The words from Albie, my supervisor, were fairly straightforward: "Kaye is our company's cock tease, she'll flash you a bit but you'll not get beyond looking unless you've got a big cock." Albie laughed as he said these words, and they were often repeated, usually when a new guy joined our team and saw Kaye for the first time.
To be fair, Kaye was by no means a model. But she had this late-thirties, divorced and sexually hungry demeanour about her that was simply unmistakable. She knew the boys wanted to look, she gave us something to look at, and had a saucy way about her that suggested you only needed to play your cards right to get more than a look. Overall Albie was right, you could often get a look up her skirt at a lacy G-string, or down her top at a half-cup bra, but looking was pretty much as far as any of the boys got. I have no illusions that whenever anyone got an eyeful it was fully intentional and she enjoyed showing as much as we enjoyed looking.
Anyway, with me being in my mid-twenties, I just looked at Kaye as an older woman. An older woman that I wouldn't mind rolling in the hay with of course, but for the most part I kept my lust in check. I could usually stop myself from drooling whenever she leaned over my desk in one of her trademark low cut tops. On occasion, and you could tell by her devilish smile I reckon, she'd lean over and show you her medium sized breasts just hanging in the breeze. Oh yes, Kaye would wear a bra only when she felt like it, and as I would find out later she had the same idea about panties....
The whole thing with Kaye was about teasing us boys, she could get a reaction and enjoyed the attention she got. Some of the ladies made remarks such as: "Oh here we go, no time to wear a bra again, or maybe she's single again." Catty mostly, jealous perhaps at Kaye having the nerve to wear some of the things she did?
My girlfriend at the time remarked something along the lines of; "She's almost 40 so she's got to sauce it up to get guys hot." Not sure if I agree with that, but Mandy made this observation during one of the many staff functions we had. At one function, Kaye sat on Dave's lap and even though his wife was sitting alongside him, Kaye started grinding herself onto him and making mock orgasm noises. Why Dave's wife never said anything I don't know, she most likely put it down to alcohol.
When I started at the company as lead storeman on inwards goods I'd often have dealings with Kaye as she looked after accounts payable. Initially this was all above board, but as I hadn't been drooling over Kaye's occasional flashes of flesh, the visits to my section of the warehouse became more regular. Summer arrived and Kaye started coming to work dressed accordingly, lighter, shorter, flimsier etc. As she didn't have any customer interaction the dress code was pretty much as you please, and I reckon the manager enjoyed perving as much as anyone so he was hardly going to tell Kaye off. All in all summer was going to be very pleasant if this was anything to go by!
Another work function came and the theme was fancy dress with mask. Mandy was into this as it would allow her to wear her police uniform, albeit an illegal version of one. Mid thigh skirt, short sleeved shirt, cap and coat. High heels set the whole thing off nicely. Made my prisoner outfit seem rather boring! Tight fitting but boring all the same, especially compared to Mandy's skin-tight getup.
But when Mandy commented: "I wonder what Kaye will be wearing tonight?" I figured it would be an interesting evening...
We arrived by taxi and made our way up to the floor of the inner city hotel where the function was being held. Mandy had suggested I don't speak in order to conceal my identity, as she put it: "You are my prisoner tonight and you'll do as you're told." Another clue that tonight might be rather interesting.
The advantage to arriving fashionably late is that you can make a grand entrance, and Mandy seemed to get a thrill out of taking off her coat. Her nipples clearly visible thru the white shirt she turned to me and said: "Oh wow, how I love these fancy dress parties, you can play up and show off without anyone knowing who you are." Now I know Mandy was a naughty girl, but this was a new side of her. Then again, we'd only been going out for a few months so we were still learning a few things about each other.
The whole range of typical fancy dress outfits were there to be seen, air hostess, priest, nun, labourer with hard hat, French maid, roman toga, life guard, superman, batman, cat woman, pilot, fireman, etc. In the crowd of almost a hundred several outfits were seen more than once, with a total of three cop-prisoner duos. Mandy wasn't worried about that, in fact it was as though she saw that as a bonus, now she could be naughty even more and folks might think it was another of the cop-prisoner duos.
Later in the evening and after much eating, drinking and dancing the crowd started to thin out somewhat. Mandy and I were dancing to a slow number when she asked: "Have you worked out who Kaye is yet?" As I had danced with a good number of the ladies without working out who Kaye was I could only answer: "Not as yet, but I think it will be one of the two nuns." Mandy just laughed and said: "You'd think she'd have chosen as skimpy an outfit as she could." She'd obviously not thought this thru, but Mandy clicked when I said: "Kinda tricky as the whole company has seen most of her already...."
"Oh yep, silly me, so how can we identify her then?" Mandy asked. "The two tattoos on her ankles will be the giveaway," I answered. Mandy pushed her pelvis into me and asked, "Do tell mister, how and why would you know that?" As I'd said it I realised it sounded suspicious, but instead of defending it I just said: "Moon on one ankle, sun on the other."
Mandy slid a hand onto my bum and as she squeezed my arse she asked: "Inside of the ankle or outside, and yes I do want to know how you found out! Hopefully not from having those ankles around your ears as you pounded her with your big cock!" She did not seem annoyed at my evasive answer, she just calmly added: "As long as you know that if you're going to fuck Kaye, and I know you want to, I get to watch you do it."
Wow, Mandy summed the situation up nicely. Yes, I found Kaye attractive. Yes, I'd love to drill her. Yes, I'd love to do it to her here. Yes' I'd love for Mandy to watch me do it.... Mmmmm, Mandy and I had talked about swinging and the various ways we could spice up our sex life, but this was rather sudden.
