers before he’d satisfied his lust for you.”

  Rowena caught her breath and felt her own libido rising. God, she didn’t know if such a situation was humanly possible beyond adolescence, but that sounded so bloody sexy it was unbelievable! The thought of being able to command such power over any man with her own body was enough to bring her out in goosebumps!

  “When do I start?” was all she could ask.

  “When can you start?”

  Rowena shrugged. “Soon as you need me to,” she replied, suddenly burning with excitement. She should have felt a zillion miles out of her comfort zone, but she didn’t! The high she was experiencing was something no drug could have induced.

  “That is so good to hear,” Clarissa acknowledged. “I wasn’t kidding when I said that we are in urgent need just at the minute. Our client base has exploded in the last year, and with a growing demand for the sexy older woman.”

  Clarissa cocked her head. “Could you start tonight?”

  Rowena started despite her enthusiasm. “ So soon?”

  “If you could manage it, you’d be a lifesaver. You’re just the ticket for one particular group of clients looking for some female company this evening.”

  Rowena’s heart was racing faster than a Lewis Hamilton qualifying lap! “Group?” she asked, at once curious and wary.

  “Ah, yes,” Clarissa said slowly, in a tone which suggested that she had neglected to tell her new employee an important clause in her contract. “There’s another definition of a one-box-lady I should explain to you. You see, sometimes a whole box is needed because sometimes there might be more than one guy desperately wanting to fuck you at the same time.”

  “You mean…a gangbang?” Rowena murmured.

  Clarissa nodded, watching Rowena closely. “But if you don’t think you can handle it, I understand.”

  “No,” snapped Rowena, again surprised at her calm reaction. While she should doubtless have felt a little anxious at the mere thought of being fucked senseless by a group of horny guys for God knew how long, strangely she did not. In fact, the more she thought about it…. “It’s no problem. Really. Just tell me the time and place.”

  Clarissa smiled appreciatively. “Later,” she promised. “After a quick compatibility test. Just to make sure you really are suitable for the position.”

  “Okay,” Rowena agreed. “Show me what I have to do.”

  Wet Satin

  Sprawled backwards over the top of Clarissa’s desk, Rowena moaned loudly and accidentally sent an intray and desk tidy clattering noisily to the floor as she reached down to entwine her fingers in Clarissa’s hair.

  “Yes,” Rowena mumbled as Clarissa buried her head deeper between her thighs and ate hungrily into her pussy. Her new boss reached up in response to squeeze Rowena’s breasts so tightly that it caused her to wince.

  They had both arrived at this electrifying erotic juncture within moments of Clarissa having slid round to Rowena’s side of the desk, unbuttoning her white cotton blouse as she did so. Having never been on the receiving end of another woman’s sexual advances, Rowena had at first stared at Clarissa with an expression akin to that of a rabbit caught in the headlights. She had no idea how to respond, or even whether she wanted to. But as Clarissa’s fingers had deftly unfastened more of the buttons to expose the breathtaking plunge of her cleavage, something primal within Rowena was awakened. As Clarissa had slipped the blouse back from her shoulders, from where it floated soundlessly to the office floor, Rowena had accepted the hand offered to her and stood up to receive the soft, teasing kiss planted onto her trembling lips.

  That kiss, that sensual first contact sent Rowena’s senses reeling. She was in wholly uncharted waters, and all she could do was react as her instincts dictated. The compliments that Clarissa had been heaping on her for her sex appeal she could truthfully have given straight back. Clarissa was simply stunning for a woman of her age. At almost forty, she possessed the flawless curves of a twenty-five year old. The creamy swell of her breasts was accentuated and made all the more delicious by the pretty white-lace push-up bra into which her tits were squeezed. Had she seen such a sight before this, on the beach or TV, Rowena would have readily acknowledged just how sexy it looked with the neutral admiration of any other onlooker. But now, here, in this highly-charged situation, her observation was anything but impartial! Admiration bred raw desire and drew both of her hands to the fabulous breasts presented so irresistibly to her gaze. Her fingers closed over them gently, finding the basic urge to squeeze more firmly impossible to ignore or resist.

  “God, they’re beautiful,” she whispered, almost hypnotised. Clarissa sought out her lips once again and reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and release the full splendour of her naked tits. Rowena’s eyes misted over with desire as she took them eagerly into her hands once more, curling her fingers beneath the firm, heavy contours of each voluptuous breast, marvelling at the hard and succulent nipples standing to full attention.

