Anne Working Overtime Ch. 13

But she should remember to be a little careful though, so as not to offend Rowena. She obviously intended to be the one to say who does what... And how.

She put her fork down, took the napkin from her lap and patted her lips gently. For a moment she thought to say something as trite as the salad being as healthy and delicious as they looked.

No no... way too stupid!

"I wish to thank you very much for this delicious salad" she smiled. Then she looked over at Rowena and raised her glass.

"With your permission Ms. Kyle?"

Rowena wiped the slightly surprised expression off her face, smiled and gave an almost unnoticeable nod.

"May I say that I think you both look positively marvellous, and that I'd be delighted to be allowed to look after any requirements you might have this evening. I'll be all yours. Anything at all?!?"

The two ladies had been waiting in a slightly tensed silence, Ms. Johnson with a broad smile, Rowena still with a touch of confusion on her face. Now they swept down the rest of their wine, and sat back lazily. Rowena made a discrete hand movement signalling the waiter.

He appeared almost immediately, removed the plates, refilled the ladies glasses and took away Anne's. A more than clear way of telling her what was expected from her from now on.

Feeling her self-confidence, excitement and pulse rise to the challenge, she took great pleasure in playing along with her delighted protégées.

"If you would be kind enough to excuse me ladies? Before the next course is served, I think I should retire to a position where I could be of a more appropriate assistance... If you don't mind?"

"We don't mind!" Jill immediately cut in, smiling even broader. Holy trunk, didn't this woman aim straight for the goodies! Didn't she have nerves at all?!?

Anne looked around. When she was out of sight, nobody would notice that the table had had a third occupant. Simply a perfect arrangement!

The candlelight flames flickered softly as she sat back and took a deep breath. Their reflexes danced across the graciously curved pane of the deep red glasses and mingled with the restlessly living shadows as she shifted her hips forward and let herself slip off the seat and in under the thick tablecloth hanging down to the floor. The muted, typically elevator-like background music, - right now a melancholic version of "Days of whine and roses" – disappeared almost completely as the cloth fell back down behind her.

She had been worried that it would be quite dirty and dusty under there, but was delighted to find that it was much better than she had expected. It actually smelled clean and fresh! And - on top of it all – a special, even softer carpet covered most of the space, obviously provided as an additional comfort for studious service girl knees!

After automatically straightening her hair, she immediately crawled over to where Ms. Johnson's elegant legs swayed out from the darkness under the cloth, planting a soft, caressive kiss on her right knee. The thighs immediately opened slightly. As she tentatively moved her head in between them, they gave way softly, letting her cheeks brush against silky skin as she kept on pushing inwards.

Once again she was met by the mind-blowing mixture of female scents. First the familiar hint of hair removal wax and skin softening lotion. And then.... of horny pussy! Extremely horny pussy!! Hot, demanding, and completely intoxicating. And again she felt this unique coordination of movements with a lady who knew everything there was to know about the special ways of their world. Their wonderful world of overheated service girls, and even hornier ladies!

Natural, coherent movements... hips adjusting imperceptibly and slipping slightly forward on the seat. Skirt sliding just a little bit further up... assisted by a discrete finger on one side, to allow the thighs to open just a little more. Just enough to let the glowing face the rest of the way in. To close in on the first worshipful kiss. Lips upon lips in a long and breathless moment of unity.

Rowena saw how Jill's body trembled lightly. Her eyelids got heavy and her happy smile slowly transformed into an expression of open- mouthed rapture. As tongue came between lips and started its slow and gentle sliding up and down, it didn't take long until her companion was breathing a little heavier than usual.

Rowena concentrated on not spilling any of her wine as she tried to continue the conversation. The waiter suddenly materialised out of nowhere with their desert; two tall glasses with banana split ice cream, accompanied by small glasses of Baileys. His white-gloved hands worked with impressive swiftness and accuracy as he arranged the dish in front of them from his bent over position.

Jill sent him a grateful smile that looked quite relaxed under the conditions. Only those heavy eyelids slightly betrayed the lady's elevated hormone level. As far as the waiter was concerned, that didn't matter at all. He knew perfectly well what was going on under there!

