The Rescuer Ch. 03

Emma felt the desperate hands racing all through her hair, as Jenny tried to keep both her balance and her sanity, even as the elevator continued to creak closer and closer!

Risking everything? Emma just pushed her fingers in as deep as they would go, then stopped and spread them wide, in all the different directions they could possibly go! Her own lips ached, as the entire swollen clit seemed to shudder completely free, and her tongue lapped along against every single bit of its burning length.

Another wordless scream rang out into the Saturday morning sky... but even Emma wasn't sure which one of them was making that wonderful noise... but hopefully it was getting lost in the first of the next round of storm winds warning of an awful night to come.

But Jenny had done it!

The poor girl's legs were suddenly too weak to stand on her own, and seemed almost as useless as her own were.

Her own tiny clit, by any comparison, throbbed for a few more seconds, finally completely free of the tight lips that normally hampered her own efforts to come.

Emma's work clothes swirled and fluttered around in the fierce wind, and flew all over the terrace's dark flagstones. The sky began to darken and the wind threatened to blow away all of her hated disguises. Her panties, kicked off completely in some desperate need long ago, were about to fly off back towards the skids full of old gardening materials and ruined plants.

When the elevators main wheel squeaked even louder than normal? Emma was the one to finally panic, and pulled her lips away from Jenny's pussy to yell out!

"The second button! Hit the second button! Hit it now!"

Neither one of them were prepared though when Jenny's first frantic slap, towards the hidden release, actually made proper contact!

The very wall that was actually a secret door that Emma was still using... to push upwards against to help her get to her feet... suddenly totally gave way!

The tumble backwards only got worse! Trying to keep her head from smacking onto the highly polished wood of the storage hallway? Emma's unconscious grab, as the trapdoor sprang inwards, actually found something to hold onto! By chance, her falling fingers latched onto the shirt that had just been pulled back down to cover up Jenny's wonderful breasts!

Together they both fell into the cool interior of brightly lit hallway, in the farthest possible part of the Penthouse away from the safety of her bedroom!

Knees, elbows, hands and hips went everywhere they weren't supposed to! Very painfully so!

Insanely laughing, as Jenny's huge orgasm tried than failed to stop thrilling her shivering body? Her completely out of control lover, suddenly pinned down both of her shoulders tight to the floor! The old shirt that Jenny had been wearing, was ripped off and thrown somewhere way down the hall!

Their breasts kept grazing against each other, as they desperately tried to get in enough air for their lungs to properly function.

But even worse than having their nipples glide past each other occasionally, Jenny's hips were pushing directly between her legs! The slick feel of where her own mouth had just been made her feel dizzy. Her own orgasm hadn't been that small either! So she wasn't really prepared to have those strong hips crush their clits together accidentally the first time!

Nor when it suddenly became a desperate and continuous necessity for them both!

Emma felt her head spin, even faster, as all of her vaunted new strength from her martial arts workouts suddenly became useless. For the first time in so many years, she just gave in!

And completely surrendered to everything!

Her shoulders and hips were trapped, but her shaking hands weren't! She grabbed the back of Jenny's neck and pulled her down for a soul searing kiss, but she quickly lost that battle, too!

The passionate humping making her entire body explode, was nothing compared to the feel of that long clever tongue deep down her throat. Lacking the ability to actually fully penetrate her down below, the insistent invader more than made up for it!

When Emma made the mistake of trying to close her eyes, and dream it was something else, for just a single moment?

Jenny simply refused to allow her to cheapen what they were both experiencing that way! The long tongue left her mouth, no matter how hard she tried to suck it back down into her throat!

"You said keep your eyes open earlier! That last time! Those WORDS were meant for BOTH of us! Your OWN words! Right? Come! Come again for me! Right now! Maybe I can't? Maybe I can! But you WILL come for me again! Even if I have to scare your poor old caretaker out of a few more years of his life!"

Emma knew how vulnerable she was at this exact moment!

And thanks to what had happened in the shower last night? So did Jenny! She really hadn't finished coming! Not enough! Proof of that was when the almost too gleeful girl began to grind her hips, in tight circles right over the top of her pussy?

