Service To Order
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				Title: <strong>Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 16:56:30</strong>
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				It was difficult for Steven to relax.&nbsp; It had taken him a while to simply get comfortable with the idea of a woman coming by to clean his place and he still wasn't exactly comfortable with it.&nbsp; So much so that he had spent much of the previous evening tidying up and cleaning.<br><br>Still, there was laundry to do but not much.<br><br>He had to remind himself that the woman coming by would be someone in her forties or fifties with multiple kids and grandkids that simply needed something to do to fill up her days and her bank account with.&nbsp; He didn't actually need to impress her.&nbsp; The service was defiinitely one of the more expensive ones but he was a firm believer in "you get what you pay for".<br><br>He was standing in the middle of the large kitchen and slowly turning around, checking everything, ensuring that she doesn't come in and automatically assume he's some manner of slovenly barbarian when he heard the doorbell ring.&nbsp; His eyes widening slightly for a moment before he moved off towards the door, his tall frame moving swiftly through the expensively furnished but austere house.<br><br>He put on a friendly and slightly hopeful smile as he opened the door and waited to see who might appear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 21:44:20</strong>
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				Noelle Cruz stood in front of the large door as she waited for the door to open.&nbsp; Looking around the nice yard, a small smile left her lips as she realized that this man would probably give her a large sum of money.&nbsp; Maybe that was why the company had sent her instead of one of the seasoned veterans.<br><br>Noelle wasn't your normal cleaning lady.&nbsp; Holding a large bucket of cleaning supplies, she was much, much younger than the normal ladies.&nbsp; Noelle was currently in college as this job was helping her pay for her night classes.&nbsp; Anything to make ends meet so that she could afford her tiny apartment and pay for her schooling.&nbsp; The job was tiring and a bit humiliating, but the hours worked perfectly and the pay was rather nice.<br><br>Wearing a tee shirt with the company's name on it, a simple pair of dirty jeans and some worn tennis shoes, Noelle didn't put much care into her looks at all while working.&nbsp; The simple outfit could not hide her rather feminine body.&nbsp; The tee shirt held her large bosom snugly as her sun kissed skin was clearly seen in the small sleeves.&nbsp; She had a long, curly and very dark hair that was pulled back in a small ponytail.&nbsp; Her deep brown eyes completed her Latin roots that was nearly impossible.&nbsp; Even as the door opened, she smiled warmly up to the man as she spoke in a soft accent.<br><br>"Hello, I'm Noelle and I'm here to do some cleaning for you..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 23:43:30</strong>
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				He blinked as he was greeted at the door by a surprisingly young and exotic looking woman.&nbsp; He didn't get the "older, "mother of three" as he had expected and instead had a young, vital latina with more curves than a race track at his door.&nbsp; It was difficult to not think about sex when he looked into her warm, depthless eyes and he found himself biting down on his lower lip a moment as he simply savoured the moment of looking at her and listening to her quiet, melodic voice.<br><br>He was quiet for a few seconds as he tried to work through the surprise before finally offering her a warm, polite smile and extending a large hand towards her as he spoke.<br><br><b> "Hi.&nbsp; I'm Steve.&nbsp; Come on in." </b><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 05:06:58</strong>
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				Noelle's small hand went inside of his as she shook it with a warm and inviting smile.&nbsp; The simple uniform could not avoid the lovely curves of her body.&nbsp; The large swell of her bosom, the tiny waist, the rounded curves of her bum and the long legs that seemed to go on forever all fitted nicely into her deep heritage.&nbsp; They were all common characteristics and it seemed like Noelle had them all.&nbsp; After shaking his hand, she grabbed her bucket of supplies and walked into the large house.<br><br>"Is there any particular room that you would like me to get started on or should I just start anywhere?"<br><br>Her sweet voice came out like a Spanish melody as her accent wasn't too thick that he couldn't understand, but it most definitely had a small twinge to it.&nbsp; Her smile was very sweet and inviting as her eyes went to look around the rooms and then fall on him once again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>14-04-2009, 16:20:19</strong>
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				<i> She is absolutely sensational. </i><br><br>The combination of her looks, coupled with the soft, almost lyrical sound of her voice had him mesmerized for a moment and his mind was already awash with thoughts of her in various states of undress as well as doing a number of unseemly but very pleasant acts.<br><br>He felt a slow, warm tingle lazily dance it's way up his arm as her hand touched his.&nbsp; The sensation nestled at the back of his neck and had him smiling for a moment before he even realized it.<br><br>He was still watching her after she asked her question.&nbsp; Blue eyes blinking once and then again before he finally managed to extricate himself from his thoughts.<br><br><b> " Yes!&nbsp; I mean..." </b><br><br>Shaking his head slightly before speaking once more.<br><br><b>" No.&nbsp; Err...yes.&nbsp; Feel free to just get started but I'm still new to this so would you like me to give you a tour of the house or is it more a thing where you'd be more comfortable with simply exploring on your own?" </b><br><br>He had friends warn him about things disappearing and how it always came down to the maids stealing "their shit".&nbsp; Noelle could rob him blind for all he cared at the moment.&nbsp; As long as she came by everyday to clean...she could take whatever he wants.<br><br><i> I need to start making more of a mess. </i><br><br>He thought to himself as he met the eyes of the exotic beauty and found himself wondering what caused her to decide to get into house cleaning as opposed to being worshipped as a goddess on a mountaintop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>15-04-2009, 04:52:47</strong>
