Working for the Woman
Copyright© 2021 by Shirley Wanton
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - After her exciting sexual adventures at her son's workplace, she gets to experience the excitement at the workplace of her son's girlfriend.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Lesbian FemaleDom Exhibitionism Facial Oral Sex Squirting Big Breasts Public Sex
In the morning I am so excited, that I am up, showered, dressed and waiting in the kitchen, more than an hour early. I was so busy getting ready, that I didn’t have time to do anything about my building arousal. However, as I sit here now, waiting alone for Beth to be ready, I find my fingers tracing along the bare skin at the tops of my thigh high stockings. I trace my fingers along my warm smooth upper thigh. I feel my breathing get raspy as I trace small circles, getting higher with each circle. I feel the heat and dampness of my exposed pussy under my skirt. I GASP as my fingers graze my sensitive outer pussy lips. I am so close ... just a little closer...
“STOP that, right NOW,” Beth barks at me across the room. I JUMP straight out of the stool, that I am sitting on. I still have my hand on my upper thigh and I am frozen, as I try to give Beth my best, “I’m not doing anything” face. She is NOT buying it.
“You are SUCH a naughty, naughty girl, Jess. What am I going to do about you?” she asks me.
I blush beet red and look down as I shake my head, as if saying “I don’t know”, as I wonder, “How the HELL does a girl almost half my age, make me feel like such a bad little girl???”
As she sits on the sofa, she tells me, “Come over here NOW. Get over my lap. I think I need to show you what happens to bad girls who can’t stop touching their naughty pussies.”
I do as she orders, and as I start to bend over her lap, she grabs my arm and pulls me off balance. I fall over her lap and my skirt flips up, exposing my naked ass. Before I can even get my bearings, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, she spanks me three hard, fast swats, with her bare hand. It stings and I squirm on her lap. It also causes a SURGE of electricity to shoot though my pussy. My already over stimulated condition, is now on the verge of exploding. Beth senses this, and lets up, telling me, “No cummies for you bad girl ... not until I say it is OK. Do you understand little lady?”
“Yyyyyes, Miss Beth ... I’m sorry ... I will be good ... I promise...”
“Good girl,” she tells me, as she gets up and literally, lifts me to my feet by my arm. When she says little lady to me, she means it. She is very tall, strong, and athletic, where I am rather short and petite. She intimidates me physically and emotionally, and it excites more than I ever thought something like that could. Still holding my arm, she pulls me toward the door, and exciting adventures, that I can not even imagine.
As we ride in the car, we are chatting about my son, and how we have all become so comfortable, in our three-way relationship. It is a very pleasant conversation. It feels very comfortable and right. Even though we are talking about a sexual relationship between my son, his girlfriend, and his mother, it all seems so normal. Then to underline the strange nature of the relationship, Beth tells me, “Lift your skirt up. Show me that naughty cunt.”
I feel another rush of excitement as I do as she asks, without question. “Mmmm, you have such a pretty cunt Jess. I love it shaved like that. Spread your thighs. Open that pretty flower for me.” I moan as I lean back in my seat and do as she asks. I feel so decadent and naughty, showing off my cunt, as we drive to work. I want to touch it SO fucking bad right now, but I do not. Because I know Beth does not want me to. That thought excites me even more.
For the rest of the ride, Beth doesn’t say any more to me. She just lets me sit there with my needy cunt, weeping liquid, exposed for anyone to see, who drives or walks by the car. I suddenly start noticing everyone around us. I am afraid that they will see. I am also hoping desperately that someone ... anyone ... everyone, will see. I feel like I am ready to explode. I can’t imagine getting any more aroused.
I am suddenly roused from my wicked thoughts, when Beth pulls in to a parking spot in the garage. She gets out, saying, “Well, come on, Jess. Get your butt out of the car, and let’s get to work. We need to hurry. You don’t want to be late on your first day.”
I get out and rush to catch up with her. Her legs are so long and my short ones have to move twice as fast to keep up with her. I probably shouldn’t have gone with these extremely tall heels either, I think to myself. As we get to the Victoria’s Secret, I am almost panting, I am breathing so hard. Partly, this is from trying to keep up with Beth, but another big part, is because I am so fucking excited about what the day will bring.
