Before leaving Monica's house Brenda reluctantly, and with considerable trepidation, signed the prepared contract. Brenda had agreed to Monica's working employment arrangements and now was a, so called, employee.
On Saturday morning the woman, named Rose contacted her, telling her to go to "The Venture Hotel," at the far end of the high street. She had to be there at 2pm and come alone. Since the meeting with Monica, Brenda had thought through all the possible avenues of what she was being asked to undertake. The outcome was that she had decided to make the best of it, as really, she had no alternative options.
Brenda arrived before the set time and found a comfortable seat, in the very large, hotel lounge. A waiter approached her, but she declined the offer to make an order, saying she was waiting for a friend to join her. She looked around wondering what the other people, she could see, were there for? She browsed through several magazines and began to question if she had perhaps made a mistake, with the time, or even the place?
It was 15 minutes past the arranged 2pm meeting time when suddenly, from behind her, a voice said, "Hello, you must be Brenda, or should I call you, Gloria."
Brenda turned her head and was amazed to see a very large black woman. Her quick estimate of the woman's age would be perhaps, early 50's. With a better view, and as she sat down, Brenda realised the woman was physically, well built. The woman reached across the small coffee table, and offering her hand saying, "Very nice to meet you my dear, my name is Rose but you can call me Rosie." The hand shake confirmed, to Brenda, that this was the grip, of a powerful woman. The grip felt like it was sending a message to Brenda, one of, "I am the boss and, I am not a woman to be fooled with."
With afternoon tea ordered, they began to chat about everything from, the weather to film stars, shopping habits and what their general interests were. Brenda found the woman very easy to chat and, began to relax.
It was over 30 minutes before Rosie said, "So you are to join me regularly, starting this coming Wednesday and I am told you have a natural talent, so I will expect good results."
Rosie continued to explain to Brenda what would be expected of her. She would have to arrive wearing a wig, a pair of tinted glasses and always wear a full length coat, or, a full length dress, but always without a belt. She would unlock the front door and, once in the entrance lobby, ring the warning bell situated by the inner, second entrance door.
Once identified, Rosie explained how she would release the inner security door. Brenda would then need to wait for the lift to be released from its, fixed locked top floor position, to carry her up to her place of work.
The customers would join her, after Rosie had seen them first. Every customer will have been previously, carefully vetted, so Brenda would only be meeting with people who had an established, and confirmed, background history.
Brenda would be expected to always wear the wig, together with a small upper face and, part nose covering mask, throughout the time she was with each of her customers.
Her customers would also wear a similar mask, ensuring personal confidentiality.
Brenda was advised that a ten pound payment would be made to Rosie, in cash, for cleaning the room after Brenda had finished with each of her customers. Brenda would receive £30.00 for every customer she serviced, but deductions would also be made, to pay for every item purchased on her behalf.
She was also informed that she would be assessed so there would be an opportunity to increase her initial customer payment. Rosie went on to explain that every customer completes 20 tick box sections with a 1 to 10 assessment for each section. Her rating scores from each customer would be used to either, increase, or in some cases, reduce her customer payments.
"Simple Gloria, be nice to each of your customers, treat them well, and get a better payment. One or two of my girls are on £80.00 payments, so there's a clear incentive for you to do as well, or perhaps, even better.
Brenda was handed a folder and told that it contained, confirmation details of what she had just been told plus, many other rules and, useful items of advice. She was advised to read all the enclosed papers and, comply with them, at all times.
She was also informed that enclosed in the folder, were her initial receipts for over £400.00p. Rosie went on to explain that, essential items had been purchased on her behalf, for work she would be doing. Those garments etc would be placed in the room, she would be working in, before her arrival.
Rosie asked for any questions but there were none. With this first get together finished, Rosie confirmed Brenda's first night on duty would be Wednesday. The customers would be in her room at 8.00pm and Brenda's start time will always be one hour earlier. Rosie smiled and, then left.
Brenda sat at the table for some time before ordering herself a small glass of red wine. From her daily routine, perhaps some would say, boring life she now entering in to an unknown world of sex. A world, where she would be required to, give her body to strangers, and then for them to use it as they wanted to. A shudder, suddenly swept over her body and she felt an urge to be sick.
Brenda wasn't sick. She sat and ordered a second glass of wine and being a woman of sound mind and body said confidently to herself, "Come on pull yourself together, you can and, you will get through this?"