Em felt her eyes roll a little bit backwards, and Jenny pounced on that first sign of weakness, and began just pounding viciously downwards! As hard as her entire body could punish her! The wild woman was already sure that she had the right spot, to make good on her threats!

Emma gave in, and greedily accepted the long tongue deep in her mouth again!

This time, with her eyes still open and mostly focused, she tried to give back as good as she got!

Their tongues swirled around and around in the only kind of dancing she really loved... and when Jenny just put the entire weight of her body right on top of her clit... this time SHE was the one that violently pulled her mouth away and just screamed!

The pure and out of control nature of her pleasure shocked Jenny into a suddenly frozen state!

Emma harshly lashed out with her words... to keep her body on this long forgotten precipice... even if it meant falling down into a true disaster in a few minutes!

"Don't you dare stop! Not like that! Not right now! There you go! Keep doing that! But even harder! Keep FUCKING me! - KEEP FUCKING ME! - I said it! I finally said it! I wouldn't do that for you last night! But I can NOW! And you TEASED me for it back then? Are you happy? Happy now? FUCK ME! Now FUCK ME HARDER! YES! I want to lose complete control again! Like Sally has NEVER made ME do for HER! Not EVER! Is that wanted you me to say, too! Sally just CAN'T make me feel this way! Not like I NEED to sometimes! No matter how hard she's tried! And tried and tried! THERE! Push down harder! Fuck me THERE! Don't stop! Use ALL of your weight! Right on top of my clit! Don't move! Don't you DARE move! I'm right there! I am so fucking close! Tell me what you want me to do! Tell me what to do! Tell me now! Right NOW!"

Jenny had actually really started punishing both of their tired bodies... and the hard slick wooden floor was hurting them both... the very instant she had finally said the hated word out loud: Fuck!

The rest of her erotic tirade seemed to come out of no where! Emma wasn't really sure if she meant ANY of the worst parts! Her mouth just blurted out what actually MIGHT have been the truth? The Jenny abruptly pushed down even harder on her shoulders, then managed to stay balanced and perfectly still, cruelly crushing both of their poor clits together!

This time silently nodding WAS entirely the RIGHT thing to do!

Emma felt her entire body just seize completely up in pleasure... and Jenny pushed back up even higher off her still pinned shoulders to get a even better look... so she could finally see what only the man they had partially in common had ever done to her before.

Legs kicking! Hips thrashing! Arms flailing! Her ridiculously tiny nipples on fire! The bizarre sensation, that she was actually sharing the same clit, with the woman that had just taken complete control over her?

A soft kiss on her forehead was the perfect touch, as the rest of her body still kept flailing around!

Somehow Jenny knew to do just that!

And just once!

"Emma? Don't worry! You're already doing what I want you to! You're still coming! And so am I! Can't you feel me shivering all over? Relax! Close your eyes again! Just enjoy it! I plan on doing just that! Again! And right now!"

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The moment she began to kiss her way down to Emma's clit... somehow purposefully ignoring the squeaky sounds of the elevator mechanisms... brought at least one of them to their senses just in time!

Still unable to really control her body? Nevertheless, Emma made her slippery sweaty limbs squirm enough around on the highly polished floor, to make that idea licking her down there again completely impossible! A few more kicks, and Jenny felt the oversized work pants finally slip completely of the shoes that had finally begun to hamper how well she could please both of them.

Only now just as naked as Emma had been for so long, she finally got at least a reasonable amount of her fear back.

She wasn't worried that she was naked. Nor that she was probably about to either make a poor lonely old man very happy. Or give him an instant heart attack, by letting him see the woman that he worked for, still moaning and coming.

It was how Emma would feel about all that, later, that concerned her now.

Sure enough, Emma began to frantically ask for her help!

"My clothes! My hat! And my panties! They're still outside! I think they are still close by! Maybe this damn wind didn't blow them too far away! Go get them! I don't want him to know what we were doing! He probably already knows about the secret door! But I don't want him to know that I told YOU about it either! Hurry! We need to shut that damn door! He's almost here!"

