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The mirror glimmered with reflected sunlight.

It was strange, Mirry mused that for the first time in a very long time, in fact, probably as long as she could remember, she actually felt comfortable looking at herself in the mirror.

She was tempted to suggest the lingerie covered up her worse parts, but that just wasn't true, nor did it flatter her.

That might suggest an insincere compliment ignoring her curves.

The truth was it took her curves and created a flow with the rest of her body, so it all sort of worked.

Looking at the sheer material that barely kissed her naked skin, giving it a sensitive, warm blue hue, hiding enough to be classy yet hinting, and enough to be seductive, Mary wondered why she hadn't tried it before the jade did.

Taunts of her past echoed in her ears, in kind words of her peers when she was younger, and the torments of her ex boyfriends who only seemed to belittle her, drifted through her mind, reminding her of exactly why.

But as she looked in the mirror, her hands bored as she remembered the honest appraisal of mister Amoru Mark.

She remembered his cock as it swelled between her fingers.

The look of sheer animalistic lust as he watched her in the lingerie did in those voices until there were nothing but a faded memory.

Her fingers caressed her self material.

She gasped slightly at the amplified sensation of her touch, as if the teddy added another level to every movement of her fingers.

It is strange, she thought.

A week ago, I avoided looking at myself in the mirror, but now it actually turns me on.

Her pussy gently throbs in agreement, the familiar dully growing as her fingers explore her hardening nipples.

She couldn't resist letting her fingers dance over her body.

It wasn't like before, when her self pleasure in touch was only for a release.

This was something more.

She honestly felt as if she was making love to her body.

Despite her new confidence, she couldn't hold back a blush at the thought.

The first time she had made love properly and it was with herself.

There was something poignant about that.

She just couldn't figure out what.

Reaching for the boutique bag on the bed, she removed the item within.

She loved the teddy.

It made everything up from her thighs feel amazing, but it still wasn't complete.

She wanted this feeling of beauty to embrace her whole body.

Opening the packaging, she removed a pair of sheer stockings.

She had considered a guard belt, but couldn't make the class work, so she opped it for thigh eyes instead.

That seemed a lot simpler.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she rolled a stocking up and slid her hand inside, then unrolling it along the arm.

The sheer material was like the most beautiful kissl on her skin, the lace top adding another level of femininity.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she rolled it back down, removed it from her arm, and slid it up her leg, moaning gently as the sensuous material stroked her in a thigh, and as that lace top gently grasped at that soft flesh, her pussy clutched in anticipation, allowing her finger tips to continue upward.

Mary's pussy trembled with need.

She could feel her wet heat burning through the sheer material.

Gee.

She needed satisfaction again.

Reaching for the vibrator Mark had given her that now had a premnent home on her nightstand, she slid it inside that teddy before reaching for her phone.

I need to come again, she texted.

Then, after thinking for a moment, she texted please.

Within seconds of vibrators sprung to life.

Somehow, knowing Mark was controlling it somewhere made it more intimate.

They had been doing this several times a day since their last meeting.

Mark was still a full time teacher and had a lot of work to do preparing for this meal.

Otherwise they would share these moments in person.

Mary wondered where he was right now.

Was he in a staff meeting while he pleasured her, perhaps giving a class.

There was something incredibly sexy about thinking of him surrounded by unknowing eyes as he took her to where she needed to go.

Her pussy clutched in the mirror she watched.

To prolong her pleasure, she moved the beautiful latex toy around her pussy, allowing it to kiss every part of her sex.

Her eyes closed as the pleasure grew, her legs tensing around her hand.

She could imagine how hard Mark's cock claws, knowing he was giving her another orgasm and what she might do with it.

Her eyes opened slightly as the onslaught of her orgasm spread.

In the mirror.

She could see his eyes as he watched her, his fingers sliding up and down the throbbing length of his erection.

She knew he could control his orgasm any more than she could control hers.

The thought of him stood between her legs, watching her touch herself became too much to bear.

