Chapter 2

It was nearly 2 in the morning before Charlotte and I fell asleep, and I was exhausted from the sexual frenzy that I had experienced with Pierre and Charlotte. As I result, it was broad daylight around 10am when I awoke on Saturday morning. Or rather, was awoken, because the unmistakeable figure of Lily was slipping naked between the sheets and wrapping herself around me.

“Do all maids climb into bed with their mistresses?” I asked with a grin.

“They do if they want to show their mistresses how much they love them,” she replied, and then we were kissing and her tongue was down my throat.

Lilly was very tall and very slim, with very small breasts – only an A-cup, she told me later, but with her gorgeous Hungarian features and a tight brunette pixie haircut, she was utterly adorable with bronzed and silky smooth skin, and I could not keep my hands off her and we kissed and cuddled each other for several minutes.

Eventually we lay in each other’s arms and I spoke firmly to her. “Now, young Lily, in a few minutes I have to get on with my day, but first of all you are going to tell me all about this amazing world I have suddenly arrived in. I want to know about you, about the utterly wonderful Charlotte, what happened to my predecessor ‘friend’ and, not least, about Mr Pierre.”

“Of course, mistress,” she said with a grin, “Miss Charlotte told me that you would want to know this. Right, Mr Pierre. He is 46, he inherited a fortune from his father who died when Pierre was only 21. Since then he had built a commercial property empire here in London, and more recently has expanded to Paris and San Francisco. The company offices are in the house next door, there are a permanent staff of six there, including me and headed by Charlotte. Oh, and as you already know, Pierre has an amazing cock!” she giggled.

“Stop it, girl,” I said with mock seriousness, and slapped her bottom playfully.

“Ooooh, mistress, do that again and I’ll have to fuck you!” she said, and pressed her lips to mine and kissed me deeply.

I broke away and told her to get on with the story.

“So, about Miss Charlotte. She met a woman called Kate in a bar in London about 8 years ago, who suggested her as a ‘friend’ of Pierre. Actually at that stage Charlotte was exclusively a lesbian, but the money seemed too good a deal to pass up. She got the job and, although she preferred sex with women, she liked Pierre and gave him great sex. However, Charlotte also worked in the Accounts Department of Pierre’s business, and soon realised that Kate was on the fiddle. So secretly she spent three weeks, staying late and working into the night, and put together a watertight case.

When confronted with it, Kate tried to lay the blame on Charlotte, who feared she would be framed and lose her job. But Pierre read Charlotte’s report carefully and then immediately sacked Kate.

Mr Pierre knew that Charlotte had recently qualified as an accountant, and offered her Kate’s job of Chief Accountant in his business, whilst continuing as his ‘friend’. Charlotte thought a few moments and then said she would love the job, but had to admit that she was not the perfect ‘friend’ for him – although she could be bi-sexual, her real preference was for girls’ bodies and sex with them. So she made a suggestion, that he would hire her as Chief Accountant but also appoint her as his Scout – because she now knew his sexual preferences so well, she could guarantee to find him ideal ‘friends’. The only condition was that he would always invite her to join him for the first sexual interaction with the ‘friend’. Mr Pierre agreed to a give her idea a six-month trial, and eight years later she is still here, still his Scout, though now as the Group Finance Director.”

By now Lily was wriggling against me and her fingers were busy inserting themselves into my cunt – as Charlotte had warned me, Lily was a total nymphomaniac, so I decided there was only one way to calm her down. Before she had time to react, I pushed her onto her back, spread her legs and clamped my mouth into her cunt and started to lick her furiously, whilst at the same time used my fingers to play around her anus. She was so hot that it took less than a minute for her to orgasm – and what an orgasm it was, her hips were bouncing, she was squealing and fragrant juices were squirting all over my face.

As she calmed down, I said, “If you stop trying to play with my body until you finish telling me what I want to know, I will let you pleasure me afterwards – understood?”