Emma struggled to squirm further up along the floor to reach the cast off shirt, to give her at least something to wear outside, but it was far too late for that! The distinctive rumble of the ancient freight elevator sounded so close! Closer than ever!

When it suddenly stopped?

Jenny felt herself just fall into complete panic mode!

She practically fell back out outside onto the flagstones, completely naked except for the odd sort of garden sandals Emma had given her. The wayward pants were easy. They had blown just a yard to one side of the door. It was a simple thing to just use her nearest foot and kick the dirt covered garment in thru the secret opening.

Emma's baggy top was a bit harder to get to! When the secret panel had opened, wind racing inside of the penthouse thru the open fireplace door, had blown it onto one of the skids nearest the freight elevator door itself! The wild wind had completely covered it in loose mulch, but Jenny trusted to luck that no one up higher in the other buildings had a telescope trained down on their roof!

This item, and the equally filthy hat stuck on the rake, got tossed blindly thru the open doorway, too! Then she frantically looked around for the simple blue cotton panties Emma had put on this morning.

No one wore such outdated things like that any more... and the caretaker would hardly think they were anyone else's... or fail to guess how they had gotten so damp and wet!

A spluttering sort of noise came from behind her, and the old elevator started squeaking and rattling again! It was so old that it still had those old fashioned manual controls! The kind that required an old ride-along attendant back in the twenties and thirties! Once the right level finally got matched up, only then would the even squeakier inner doors get opened up!

Right before the outer ones she was so afraid of would happen just a few second later!

Some odd words kept getting shouted at her, but when Jenny finally spotted the damp bit of blue cotton, her frantic brain refused to translate the desperate sounds into meaningful full words!

With nothing for it but a quick dash out onto the highly exposed main terrace, Jenny didn't even bother to cover herself up, as she sprinted to one of the new flower beds and rescued the last bit of evidence!

But coming back to the secret door... and hearing the dreaded but somehow muffled sounds of the outer doors opening immediately to her left... she found a disgruntled looking Emma calmly staring back at her.

All covered in the dirt she had just thrown into the scrupulously clean hallway.

"He stopped on the floor below us! Maybe for lunch? I was trying to tell you that! Over and over! Right after you went all naked berserker on me! And kept covering me up in dirt! Don't forget to push the secret latch cover back in place, properly, before you step back inside!"

The specks of old mulch and last year's leaves were all over the pale white skin, and seemed stuck in the places she had just intended to use her tongue on the most. Not really knowing how to salvage the embarrassing situation, Jenny just reverted back to one of her few happy memories, not permanently lost from so far back in her past.

"I call dibs!"

Emma looked totally confused... and the last of her quite reasonable anger and fear about being discovered... suddenly vanished.

"What do you mean 'dibs'? I thought that the whole point of this morning's exercise was that we were going to share the shower! When there was still enough daylight, coming thru the glass blocks, to finally be able to see and enjoy each other's bodies properly! What's this silly 'dibs' thing all about!"

Then Emma's cute face suddenly blushed the only way truly mostly innocent people could!

Jenny was so glad when she didn't have to spell it all the way out!

But decided to do it anyway, at least after she finally kicked off her garden sandals. Only after she got a running barefoot head start, towards the shower, all the way on the other side of the penthouse? Leaving Emma to close the hidden door, and relock whatever hidden secret mechanism that kept strangers from gaining entry at the simple push of a button?

Hopefully that would gain her enough time to prepare the shower the way Emma liked it the best. But Jenny still waited until she had crossed mostly thru the kitchen area, behind the expansive living room, before she turned her shoulders sideways and loudly shouted backwards across the entire top floor!

"Dibs means that I get to go down on you first again! Right after I physically clean you all up? I am going to mentally make you feel VERY, VERY dirty again!"

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Emma could only shake her head, as she physically locked out the secret door access panel again. Whenever any of the Trustees was actually in residence, it was usually kept disabled. Otherwise it was used as a second secret way to gain original entry. Provided you could make the old rust bucket of an elevator work, and also knew how to bypass the other physical lockout mechanism, that usually kept the top two floors isolated from that wreck.