  Fire seemed to dance in Clarissa’s hazel eyes as sheer animal passion took over. She reached out and tore open Rowena’s blouse. Bu
ttons popped, catapulted in all directions, and Rowena shivered. The involuntary trembling had little or nothing to do with the temperate atmosphere of the small office, into which watery winter sunshine was pouring now through the venetian blind. Fact was, she was experiencing a full on sensory overload, the like of which she had never known. No guy had ever worked this kind of effect on her. Yet it was not so much the fact that she was having sex with a woman, as wonderfully exciting as such an exotic encounter was! Rather it was the nature of the encounter: the alternating tenderness, passion and undiluted eroticism of the foreplay that was driving her absolutely crazy! Clarissa was clearly an expert in eliciting sheer, unadulterated sexual urges in any and every man or woman fortunate enough to be the target of her advances.

  Rowena slipped the straps of her bra from her shoulders and Clarissa had descended ravenously on her breasts, pushing Rowena back onto the desk as she did so, causing the computer monitor standing on its corner to shake violently. Moments later, Clarissa pushed up Rowena’s slim pencil skirt, pushed her legs apart and buried her face deep between her creamy thighs. The darting of Clarissa’s tongue into the soft entrance of her pussy drew a whimper of pleasure from Rowena’s lips.

  Several minutes of heavenly oral later, Clarissa came up for air, draping her own half naked body over the top of Rowena before kissing her long and hard. Rowena tasted her own juices on Clarissa’s lips, and she groaned loudly as her new boss reached down and slipped a finger into her vagina. Clarissa withdrew it and smiled in satisfaction at the glistening film covering the length of her index finger.

  “This darling is so ready,” she purred, and Rowena suddenly sensed a third person in the room with them. She turned her head slightly to see a tall blond guy standing next to the door. His appearance might have shocked her, but in the light of this rollercoaster of new experiences she had climbed aboard, it hardly seemed a problem!

  “Hi,” she said simply, flashing him a welcoming smile.

  He just smiled back and unzipped his jeans to reveal an enormous bulge straining inside the tight fitting briefs beneath. Rowena watched, mesmerised as he slowly pulled down the briefs and allowed a massive, throbbing erection to spring free. Clarissa licked her lips in admiration.

  “You really are some girl,” Clarissa grinned. “Ridley is big at the best of times. But I’ve never seen his cock this hard!”

  Rowena shivered in anticipation and automatically opened her legs wider as Ridley stepped towards the edge of the desk. She closed her eyes and moaned in total bliss as her delicate pussy lips were parted by the head of his gorged dick. It slipped in easily, plunging deeper and deeper, until Ridley’s balls slapped firmly against her naked ass.

  Ridley gasped, grabbing hold of her thighs as he began to slowly settle into a delicious, rhythmic movement. “She feels perfect!” he breathed hoarsely. “Like fucking wet satin or something.”

  He shuddered, his face visibly contorting as he almost slipped right out of Rowena before thrusting back in up to the hilt of his rock solid cock. He repeated the movement, and then groaned desperately before withdrawing totally. He took his massive manhood in one hand and squeezed the head lightly in an urgent need to delay climax.

  “Jesus!” panted Ridley. “I’ve road-tested some girls, but you are something special. I almost blew my load before I’d even got the chance to fuck you properly!”

  “And my name isn’t even Britney,” Rowena replied, but the joke was lost on poor Ridley. A sudden ache of utter longing consumed her and she lifted herself up on her elbows, opening her legs as wide as she possibly could. “Please! I really want to feel you come inside me!”

  Ridley let out a lingering sigh that betrayed his own longing for Rowena and Clarissa laughed.

  “Well you heard the woman, tiger!” she said, giving Ridley a gentle nudge of encouragement that he certainly didn’t need! Within seconds he was back between Rowena’s legs and slipping his tortured penis deep into her soaking vagina.

  “Oh, fuck!” he groaned as he resumed his rhythmic thrusting. He slowed, screwing up his face in agony as he fought to maintain his self control. He was quite clearly struggling to resist the flood of sensations that Rowena’s tight, silky smooth pussy was generating.

  Meanwhile Clarissa leaned over Rowena’s prone form so suckle on each of her beautiful breasts while Rowena curled her fingers in her hair.

  “I told you she was something special, didn’t I?” Clarissa asked, and Ridley nodded emphatically as he grasped Rowena’s waist and manouvered her a little closer to the edge of the desk. He paused his hips as he did so before slipping his cock back in all the way up to his balls. Rowena arched her back as she felt his dick go deeper than ever, biting on her lip at the mouting pleasure caused by its slipping back and forth inside her.

  “She’s amazing,” rasped Ridley, and Rowena was in no way offended that she was being talked about rather than to. In fact it just heightened the excitement of this whole crazy encounter! Ridley’s hands explored her body. “The fucking sexiest MILF I have ever had the privilege of putting my dick in! God, I just want to keep on and on and on with this baby!”

  “Just do that,” Rowena agreed. “I’m a one box lady remember. Right here for you to fuck your balls dry with!”

  She didn’t know or care what had come over her! As if she was possessed, Rowena moaned and writhed as Ridley slowly pushed deeper, as though he wanted to merge his whole body with hers.

