Friday morning was another perfect sunny and hot day. A few clouds dotted the sky, but a constant light breeze provided relief. As promised, Brittany knocked on Jill's open door right when she got into the office. The alluring brunette was in a tight-fitting shirt dress with deep pink and white stripes that accented her porcelain skin, as the email invitation had encouraged employees to dress casually for the summer outing. Underneath, she wore a black push-up bra and a tiny black thong in anticipation of Jill's planned activities. Her tan sandal wedge heels completed the look and gave her a few extra inches as well.
Jill motioned for Brittany to close the door behind her, and her slut quickly complied. Brittany was surprised to see Jill wearing glasses instead of her contacts and a denim shirt with short sleeves that showed ample cleavage, as the older blonde was almost always impeccably dressed in business attire. As she approached Jill's desk and stood in front of it, Brittany also noticed that her mistress was in tan cargo shorts and Coach flats as opposed to her usual pencil skirt and heels.
"Good morning, Mistress."
"Good morning, slut. Are you wearing panties?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Show me."
Brittany bunched up her shirt dress and revealed the tiny black triangle of fabric covering her mound, already feeling a drip of arousal.
"Good, give them to me."
The brunette slid off her black thong and handed it to Jill, who motioned for her to come around the desk. Once she came around, Jill took the discarded underwear and placed it in her drawer.
"Um..."
"Is there a problem?" Jill asked.
"I'm just nervous about flashing someone at the picnic later," Brittany replied.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to be careful and make sure to hold your dress down, won't you?"
"Yes, Mistress."
Jill stuffed a couple of fingers into her slut's already moist slit, loving the feel of Brittany's warm hole wrapped tightly around them.
"Ugh," Brittany moaned, feeling Jill's cold digits invading her snatch.
The older woman removed her hand and licked off the wetness, savoring the musky taste. "Now sit down, and we'll go over the plan."
Brittany sat.
"Once the buses arrive at the picnic grounds, there will be burgers and food and drinks for lunch. Around 1:30, the CEO will give a little talk, after which we'll have a few free hours for bags, canoeing, and general mingling. I want you to find Christina around 2:00. Make sure no one else is around, and let her know that I want to see her by the canoe area. Got it?"
Brittany nodded. "Yes Mistress, but how are you going to-"
Jill cut her off. "Don't worry about that. Just do your job, and I'll handle the rest. Then wait outside the canoe building until I tell you to come in. Understood?"
"Yes, Mistress."
It turned out that Jill was pretty good at snooping around. Using the login and password that Ben had provided her, she'd been able to log into Christina's work laptop remotely. Once accessed, it had taken a few hours for her to find anything useful, but Jill finally hit the jackpot when she found Christina's Tinder registration email. Luckily, Christina seemed to use the same password for a lot of her logins, and while Jill didn't have access to the girl's phone, she was able to sign into Christina's Tinder account via the website.
At first, she was disappointed after finding out that the app didn't allow sending photos, as her plan had hinged on getting incriminating pictures of Christina, as she had once done with Phoebe and Brittany. However, after reading through a few message threads, Jill quickly discovered something far better. Their innocent-looking intern had been whoring herself out for drugs, offering to meet up with a few matches for weed and Molly. A few quick screenshots later, and Jill was ready to recruit her new slut at the summer outing.
If my VP of Marketing job didn't pay so well, maybe I'd have a pretty good career as a private eye,
she smirked to herself.
"Good, then go get some work done. I'll see you on the first bus at 11:00. I'll save you a seat next to me."
A couple of hours passed, and Brittany went to the bathroom to pee around 10:45, making sure to clean herself up well after having been chastised a couple of times early on by her mistress. She made her way downstairs and climbed aboard the first bus as instructed. Brittany walked down the aisle until she spotted Jill all the way in the back row. The last row of seats across from them was unoccupied, as a bunch of folding chairs and other supplies were stacked on top of the seat.
It was loud on the bus with everyone talking and laughing, excited to get out of work early on a Friday. Already, all the employees aboard were getting rowdy with drinks in hand. As the bus pulled out and began the drive to the campgrounds just outside the city, Jill reviewed the plan with her slut. "Do you remember what you're supposed to do?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"I can't hear you," Jill said. Their coworkers were now talking loudly as the alcohol began taking effect.
"YES, MISTRESS. Find Christina alone around two o'clock and get her to meet you by the canoe area."
"Good," Jill smiled. "Let's have some fun then. After all, it's almost the weekend."
As she finished speaking, the blonde slid her hand up Brittany's thigh, eliciting a lustful sigh from the brunette. Jill continued going up under her pink dress until her hand cupped her slut's smooth mound, feeling the heat from her crotch. Slowly, she inserted one, two, and then three fingers inside her wet slit. Brittany let out a moan, but it didn't matter, as it was so loud on the bus.
Jill began finger fucking her slut in earnest, thrusting her fingers in and out of her cunt. The vibrations from the bus going over potholes and speed bumps only served to intensify Brittany's arousal, sending a constant buzz of sensations throughout her pussy.
Brittany grabbed the window with her right hand to brace herself, trapping Jill's hand between her pale thighs. Her eyes were half-closed in lust, and the feeling of Jill's supple, skilled fingers working their way in and out of her cunt felt sensational.
Suddenly, she felt Jill remove her fingers altogether, prompting Brittany to open her eyes. Jill had spotted one of their older coworkers, Pat, walking down the aisle of the bus toward them. By the way he was walking and the slight blush on his cheeks, Jill could tell that he was already buzzed. Brittany quickly adjusted her dress and closed her legs together.
"Hey Jill," he grinned at her.
She smiled back. "Hi Pat."
"And hey uh...Brittany."