As she writhed on her bed, consumed by the raptures of her orgasm.

Loud moans echoed from deep inside her throat as she rocked her pelvis against a vibrating toy.

His body tightened, his strokes became faster.

He growled deep and resonant as a warm flood of his seamen caressed her stomach, inspiring a hot flush of her orgasm to spiral through her body.

A water full of pleasure cascaded from a pussy, erupting like the most beautiful explosion between her thighs.

As a moan subsided.

As she succumbed to the warm after glow that embraced her body, her phone deemed better.

Mark texted, trying to control the shuddering through her body.

She grappled with her phone and after several attempts, replied with a simple yes, good see you in an hour.

His reply came back almost instantaneously an hour.

Oh fuck, Merry moaned and tried standing, her legs buckling as soon as she stood, forcing her back onto the bed.

It was at least twenty minutes before she stood and danced around her bedroom, trying to dress her uniform for the evening, whilst calling a cab.

Her pussy still gently throbbed with pleasure as she got out of the cab in front of the hall, her legs still trembling slightly.

This level of pleasure was addictive, but Mary's desire to do well tonight in sure.

She regained control of her body, adjusting her close Before she pushed through the large doors.

She took a moment to find the bathroom to ensure everything was secure.

She really didn't want the vibrator falling out in the middle of service, and despite its securing straps, she wanted peace of mind so you might focus on the job in hand.

Eventually she found the main hall.

It was huge, and although the meal didn't begin for another hour, it seemed like it was already full of a gazillion people.

Her eyes darted across the sea her faces until she fell marked speaking to a small group of very official looking people.

He acknowledged her with a smile and a nod.

While he continued talking, Mary waited patiently.

The noise of conversation buzzed around the hall.

He looked very much like her old school.

There was a race stage at the fire end, with heavy curtains drawn.

Closed tables were set out across the expanse of the floor, and people moved around, trying to find their places in the melee of seating.

Her feet already ate in her high hills as she wondered how she might move around all these tables, let alone carry meals without dropping them.

This suddenly seemed like a terrible idea.

Mary clenched and clenched her fists repeatedly, trying to control the rising anxiety, her throat already burned with the onslaught of acid.

What the fuck was she doing?

How on earth does she think she could handle this?

She could barely control her nerves in a normal social meeting, but this, well, this was just off the scale.

Deciding to leave, she turned on her heel before a gentle caress started between her thighs.

Suddenly, her mind was distracted by the pleasure growing subtly inside her panties.

Her lips dried as she bit them gently.

The familiar, warm glow of arousal embraced her body and chased away her concerns, her mind occupied with a slowly throbbing pleasure right there on her clipped For a moment, all the people in the room disappeared, and as Mary closed her eyes, she was back in Mark's study, her lips stretched around his girth.

He now she could feel every pulsing movement of his eraction as it slid in and out of a wanton pussy.

Suddenly, his voice was right next to her, his warm body inviting hers to melt into his, to submit to him, as she submitted, oh so willingly into the protective embrace of his aura.

You okay, yeah, she managed, swallowing her gasps.

Goosebumps peppered her body as his hand slid up and down her back, his thumb pressing firmly along her spine, spreading the warm glow of relaxation.

The gentle vibrations between the thighs quieted, but the relaxation remained.

How am I going to serve all these tables?

I've never even carried a plate of food that far, she whispered.

I'm guessing you didn't read the notes I gave you, Mark said, with a warm smile.

No, Mark replied, as a gentle blush invaded her cheeks.

She was aware of the notes, but presumed they had just said nothing more than get order, take order at a table, put order down.

What else could they say?

Okay, You'll be next to a table, my table, as it happens, and if anyone needs anything, they will raise their hands for simple things like cutlery, drinks or condiments.

There is a table at the far end with everything on and you can get those from there.

For the meal orders, you radio them through to the kitchen with the person's name and the table, and the serving staff will bring those to you from the kitchen, Mark said, passing her an earpiece.