Anne tried her best to be patient as she with hammering heartbeats slid her hands upwards to fold her hands behind the lady's back. Pressing lightly without causing discomfort, she sank her tongue a little deeper in between the delicious folds as she continued her wet sweeps up and down.

This lady was just as wonderfully hot and succulent as any of the women she had had the immense pleasure of serving these last few months. A real piece of woman! One well worthy of a service girl's adoring caresses.

Above her she could hear the muted sounds of the ladies voices as they continued their conversation. From the small movements of the gorgeous body surrounding her tongue and cheeks, she could also notice that Jill enjoyed her desert with small, modest mouthfuls.

The lady surely must have had some extensive experience in this kind of body worship, because even when Anne started sensing those familiar small ripples in thighs and belly, she was not able to affect her voice or create any noticeable jolts or cramps when she made some powerful flicks over the now fully erect and protruding clit.

Like usual that immediately served to fuel her competitive instincts, and she had to press herself to remember that this lady actually was eating and drinking red wine up there! At least she had to withhold any of her major attacks until she had finished the wine... if she could stand the heat. Her own body trickled and glowed so intensely that she could feel sweat break out on her back and forehead, well aided by the heat from her lady's thighs and crotch.

Anne continued the gentle tongue flicking of the clit for a few minutes before she started her special penetrations. Very gently, so as not to disturb her lady's dining.

After a few more minutes she felt the frustration slowly creep in on her, as there was still no sign of intense pleasure in thighs and buttocks. Not even when she used the very best of her skills to fill her completely! Or when firmly stretched labia lips clamped tightly around the base of her tongue, as the tip played seductively around the entrance to her cervix!

Again she had to resist the temptation to launch a massive attack to break down those stubborn defences, as she had done so many times before.

The two women had been silent for a while; just enjoying their meal, but now they were chatting lightly again. When she focused a little she could recognise Rowena's low, musical voice.

"Anne here represents a completely new and exclusive brand of service girls that I came across in the staff of a very dear friend of mine. Nothing like I – and I might think you - ever experienced before. This lady is running a very versatile fitness business up in Mayo. If you're interested I'd be happy to put you in direct contact with her."

Then Anne could faintly hear Jill making some comment on Anne's performance so far, and something else that she couldn't quite catch.

"Yes," Rowena cut in and damped her voice almost to a whisper. "Maybe the most prominent difference is the way you can trust these girls. They really can take anything. You know... all you can give. When the mood hits you – or the sensual desire – you can just let it go! Just concentrate on the feelings and let your pent up passion be released... without any worries about getting messy or stained or anything like that."

A mute sound, something resembling a groan?

"That's the greatest thing about it. I can tell you! And you can be sure that she loves it too. She's been taught to... and she's been selected because of her passion for it!"

These last words finally brought on the first prominent ripples of pleasure along the powerful thighs squeezed around her cheeks! The lady took a last, shaky sip of her wine, and then sank back with even heavier eyelids to bath in the heavenly feelings that flowed all over her body. She relaxed as much as she possibly could as she let the persistent arms hugging her buttocks push her gently against the miraculously skilled mouth.

She had been trying to play it cool for a while, not to expose herself as a plain amateur to her dear friend. But it certainly didn't take long for her to recognize and appreciate the fact that this service truly was beyond anything she had ever experienced before! Just like her friend had insisted... Something to safely and unpretentiously give in to, without any loss of pride or dignity.

And eventually – actually quite soon – she had to surrender totally to the excellence of the service. Another three minutes was all it took for her to reach one of the most powerful climaxes of her life. The last moments before her explosion, her head sank all the way back against the cushion of the elegant neck support as Rowena handed over a red silk napkin for her to cover her mouth. And that was about time! She had to press it hard against her lips to damp an uncontrollable scream that otherwise would have drawn everybody's attention to their table.

"Relax Jill," Rowena whispered as she put her arms around her shoulders. "just let it go! Give yourself over! Concentrate on your pleasure!!"

