Martin rang me on Sunday to enquire how I was, which I thought was nice of him. He said that he had spoken to his farther and he had suggested that I take a few days off to get over Friday. I thanked him and said that I was OK, but he insisted, so I did not return to work until Thursday. It was a good idea, because when I returned to work, I was feeling much better because of the rest. The marks and bruises on my body had gone, and down below, things were back in full working order again.
Mr. Mellor rang for me almost as soon as I arrived. He smiled at me when I entered his office and asked if I was feeling OK. "Yes, thanks, I am fine now".
He smiled. "Martin told me about Friday. He was very complimentary. I hear the boys had a real good trip. Well, back to work," he said. "I have someone I want you to meet."
I turned as I heard a door open behind me. A tall, elegant woman in her early fifties had just appeared from the bathroom, and she smiled at me.
"This is Amanda," Mellor said. "She supplies us with most of the clothes and underwear you have in your office."
Amanda walked over and kissed me on both cheeks. Then she held me at arm's length. "She's every bit as beautiful as you told me," she said, looking me up and down. "I can't wait to see her stripped."
Mellor turned to me. "Oblige the lady, please."
I looked at him a little startled by his request but I started to remove my clothes with Amanda watching me with interest. I had never been the slightest bit interested in women, and I had never been involved in a lesbian relationship, but I had a feeling that with the interest she was taking in me that Amanda herseld probably was a lesbian or at least bisexual.
When I was naked, she came over to me, looking me up and down. "What a beautiful body you have," she said. She looked across to where Mellor was sitting in my chair watching the proceedings with interest. "May I?" she asked.
"Be my guest," he said, with a slight shrug.
She reached out and began to caress my breasts, teasing the nipples gently. Surprisingly, I felt them beginning to harden under her touch. It was the first time I had been touched so intimately by another woman, and I was excited to find it was not at all that unpleasant.
Then when she leaned forward and began to kiss and suck my nipples, drawing them into her mouth and nipping them gently with her teeth, I could feel my excitement growing. I became even more excited when I felt her fingers begin to probe my pussy lips, spreading them open to allow her access. I realised that I must be getting rather wet when her fingers slipped inside me so easily and began gently rubbing my already engorged clit.
I felt myself pressing myself up against her hand, wanting to feel her deep inside me. As she eased me to a quick and exciting orgasm, I felt my juices flowing over her fingers. She pushed me back towards the sofa and laid me down on it. She knelt down in front of me and parted my legs, and then to my surprise, she went down on me and started licking the juices off my pussy. The sensation of her tongue running between my slit was one of the most wonderful feelings I have ever experienced, and I was rather disappointed when she stopped.
When she moved away, Mellor came over and looked down at me lying there with my legs still wide apart. "I think you enjoyed that," he said, with a slight smile on his face.
I looked up at him and nodded. "It was good," I said. "It was the first time I have been with a woman."
He smiled. "I'm sure it won't be your last."
Amanda had gone back into the bathroom and returned wiping her hands on a tissue. She handed some to me. "You'd better clean yourself up. We need to get down to work."
She picked up a small suitcase and placed it on the coffee table. I cleaned myself up as best I could and watched as she opened it. I noticed that it contained a collection of items of lingerie. She searched through it and pulled out a black item with trailing suspenders. She passed it to me. "Slip into this for me," she said.
