*All characters in this fictional story are 18 or older*
Emma's Secret Life Pt. 03
As Emma's father drove the limousine with her sitting stretched out in the back, Emma slipped her hand under her dress and inside her panties as she thought about how her maid, Holly, had given her an orgasm, and how much she was looking to being with her again. Emma felt fortunate to have a maid; how many other eighteen-year-olds have a maid to look after them?
Holly was only a few years older than her and knowing that she had also worked for Bill as a prostitute was wonderful, she could teach her a lot. When the limousine pulled to a stop out the front of a tall office building, Emma removed her hand from inside her panties and pulled her dress back down just as her father opened the door to the limo for her to climb out.
After climbing out, Emma looked up at the office building. It was so tall and seemed to reach into the clouds. Mal escorted his daughter into the building and up to the male receptionist and said, "Ms. Hale has an appointment with Mr. Palmer."
The male receptionist after looking Emma up and down as if he was undressing her, looked at his computer screen and replied, "You can use the express elevator to take Ms. Hale up the forty-seventh floor."
After stepping into the elevator with his daughter and pressing the button for the forty-seventh floor, they were quickly taken up to the floor where the office was located. When the elevator doors opened, they stepped out and right in front of them was another male receptionist.
"You must be Ms. Hale, Mr. Palmer is expecting you, please come with me," he said.
Emma turned to her father and said, "Thank you that will be all for now, I will phone you when I need you to pick me up."
Mal stepped back into the elevator to be taken back down to the ground floor and left the building.
Up on the forty-seventh floor the receptionist led Emma into an office, then turned around and closed the door behind him leaving Emma standing in the middle of the office. The first thing that Emma noticed was a man in his sixties with grey hair sitting behind the desk. The second thing that she noticed was that there were four other men sitting in the office.
The man with grey hair stood up from behind the desk and came around to the front and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Hale, I'm Mr. Palmer, but please call me Charles."
"Hello Charles, it's nice to meet you and please call me Emma," replied Emma.
"Emma what a wonderful name, that's the same name as my young granddaughter... here let me introduce you to my colleagues. This is Ed my second in command." Ed stood up and after shaking Emma's hand, Charles led her around the office and introduced her to Fred, Trevor and Peter who also stood up and shook her hand.
The smiles on their faces and the looks in their eyes as they undressed her with their eyes, told Emma that she was here for them all. She had expected it would only be one man that would be fucking her, not five men.
Emma knew it was no good complaining about the number of men and she said, "It's lovely to meet you all... I hope you don't mind if I make myself comfortable... Charles, can you give me a hand with the zipper on my dress please?"
Emma turned her back to Charles, to give him access to the zipper on the back off her dress. She might have still been a teenager, but she knew how to control men and what she was there for. After Charles had pulled down the zipper on her dress, she turned back around to face him, letting her dress slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor. She heard the men gasp as they looked at her standing there in just her white lace underwear.
When she stepped out of the dress and bent down to pick up her dress, she heard several moans coming from the men as they watched her pick up her dress and place her dress over a chair.
"Let me help you with your bra," Charles excitedly said turning Emma around.