All you have to do is look beautiful, charm them with your smile, and remember you are out there head table, he breathed as he helped her put in the earpiece.

Now press a button on the side and say Marry malone.

Checking in for the head table, he said, and watched her as she checked him, his eyes warm with understanding.

Okay, let's go to the head table.

It's time for me to get seated anyway, he said, as his hand pressed gently on the smaller her back, guiding her through the people finding their seats.

Eventually they found their way to the top table, and Mark pulled out his chair before leaning into Mary and whispering, Just go around the table and introduce yourself to everyone and suggest that if they need anything, then they just need to raise their hand, he said as he sat down.

Keep that smile going, and then when you're finished, just stand up here behind me.

If you have any problems, I'm close by.

Mary moved around the table, introducing herself and doing as Mark had suggested.

By the time she was standing behind Mark again, she felt surprisingly at ease with what she was doing.

Mark reached behind her and squeezed her thigh, gently, feeling the lace tops on her thigh eyes.

He smiled at her as his finger tips caressed the material through her soft skirt, pressing gently and sending a shudder of sudden desire through her body.

The evening went surprisingly fast.

The only slight hurdle came as the mills was served and the beautiful fragrance had filled the room.

Reminded Mary that she had forgotten to eat earlier, and her stomach growled like a crouchedy old man.

Once her plates were cleared, Mark stood and spoke.

Mary wondered how he managed to speak to so many people so well.

She just knew if she was stood in front of all these people, she would collapse into a ball of nerves.

Eventually, he introduced the next speaker, who had some posh sounding name, apparently ran in charity that Mary quickly forgot the name of.

A ripple of respectful applause circulated the room as the other speaker stood, thanking Mark and picking up a pile of notes from beside him.

Mark didn't sit back down.

Instead, he turned to Mary and whispered, come with me, there is something I need a hand with.

Mary followed him through a door at the far end of the hall, the new speaker's voice disappearing as the door shut behind them.

Mark spoke as he hurried on the corridor.

Ronald would bore them for at least half an hour, so that means thirty minutes for us.

He took her hand and led her up a sure flight of wooden steps, a vast space over and before her.

Heavy curtains provided an alternative to a wall along one side.

The distant, muffled sounds of Ronald's speech permeated the material.

There was a little in the room apart from a chage lange and a theatrically oversized chair.

Are you on the stage, Mary ventured curiously.

We are indeed, Arles said, as he flicked on an unseen standard lamp next to the chair, his light only providing a dim contrast to the gloom that draped the stage, lighting a deep power rug just an inch of curtains of orders privacy.

Loosening his pants and sitting in the chair, he studying Merry for a moment, noticing how suddenly meek she looked.

Taking his phone from his pocket, his eyes gazed up and down her body.

You've done really well tonight, he said, every word dripping with sincerity.

Sliding his finger over the phone.

The vibrator in her Teddy gently resurrected its caress of Mary's clip, sending a shock wave of unexpected pleasure through her now strip, he commanded.

Mary turned to face him, half expecting him to be grinning, as if in jest, but his face was stern, his jaw locked.

His hand slid into his loosened pants, pulling his erection from its confinement.

Mary paused for a moment.

She had never undressed for a man, had suddenly felt very self conscious and nervous.

Mark Leasley put his phone on the arm of the chair as his hand grasped at his hard cock.

See how hard you make my cock at just the thought of you imagine how will be as I watch you strip down to your lingerie.

As if hypnotized, Mary's eyes fixated on the movement of his hand up and down his shaft.

There was something so sexy about watching a man touch himself.

She groaned gently as his hand slid over his balls, massaging them.

Mary's hand found the buttons of her shirt of his own accord, loosening each one slowly.

The cold air invaded her open shirt, sending tingles dancing over her skin.

Mark's hand moved over his buttons, exposing his chest until his fingers found his nipple and stroked it.

Even in the gloom, Mary was sure his cock swelled as he massaged his nipple.