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				Noelle's eyes sparkled brightly as a small smile came across her lips.&nbsp; It was actually rather nice to meet somebody so trusting in such a beautiful home.&nbsp; Usually, whenever she would work for somebody with a ton of money, they would watch over her like a hawk.&nbsp; What was the point of stealing anything cause if her company found out, she would be fired on the spot?&nbsp; It just wasn't worth it.<br><br>But, he seemed more relaxed and as her eyes went from him to around his house, she was impressed by the cleanliness of his place.&nbsp; She began to realize that he probably is married as a bachelor would never keep it this neat and tidy.&nbsp; Scanning the rooms, she looked for signs of a female presence as she jumped at the chance for a tour.<br><br>"YES!&nbsp; I mean, since this is our first time, it would be better for me to get a look of what you want done....do you mind showing me around?"<br><br>Pushing back a piece of her wild and curly dark hair, Noelle smiled rather sweetly to him as a tour would be rather helpful.&nbsp; Plus, she could pick up clues on him...and spend more time with the handsome stranger...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 00:02:32</strong>
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				She had a smile that could stop traffic and it wasn't even a true smile that now danced across her lush lips and made his heart stutter in it's steady rhythm.&nbsp; <br><br><i>She's just being polite and reserved and she still looks...</i><br><br><b> "...incredible." </b>, he murmured outloud and completing his thought.&nbsp; His eyes widening as he processed what he had just said and he cleared his throat and gave her what he hoped resembled a comfortable and confident smile.<br><br><b> "Uh...I mean incredible!&nbsp; Incredible you...found my place first try.&nbsp; People...people always seem to get lost on these winding back streets." </b><br><br>Giving her another small and slightly embarassed smile as he brushed past her, his broad shoulders and back now facing her and he rolled his eyes at his completely awesome display of ineptitude.<br><br>"I'll show you the upstairs first.&nbsp; That's usually where most of the mess is."<br><br>But there really wasn't save some laundry.&nbsp; He worked...alot.&nbsp; When he wasn't at the law firm he was in his office just off the side of the large master bedroom.&nbsp; Although he lived in his large house, he didn't really <b>live</b> in it.&nbsp; It was more out of a need to keep up appearances.&nbsp; When he was offered a position of being a partner at the firm and moved here he was told that it was important to live up to the expectations of the lifestyle.<br><br>His house; although spartan in appearance and uncluttered was filled with just enough pieces of wildly expensive furniture to remind those that visited or he was expected to entertain that he was indeed well off and he was in such a position because of his job and who it was he worked for.<br><br>he led her up the large spiral staircase and down the wide hall to one end and opened up the double doors to reveal the master bedroom.&nbsp; There wasn't a great deal in it other than a large canopied bed situated so that the head of it was closest to one wall that consisted of nothing but floor to ceiling length windows.&nbsp; The view was of the ocean and the nearby beach that looked like something out of a movie.&nbsp; There was a bedside table, a bureau and a large walk-in closet.<br><br>Off to one side was a pile of what seemed like carefully placed "laundry".&nbsp; Giving almost the appearance of a trap laid out in the middle of the floor for an "unsuspecting cleaning lady" to happen upon.<br><br>He was starting to realize how assinine all of this looked and was about to call the entire thing off but it was Noelle's appearance that drove him to go through with it.&nbsp; <br><br><i> Even if she just walks around for fifteen minutes, she's great eye-candy and young as hell.&nbsp; Any guy that's a guy would kill his best friend to simply have her in his house. &lt;/I&gt;<br><br>Looking back over his shoulder at her and then slowly turning.&nbsp; With her this close and on the threshold of his bedroom, he realized how tiny she was compared to him despite her fantastic curves.&nbsp; He smiled at her a moment as he spoke.<br><br><b> "So this is my room.&nbsp; There are three guest rooms at the other end of the hall, each with their own bathroom.&nbsp; My bathroom is through that door..." </b><br><br>Pointing to a door next to the walk-in closet.<br><br><b>" My office is on the other side." </b><br><br>Pointing to the other side of the room. <br><br><b> " The laundry room is on this floor so you won't have to lug laundry up and down the steps. " </b><br><br>Pausing a moment as he met her warm, dark and completely captivating eyes.<br><br><b> "I'm uh...I'm not a psycho. " </b><br><br>Wincing a moment as he realized how that sounded.<br><br><b> " I mean...you might be looking around and wondering why I'm even bothering to bring you here.&nbsp; It doesn't exactly look like Beiruit here if you get me.&nbsp; I just...it kindof goes part and parcel with the neighborhood if you know what I mean." </b><br><br <="" i="">&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 17:38:12</strong>