  “God, I wish!” Ridely grunted, pausing again and gritting his teeth at the ever-recurring urge to come. “Road tests are a perk of the job. Next time we meet, I’d have to fork out a thousand just to get a glimpse of your tits!”

  “That’s the truth,” Clarissa agreed, cupping and squeezing Rowena’s tits lovingly. “And God, is this girl worth every single bloody cent!”

  Rowena groaned as once more Ridley fucked her deep. A sheen of sweat had started to form on her naked body, and her hair clung around her damp face and shoulders as the exertion and excitement of intercourse milked more moisture from her satin skin. She had never known sex like this before. Raw animal passion that saw her utterly divorced from her normal persona, whatever normal was meant to be. If only Bobby could see her now! Given the eye of the sexual storm at which she now found herself, she was half inclined to send him a thank you message! Were it not for that lousy creep and the way he had treated her, she might never have got to experience this!

  “Have you ever seen anything so beautiful,” Clarissa whispered, staring down at Rowena. She smoothed her hands over Rowena’s torso, slipping higher to close over her tits for what must have been the hundredth time. She squeezed, hard and rhythmically, almost in time with Ridley’s thrusts, eliciting more and more sighs of abandon from Rowena’s lips. Ridley’s own breathing was sounding hoarser by the second as he made a superhuman effort to delay his climax. Yet again he paused, hardly daring to move in case the delicious friction of his penis against Rowena’s pussy sent him hurtling into irreversible orgasmic oblivion.

  “Not yet, not yet!” he pleaded, eyes shut tight as though he were praying to any god in the vicinity who would listen and show him mercy to carry on. Clarissa slid a probing finger down to Rowena’s body, feeling the hilt of Ridley’s cock where it disappeared into Rowena’s soft pussy.

  “So sexy,” Clarissa murmured, squeezing one of her own breasts in an expression of her increasing arousal. “And I can see I’m going to have to get the cleaner to give my desk an extra polishing after this little session. This beauty is wetter than Niagara Falls!”

  “Tell me about it,” panted Ridley who had finally found the courage to move his hips again. “Those boys tonight are lucky bastards. I’d sacrifice a year’s salary to be in their shoes!”

  “Now, now, don’t be greedy, Ridley,” Clarissa scolded him good-naturedly. “You’ve had more than your fair share of the wonderful Ms Swift. Time for her to know just how much she’s turned you on.”

  “Oh, God, no,” Ridley complained.
“Just another ten minutes inside this beauty. That’s all!”

  “You’d never last,” Clarissa retorted, tweaking Rowena’s nipples. “And neither will she. Look!”

  At that moment, Rowena bucked against Ridley’s cock as a burning orgasm engulfed her whole body. She hardly made a sound, just bit hard on her lip and whimpered in the grip of the climax. Tears sprang from her closed eyelids and her breasts and face had taken on a fetching orgasmic blush. She tossed her head first one way, then the other and gripped the edge of the desk so hard that her knuckles showed.

  “Come inside me, come inside me!” she suddenly demanded. “I want to feel you!”

  This was all too much for Ridley despite his wish not to end his enjoyment of Rowena’s succulent body just yet. With a loud grunt of release he thrust his cock in all the way and shot his first huge warm spurt deep inside Rowena’s already dripping pussy. Again and again he ejaculated, taking only seconds to empty what felt to Rowena like a gallon of semen into her. He finally collapsed in a heap on top of her, breathing harder than the winner of the National.

  Rowena was aglow. God, what an orgasm! She was hot, sweaty and felt incredibly slutty! It was wonderful!

  “So,” she broached innocently. “Do I get the job?”

  In At The Deep End!

  Rowena opened eyes still bleary with sleep and groaned as the digital alarm clock at her bedside belted out the William Tell overture. She swung an arm out from under the duvet, groping for the clock, hammering at it with the palm of her hand until the deafening noise stopped.

  As silence closed in again, she stretched, then winced as her joints complained with the exertion. God, she ached in places she never even knew she had places!

  She had rolled in at well after midnight after her first real job as the latest flower in Salome’s Garden. Ridley had personally escorted her to the plush city centre hotel where she was expected by the group of blue chip executives in town for a major business conference. In the hours before, she had showered at the private Salome’s Garden bathroom to wash away the smell of sweat and sex from her body after the memorable induction in Clarissa’s office. Then Clarissa had taken her into town where she was dragged into an Ann Summers store to find a suitable outfit for the approaching evening’s event. They had decided on a black basque, stockings and suspenders before returning to the office where Rowena had kitted herself out and drenched herself in expensive perfume. Despite having happily passed her induction with flying colours, Rowena could not help the trepidation setting in as the hours ticked. She had no idea what to expect, and part of her seriously considered backing out of the whole arrangement. A gangbang for God’s sake! It was a whole universe away from her safe job at the chemist!