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Joan and Maureen Part 4
A few months had passed since Maureen started working at the company. She loved her job and was very good at running the Marketing Division of this huge corporation. Everyone on her staff was great to work with and her fellow executives seemed to really respect her. Her and Joan were enjoying a great relationship. Maureen couldn't believe how happy she was. She would spend 4 nights a week, sometimes more, at Joan's penthouse. She loved waking up next to her. There were times when Joan had to entertain some of the people the company did business with. While at first Maureen hated the thought of Joan with another person, by now she had become accustomed to it. On two occasions Maureen had joined in and actually loved it.
The only concern she had been about Dyan. Joan had not been having sex with her nearly as much and Maureen could feel resentment from her. Not too much mind you, just a little bit. Every now and then Dyan would make little comments under her breath. She was careful not to say too much because Joan was the President of the company. On the other hand Joan would never reprimand Dyan for these snide comments because she felt a little guilty about the two of them not being together as much. After all, Dyan had helped Joan build the company up to where it is today. At any rate their working relationship was fine. Dyan had told her she was the best Marketing VP they had ever had.
She was almost 100% certain that no one knew about her and Joan. She like it that way. She didn't want anyone to think she had her job because she was sleeping with the boss.
After one of the executive meetings in the conference room, Joan told Maureen not to make plans for the next night. She needed Maureen to accompany her and a major client. Maureen smiled and said "No problem." She was really starting to enjoy all of this. "Maureen, this is General Steven Bains we are talking about. He is the government's representative for our military contracts." Maureen had heard about him. The military contracts were among the biggest at the company. The General had been retired for years, but he worked for the government now as a consultant. He could make or break all decisions about these contracts. "I've been dealing with him, by myself, for years. He is getting pressure to look at other companies who are bidding on the contracts. There are hundreds and hundreds of jobs on the line. I am not taking chances with his visit. Normally I entertain him alone. This time I want you there also." There was a very serious tone in Joan's voice. Maureen knew this was maybe the most important client meeting she may have. "Don't worry Joan. I'll do whatever you tell me. As I always do." Joan smiled "I know you will baby. I trust you more than anyone else in this world."
The next night the limo came around for Maureen at 7 pm. Mark told her they were picking up the General and then Joan. Maureen wore high heels and a short deep blue dress that showed off her pretty legs. The limo pulled up in front of the hotel and she saw the General. He was about 6 feet tall. He wore a navy suit and red tie. Very smart dresser. He looked like an old school military man. He was not lean at all, but he had a powerful build. The kind you get from push-ups and sit ups, not aerobics. He had a strong presence about him. You could tell he was the kind of man who led men in battle. Or used to anyway.
Mark held the door open for him and the General sat next to Maureen. He introduced himself and told Maureen she was just as pretty as Joan had told him. "Well, thank you sir." she replied. "No "sirs" my dear. Please call me Steven." he responded "Oh, no, no. Ms. Cortland has told me to call you General. I have to take orders too you know," she said with a laugh. Joan had told her that she knew it made him feel important to be called General.