She had to help covering up Jill's face to muffle her second scream as a wild trembling shook her body. Her hips bucked violently as she shot a huge load of cum juice right into the hungry mouth down there. She had decided to trust Rowena's words, and relaxed all her bodily functions as the ecstasy overwhelmed her.

And Anne held her in a firm, steady grip, making her lips a tight seal over the gaping opening, joyfully drinking the sticky squirts of lady juices as they flowed at her. As she struggled to stay in position and keep up the intensity of her stimulation, she felt her own body overflow with the wonderful heat of submissive passion. This indescribable passion of sensing how her lady really took all possible pleasure from her effort.... Gave herselftotally over! Brazenly. Wildly!

It started as a numbing glow in her belly and along her thighs - from the marrow of her bones out to the skin... and in again. Then it tightened to an almost painfully burning knot right under her pubic bone. She knew these feelings all too well, and tried to spread her legs and arch her back to somehow relieve the inexorable intensity.

For a moment Anne was helped by the violent bouncing of the lady's pubic bone against her nose and cheeks, and the grasping hand that gripped a generous tuft of hair and pulled with unscrupulous force.

But then there was yet another suppressed scream, another flush of cum and pee into her mouth, and thighs locking like a clamped vice around her head... harder than ever.... in blind animal-like lust! She managed to stay in position though, keeping her seal tight and holding the trembling hips in a rigid grip... hanging on and gulping down the juices of the wild orgasmic eruption as its intense waves shattered the woman's voluptuous body.

Anne was so close herself that one single careless movement on her part would be enough to tip her over the edge! With her entire body now numb with the uncontrollable glowing sensation, she spread her legs a bit further and tried not to make the woman's bouncing hips transmit down to any kind of stimulating movements in her own labia.

Exactly at the moment of defence breakdown - as she felt herself slipping irrevocably over the brink - the lady's orgasm finally subsided and her body started calming down. Just in time to let Anne get some kind of control of her own body. From the very brink of explosion... almost like a predestined miracle!

It was a mixed feeling of triumph and disappointment as she managed to regain control, and the tight knot in her belly and almost laming numbness in arms and legs gradually started loosening up.

And then she could return her focus 100% on taking the fabulous Lady Johnson gently down the compassionate path into a sated state of sweet, relaxing afterglow.... brilliantly guided by a gentle tongue- massage soothingly caressing the wet folds at exactly the right places at the right moments. Avoiding any of those oversensitive spots! Lips sucking in and drinking down the seeping afterflow of cum.... joyfully feasting on the last drops of pleasure elixir...

It hadn't been such a hard match after all... Not really. Patient, skilled work - and probably Rowena's hot comments - actually did the trick in almost no time at all! The pungent gushes of pee also indicated that the lady was quite out of control during her orgasm. Normally a woman - even a lady among Jean's contacts - would be fairly reluctant about this, at least on the first date. No matter what her friend would have told her!

Maybe she had tried. Even tried quite hard, as far as she knew. But if that was the case, she had failed on a trunk- aching scale matching that of Jean, Carol and Mary... and all the others! And subsequently just further strengthened Anne's confidence in her own perfection.

But from the way they were chatting lazily together up there, she knew that Jill didn't look at it as a failure either. Just like the others. Not at all! Just as being subjugated by a master of the art, that's all! And not just any master..... Not this time!

Anne felt great! Another connoisseur had approved her talents with acclamation. Unconditionally! She found she needed this kind of confirmation of her talents almost like other girls of their good looks!

She had easily recognized that this woman – Jill - typically was the kind of lady that actually could orgasm joyfully in almost any hard working mouth. Take pleasure from any skilled tongue.... Who the lucky little one was, wasn't really important. Just the quality of her service!

But that was under normal conditions, if that could be the right expression for it! With all the service girls that didn't excel beyond the average. There were millions of details ensuring Anne that she had exceeded expectation by a huge load! The way the full thighs still squeezed limply around her cheeks. The small ripples in the lower belly. The discrete hand stroking her damp forehead with caressing fingers. The sound of the purring voice above.... interrupted every now and then by small, recuperative sighs.