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				<em>'Incredible'</em><br><br>Noelle shot him a strange look at his word.&nbsp; Arching an eyebrow, she wondered if she actually heard him right or maybe it was her brain playing tricks on her.&nbsp; She was rearranging his words so that they would sound so much sweeter in her mind.&nbsp; He was probably talking about something completely innocent and she figured he was talking about her.&nbsp; Shaking her head, she had to get this paranoia out of her mind as his words confirmed her fears.<br><br>"The directions they gave me really helped, but it is a bit out of the way..."<br><br>Noelle nodded her head as she grabbed for her bucket of cleaning supplies as she followed him up the long and large staircase.&nbsp; As she walked, it was rather obvious that he was wealthy.&nbsp; Noelle could sense that since she stepped foot on his property.&nbsp; The neighborhood was well known for being the priciest in the entire city, so to have a house this large in the area must have meant that he was pretty much loaded.&nbsp; However, as she looked closer at his personal items, she noticed that these were all store bought and purchased rather recently.&nbsp; Almost like they were here to make the house appear less empty.<br><br>Noelle could not pull her eyes away from the large view of the crystal blue ocean.&nbsp; No wonder these homes costed so much, the view alone was worth the price of admission.&nbsp; She watched the bright sun sparkle off the perfect water as the waves lapped against the dream like beach.&nbsp; His words took away from her day dream as she looked up to him with the same sweet smile painted on her lips.&nbsp; However, the view had caused the smile and her eyes to only grow brighter as desperately tried to focus on her job.<br><br>Her eyes followed his arm as she nodded along with each word that he said.&nbsp; She could tell that this would be an easy job as he usually kept things neat and tidy.&nbsp; In fact, it looked like he hadn't even lived in the home.&nbsp; Swallowing her thoughts, she set down her supplies as she tried to think of something interesting to say.<br><br>"It makes the job much easier for me, so I can finish quickly...and get out of your hair..."<br><br>Wincing to herself, she could not believe those were the words that left her lips.&nbsp; Noelle didn't think that she could have said anything worse.&nbsp; She didn't want to leave him.&nbsp; She didn't want to go home after she was finished.&nbsp; Looking to the bed, she could only think of one simple and rather primal instinct raising inside of her body.&nbsp; With a soft blush to her cheeks, she walked to the large pile of clothes and picked them up in her small hands then moved them to the laundry room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 19:15:45</strong>
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				She was new to him and he didn't know her mannerisms and the accent or the fact that he already found himself obsessing over her didn't really allow for him to make an objective examination of what she had said to him.&nbsp; His mind was in a whirl and before he had a chance to show her the rest of his house she had bent over to get the laundry and was heading down the hall towards the laundry room.&nbsp; He felt a pang of disappointment that she had moved onto the task at hand so quickly.<br><br><i> But why shouldn't she?&nbsp; Do her job. Get paid.&nbsp; Then get the hell out of here.&nbsp; She's not here to chat up the client. </i><br><br><b> "Which is a goddamn shame..." </b><br><br>He murmured softly to himself as she walked down the main hall away from him and his attention lingered on the sway of her hips and ass as she walked.&nbsp; Biting his lower lip as he did and he had to shake his head for a moment to get the lust-filled thoughts out of his head.<br><br>Something took control of him; a primal, ravenous side that he had never really let out.&nbsp; Had never felt comfortable with showing to the women he dated from time to time.&nbsp; He was speaking even before he knew it.<br><br><b> "And when you're done with the laundry, come to my office.&nbsp; There's some work to be done there as well." </b><br><br>Both eyebrows lifted in surprise as he gave the command and for a moment he wondered if she had heard as she had just slipped inside the laundry room.&nbsp; An anxious knot of anxiety was slowly forming in his abdomen as he wondered just how many people hit on this sensational girl when she was in their home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>17-04-2009, 18:01:57</strong>
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				Noelle had to work.&nbsp; She had to keep her mind off the obvious bachelor and the envy that was creeping inside of her heart.&nbsp; This house was paradise and one she had never seen before.&nbsp; In comparison, she lived in a tiny apartment that was loud and rather dangerous.&nbsp; Miles and worlds away, Noelle had her own life that he probably never knew even existed in the same city.<br><br>Her dirty jeans swayed with her hip movements as even the simplest sway was overtly emphasized as she walked towards the laundry room.&nbsp; She didn't have the largest bum in the world, but hers was rather pert and extended from her backside.&nbsp; Tight and curvy that went well with her sculpted feminine physique.&nbsp; Setting the large amount of clothes on the floor, she began to separate them and start up the washer.&nbsp; After putting everything inside, she didn't want to wait around for it to finish, so she realized that she had to face him again.<br><br><em>'PLEASE, think of something better to say...'</em><br><br>There was a soft smile as she moved back to his office.&nbsp; She was only away from him for a matter of minutes, but it felt like hours at a time.&nbsp; His words echoed inside of her mind.&nbsp; Something about his words and how he had said them brought something new out of her.&nbsp; A command was actually rather unique in her line of work as most of her customers weren't even home when she arrived and the ones that were, they tried their best to ignore them.&nbsp; He was one of the few who actually paid attention to her and cared what she did.&nbsp; Knocking softly on the door frame, she looked over him as her sweet voice wafted through the air.<br><br>"Uh.....you wanted to see me...??"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 23:53:43</strong>