The limo pulled up to the front of Joan's building. She came out with wearing a black silk wrap that went down just past her knees. Of course she was wearing black pumps. Maureen had never seen Joan in anything but high heels. The General got out of the limo to give Joan an innocent kiss on the cheek. She smiled at him and told him how great he looked. Joan got in the car and sat on the seat across from them. The limo pulled away and they all engaged in some small talk. Joan said the restaurant was a good hour away. "Now, how will we pass the time?" said the General looking at Maureen. Maureen looked at Joan on the seat across from her not knowing what to do. "Well Maureen, that bulge in the General's pants should be taken care of." The General was married but always traveled alone. He took Maureen's hand and placed it on his rock hard bulge and said, "I heard you are very good with that pretty mouth of yours." Apparently Maureen's reputation preceded her. Joan obviously set this up already. With her hand on top of the General's pants she began to rub and squeeze his rock hard cock. Maureen hadn't been with a man since she first slept Joan. All of the other clients that they had entertained were women. The only cocks Maureen had seen for months were dildos. As she undid his zipper she noticed that the General and Joan were just looking into each other's eyes. She pulled out his huge cock and began stroking it. It was really thick. She liked the way it felt, warm and soft. Not like the rubber ones she had become used to. She lowered her mouth on to it and began to lick the tip of the shaft. She swirled her tongue all around the head and began to wrap her lips around the top. Little by little she started to bob her head up and down on this beautiful penis until she was deep throating the General. He was moaning and moaning. He pulled Maureen's head up and said "Ummm, that was great my dear. But it is time for some pussy." Joan interrupted saying "But you have to choose who's pussy you want my General." He had never taken his eyes off of Joan. While still looking at her said "I have already made the choice my sexy Joan." "Wise choice" she replied. She then moved slightly off of the seat and removed her wrap. She was only wearing shoes, stockings, and a black thong. Joan never ceased to surprise and amaze Maureen. She looked ravishing. Maureen wished they were alone, as she was horny as hell right now. Joan had to walk on her knees in the limo to get to the General. Maureen had already pulled his pants down to his ankles. They were still looking into each other's eyes. She took his cock and gave it a big lick before she straddled him. "Maureen, put the General's cock in my pussy." Maureen took it and guided it into her lover's wet and waiting vagina. Maureen wanted desperately to touch and kiss and fondle Joan, but she couldn't. The General didn't know Joan liked women also.
Once his cock was in her Joan began to slowly grind her pussy up and down on it. The General was touching her breasts and moaning. Joan looked so amazing. She reached back and undid her pulled back hair and let it fall around her shoulders. She looked at Maureen as she was moving her hips up and down and said "Maureen, why don't you see if we can improve on this." Maureen took her cue. She moved down on the floor and positioned herself under the General's balls. She kissed and licked them and even sucked them gently. The General was wrapped in total ecstasy. He came with an explosion in Joan's pussy as she held his head and kept kissing him softly on the cheeks. They spent a minute or so in that position. Joan climbed off of him and asked him if that would hold him through dinner. He smiled and said yes. Maureen took paper towels and cleaned him off. He pulled his pants up. Joan instructed Mark to pull the limo over on the highway and give Maureen the bag in the trunk. In it was her black velvet dress that she would wear that evening. She had just finished changing when they pulled up to the restaurant. After dinner they dropped off Maureen and went back to Joan's penthouse and spent the rest of the night, and morning together.
At work the next day Joan told Maureen that she was confident the prior evening had been a success. The General seemed to be sure that they would get their contracts renewed. She also told Maureen that she would be traveling out of town with him for a few days to inspect some of their manufacturing facilities. "I leave this afternoon. Dyan will be running things while I am gone. I know you'll do everything she asks."
That evening Maureen got a call from Dyan. She was at Joan's place and told her to come over. Maureen went right over, happy to have some company but more importantly she knew there was only one reason that Dyan would invite her over. "After all," she thought to herself, "Joan did tell me to do everything Dyan asked."