Unbuttoning the waistband of her skirt, she moved her hips to a allow it to slide down the legs.

I love the way you move your hips, Mark moaned as he gently slid a finger over his phone, the vibrations growing between Mary's legs.

Moaning gently, her fingers danced over the sheer materival of her teddy.

Exploring her red nipple.

She rubbed it roughly, intensifying the sensations inside a pussy.

Mark's eyes watched her fingers move with a new intensity.

Almost obsessed with watching, Mary touched herself bringing He held up his hand, inviting her to join him.

The sound of Mary's heels echoed across the stage as she moved to take his hand, and as their fingers connected, he simply said, on your knees.

Mary crouched in front of him.

Mark's fingers slid through her hair, brushing her hair back from her face.

He said, I want to watch your pretty eyes as you take me in your mouth.

Mary tried to wrap her fingers around the extent of his swollen girth, gripping his trembling shaft.

She kissed up and down his length, her fingers finding his tightening balls, she rubbed them gently.

Extending one finger behind them, she massaged between his thighs.

The intense rubbing in his cock grew as her lips caressed back up his length Slowly, her lips kissed at the tip of him, her tongue dancing across his slit.

Mark's hips raised in appreciation, his cock edging between her lips, circling his cockhead with her tongue.

His body tensed at the sensations moving through him.

His eyes closed despite the gloom echoing the pleasure that was flooding through his body, her lips.

She slid her mouth down his shaft, her tongue, enticing his cock deeper.

Mark's eyes shone with a brilliance as his tip threatened her throat.

Slowly, Mary dragged her mouth back up his shaft, the edge of her teeth setting every nerve of light in his entire length.

Droaning loudly, Mark fumbled with his phone, the vibrations exploding along Mary's clip, her moans of pleasure vibrating along his length.

Mark's fingers pulled on her hair, his cock pushing deeper more urgently.

Struggling for breath, Mary gasped as his cock thrust in a determined rhythm, its full length sliding rapidly between her lips.

Watching him this close to coming sped things up.

The swirling sensation of an orgasm already invading every selling Her body clutched with need.

Mark pulled out of her mouth and motioned for her to move up.

Mary stood and kneeled across him, sliding her teddy to one side.

She took his cock in her hand and guided him between her trembling lips.

As she slid down his shaft, her sex massaging every delicious inch along him.

She couldn't help but moan loudly as his head pushed along that velvety spot, teasing a cascade of fireworks through her body.

The sensation of the vibrator pushing hard onto her clit as her pelvises pressed against each other sent her into a frenzied lust as she lifted her hips and then repeatedly impelled her needy pussy onto his length, the vibrator crushing against her clit as wave after wave of sheer pleasure flooded her body.

Grasping his chest for support, Mary dragged her fingers nails across his nipples, pinching them between her fingers as she rode him wildly, forcing him to arch his back and thrust his cock even deeper.

Mark's hand reached behind her and spank tor ass, sending that familiar sensation of stealing ecstasy through her whole body.

Unable to control the pulsating wildfire pushing through her, Mary's thighs tightened as she pushed down harder along his length, crying in pleasure as his nails dug into the cheeks of her ass.

Forcing his cock to the very end of her.

Tears drifted unbidden down her cheeks as a surge of sensations coursed through her.

Mark pulled her closer, his eyes fixated on hers, with a wild passion burning behind them as he growled Fuck Mary.

Before her pussy flooded with warm streams of his cumb Her own body reacted so beautifully, so perfectly, as it clutched his pulsing cock, the sensation of his throbbing length massaging her pussy to perfection.

As the waterfall of her own orgasm cascaded down her body.

The vibrator posed heavily against her throbbing clt without mercy, prolonging her orgasm.

The potent mixture of mark still pulsing cock deep inside her and the vibrator massaging her sent her body into spasms of torturous pleasure.

Mark held her gaze for the longest moment, the feeling of the pleasure moving between them creating a magical atmosphere.

