Note- This is completely made up and does not reflect on any actual real events or persons.
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London, March 2018.
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Kylie Minogue, the pint sized pop princess was surprisingly turning fifty years old in May 2018. The age defying Australian celebrity had never liked birthday parties but on this occasion had decided to splash out and have a good time. Recent times had seen her enjoy only bad luck in her personal relationships and she figured she deserved some quality 'me time.'
Although born and bred in Australia she had chosen London as her adopted home and resided in a £4,000,000 house in Chelsea. Immaculately refurbished by herself the beautiful mansion boasted three bathrooms, four bedrooms and even an elevator. After her split from her fiance a year ago she had channelled her heartbreak into her forthcoming new album, writing songs and setting up a new office for her personal use. In an effort to rebuild her confidence and self esteem she has chosen only female members of staff. Kylie figured that getting men out of her system would be the perfect tonic to regain her sense of self and get in touch with her sexual emotions and sex drive.
"Oh, hell!"
Susan, Kylie's trusted secretary was running late due to signal problems on the District line on the Underground system, and when she arrived at the office she could hear the Aussie singer yelling down the phone at someone. Not a good omen to start the day. The long haired brunette cautiously opened the door to the office and closed it behind her quietly.
"Hi, I'm so sorry..."
Kylie held her index finger up at Susan without looking up or breaking her phone conversation. Always stylish in an unexaggerated way the ash blonde looked every inch the successful business woman in a short, powder blue, single button blazer with skinny lapels and ruched sleeves. The button was undone to show off her plain cream mini dress with the open neck sleeveless boob tube style and figure flattering body con fit. On her dainty feet she had the latest Saint Laurent black leather ankle boots with stiletto heel.
"I don't care what the excuse is, I expect that when I book your venue, the date stands, even if Megadeth DOES need to rehearse for their sold out show!"
Kylie's blue eyes blazed with fury as she held her Apple iPhone 8 to her ear, her unfussed blow waved tresses sat on her shoulders in long layers. Susan hovered in silence and hopped on one high heeled shoe to the other. The attractive young twenty year old had been handpicked by Kylie to attend to various secretarial duties and just be a presence for feedback.
"I cannot believe this!" Said the emotional poppet as she grabbed a mouthful of her Mocha Java.
The venue for the proposed party was the Indigo Club at the O2 Arena in North Greenwich, formerly the Millennium Dome. Between the pair of them they had supposedly reserved the club a month previous and had diligently gone about other important things such as invitations and the like.
"Quickly, get on the MacBook and check the e-mail confirmation from the O2 director."
Kylie motioned to a flustered Susan who barely had time to breathe. The young brunette brushed her long bangs that were swept to the left of her face and sat at the desk. Now Spring had finally arrived in London Susan had a short sleeved cardigan with a button up front which served as a flowing mini dress just an inch decent at the upper thigh. She removed the red jacket of soft leather that she wore over it and logged on.
"You found it yet? Wait, I have another call. Yes, Stepney Catering? Where are my printed menus? I've been waiting patiently for two weeks now, this is not good people."
Kylie shook her head as she walked around the office, click clacking on the tiled floor. The slim beauty was only five tall in bare feet and even with the four inch heeled boots she still looked tiny, although her toned pins were quite long in proportion to her small frame.
Susan adored her and had gotten to know the fun sized celebrity extremely well during the last two months. So well in fact that they had shared a bed together several times, the young Londoner being a full blown lesbian and all. Having attended an all girl school until she finally left, the hot brunette had preferred the company of females to men, and was strongly attracted to other women of all ages and sizes.
"I found the message, confirmed on January 21st."
"I knew it!" Cried Kylie in her adorable Australian twang. "Get them back on the phone."
Susan got to work and her dark brown eyes met Kylie's and they shared a moment of empathy. Kylie smiled and revealed her white teeth as she held on the iPhone. Then her expression changed and she made a plump pout of her very kissable lips as she received more bad news.
"Are you kidding me! Lost in the post! I paid good money for those and I expect either a full refund or replacement menus by the end of the week. I...am...so...stressed!"
Susan hung up on her mobile phone and looked serious.
"The venue director is in a meeting and said he would get back to us."
Kylie pulled on her blonde locks and screamed.
"Oh wait, I got a call. Hello! No, this is not the Taiwan Noodle Shop! You got the wrong number, idiot!"
Kylie nearly tossed her phone out of the window in frustration and threw her arms in the air. She fanned her face with her right hand and took a few deep breaths.
"Can I get you more coffee?"
The diminutive singer looked at the seated Susan who had crossed her bare legs and was displaying ample thigh flesh.
"No, no coffee, I want you. I need you to eat my pussy."
Susan smiled as she watched Kylie draw her dress up over her hips and tug her white panties down her legs and off. Her pubic mound was perfectly trimmed down to a fine downy triangle just above her shaven labia which protruded from the centre of her upper thighs. She sat on the chair next to the desk and widened her legs, boots pointed to the tiled floor. Her dress bunched up around her small waist as she watched the girl go on hands and knees under the desk. Immediately Kylie felt warm lips on her inner thighs and a wave of restfulness came upon her.
"Oh, yes. That's much better. Lovely." This was the unique way she had for stress relief.
Kylie's legs started to shake as she raised her hips so Susan could put her face into her hot cunt. Susan studied the pink pussy a moment with the puffy lips that resembled rose petals and put both her hands on the milky thighs gently.
"You have a darling pussy Kylie, so soft and creamy."
"Why thank you, that makes me feel good."
It smelled divine as well she thought as she put her watering mouth to the tender folds and made contact with the fluttering muff. Susan ran her wet tongue all over the juicy slit until it was moist and gleaming. Kylie began to pant as she became heated from the wonderful licking of her smooth labia.
"Oh, yes, that feels so good. I need to release all this stress."
Susan closed her eyes as she felt the inevitable tingling of her own twat as she eagerly lapped the well lubricated cunt of her employer. Kylie heard her phone ring and she checked the caller I.D.
"It's Jason Donovan. Hi, baby, how are you?"
Susan continued her oral assault on Kylie's pussy with an increased enthusiasm which made conversation slightly difficult.
"What? Oh yes, I do, oh yes keep doing that. What! No, not you Jason, yes! Yes! Yes! No, I mean. You didn't get an invitation yet? Oooooohhhhh! Ahhhh! Ohhh, well, let me get back to you. Uh huh! Uh huh! Got to cum, no! Got to go I mean."
"How am I doing?" Came a voice from under the desk, followed by a sensual vibration of pursed lips against the hot, pulsing cunt of Kylie.
"Hot damn, so fucking good, oh my. So much on my mind. Right there, right there."
Kylie's left boot began to drum out a beat on the floor as she revelled in the exquisite tongue on her quim.
The phone jingled once more and Kylie reluctantly picked up.
"H...h...hello? Who? Oh, yes, ohhhhhh! Yes! Call you back, call you back, call you back."
The blonde tossed the iPhone aside and snapped her head backwards. One slim finger was busy poking inside her hot channel with quick little jabs like a mini cock, twirling and grinding and making her supple legs quiver.
"Would you like me to lick your little clit for you now?"
"Please do." Squeaked Kylie, praying her phone would stop for about three minutes.
She spread her legs wider and experienced considerable waves of pleasure as her straining bud was deliciously stroked. The little button throbbed as it was expertly teased and sucked rhythmically by the young lesbian. Kylie intended no harm but she trapped Susan's head as she brought her sleek thighs together and held her still as she ground her juice soaked cunt on the girls salivating mouth.