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				Working in his office had involved a number of things; none of which could be classified as actual working.&nbsp; Noelle had managed to invade every single one of his thoughts and already he found himself wondering just what he could do to get her staying longer.<br><br><i> And more and more undressed...but staying longer would be a good enough start.&nbsp; </i><br><br>He had noticed that when she arrived she had come with a basket of sorts that included a number of cleaners as well as a duster.&nbsp; There was absolutely no need for much to be dusted in his house but knowing who else lived in this neighborhood.&nbsp; Being unreasonable to the hired help certainly wouldn't fall outside of the norm.&nbsp; No doubt Noelle had encountered demanding people in the past.&nbsp; Perhaps he could be as well simply to satisfy his own selfish desire to watch her.<br><br>He was a bit surprised to see her so quickly outside his office door but pleased.&nbsp; He was pleased because she looked sensational despite the fact that she wasn't wearing makeup and wearing old worn jeans and a t-shirt but also pleased because he was quite sure that most hired help would have sat and waited for the laundry to finish.&nbsp; Noelle was doing exactly as he requested and keeping busy even when she didn't have to be.<br><br>He couldn't help but feel a bit embarassed to be asking such things but he gave her a warm but hopefully a slightly reserved smile and spoke in what he continued to hope was an authoritative tone.<br><br><i> "I uh...yes.&nbsp; I'll need you to dust my office.&nbsp; It's a busy day however so feel free to simply work around me." </i><br><br>He was hoping that she wouldn't think he was insane.&nbsp; There clearly was not much need for a dusting but it would allow him to have her within sight of him and give him greater opportunities to simply drink in the sight of her as she moved around his office.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>21-04-2009, 04:42:05</strong>
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				"O-O-Of course.&nbsp; I'll straighten up a bit, if you do not mind..."<br><br>Noelle returned to bucket of cleaning supplies and grabbed the items that she would need.&nbsp; Returning back to the office, she grabbed a feather duster, an old rag and a large spray can.&nbsp; Looking around his office, she began to work away from him at first.<br><br>Going to one of his shelves, she started at the top and worked her way down.&nbsp; The shelves were on the exact opposite end of the room so it was easy for him to get an inappropriate look at her.&nbsp; The jeans hugged her backside perfectly so the perfect curves of pert bum were even greater.&nbsp; Using the feather duster, she dusted along like an acrobat or magician who had been in the field for years.<br><br>Near the bottom, she bent at her hips as her bum was now thrust into his perfect view.&nbsp; Suddenly, he could see the unmistakable trappings of a silk black g-string coming out of her jeans.&nbsp; She continued to dust all around the room as she tried not to think or even look at him.&nbsp; However, the thoughts refused to leave her mind as she was dusting at one particular area for a long time.<br><br><em>'Throw all your papers off the desk, grab me from behind and kiss me like there is no tomorrow.&nbsp; Throw me on the desk and screw me until I am sore from it.&nbsp; Then, press me against it and take me from behind some more.&nbsp; Make me your everything...'</em><br><br><strong>CLANK</strong><br><br>One of the items on the shelf fell and made a crashing noise as it broke her from her reverie.&nbsp; Quickly picking it up, she moved towards his desk and closer to him as she now worked much closer to him.&nbsp; Her sweet smell wafted into his nostrils as her voluptuous bosom was mere inches away from his eyesight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>21-04-2009, 16:35:47</strong>
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				He hadn't even noticed her knocking over the trophy he had received for playing rugby as he was still absorbed in the fact that he had seen a fleeting glimpse of her g-string. The black satin contrasted against the light cinnamon colour of her skin and as he watched her...he found himself hard beneath his desk.<br><br>He had to blink a few times to gather his wits when she had approached and placed the broken trophy on his desk.&nbsp; His mind raced with thoughts of what he wanted to do with her...to do to her and he had to force himself to keep from reaching out to her.&nbsp; To grab her and simply claim her with his hands and mouth.<br><br>His eyes lingered on the ample promise of her breasts as she stood at the side of his desk and he had to clear his throat twice in order to finally find a tone that didn't sound animalistic and hungry.<br><br><b>"You know...that held some value to me."</b><br><br>Which was a complete lie.&nbsp; It was just a trophy.&nbsp; He had a dozen of them and it didn't matter at all but something in him at the moment greatly desired to get the upper hand in dealing with Noelle.&nbsp; To put the luscious beauty on the defensive and put her in a position where she found herself needing to please him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 04:12:59</strong>
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				Noelle held the broken trophy like an injured animal.&nbsp; Dropping the duster on the floor, she felt her heart begin to beat out of her chest.&nbsp; If it wasn't for her ribs, she was positive that it would leap out of her.&nbsp; The realization began to hit her face as she understood what she had done.&nbsp; The golden man on the trophy was completely separated from the base of the trophy.&nbsp; She had completely ruined everything in what little slip of her mind.<br><br>"I.......Please.......Sir......It was an accident......I'm sorry.......There must be something I can do to repay you......"<br><br>The company's policy on broken items were that they had to be paid from their own pocket.&nbsp; Looking at the trophy, she realized that all the money she earned today would go to repair it.&nbsp; Noelle already had a tight budget and desperately needed the money to help keep her head afloat.&nbsp; Nibbling on her bottom lip, her deep brown eyes went from the shattered figure to look him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 07:23:48</strong>
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				Where he might normally feel bad for witnessing the dismay that was clearly shown on the beautiful girl's face over having broken something of him.&nbsp; He didn't.&nbsp; It was a bit surprising to him but what he did feel was something altogether different.&nbsp; He felt predatory.<br><br>As she stood at the side of his desk, he couldn't help but notice her fragrance once more and the way her hair framed her beautiful face as she tried to reason with him that she would pay for the damages.<br><br>He swiveled smoothly in his desk chair and turned to face her as he spoke with a firm confidence that he didn't exactly recognize.<br><br><strong>" I'm not sure if that's something you can actually afford to pay for, Noelle.&nbsp; Tell me, how badly do you need this job?"</strong><br><br>His mind was definitely in motion and he couldn't help it. Noelle brought out something primal in him.&nbsp; Something hungry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 23:05:29</strong>