“Yes, mistress, I promise to pleasure you like you have never been pleasured before. Now then, where were we? Oh yes, you wanted to know about your predecessor.

OK, well Tori was a glamourous Swedish beauty, but not really very clever. Like me, she was apparently a nymphomaniac, but unlike the rest of us girls here, she wasn’t bi-sexual, she could only get sexual satisfaction with men. As you know, fucking other men is not allowed for Mr Pierre’s friends, and the silly slut couldn’t control her lust. Anyhow, one day the chauffeur Tom spotted her going into a hotel with one of Pierre’s clients Mike Lord. He followed them and discovered they had checked in as a couple, and stayed there for four hours.

As soon as she came back to this house, she found all her belongings on the pavement and a note from Charlotte pinned to it saying, “See if Mike still wants to shag you now!” Pierre cut off all contact with Mike Lord’s business who duly went bust shortly afterwards. The last anyone heard of Tori was that she was giving ten-minute blow jobs in a filthy brothel in Essex – silly cow!”

“So, young Lily,” I said, “that just leaves you and your story.”

“After University, I got a job as a waitress at the Private Club where you first met me, it is owned by a former girlfriend of mine. Charlotte comes in there quite regularly and we chatted a few times, and one night we were both leaving at the same time and she invited me back to her flat, and to cut a long story short, within an hour we were in bed and we have been lovers ever since – I totally adore her and as you have already discovered, she is a fantastic lover.

When Tori was sacked about six months ago, Charlotte didn’t have anyone lined up as a ‘friend’. She knew that I was bi-sexual, so she asked me if I would like to be Mr Pierre’s temporary ‘friend’ until she could find a permanent replacement for Tori. I was thrilled as I had heard stories of his magnificent cock and agreed immediately.

Charlotte also hired me to work in the Company, and it turns out that I have a real talent for managing and purchasing commercial properties, so that is what I do as my main job.

Charlotte told me a couple of weeks ago, when we were in bed together, that she thought she had found a perfect ‘friend’ for Pierre, so I arranged with my former girlfriend to let me serve at the Club that night so I could check you out. When Charlotte brought you into the Club that night, I fell in love with you at once, and that night in bed with Charlotte I begged her to have you hired and to let me be your maid. Mr Pierre agreed and so here I am – your slave to serve you and help you and adore you.

Of course, for the last six months I have been Pierre’s ‘friend’, but from now on it will be your lovely cunt, arse and mouth that he fucks when he is in London, but that is absolutely not a problem for me – several of his business associates have told me that they and their wives want to take me to bed with them, so now that I am no longer Pierre’s ‘friend’, I am free to fuck whoever I want.

But of course, at this moment, there is only one person I want to fuck!” During the last couple of minutes, Lily had become more and more excited, I could feel her heart beating and she was running her fingers expertly all over my clit. Now she rolled me on my back and spread my legs wide and clamped her mouth onto my clit and sucked and licked me furiously. We both had two or three explosive orgasms in the next half an hour and, over the next 36 hours, I totally lost count.

Eventually Lily had to go to leave to catch a plane to Scotland to inspect a commercial property that was going to auction on Monday, and would be coming back on Monday afternoon, but left me with a large folder with detailed descriptions and backgrounds of every person I was going to meet with Mr Pierre in the next couple of days. By the time Charlotte came home that evening, I had been working all day memorising my ‘homework’, although when she tested me, I was still far from perfect, and spent all that evening studying and repeating. Eventually, about 10 o’clock, Charlotte decided that I had sufficiently mastered the names and backgrounds of all the guests, and she stood up and undressed in just a few seconds. “I think we have both worked hard enough to deserve each other” she said, as she undid my dress and sank her teeth into my nipples.

At last I had Charlotte all to myself for the night and we made the most of it – she ate me, fucked me and finished the night scissoring me until I wept with pleasure. I was in heaven – what more could I want, cock and cunt in unlimited supply.