We are greeted by a pretty red haired girl. For some reason, I am happy to see that she is short like me. I also notice that she is very busty like me also. She seems younger than Beth by maybe a couple of years, and has a beautiful innocence about her. In a bubbly voice, she says, “Hi Beth. I opened all by myself today. Thank you for giving me that responsibility. I hope I did Ok. Who is this? Is this your mom? Hi, I’m Kendra. It’s nice to meet you. I work here with Beth.” I am pretty sure she never breathed one time while saying all of that. I am exhausted just hearing it.
Beth laughs and says, “Slow down Kendra. I am sure you did fine opening up. It’s not really that big a deal, but I am glad you wanted to please me so much.” There is something about the way Kendra blushes when Beth says that about wanting to please her. I also can’t help reacting myself, hearing the authority in Beth’s voice.
“Now, in answer to your other questions, this is Jess. She is my boyfriend’s mother, and she will be helping us out here in the store today. Consider her, yours to use as you see fit. Just like you work for ME, she will work for YOU.” There is something ominous in the way she says that. I can see that Kendra feels the same way, because I can actually see the skin on her arms get goose bumps. Then Beth tells Kendra, “Why don’t you take Jess into the store room, and show her where the inventory is, and what needs to be put on display today.”
Without another word, Kendra grabs my hand and almost pulls me to the back of the store. No sooner does the door to the store room close, that Kendra turns to me and suddenly becomes a completely different person. Gone is the shy girl, wanting to please her boss. Suddenly, she is in control and very dominant. “Kneel bitch!” she commands me. I am stunned and can’t think or move. I am not sure how to react.
She grabs my shoulder and pushes me down. I feel weak and unable to resist, so I fall to my knees. Suddenly the short petite girl is standing over me and I recognize that look in her eyes. It is the same look of lust and control that Beth has with me. It is a look that bores right into my very soul, and makes me want to ... no ... NEED to obey her. The morning of arousal, washes over me like a tidal wave. Her next words flood my brain and wash away all will or desire to resist her.
“So, here’s the deal SLUT. Beth owns me. I own you. You are MINE and you will do anything and everything I tell you to. Is that clear SLUT?”
“Yyyessss, Miss Kendra,” I answer her, knowing what she wants to hear. The thrill of excitement that shoots through me when I say it, makes me realize that I needed to say it, just as much, as she wants to hear it.
She lifts up her skirt and I am face to face ... when face to pussy, with Kendra’s completely hairless and smooth pussy. “Kiss it ... Say hello to your new Mistress,” she orders me. I don’t hesitate. I lean forward and kiss her pussy lightly. I feel the smooth, freshly waxed lips of her pussy. I smell a pleasant mix of raspberry and vanilla. I linger with my lips against her pussy, as I enjoy her scent.
She grabs the back of my head, and holds my face to her now moistening pussy. She moans, and tells me, “Mmmm, that’s a good girl. You like Mistress’ pussy don’t you? You want to serve my pussy, don’t you?”
“Mmmmm, yes, PLEASE,” I almost beg her, as I ask, “May I lick it Mistress?”
She leans back against a self full of boxes, spreads her legs farther apart, and tells me, “Lick my pussy. Make me cum.”
I need no further guidance, and I lick and suck and chew on her swollen wet pussy lips. I slide my tongue up and down her groove, as I open her up slowly. I reach back and cup her firm butt with both of my hands. Her butt is nice and round, but not fat. I am jealous of how perfect her butt feels in my hands. I thrust my tongue into her. I love how she responds by pushing her hips against my face, as she moans LOUD. I start to really make my tongue dance in her pussy, as I tease her butt hole with a finger. She GASPS. I smile...
I smile to myself as I realize, that she may be the Mistress, but when I have my tongue inside her, I am in control. I love the way I can make her react. I increase her excitement. I bring it back down. I bring it back up, and keep her on a cliff, ready to plunge over the edge, in an explosive orgasm. Yes, I am DEFINITELY in control. With that thought in my head, I fuck my tongue into her pussy fast and hard, as I rub my fingers on her clit, and push a finger from my other hand into her tight butt hole. She SCREAMS in orgasm, “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.”
Her loud orgasm must have gotten Beth’s attention, because she walks into the store room, and comments, “I see that you two are getting along well.” I look up at her with my face shiny from Kendra’s cum, and I smile a devilish grin. Kendra is still dazed from her strong orgasm, and is literally holding herself steady with her hand on my head, as I kneel in front of her. I look up and see her flushed face and dazed look. I smile, knowing that I did that.