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				Placing the broken items on the desk, Noelle looked down at the mahogany structure.&nbsp; It was priceless.&nbsp; It was irreplaceable and she had broken it.&nbsp; Noelle hadn't broken anything on a job in years.&nbsp; Why did it have to happen here?&nbsp; Why did it have to happen with him?<br><br>Why did he make her so nervous?&nbsp; Why did he make it impossible to concentrate on the task hand?&nbsp; Why was she so glad that the broken item afforded them moments to talk to one another?&nbsp; Feeling her small body shake involuntarily in front of him, Noelle moved her dark eyes to look up at him as her tanned skin grew a much paler color.<br><br>"Steve.....Sir....I have to have this job....It is all I have to pay my rent.....If you tell my employer, I will surely get fired....."<br><br>The fear grew inside of her as a wetness grew inside the lids of her eyes.&nbsp; Blinking them away, she looked to him with the softest expression as she tried to play on his heart strings.<br><br>"There must be something I can do to repay the damage...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 16:45:30</strong>
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				It was like he had been suddenly given the keys to a magic kingdom that he was now the king of.&nbsp; She sounded desperate and even in a t-shirt and jeans, she was so close to him, she looked absolutely stunning.<br><br>His heart hammered inside his chest and a swarm of butterflies were active enough in his abdomen that he felt nauseous.<br><br><i> Would this work? </i><br><br><i> How could this turn bad? </i><br><br>Eventually, it didn't matter.&nbsp; His desire to push Noelle.&nbsp; His desire to simply take advantage of her overrode any attempts at logic.<br><br><b> "Something you can do, hmmmm? " </b><br><br>He let out a dep breath, almost sounding like a sigh of displeasure at the fact that he simply needed to continue with this tedious conversation when his eyes met hers and he spoke calmly but firmly.<br><br><b> " I suppose if you were to work the remainder of your shift here in your bra and panties, that might allow me to forget about this unfortunate thing and keep me from speaking to your employer." </b>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 21:03:52</strong>
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				Noelle didn't know what to say.&nbsp; Was there anything to say?&nbsp; She couldn't not believe her ears at his request of her working in just her underwear.&nbsp; She was not a whore and a paid sex object, so she wasn't going to do any acts just to please him.<br><br>Nibbling on her bottom lip, Noelle thought about that prospect.&nbsp; As each moment passed, it was getting more and more difficult for her to deny the burning passion that she had begun to feel when she was around him.&nbsp; It was nothing she had ever felt before and the thought of parading around before him while her body would get him so excited enticed the young girl.&nbsp; Shaking her head as she stepped back from the desk, her shaking hands came up and hugged her shirt and jeans.<br><br>"Sir........I really don't think that is appropriate......"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 21:21:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He would have been surprised had she responded favourably.&nbsp; That was part of the appeal he supposed.&nbsp; The fact that Noelle was clearly surprised by his recommendation only served to intrigue him more.&nbsp; He gave her a small but clearly regretful smile, his broad shoulders shifting upwards slightly in a shrug as he spoke in a quiet but calm tone.<br><br><b>&nbsp; " Well it was you that offered to do "something" to pay for what you have damaged, Noelle.&nbsp; I merely made a suggestion regarding what I thought would we both would be satisfied with at the conclusion of your shift." </b><br><br>Turning away from her and letting his focus swing back to his computer monitor he spoke in a disinterested tone.<br><br><b> " You can finish your shift please keep me aprised of any more things you happen to break, that way I can give a detailed list to your employer at the conclusion of your shift." </b>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 17:18:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"NO!&nbsp; Please.....There must be some other way....."<br><br>Quickly, Noelle almost shouted out her protest at him telling her employer.&nbsp; That simply could not happen or she would be fired in a heartbeat.&nbsp; The nervousness and fear began to rise in the young girl as her eyes drifted down to her fingers.&nbsp; With the color draining from her skin, Noelle had no other choice.&nbsp; She needed this job.&nbsp; She had to have it.<br><br>"Okay......I'll do it....."<br><br>Swallowing the large lump in her throat as her words came out like a sweet whisper.&nbsp; Turning away from him, she kept her back to him as she lifted the tee shirt off of her body.&nbsp; Slowly, the small white garment was now on the back of the chair as she was now in a white lace bra.&nbsp; It looked simple enough to wear for work, but there was a touch of femininity in it that made it stand out.<br><br>Shaking her hips, she undid her jeans as they slowly fell down her legs.&nbsp; Bending at her waist as he got an eyeful of the matching french cut panties.&nbsp; Picking up the pants, she settled them on the chair as she turned around him and showed him everything.&nbsp; The bra barely contained her large bosom as her sun kissed skin fell into the lace garment.&nbsp; He could see the outlines of her dark nipples through the soft lace.&nbsp; The french cut panties pressed firmly against her sweet lips along with framing her pert bum.&nbsp; The soft white lace contrasted against her darkened skin as she brushed her dark curly hair away from her face as she looked up to him.<br><br>"There.....can we now forget about the damages?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 21:39:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment was overwhelming.&nbsp; She seemed so desperate to keep her job and the fact that the exotic beauty that he had been thinking about much of the morning was now in her bra and panties in his office...it was a fact that had him feeling dizzy and nearly drunk with power and excitement.<br><br>The white of her lace lingerie contrasted perfectly with her darker skin and the cut of both her bra and panties only seemed to accentuate her wealth of curves.