The hidden inner sophisticated electronic code panel was separately alarmed anyway, and any unexpected or unscheduled breach through there, would trigger an automatic lock down of all the bedrooms.

The mess on the floor was no where near as bad as what was still stuck to her skin. That was at least dry, and could easily be swept up. Later. Much later. Her shoes were muddy too. So at least not to add too much to the burden of her four generations worth of live-in staff, one floor below, Emma gratefully kicked them off.

Not really caring any more about covering up, by trying to wear the dirty clothes, and dropping even more dirt all along the way?

The entire mess could just stay put! Although it appeared that her nearly mud free panties had just been strategically run off with! Even the idea of even grabbing a fresh towel, out of the nearby linen closet, seemed suddenly offensive to Emma for some perverse reason.

Eager to get clean... and more importantly get back safely into Jenny's arms under the hot water... a stately regal nude walk was the best thing Emma could resolve to make herself do.

Today's lunch that was probably already in her fridge, or in the oven being kept warm, would be the same as what was being served downstairs. Emma had made that edict a firm rule a long time ago. Her, the other Trustees, and her staff could eat as richly or as simply as they liked! As long as only one menu got prepared each day. There was no sense in either group being left out on the goodies! Or working harder than they should!

Something important about the true history of that old rule... still stuck in the back of her mind... suddenly tried to make itself known again.

But whatever it was had long ago since fled her firm recall, after the unexpected excitement of the after tour party, with Jenny and the very interesting couple they'd asked to stay behind. Desert indeed!

Such a wonderful and unexpected desert!

So Emma knew that her thoughts were understandably scattered, when she started to cross right past the bar stools of the kitchen and breakfast nook area.

A soft polite cough made her wince in embarrassed terror, and a naturally alluring and sexy feminine voice tried to ease the blow to her little bit of remaining pride.

"Since you both have already done my first real project for up here? And finished all the garden work? That I was supposed to start on Monday? Maybe I could help you two in some other way? If that extremely interesting whirlwind of a girl is going to stay a few more days? Maybe you could introduce me? I couldn't help but like everything about what her plans for you were! She never even noticed me, dropping off your lunch, as she ran by! But I did finish up in your bedroom first though. No need to worry about me being in there again this afternoon. Tonight though? That might be an entirely different story! Or maybe tomorrow morning? Right before the sun comes up? After what I just saw streaking by the kitchen? And what you've given me no choice but to see right now? You might even want to consider start locking your own bedroom door!"

Veronica looked so grown up! Back to finish up the last paper for her Master's degree already? And doing a spring and summer internship, out at the nature preserve? For that the college managing the huge remote land preserve for the Trust? That needed even more help than usual this year, after all those heavy winter storms?

That was what she had forgotten to take account for this trip? Guaranteed privacy? Only one simple voice mail, three weeks ago, about Veronica's unexpected arrival? No follow-up email or handwritten note? Not nearly enough warning to remember the girl both staring and NOT staring at HER entire naked body?

The heavily wrinkled pile of bedsheets, linen and towels from her own bedroom were right there in the basket, on the counter. Nothing else from any of the other bedrooms to point to as cover? Or as a unnecessary excuse for regular moral decency?

How in the world had Jenny missed either the laundry basket, or the girl, who was just a little understandably late getting back out of sight?

"Please don't tell her that I saw her! Not if it would embarrass her! Or hurt her! But I do need to tell you, that my Aunt put me in the old spare bedroom late last night! So I would be well away from everyone else downstairs! So I can study easier! I think that you know exactly which one I'm talking about? Don't you? The one directly beneath your bedroom and shower? I can certainly keep a secret if you can! You and the other Trustee never let on, about what you knew about me, ever since my freshman year in college! Back when my parent's still lived downstairs!"

A regal stately walk?

Would it have been better to have just childishly chased Jenny and been ignorant of their mutual discovery? Or be a little embarrassed, forewarned, and able to be on guard the next time? Or to just let things continue to happen naturally, between her and the sexually voracious artist? Worse, the penthouse's main laundry room was right near the very thin secret door panel. Hardly sound proofed at all!