Nick Gretton hated business dinners but sadly he knew they were a necessary evil so he had to endure them. And so he was filled with the usual sense of dread when he and his Financial Director Lena Wells wined and dined Constantine Leovaris and his second in command Sarah Swann at the Runcible spoon in Purplemere.
“I’m going to take two months off work, unpaid mainly, like a sabbatical, so I can come to Cyprus right in the middle of you tour, I’ve already spoken to my boss and he’s happy, so we’ll be together for Christmas and New Year” He said without pausing for breath.
In the village of Sharping-St-Mary only a few miles from Purplemere, Martyn Wingrove was in bed with his girlfriend Sharon Todd, in fact they had been in bed pretty much all the time since she returned from training and exercises with the Downshire Light Infantry.
Lesley stopped tonguing his ear and looked at him earnestly before giving him one of her smiles and his finger slipped inside her crease, her smile widened and her eyes rolled back into her head as he fingered her among the hot creamy sauce of his Halloween treat. And there they stood, Lesley pinned against the wall with her knickers around her thighs as he frigged her wet gash until she came hard.
With it being Halloween the disciplinarians like Aidan were in great demand, but Yvonne always made sure all the staff had an hour off after every 4 sessions, a fact that Lesley was very grateful for, and planned to take full advantage of.
Aidan was staying in one of the day rooms, as he often did when he was in great demand. It was hard work when he was thrashing punters hour after hour but the financial gains made it all worthwhile. But Yvonne always made sure he had an hour off after every 4 sessions, a fact that Lesley was very grateful for.
Many of the staff from the old Spa Hotel business stayed on to give the new seedier trade a go, most of them merely continued in their old roles, cook’s, laundry staff, waiters, waitresses, cleaners, bar staff, housemaids, and maintenance staff.
In the days that followed her arrival at the House of Fun, Lesley, was put to work in the wardrobe room. There was a lot of dressing up involved at the House of Fun so they had amassed quite a wardrobe for the punters delight, which cost a fortune, but if the clients wanted them then they could have them but of course they came at a price, which was highly inflated, which more than covered the cleaning bill, not all fabrics are wipe clean.
After parting company with her escort Lesley got back to her room in no time flat and was feeling guilty again as she had lied to Aidan once more. It was true she wanted to change, in fact she needed to change, in particular her wet knickers. But what she really wanted to do was flick herself off again.
The next morning he walked into reception with a smile on his face but he only managed a couple of steps before Yvonne called to him. “Hello Aidan, I thought it was your day off today” “It is” he replied “But I offered to finish showing Lesley around” “You mean she wasn’t put off?” she asked
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