&nbsp; He wanted her.&nbsp; He had wanted her from the moment she had appeared in his doorway but that desire for her had been a spark, compared to the roaring inferno that was now rampaging through him.&nbsp; <br><br>His hands wanted to reach out to her.&nbsp; To claim her and maul her.&nbsp; To pull her onto his lap and take and take from her until she was a whimpering, gasping mess.<br><br>A flushed, trembling, beautiful mess.<br><br>The removal of her clothes had only enhanced the soft scent of her perfume that she wore and now as she stood nearly naked before him, he knew he had to have more.&nbsp; He was expecting to have to take all of this slowly but now, the sight of her...he wanted more.&nbsp; He wanted to see just how far she would go.<br><br>He had to clear his throat once and even then, it still came out sounding husky.<br><br><em>"Noelle...come stand infront of me.&nbsp; Stand infront of me and ask me again."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>27-05-2009, 20:09:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle stood nervously in front of him as she felt his eyes eat up every inch of her.&nbsp; It wasn't a simple glance as she felt his eyes go over every inch of her feminine body.&nbsp; Every curve, every imperfection, every twist and every sensual inch of her body was watched over like a hawk by him as the growing tension between only grew that much thicker.&nbsp; In fact, Noelle could cut the air between them as the uncomfortable silence permeated his large office.<br><br>Constantly, she fiddled with her dark curly hair as she pushed it back behind her ears.&nbsp; Her dark brown eyes could not even look him in the eyes as they moved around each detail of the room.&nbsp; Her shaking legs slowly moved towards him as the sound of her jeans rubbing together had been replaced by her soft feet delicately falling on the floor.&nbsp; She stood at the corner of his desk as her eyes finally moved over to him.&nbsp; With a shaking lip as her arms hugged her gentle body, she spoke her intentions once again.<br><br>"Please.....can we forget about the damages that I caused?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>27-05-2009, 21:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle was a vision.&nbsp; Even standing awkwardly nearby, her arms crossed over her ample chest like a nervous and insecure school girl she still looked sensational.&nbsp; He positively ached inside his trousers for her and he had to grip his desk hard a moment to keep from reaching out to her and grabbing her.<br><br>Something spoke to him at a primal level.&nbsp; It whispered to him that if he wanted it, he could just reach out and take it...and Noelle would give it to him.&nbsp; He knew she would.&nbsp; He could see it in her eyes.<br><br>He couldn't help but want more.<br><br>He wanted her desperate for it.&nbsp; He wanted her eager and breathless for him to claim her and show her just what a woman that looked like she did could be used for.<br><br>He gave her a somewhat amused look and spoke in a calm but firm tone.<br><br><em>"Better, Noelle but still not good enough.&nbsp; Last chance...come sit on my lap, and ask me again."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 04:34:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>'Last Chance'</strong><br><br>The two words echoed inside of the young girl's head as she looked to him with a surprised look.&nbsp; Noelle had thought that she had satisfied him by taking off her clothes.&nbsp; She didn't realize that she had to do more.&nbsp; Wasn't stripping in front of him enough for this animal?&nbsp; What more could he want?<br><br>Suddenly, with her back against the wall, Noelle decided to dive head first.&nbsp; Slowly, the shy and nervous tension began to fade away as she let her arms fall to her side.&nbsp; Taking just a few steps, she sat sideways on his lap as she draped her arm around his neck.&nbsp; Holding tight to him as her warm body pressed against him.&nbsp; The smell of her perfume was quite strong as it mixed with the floral fragrance of her thick curly hair that was only a few inches away.&nbsp; Her wide eyes stared up to him as she spoke in a breathless whisper.<br><br>"Sir.......please......I've been bad.&nbsp; Can you ever forgive me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 18:02:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was no doubt in her mind regarding the effect she had on him. She could feel his tensed thighs beneath the round, pert curve of her bottom and the warmth of his body mingled with the intense heat of her own as she sat on his lap, nearly naked wearing lingerie that seemed to enhance her luscious curves more than restrain them.&nbsp; She could feel him, hard and insistent...an unyielding ridge pressing against the outside of her thigh as she sat crossways in his lap.&nbsp; He positively ached to touch her and taste her.<br><br>Clearly he had worn her down in one respect and desperate to find some semblance of control, she decided to take a different stance.&nbsp; Being more accomodating and sexual.&nbsp; It was a nice change but didn't make a difference in what he wanted of her.&nbsp; He had already reached critical mass, or atleast he thought he had.&nbsp; She felt perfect and looked perfect as she sat across his lap and reached out to her to touch her.&nbsp; His fingertips lightly running along the delicate line of her jaw before tucking an errant, ebony-hued curl behind her ear before allowing himself to firmly grip her jaw and chin with his large hand.&nbsp; Lifting upward slightly as if drawing her closer to kiss her lush mouth before speaking firmly once more.<br><br>"Perhaps I can forgive you.&nbsp; Stay seated on my lap but turn your back to me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>29-05-2009, 04:26:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was one thing to assume it.&nbsp; It was one thing to guess it.&nbsp; It was something entirely different to run into it face first.&nbsp; His muscles immediately tensed up when she sat down on his thigh.&nbsp; She felt his warm breath begin to quicken and become rather laboured against her.&nbsp; And, most of all, she could feel something poke out of his pants against her thigh as she laid on top of him.&nbsp; There was absolutely no denying exactly what she was doing to him.<br><br>He was clearly evident.&nbsp; She was masked and hidden away.