Brenda found the first three days of the week extremely difficult. Undertaking her normal work activities when she was in a state of distress was arduous for her. Where, under normal circumstances, she would only have to re-check her work once, she was now having to go over the figures, three and sometimes, four times. Her concentration was shot, as her thoughts constantly went to, anticipating Wednesday evening and, what would be expected of her and, how would she cope with it all?
She was also not sleeping too well! Her body was full of, uncertain anticipation, but, it was also beginning to respond, in an excited way. It was like going on a first date but knowing, in advance, that you would be getting fucked, before you could go home.
The itch between her legs was getting worse, by the hour, let alone the day. Sitting at her desk was becoming more uncomfortable with each passing hour. She had to keep fidgeting, often getting up to walk around to easy the excitement building, between her legs. Her nipples had grown in size and, were hurting. Her breasts were reacting in a new strange, unusual way, never experienced before and, they felt like they could easily explode as, an erotic fantasy began growing in her mind.
The waiting was finally over, when Brenda unlocked the outer door of the building on that first Wednesday evening. As she pressed the inner security door bell the intercom voice of Rosie said, "Ok, come up." The inner door lock was then automatically released and, as she entered the lobby, it closed, positively, behind her.
Brenda thought, as she exited the lift and saw Rosie waiting for her, how well lit and creatively decorated the place was.
"Well my dear you are early as instructed, so a good start, now come with me," Rosie said, in a kind, way. She then continued with, "This will be your room tonight," opening a door and pointing inside. "As you can see there is tea and coffee and, if required, the odd bottle of spirits. I suggest you keep your own personal intake of the spirits to, just a small amount?"
"The clothes I brought for you are in the wardrobe but tonight you will only need the silky soft, baby doll, night gown over there," pointing to a chair. Your customer does, however, like self supporting thigh length stockings but, he will bring those items with him. I suggest you now have a shower to relax your body. All your customers must, also, shower as part of their arrival preparation. Any questions before I leave you? "No," replied Brenda. Then Rosie, answering her own question, said, "Ok, oh yes, if you ever feel in any danger, which has never ever happened, there is a bell that, if pressed will alert me, across the hallway," Rosie said, lifting a black corded press button.
Brenda looked at the large clock, 30 minutes to go she thought, shower yes. Taking off her clothes, plus her new wig, she walked into the showers and hit the, warm to hot button, oh heaven she thought.
Emerging from the shower, she slipped on the short negligee. She then, carefully, re-fitted her wig and mask and then, looking in the full length mirror, thought to herself how very attractive she was. She had, from an early age, developed a larger pair of breasts than any of her friends. Although, at times, they tended to, embarrassingly bounce around, and, at times give her an ache in her upper back muscles, never the less she was very proud of them.
She had just completed putting on her make up when there was a gentle knock on the door. Butterflies flew into Brenda's body as she opened the door to admit her first customer. Wow, in walked this short, stocky black man, "Hello babes nice to meet you. I will take a shower, so organise a couple of whisky drinks, and we can relax together," he said to her in a casual, everyday, way.
Brenda, totally mesmerised, stood there watching the man undress, right there in front of her. This was a big man, Brenda thought, looking at his huge muscled arms and thighs. She was also immediately attracted to his tight, smooth butt however, as he turned to face her, she was shocked by the size of what was hanging between the man's legs. There it was, a fat, not yet erect, cock, and it was all of about 8 inches long.
"Come on honey get those drinks, then we can have some fun together," he said, smiling.
Brenda poured the drinks, pouring more of the whiskey in to the man's glass and, more of the soda in to her own. Carry the two glasses to the settee she sat down to wait for him. Almost immediately, as she sat herself down, the man came out of the shower, drying himself at the same time. As he walked towards her he picked up, the whisky bottle and the soda, and then sat down next to her.
"Well it's nice to be with you honey, call me Joe, what's your name?" he asked. Thinking quickly Brenda replied, "Gloria,"
"Well Gloria I must say you are a fine looking woman, we are going to get along just swell," he said resting his large hand on Brenda thigh. "This I hope will be the first of many meetings but as it's our first, let's drink a toast to, good times," he said picking up his glass.
Brenda picked up hers and they touched each other's glass, "To good times. Great all down in one yes," swallowing his drink, "Come on honey your turn now."
