"Are you certain you want to work here?! I cannot afford to lose customers any more than the current situation. We've just open for business again and I'm already receiving a complaint."
Vanessa was silent; head lowered with both arms in front, her left hand clasped over her right in a fig leaf posture standing beside a single-seater couch, a distance away from an alpha director's table that stretched 2 meters wide. The room was invariably dim except for the spotlight where she stood. The monitor obscured her employer's face but not his irate voice. She dared not flinch in her position even though her feet were killing her softly in those Kate Spade black leather 4-inch high heels.
It had been almost a month since the intruder committed his incestuous act against Vanessa, and though she tried to distract herself she could not prevent her mind from drifting to that fateful day. The haunting memories were still crisp and vivid like it took place just yesterday.
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Her eyes opened slowly and cautiously.
Her body remained motionless. Not a fibre of muscle moved.
The rhythmic beats pulsating on Vanessa's G-spot was intensifying. She felt the arches of her feet clasped a hard elongated shaft. She knew from experience what the motion was. Instead of catching her intruder red-handed, a huge part of her was curious to find out how far he would venture.
His hands slid higher up to the outer sweep of her thigh before placing his palm on the roundness of her nylon-encased butt. Vanessa was getting increasingly worried with her intruder's fingers lingering between her legs that were pressed together; at times brushing against the pinkish nub of her now semi-hard appendage. Apparently, it was responding to her intruder's unintentional caress.
Her predicament worsened when he kept running his fingers around the lathery area of her sodden nylon gusset. Even with her silicone penis tucked along her perineum and wedged between her hosiery legs, Vanessa could feel the girth of her extension gradually growing thicker. She prayed those fingers would leave her nether region soon before the bulbous head protrude between the crevice of her buttocks.
Then came a momentary pause... before a low muffled grunt echoed in the stillness of her room.
The intruder had shot his cum loads all over Vanessa's nylon-webbed feet and calves while in the midst of shifting himself away from her. As the warm viscous sperm seeped on to her skin through the diaphanous fabric of her pantyhose, Vanessa could hold back no longer and climaxed as well; betrayed by her throbbing phallus jolting rapid vibrations on her G-spot and vaginal walls and eventually hurling her into another wave of tsunamic orgasm albeit a mini-one.
Yet she kept absolutely still, suppressing her convulsions as hard as she could possibly muster with her exhausted body; her hands clenched into fists of balls. Her lips curled inwards while simultaneously pressing tightly together to silence her squeals of another self-induced pleasure against her will.
Fortunately, the intruder had turned around. By the time he returned to look at her, she had already subdued her involuntary spasms and brought her climax under control. Vanessa only hoped her intruder had finished his business and was preparing to leave.
Vanessa waited... but not for long before those hands returned to caress her legs again.
She felt her intruder's fingers working their way to the cusps of her ass cheeks. She grimaced as her ass cheeks were being yanked apart and kneaded together repeatedly like dough. The continual kneading action was becoming a concern; particularly her growing erection and unanticipated ejaculation.
The intruder's next action stirred her erotically when she felt a thick finger probed and massaged the entrance to her rear door! The unexpected invasion made her clamped up her rosebud but only for a while. With the aid of her own pussy juices as lubricant, her intruder was soon sliding two fingers as deep as the gossamer nylon fabric would stretch.
In and out those fingers fucked her pantyhosed ass! It was unknowingly causing a love-hate sensation to Vanessa that she bit her tongue while suppressing her cringes in the presence of the intruder. She tried to press her sex against his hand discreetly but was unsuccessful.
The thing Vanessa knew was feeling her intruder wedging his overly excited cock between her voluptuous posterior and exploded between her butt crack, saturating it with his warm gooey spunk. This was immediately followed by another round of rapid squirts between her legs.
Overwhelmed by his ethereal ejaculation, he did not realize his squirting bulbous head had lightly pressed against the pink nub of her own turgid erection as the intruder's copious gunge slobbered the pinkish glans, coating it viscously layer upon layer with the throbbing of her erection responding even more intensely. Was it getting aroused by her intruder's startling action?