A new source of glowing, submissive passion! The mind-blowing heat of the fact that she was nothing – absolutely nobody to this lady - until she had proved otherwise by using all her talents! Her full register! Crushing the arrogant posture of superior endurance and abandoned sophistication. Leaving her completely devastated, down to the core... inside out... skin and all!

And then she was everything! An undisputed talent and sexual power to reckon with, superior in her submissive performance, making an indelible impact on even the most spoiled of discerning mistresses.

Ms. Johnson remained more or less laid back in her seat for another couple of minutes as she tried to catch up with her breathing. Between her legs Anne cared for her sensitive pussy with tender kisses and light patting with a small, soft napkin. Like usual, she felt completely in love with the person she had been allowed to give pleasure, and was more than ready to stay with her for the rest of the evening – or her life, for that matter. Only Rowena's soft call and persistent hand on her right arm brought her out of the transfixed state she was in, and reminded her of her next pleasurable duty.

With her own body and leaking pussy tingling with desire, she carefully moved to switch position, and resolutely crawled in between the welcoming thighs of her stern patron.

Although they had only met a few times, they knew each other so well that their intercourse was a perfectly balanced act of unconditional worship and lusty craving. Tongue gracefully sinking in deep, and being equally hungrily received by the impatiently awaiting and oh-so-loving pleasure channel. Right in... all the way to the bottom! Where it belonged. Like they were designed for each other from the very first moment!

Using this rough style that she knew this lady liked.

And she certainly wasn't mistaken in what her lady wanted. Those wonderful thighs along her cheeks tensed appreciably, and she joyfully noticed how her mistress breathlessly cut mid- sentence in her admiring remark to her shattered friend. A reaction so impulsive that it made Jill involuntarily burst out in exhausted laughter for a short moment. Avery short moment!

She didn't need more than a few seconds to regain her composure though, and with a grumpy look at her friend, Rowena continued enjoying the devoted service and her ice cream desert.

Soon the two ladies were chatting lightly and cosy again, and Anne could concentrate on finding the right level of stimulation for her fabulous dominatrix. She had experience enough to recognize that the cool appearance was hiding a trembling heat that could result in an uncontrolled explosion in no time if she didn't go quite easy on her. No wonder, really, keeping in mind the horny performance she had just witnessed. And the topic of their light conversation.

On the other hand, she clearly enjoyed a rougher and more aggressive touch, so finding the right rhythm and intensity wasn't as straight forward as some might think.

Jill sighed. "You're definitely right about these girls being exceptionally good! Much better than what I've experienced even with my favourite Cindy from the Lioness Club. I see I'll have to get in touch with your friend to check out things a little better. Ms. Alden, was it? Are all of her service girls as good as this one?"

"Well... I'm probably more honest if I say that I've seen a tremendous progress in performance. Just over the last half-year. It's hard to point a finger at specific details. Maybe you can say that their skills are improving first of all in the mental area. They seem to switch the focus gradually from a horny self- indulgent hunger to a controlled stimulation, more focused on the pleasure of their lady."

Rowena moaned and patted her lips with the napkin.

"I've followed the development with interest lately. I even volunteered for some of the trainee- classes as a client lady. First of all in order to be able to put in a few remarks about my own preferences. With the basic skills they've all developed, this mental aspect is all the more important. It helps making you as a client more receptive to the stimulation. Hornier, straight out! It's amazing how that full service can make you feel! Ohhh..."

Her belly convulsed deliciously as the tongue made a few powerful flicks over the rock hard clit.

"But I have to admit that Anne here is crème de la crème! Actually way ahead of the others! The way she can.... fill you up! Physically and mentally! Make you feel like a real woman... uuugghhhh!

Rowena pushed her desert away. No more wine either. This was just impossible to take much longer. Even for her! If she didn't want to make a complete fool of herself in front of her associate, she would have to concentrate more on controlling her glowing body. The passionate game they had been playing had affected her much more than she thought. In fact, she felt the ecstasy creeping in on her already!