Mr. Logan turned on the shower adjusting the heat and then stepped under the stream of water. He turned and looked at me standing in my wrinkled skirt, and torn stockings.
“Take your clothes off Lily; I need your help you know.” He said and waited as I shed my skirt and the remnants of the rest of my clothes. It seemed strange that this was the first time I had been naked in front of him, he had seen me before and yet still I had the urge to cover my body. Mr. Logan seemed to know what I was thinking. He shook his head and pulled me into the shower with him He ran his hands over my taunt nipples and let his fingers scrape over the underside of my breasts. He held me at arms length looking me up and down. Slowly he lowered one hand his finger tip trailing from between my breasts in a straight line downward, following the curve of my tummy. He circled my belly button as if it was my swollen pussy, and smiled at me as his fingers trailed lower. “I don’t know why you try to hide yourself from me Lily,” “Don’t you know by now I like the way you look.” My cheeks burned as I stared into his eyes. Hesitantly my hands went to his chest, my fingers caressing his nipples; slowly I leaned forward and kissed him. My tongue lapped at his skin, worshiping his heated wet flesh and feeling the power of his acceptance and admiration. His swelling shaft pressed into me and I sank to my knees and pressed my face against him.
“Thank you Mr. Logan.” I whispered as I pressed a kiss to the tip of him. Soaping my hands I began to clean him, rubbing the slippery soap between his legs, caressing his sack slowly, and touching every inch of him. As the water rinsed him I continued stroking him, laving him with my tongue until he was hard and pressing eagerly against my face. He groaned and pulled me up, sliding me against his body.
“As much as I want you to continue, we have to get going or we will be late.” He said smiling at my reluctance to stop.
“Where are we going?” I asked wondering what he had planned for us.
“Oh,” he smiled “We’re going out with Sam and Kylie” He said enjoying my worried reaction. “Your going to be good aren’t you?” He said pressing two fingers roughly between the cheeks of my ass.
“Yes.” I whimpered nodding my head. He laughed and gave my bottom a firm slap.
“Hurry up then.” He ordered stepping out of the shower. “I’ll lay out the dress I want you to wear.” He watched as I started scrubbing my skin. “Meet me downstairs in exactly 30 minutes” He warned. “Lily?”
“Yes sir?” I asked turning to look at him.
“Don’t keep me waiting!” He stared at me for a moment, slid two fingers inside my pussy and gave me a few slow strokes then left the room with a grin on his face.
I raced to finish my shower. I dried my hair in record time and applied my makeup with as little fuss as possible. By the time I entered the bedroom again he was gone and the only thing on the bed was a dress, a pair of sandals sat on the floor. The dress was not my style at all. There was nothing remotely modest about it. I slipped it on and looked in the mirror, as I tied it shut I gasped. It was tight across my tummy showing every curve. The neckline was low and there was no way to wear a bra with it. My breasts would be swaying for anyone to see. He had left me no underwear to wear and I felt bare in the dress with its single tie at the waist holding it on. I took several deep breaths and looked at the clock. I had 2 minutes to get downstairs. I slipped my feet into the sandals and hurried out the door. The elevator took forever to arrive and then stopped on what seemed like every floor on the way down. When the doors finally opened into the busy lobby, a huge clock on the wall that said I was late. Mr. Logan stood below the clock. He waited for me as I walked towards him, no emotion showing on his face.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered. I had tried so hard to be on time. I wanted the evening to be fun. He held me at arms length studying me. He motioned for me to turn for him. My blush increased but I slowly revolved around and once again faced him. He took my hand in his and raised my palm pressing a kiss to it.
“You were worth the wait, Lily; you look beautiful,” he smiled slightly, “Perhaps I will just give you a small spanking to remind you to be on time.” I gasped as his hand smoothed over my back and cupped my ass right there in the lobby with all those people watching. He grinned pulling me towards the lobby doors.
A taxi drove us through the city to a club on the outskirts of town. It was packed with people. Mr. Logan smoothly moved through the dancers to a booth in the corner. As he saw us approach, Sam stood up. I recognized him and felt my skin begin to heat. He was alone. He shook hands with Mr. Logan and they slapped each other on the back.
“Good to see you Logan.” Sam said and then turned his attention to me. He stared for a moment and took my hand pulling me against him and kissed me right on the mouth before I could pull back. His arms surrounded me hugging me close as Mr. Logan watched. I felt his hand caress my ass and the solid feel of his body as he pressed it against me. “It’s great to see you again Lily.”
I turned to Mr. Logan not knowing how to react when a woman launched herself into his arms. I watched as he gave her a lingering kiss and hug. When he released her he introduced her to me.
“Kylie, this is Lily, she is MINE.” He said. I felt my head jerking towards him in shock. Kylie laughed and turned to face me. Before I knew it she hugged me and I felt her body rub suggestively back and forth against mine. My mouth must have been open because her tongue slipped between my lips and I heard her moan as she gave my breast a caress before letting me go.
“I’m so glad to meet you Lily.” She said as she scooted into the booth. She was tall; even taller than me and of Amazon proportions. She made me feel small, which is not an easy task. Mr. Logan guided me into the booth and he sat down next to me. Kylie slid around until she was pressed against me. I could feel her thigh rubbing against mine. The silk of our dresses slipping against both our skin made a whispering sound that even in the noise of the club could be heard in our close quarters. She moaned and shocked me by pressing even closer.
“Sam told me he saw you in Portland.” She confided leaning close so that only I could hear. Her hand pressed against the inside of my knee caressing me softly. I glanced at Mr. Logan but he and Sam were talking about something else. I must have been deep burgundy, my face was burning with heat and I was thankful for the darkness. Kylie leaned close to whisper in my ear her fingers pulling my hair out of the way.