Suddenly, he pushed his arms up her thighs and lifted her, roughly flipping her.

He dropped her heavily onto the chair.

Mary gassed loudly at the surprise.

Before she could take her next breath, Mark whipped off the vibrator and pushed her legs over his shoulders, his tongue flicking mercilessly at her still throbbing clit, sucking it between his teeth, dragging his teeth along it.

Mary's body convulsed in response.

Lightning shot through every nerve as she twisted in a torrent of pleasure.

One of his hands pushed quickly up her stomach and pressed on her breasts, holding her stone against a chair as he thrust three fingers of his free hand into her sex, his fingers dancing over that spot, teasing it, tormenting it, extending her orgasm to the point Mary thought she might faint.

Not heeding her cries for mercy, Mark's tongue continued to whip viciously at her clip, pushing the throbbing far beyond her pussy.

She could feel it in her throat.

Reaching down with her hands, she grasped at his hair, pulling it into tight balls as she tried to maintain some sanity.

Fuck, this was too much.

Wave after wave of her orgasm assaulted her body.

Mary's legs wrapped tightly around Mark's head, as she begged him to stop.

Despite the extreme intensity of his mouth on a raking pussy, Mary's hips raised against his mouth, his stubble pushed at her lips as his tongue continued to torture her desire still further.

Every inch of her body was on fire with its infernal pleasure, and yet still he pushed her further, gasping for are the sensation of Mark's tongue pressing between her folds, sucking at their juices, his free hand exploring her ass before sliding two long fingers inside, massaging, thrusting.

Mary's whole body exploded in orgasm at this relentless onslaught.

The pleasure spiraling through her was like a wildfire.

Opening her eyes wide, the gloom of the room lit up in a veil of twinkling starlight.

As her pleasure burnt across her pussy.

She trembled violently as his tongue slowed, his beautiful eyes looking up at her over a mound, his eyes twinkling mischievously, before kissing slowly upper body, every touch of his warm lips releasing another cascade of pleasure.

Their mutual satisfaction lingered on his breath as he held her gaze, their warm breaths mixing as their lips brushed, the warm taste of their satisfaction drifting between their mouths as their tongue embraced with slow and deeperfection, their warm juices moving between each other's mouths, pressing harder against each other.

Mary felt the warm caress of the mixing so perfectly as it slid down her throat.

After the longest moment, their kisses softened, loving, becoming more tender as the taste of ecstasy moved between them, truly melting into each other.

Leaning back, she held Mar's gaze.

The glistening of their orgasms sparkled on his chin, kissing it gently from his skin.

She kickled, So did I get the job?

That's it more?

He replied, you have some very hidden talents there.

Somewhere in the distance.

The sound of applause invaded the euphoric bubble.

Shit ma'am moaned, we better get dressed.

Sounds like Ronald is just finishing.

In the dim light, they could only hope they dressed correctly before they slipped back into the main hall.

As the applause died, Mark stood in front of his chair, his hands on the table, supporting him as his knees threatened to buckle.

Thank you, Ronald, another riveting speech, he said, without a hint of the intended sarcasm.

Now Louise Kitchen will talk about her work with deprived children, he said, sounding relieved, as he lowered himself back into his chair.

Mary tried to stand still, but her legs quivered as the after glow permeated every cell of her body.

Somewhere at the end of the table, a hand raised into the air.

Slowly, with very controlled movements, Mary walked to the end of the table with a bottle of wine.

As she bent to fill the empty glass, the warm caress of their mix come kissed down her thighs.

Escaping that beautiful teddy, Mary smiled a little wider at the sensation, their secret hidden to all.

She looked up at the curtains and a pussy clutched a little at the memory aged into her mind.

So next week we have a new story, Yes, toying, what to do with you?

Toying, what to do with you?

Next week?

I'm going to surprise you.

So until next week, and always with your pleasure in mind.

This is devil in wild wishing you salacious dreams.

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