&nbsp; However, the depths of her passion were brought to the forefront when she felt his soft yet firm touch against her cheek.&nbsp; Almost immediately, her sweet pink lips trembled in anticipation as the simple touch was dripping in sensuality.&nbsp; She could never imagine anything so perfect and so powerful as it seemed to draw her closer to him.&nbsp; The world around them seemed to melt away as her dark pools were only focused on him.&nbsp; Looking up to him, she slowly nodded her head as she spoke like the soft whisper of the wind.<br><br>"Yes....."<br><br>Turning in his lap, she moved her legs around him as both of her arms went to wrap around his neck.&nbsp; She was now facing him as her small body was actually able to look down at him from her new found position.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 23:35:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He definitely had her attention and by the look in her beautifully dark eyes, it seemed he had an affect on her as well although doubtfully as profound an effect as she was having on him.&nbsp; He had to fight with himself to keep from staring at her beautiful breasts.&nbsp; Luscious and firm; filling the cups of her bra beautifully.&nbsp; The light brown skin of her body mesmerized him as much as the warmth of her body and he wanted to touch her but resisted.&nbsp; Taking a moment to indulge by simply pressing up slightly with his hips.&nbsp; Allowing her to feel the hard ridge inside his trousers before letting out a slow, deep release and speaking warmly as his eyes drifted up to meet hers.<br><br><strong>"I want you to come here daily and clean.&nbsp; I want it to be you Noelle.&nbsp; Tell your supervisor's that I am specifically requesting you and if that involves a higher fee then I will pay that fee.&nbsp; I'm also going to give you a task.&nbsp; I'm going to give you two thousand dollars.&nbsp; You're going to use that money to buy as many outfits as you are able.&nbsp; French maid, heels, boots, lingerie...whatever you feel puts your glorious beauty on display.&nbsp; Do we have an understanding?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 00:55:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle's arms wrapped around his neck as her hands came to grip his firm shoulders.&nbsp; Her sun drenched skin and sweet perfume came wafting into his nostrils as her body was so close to him and just aching to be touched.&nbsp; The soft white of her bra presented her full bosom so close to him that she could almost feel the heat coming from them.&nbsp; Her dark orbs went wide as his hips pushed up between her legs as his tip poked between their respective clothing.&nbsp; It would be so simple to remove her panties and his pants and he would have quickly slid inside of her.&nbsp; Swallowing the large lump in her throat as the intoxication of the moment made reality and her thoughts melt away and disappear around her.<br><br>"That.....That can be arranged.&nbsp; Some clients have requested specific girls for their services."<br><br>That was simple and easy as it could be done by a simple form to her supervisor.&nbsp; Clients get comfortable with specific maids that they only want them to clean their houses.&nbsp; However, it usually did not involve this insinuated activity.&nbsp; But, the money...<br><br>"Sir.....I-I-I cannot accept your cash.&nbsp; That is much too generous.&nbsp; Why can't I wear my normal uniform?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 20:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was completely mesmerized by her soft, sweet warmth and it amazed him how much of a cliche a woman could become at times.&nbsp; She was quite literally saying "No." even while everything else she did, every way her body moved and responded to his practically screamed, "Yes!"&nbsp; The restraint he had showed earlier had faltered and he moved one hand towards her even as her hands continued to rest on his broad shoulders.<br><br>His fingertips found her jaw and lightly traced along the smooth, warm, perfect line.&nbsp; Admiring the simplicity as well as maddening complexity of her beauty, his hand finally coming to rest alongside her face, cupping it with one hand and tilting it up slightly so he could see her slender throat grow taut with the motion.&nbsp; His thumb finding her lush, lower lip and slowly beginning to stroke at it even as he spoke.<br><br><strong>"You can't wear your normal uniform because I want you to wear other uniforms Noelle.&nbsp; It is what I want and that is a more than sufficient answer at the moment.&nbsp; Now part your lips and suck on my thumb..."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 02:09:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"But......But......But....."<br><br>A French Maid uniform to wear while cleaning?&nbsp; That seemed kind of useless as they were not designed for that intention.&nbsp; Most of the sex or costume shops just sold tiny little outfits that women would use just to tantalize their lovers.&nbsp; They weren't designed for cleaning much like the School Girl wasn't made for an actual School Girl.&nbsp; It was just a front and Noelle knew it.&nbsp; Even though she knew the cliche of it all, her mind was wandering and thinking of what to buy for him.<br><br>Her dark orbs were drawn to him as his fingers stopped the shaking of her lips.&nbsp; Her lips finally paused, but that only meant that her heart and her breathing were being increased by his smooth fingers.&nbsp; As he traced along her very warm and smooth skin, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling that he was controlling from her.&nbsp; Moving with him, she felt her muscles turn to glue as they melted under his touch.&nbsp; She couldn't even control her lips anymore as they slowly parted and she moved closer around his thumb.&nbsp; Her sweet pink lips lowered down his thumb as they slid over every inch of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 01:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was entirely enamoured with this girl.&nbsp; She had the body of a woman in blossom but her warm, dark eyes seemed desperate for something, anything...and his attention and controlling of the situation and her seemed to fill it for her.<br><br>He felt vital and with her here...in his presence, he felt completely and wholly like a man.&nbsp; Unburdened with all the societal rules and expectations that were heaped on men from the moment of their birth.