The next two days were pleasurable, though challenging. The evening at the opera was a first for me, I had never been before, but thanks to the notes that Lily had left me, I was able to remember the names of all the guests as well as being able to talk sensibly about the opera.

The following day, the lunch at The Savoy was much more relaxed, although slightly unusual. Normally I would expect for some of the men to try to flirt with me, but in fact it was the wives who were clearly trying to hit on me, whilst the men carefully seemed to avoid having any contact with me. Some of the wives even suggested that I should come and visit them – I explained that I was very busy with my job in the art world, but promised to catch up with them when business slowed down.

After lunch, in the car going home to Belgravia, Pierre kissed me passionately and congratulated me on my performance over the last couple of days. He then said that Lily, he and I were going to a party tonight, but that Lily, who had just arrived back from Scotland, would tell me all about.

When we arrived home, Lily came running out to meet us, kissed Pierre then threw her arms around me and hugged me tight. “Come upstairs, darling girl, and I’ll tell you about our exciting plans for this evening.”

No sooner were we in my bedroom than Lily grabbed me and started tearing my clothes off. “OhmiGod, darling Kathryn, I have missed you so much, I love you, I love you, I love you!” By now we were both naked, and rolling on the bed in each other’s arms. “Tell me lover, did you have great sex last night with my lovely Charlotte?”

“Of course I did,” I laughed, pinning my young lover to the bed, “though knowing what a greedy little nympho you are, I am guessing that you found yourself a pretty little Scottish girl to warm your bed last night!”

Lily giggled and blushed. “Caitlin was the receptionist at the hotel, and she was just coming off duty when I was checking in, and I gave her the look and we both knew what we wanted in the first few seconds. I tell you Kathryn, neither of us got much sleep last night – she was soooo hot!”

I was still sitting on top of her. “OK greedy Lily, you are not going to have my body until you tell me exactly what we are going to be doing tonight with Pierre.”

“Well,” she said, “this is going to be my first time – normally Charlotte goes on these outings, but as she is in Paris, Pierre has invited me to come with you and him. We are going to the Private Club in Mayfair - tonight is Invitation Night, and only people with official invitations from the owner, that is my girlfriend and lover Laura, can come in. There will be about a dozen other girls and their partners. We circulate and socialise for about an hour, then you and I get to choose four girls (called ‘the Guests’), and they plus you, me and Pierre go up to the Upper Floor, where there is a giant mattress. The girls downstairs who aren’t chosen have to leave. As do all the men other than Pierre.”

“Just a moment!” I interrupted. “Are you saying that all those men are willing to hand their partners over to be fucked in their absence.”

“Of course!” Lily said with a grin. “I tell you, all those girls will have been begging their men to get tickets for Invitation Night for months, and if they don’t get chosen this time, they will carry on begging to be taken next month. Most of them haven’t had a lesbian experience which is what makes it really interesting! Anyhow, on with the story!

Once upstairs, all six of us girls put on a lesbian show for Pierre who reclines in an armchair watching us. Absolutely anything goes, and when we have finished after about an hour, Pierre will choose the two best of the Guests and they will go with him to an adjoining bedroom and he will service them for the rest of the night – most of the selected girls leave the Private Club waddling!”

“And what about us? And the two girls not chosen after the lesbian show?”

“Actually that is why Pierre is such a wonderful boss – they are given to us and we bring them back here and play with them for the rest of the night. OhmiGod! I’m dripping wet just talking about it, please get off me now, Kathryn and let me fuck you!”

“God Lily, you’re a greedy little slut who if I had the equipment to hand, would have her buttocks whipped until you couldn’t sit on them for days! You have spent the whole of this last night shagging Caitlin Whatshername in Edinburgh, you are going to have the whole of tonight devoted to group lesbian sex – and you still want to fuck me! No, you cannot fuck me, you are to go and draw my bath, you may come and bathe with me, but you are NOT, and I repeat NOT, to put your fingers anyway near my cunt or my arse – do you understand?”