My first "submission" in this category. For Sharon to whom this story is directed and dedicated.
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"She is an absolute first class bitch" you screamed at your partner
"Not gorgeous Gloria again" she replied, "What's she done now"
"I told you about this conference where I have to make a presentation, well that bitch has persuaded the boss that we should cut costs and...... share rooms!! Guess who I'm sharing with?"
"Gloria?" she said her voice trailing into silence.
"I'm nervous enough about this presentation without having her manipulate it so I have to share a room. God, I hate her!!"
"'Methinks thou dost protest too much' as Shakespeare put it" she mumbled.
"Don't be silly, babes" you replied, "I'm going for a bath to wash this day off me"
The day of the conference dawned and you told yourself that you musn't let Gloria get to you - she was a manipulative bitch but it was your day and nothing must detract from your presentation. It was too important - your boss had reminded you of that little fact!
You went to your room and found Gloria already there. She had used almost all of the space in the bathroom with an assortment of beauty products and left you a tiny space for your essentials. Typical!
She had chosen her bed out of the two double beds, of course it was next to the window, without consulting you. Part of you wanted to scream but you never could with her...... it was so difficult without seeming petty. Two nights with her in your face...... you shuddered at the thought. At least there's a gym here, you thought, and went off to vent your frustration on the machines.
When you got back she was in the shower. Sod it, why didn't I go to the toilet downstairs, you thought. You had to pee so you knocked on the door.
"Gloria, can I use the bathroom, please" you said.
"I can't hear you, Sharon. Just come in. "
The room was full of steam and perfumed shower gel like an exotic sauna.
The shower curtain was pulled back and the water turned off. Gloria, naked and wet..... "What did you say?"
"I need to use the toilet"
"Well don't mind me" she said, "Go ahead, I've got to dry myself"
You instantly regretted wearing the leotard without gusset studs..... you would have to strip..... in front of "Gorgeous Gloria", why couldn't you tell her to dry in the bedroom, it was warm enough there.
Bladder full you had no choice and you struggled out of the leotard, tripping slightly as you pulled it down so that Gloria had to support you. Then you sat down..... such relief..... but rather humiliating in front of the bitch. Suddenly, as you were in mid flow, she put her foot on the edge of the toilet basin and started to dry her legs. She started chatting about something but you weren't listening. All you could see was that beautiful arched foot with her manicured toes resting on the basin edge between your parted legs.
"Yes, Gloria" you heard yourself say. Oh shit - what was the question?
"Good" she said, "we'll leave about seven o'clock then and put on something sexy"
"Tell me more about it", you said, floundering, hoping to get clue to what you had agreed.
"It's a club" she said. "More your age than mine but I like it - I've been several times - I'm a member. "
Gloria was ready. You were amazed at the transformation - she was good looking but the tight black dress and bare tanned legs on black mules made her look sensational. You had only brought a business suit apart from some casual clothes. Gloria disapproved, insisting that you take off your blouse and wear your suit buttoned up, but naked underneath.
You did it with hardly a murmur and as a final touch she powdered your neck and breasts before buttoning you up. A pendant from her collection hanging down between your breasts completed the look and when you looked in the mirror you liked what you saw.
The cab ride was in silence and you arrived in a back street. No sign, just a closed door with a small grill. What was this place, you thought, it looks like a dive, a dump. Hopefully she knows what she is doing!
She rang the bell. "Gloria and guest" she barked into the intercom and the door opened.
The club was dimly lit and quite crowded given the hour. You found a table and you had that slight sensation of fear and yet excitement. The champagne arrived and you drank two glasses which calmed your nerves and left you a little light headed.
"Let's get some company" said Gloria and waved for attention. Two stunning girls appeared. One small, about 5'3", smiling, of Asian extraction, the other looked like Iman, taller than you in her heels, dark coffee coloured skin with almost a sneer on her sensuous lips.
Gloria decided.... "You can have the black one.... she's too tall for me"
You were bewildered.... how did she know? Looking around you realised it was a lady's only club. but she had never asked you.... she just decided for you. She certainly was a bitch...... but this time it might be nice, you thought as the dusky beauty slid onto the banquette beside you.
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She was stunning with green eyes and the combination of heady perfume and champagne and this magnetic woman made you forget that Gloria was there. When the beautiful Somali talked it was hypnotic, her accent and intentness like a magnet and when she looked at you with those green eyes set against dusky skin you found yourself getting wet.
She moved closer and as if in a dream you felt her long slender fingers slide into your suit jacket tracing the curves of your naked breast. You blushed as your nipple hardened under her caress and when she manipulated your nipple between her finger and thumb your wetness soaked your panties. You moaned softly and offered your lips for the kiss that she was offering you. The softness of her lips on yours, just brushing against you, made you want more but she slid her cheek against yours and whispered in your ear "We have another room - come with me"