&nbsp; With Noelle, he felt free.<br><br>When her beautiful eyes drifted shut, the warm perfection of her pink lips parted and with beautiful, agonizing hesitation, they parted enough to take his thumb inside the heat of her mouth and slowly draw more and more of him inside of her.<br><br>His entire body was on fire and she felt his free hand on her hip slowly draw her small, curvey form closer to him while straddling his lap.&nbsp; She could feel a hard ridge pressing against the crotch of her panties as she suckled quietly, his hand controlling her hips and rocking her back and forth, matching the rhythm of her mouth as she sucked on his thumb as he had directed her to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 17:51:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle's warm breath tickled his thumb as she felt it increase rather rapidly.&nbsp; Breathing from her nose against his skin as her lips had formed a perfect circle around his thumb.&nbsp; Her soft tongue began to help with the suckling as it traced along every edge of him.&nbsp; She felt the smoothness of his fingernail.&nbsp; She felt every ridge of his joint and she traced along the entire length of him to feel every single inch.<br><br>Her eyes suddenly shot opened as she was pulled down on his lap.&nbsp; Her thin panties ran against the raging hardness that was now inside of his pants.&nbsp; It was just wanting to burst and escape from his trousers as she felt his length for the first time.&nbsp; Shaking instinctively as the sudden rush of images of seeing his every inch came inside of her mind.&nbsp; Her smooth and full hips rocked along his hips as a small moan came from her mouth.&nbsp; Her heart began to race as the pleasure suddenly began to grow inside of her like never before.&nbsp; She never had an employer take control of her like this before.&nbsp; She never had felt anything so strong and compelling before in her life.&nbsp; It was so intoxicating and so damn addicting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 20:18:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been far easier with Noelle than he had expected.&nbsp; She seemed to absolutely blossom under his attention and control and the more he allowed her to feel the weight of his will, the more she seemed to be able to take.&nbsp; This gorgeous, budding goddess, straddling his lap and suckling on his thumb as if it were something she had dreamed about since being a young girl.&nbsp; Her lips felt good around his thumb, her mouth was hot, her tongue slick and his abdomen was filled with butterflies as he came to the realization that his thumb would be replaced with the hard ridge that she was awkwardly bumping her hips against.&nbsp; If things went well, perhaps it might be a daily occurrence...having a girl like Noelle doing your bidding could turn any bad day into something glorious.<br><br>And that was precisely what she was.&nbsp; Glorious.&nbsp; He knew he could have her right now if he wished it.&nbsp; She might give some sort of half-hearted reservation, some lustfully whimpered denial but she wanted it.&nbsp; It almost seemed she wanted it more than he did, which certainly worked wonders on his psyche as well as the stiffened ridge inside his trousers.<br><br>He felt the soft puff of warm air from her delicate nostrils as she obediently suckled on his thumb.&nbsp; With his other hand. his touch drifted off the lush, firm curve of her hip and slipped around the front of her.&nbsp; His fingertips lightly stroking across her abdomen, pressing against her lower abdomen even as his thumb drifted lower, slowly and lightly stroking the lace that covered her warm sex.&nbsp; Not pressing against her, his touch upon her, simply another reminder that she was a sexual creature and that in his company, she was safe to simply be such a thing.<br><br>His thumb lightly stroked at her for what seemed like an eternity...watching her desire growing even as her suckling became more hungry and desperate until he took both of his hands away from her.&nbsp; His glisteing thumb slipping past her glossy lips and he gave her a firm look and spoke clearly.<br><br>"Noelle...walk slowly out of my office and get upon my bed..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Service To Order</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 20:17:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was such a slippery slope and Noelle was sliding down at breakneck speed.&nbsp; Falling headfirst into destinations unknown that was pulling her body and mind into two opposite directions.&nbsp; Noelle knew this was a bad idea and so wrong for her to be acting like this in front of a customer.&nbsp; The company had strict policies and would fire her in an instant if they knew what was happening.<br><br>However, her body was making decisions for her as it seemed to grow a mind of its own.&nbsp; She was a young girl and it had been so very long since anything like this had ever happened to her.&nbsp; It had been ages since she felt the firm and wonderful touch of a man.&nbsp; She couldn't even remember when she felt so desired and that somebody thought that she was so beautiful.&nbsp; It was as if all of her deepest desires had come true and she was only here to be satisfied by him.<br><br>Her mind began to imagine the thumb to be another appendage of his when he felt his touch move lower down her body.&nbsp; Breathing in with a heavy gasp, Noelle felt his fingers graze across the lace of her panties.&nbsp; He could feel the warmth and the moistness wanting to escape from her wet lips.&nbsp; Pushing against her skin, it was a subtle and light teasing that only put gas on the fire burning inside of her.<br><br>Even if she wanted, no words could escape her lips.&nbsp; Slowly, she got off his lap and walked out of his office.&nbsp; This should be the time for her to make her leave and escape from his clutches.&nbsp; Go back to work and forget that this had ever happened.&nbsp; But, her naked feet had a mind of their own as she walked into the large bedroom.&nbsp; Seeing the empty bed, she sat down on the edge of it as she waited for him.&nbsp; Breathing heavily as her innocent white bra held her feminine bosom high on her chest, Noelle knew that she had gotten too far.&nbsp; She couldn't escape him and wanted nothing more than to fulfill the tempting promises that their bodies had promised each other.
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