(Please read Jenny Chapter One & Two first)
We both had left Mr. Clarke’s office very quickly yesterday afternoon after my second session of debauchery in two days. In fact I had left so quickly that until I got back into my office I had not realised that I had misplaced my knickers, and I was not going back to ask for them. Not thinking anything more of it until I was opening the package on my desk.
Strictly Private & Confidential was written in bold capital letters across the front of the A4 brown ‘Manila’ envelope. Sliding the contents out I was confronted with my knickers in a clear plastic bag. I was initially puzzled as I could see they were damp and sticking to the bag, on opening the bag an unmistakable aroma reached my nostrils. Semen! My underwear was splattered with traces of semen!
My phone rang still holding the package I answered with my free hand.
“Jenny Payne speaking” my standard answer as I puzzled at the state of my underwear and the sperm that was saturating the material.
“Clarke here………” I was not given the chance to react.
“Meetings cancelled for this afternoon I’m changing it to 5.00 p.m. tomorrow…tell Booth” he was about to hang up.
“….Ah yes I nearly forgot. Did you find your package?” I could here him smiling.
I was silent as I mused on a possible response.
“Well?” he barked.
“Yes……Yes sir I have just opened my envelope”
“And what have you found Miss Payne?” he obviously knew but wanted to here me tell him.
“My underwear.”
“And……….” He wanted to here more.
“They are in a plastic bag, thank you for returning them to me...” I was trying to avoid telling him the obvious.
“Good………” he paused obviously wondering whether he should push for a more accurate description.
“………..I took them home with me last night and while recalling to my wife our meeting with Miss. Booth both she and I got a little carried away….I’m sure you don’t mind!” I didn’t reply.
“Mrs. Clarke tells me that your personal fragrance is very sweet……. Which I must say I am inclined to agree with……..” He paused again, but I still remained silent.
“I love the feel of silk against my skin……Shall I tell you what she did?”
“Miss. Payne…….?” He prompted me.
“Yes sir”
“…..after we had both taken in your fragrance she wrapped your silky knickers around my very hard swelling erection and slowly brought me to a climax, she then wiped me clean with them… most gratifying I must say. We both thought it would be good to let you share the result……….”
“Thank you” was the only thing I could think to say.
The phone went dead as he hung up and I sat there in stunned silence.
I muttered to myself as I sat with my head in my hands.
“He had had a hand job with my knickers wrapped around his cock!”
I wasn’t sure if I was more angry than embarrassed.
I rammed the package into the top draw of my desk.
“That’s sick….how could he…..how could they do that…. That’s perverted.”
As the morning went on I found myself getting use to the idea of what had happened and even found myself trying to picture the scene.
Mr. Clarke telling his wife what had happened; holding and playing with my underwear, smelling my knickers and sharing my sexual aroma and scent. Initially it had made me feel unclean and used, but then after a while strangely aroused.
The more I pondered on the scenario the more excitement I felt. The very thought of Mr. and Mrs. Clarke being sexual aroused because of me, with him finally cuming over my knickers with Mrs. Clarke’s assistance. I found myself wishing I had been there to watch. The excitement grew to the point I kept taking the bag from the draw and opening it, lifting it to my nose and drawing in the salty aroma.
I was so sexually aroused that I was running my hand up and down my inner thigh under my skirt and letting my fingers massage and caresses myself through the gusset of my knickers.
My fingers continued there journey and slipped past the lace barrier and were soon delving between my very moist lips.
“Ooohhhhhhh…….that feels very good” I moaned quietly to myself “How does he do that to me”, he seems to have the ability to arouse me at will and cause me to have sexual yearnings and desires that I have never experienced in the past.
My fingers were now saturated with my own juices as I continued to pleasure myself, I felt so sexy in my black lace underwear and stockings that I worn to impress Mr. Clarke. As my thumb tweaked my clitoris I could feel my dampness coating my pubic hairs and I could smell my aroma in the air.
My phone rang and I was instantly transported back too reality, feeling very flustered I quickly re-arranged my clothing and picked up the phone.
“Jenny Payne speaking”
“Hi Anita here”
“Oh…umm ...Hi” sounding completely out of sorts.
She paused “Are you ok?”
“Oh….Ummmmh….yes I was just elsewhere………in mind I mean……. Sorry….with you now” I must have sounded like a babbling idiot.
“Oh by the way” I continued as regained my composure “Mr. Clarke has cancelled the meeting at 3 until tomorrow at 5, he asked me to tell you.”
The conversation was disjointed but we managed to arrange for her to come to my office for coffee at three.
After initially feeling very awkward with each other we shared our embarrassment and finally admit to each other our excitement concerning the previous afternoon’s events. She had also received a package from Mr. Clarke but hers had something very different enclosed.
We swapped envelopes. I peered in as I opened hers. Inside was a pink and white cardboard box about 10” long, with word “Rabbit” printed on the side. As pulled the box from the envelope I flushed as I realised that it was a vibrator.
“I’ve never seen anything like this before” holding the box up and looking towards Anita.
She blushed furiously as she admitted “… I have.” This was making her feel uncomfortable admitting that she had seen or even used a vibrator. “……they are very good!”
“You’ve used this already?” I looked a little surprised.
“No!” she sat forward sounding indignant. “No! Not that one, but one very similar”
“Oh I see”.
“Look at what you have!” holding up my knickers in there plastic bag. “How did they get like this?” I relayed the account that Mr. Clarke had given.
Taking her ‘Rabbit’ from the box and examining the lilac shaft more closely I read out the description on the box.
“Rampant Rabbit Deluxe” I raised my eyebrows and smiled as I read.
“Super soft six and a half inch lilac jelly PVC with adjustable slide control on the clitoral stimulation and main shaft.” I continued as I giggled like a school girl.
“Metal balls in the central shaft give increased sensation and stimulation”
“Oh what’s this” a type written card had slipped out of the box, I picked it up from my desk and read it out loud.
“Miss Booth you will find this very useful at our next meeting so bring it with you, and in the mean time feel free to practice……….Mr. Clarke” I tittered out loud.
“What is he like? Are you going to practice?” Looking directly at Anita
“Yes” she admitted shyly as she went very red.
My fingers played around with the switch on the ‘Rabbit’s’ base and it made me jump as it sprang into life, pulsating, vibrating and wriggling in my hand.
“Wow………” I exclaimed “it certainly feels very good and this little bit here………” playing with the clitoral stimulator” looks very……….. ingenious”.
“Try it!” Anita looked embarrassed at her own suggestion as she wriggled uncomfortably in her seat the other side of my desk, “….why not try it?”
“I’ll borrow it this evening if I may and bring it back in the morning”. Not realizing what she had in mind.
“No…….” biting her bottom lip. “Try it now……”
“Right now?” unshaw I was hearing what she was suggesting.
“Yes right now” she stood and walked to the door clicking the latch so no one could enter. Walking back she shut my blinds and then perched on the corner of my side of the desk.