"Nooo... please...! Not now...!"
"Pleassseee... nooo... don't cum now!" Vanessa prayed under her breath.
She could feel her intruder's warm spunk slowly streaming a path like molten lava, one copious surge after another, competing to make its way to her aching pussy. She was shuddering at the erotic sensation but could not express it outwardly and outrightly.
"Oohh... ggaawwddd... pleaassee... stop..." Vanessa begged incessantly under her breath as she tried to shift her focus away from her state of tumescence.
She laid motionless despite hearing her room door closed inaudibly. She was still in a state of shock and surprise. She caught sight of her intruder's profile illuminated by the light from outside as he was closing the door. It was none other than her father!
A sense of guilt and shame overwhelmed her thoughts.
"How could he do this to me?" Vanessa's voice stuttered.
"It's all my fault! Why didn't I lock my room door...?!"
"This would not have happened if I locked my door!"
"I shouldn't have fallen asleep..."
"Why did I sleep without covering myself up?"
As Vanessa rationalized her emotions, her hand had unconsciously slipped between her pressed legs. Using her intruder's still lukewarm ejaculate and her own pussy juices as lubricant, she inserted one finger... followed by two fingers through her seamless pantyhose and finger-fucked her engorged pussy lips while teasing her clitoris.
Still lost in her thoughts, she had unknowingly quickened her finger-fucking of her own aching sex with the vibrating bulb of her strapless strap-on still plugged in. She was also massaging her tumid penis through her pantyhose with her other hand concurrently; making slushy noises inadvertently as her fingers probed in and out of her lust hole while stroking her erection. Her saturated nylon crotch was a tepid concoction of slimy, musky juices and viscid cum.
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"Are you even listening?!" A booming voice snapped Vanessa back to reality.
"Yes sir" Vanessa replied apologetically.
The long standing and walking around in those fuck-me high heels had not been kind to Vanessa since she commenced work about one week ago as a part-timer in this dine-in eatery called "Fancy Pansy". It was a bistro that featured female attendants in pantyhose and high heels. All of them would be dressed according to a theme dictated by the boss and it became a crowd-puller.
But business did not flourish like it did now when it opened initially. With only a couple of staff helping out, there were hardly walk-in customers; barely enough to cover the day's overheads and costs until a make-over and revamp following the bistro's closure in light of an epidemic that swept the world.
When the global pandemic struck and governments imposing tough lockdowns to stop the spread of a deadly and highly transmissible virus, a majority of companies -- big and small suffered. Major losses and heavy casualties resulted. Some went bankrupt while most had to lay off their employees to keep their businesses going.
Vanessa was one of the unfortunate casualties of this ongoing viral pandemic. She moved back to stay with her parents following her retrenchment as she figured this would substantially minimize her expenditure.
The silver lining was that she was lucky to sublet one of her two-room apartment to two foreign nationals who pleaded with her to allow them to bunk-in a single room even though this was against the governing authority's regulations. However, they offered a double of their rental payment, making it rather irresistible for her to turn down.
At the very least, Vanessa would be receiving some passive income while looking for another employment.
"You have no prior experience whatsoever, Vanessa. And I'm taking a risk with the business' reputation on the line!"
"Thank you, sir. It will not happen again" another apologetic response from Vanessa.
"I trust this is the first and last time we have this conversation. Another complaint and I will not be as forgiving. You got that?!"
"Yes sir." Vanessa answered humbly; her head still lowered as she bowed to convey her sincere apology. Apparently, it seemed to appease her boss' fiery anger somewhat.
"That will be all for tonight, Van. You may take your leave now." Her boss's tone was now calmer and more composed. Another humbled bow before Vanessa turned around to leave her boss' room. As soon as she closed the door, she let out a heavy sigh of relief.
"Phew... That was eventful." Vanessa thought to herself.