When Maureen came around the corner of the front hallway into the main room she saw Dyan sitting on the white leather chair. She was stark naked. Her legs were crossed and her foot was dangling up and down. There was a drink on the table next to her. "Well, what are you waiting for? You know why I called you. Get over here bitch." she snapped at Maureen. "Great, she's had a few," thought Maureen to herself. Dyan got rough when she had a few drinks. And there was no Joan to keep Dyan in check. Still Maureen knew the sex would be great. She started to walk towards her when Dyan barked "Stop! Take off you fucking clothes. Approach me naked." Maureen did as she was told and once again started to walk towards her. "No. You don't walk to me. You crawl. Get on your knees and fucking crawl to me Maureen." Maureen got on her hands and knees and started to crawl towards Dyan. "Yes. That's it. Good girl, come to me. Closer, come closer. Now stop right there." Maureen was right in front of Dyan's dangling pretty foot. "Now you fucking bitch. Kiss my feet. Suck my toes. Lick them, worship them, you slut. Show me what you did to Joan that got you into her pants in the first place." While keeping her hands on the carpet, Maureen took Dyan's big toe in her mouth and began to suckle it. She moved back and forth from her big toe to the little one. Dyan watched her and her breathing began to get more rapid. Maureen started to kiss her arches and the top of her foot. She was licking it everywhere. "Is this good Dyan?" asked Maureen. "Ohhhhh, yes it is. But you call me Mistress tonight. Got it? Joan's not here. I am in charge." "Yes Mistress." replied Maureen. She grabbed Maureen's hair and pulled her head to her pussy. "Take care of it Maureen. Show me what you are best at you slut! Suck it. Suck it good." Maureen replied "Yes Mistress." and started licking and kissing and sucking Dyan's pussy as fast and hard as she could. She loved being controlled like this. Each of Dyan's legs were over the sides of the chair with her pussy spread so wide she thought she would split. She came with a loud scream as she pulled Maureen's head onto her clit as hard as she could. After she had finished cumming, she threw Maureen back on the floor. "You did good slut. But I don't feel like eating you right now. So you can give me a show. Start playing with yourself. The only way you'll get off right now is from your own hands." Maureen was on fire and needed to come so badly that she didn't even argue. She stuck two fingers in her sopping wet pussy and began to finger fuck herself with one hand and rub her clit with the other. The whole time she looked into Dyan's eyes. "That's it slut. Harder, faster, don't stop. Come on Maureen, fuck yourself you pig!" Maureen's hips rose up as she was finally released from her frustration. She put her fingers in her mouth to clean them and give Dyan a little more of a show. "Mmmmm, nice. My husband is away for a few days. We'll be spending the night together." Dyan took her drink and started towards the bedroom. When Maureen stood up to follow her, she gave her a harsh look. Maureen knew what she meant. She got on her hands and knees and crawled after her into the bedroom.
When they woke up the next morning they showered and took the limo to work. "Let's get something straight Maureen.," said Dyan. "You and Joan may be in a relationship. You may in love or whatever. But don't forget she needs me to keep her precious lifestyle. She knows who helped her build up this corporation to where it is today. I am the VP of Operations. I answer only to Joan. I am number two. You are NOT my equal in this company."
"What is your problem with me?" asked Maureen. "My problem?" replied Dyan. "My problem is that since you came along I don't see Joan as often. Okay, I see she has feelings for you, fine. But when that fucking General comes around and she finally decides she needs help with him, she goes to you and not me. I don't like being pushed aside. Not by you or anyone else. That's my problem." "But, but, I," Maureen started to try to explain. "Enough" said Dyan with a wave of her hand. "It's not open for discussion. I need you for a party I have to give tonight for Dina Pearson. She is a major stockholder in the company. Ever now and then Joan and I have to have a little get together to keep her happy. It's at Joan's place tonight at 8. Be there at 7 and I'll go over everything with you. And remember, Joan said you are to do whatever I ask while she is gone, right?"
Maureen showed at 7 at Joan's penthouse. Dyan was there in a long dress, very chic. The room was having the finishing touches put to it by the catering company. There were trays and trays of food and the huge bar on the right side of the room had a bartender at it. Now she knew why Joan had such a huge and beautiful bar. She wasn't aware that there was so much regular entertaining here.
Dyan took Maureen into the bedroom. On the bed was a maid's uniform. It was black and very short. "Take off your dress Maureen, this is what you are wearing tonight." Maureen just looked confused. "What?" she said. Dyan explained "Listen. I told you yesterday that this party is for Dina Pearson. She is a huge stockholder and carries a lot of weight with the Board of Directors. She is viscous old coot and Joan and I personally can't stand her. However, we need her on our side so we kiss her ass. Twice a year we have a party so her and her friends can come and drink our free booze and eat our free food. It stinks but that is simply the way it is. Now here is where you come in. We also have to provide, well, entertainment. So the maids are here to serve food and drinks and ANYTHING the guests want. You know what I mean." Maureen could feel her blood starting to boil. "What the fuck Dyan." she snapped. She had never taken that tone with her before. "I am not a cheap hooker. It's a business party and I am a VP also. I should be a guest if anything. Why don't you hire prostitutes?" Dyan smiled. "So you do have a backbone. I'll tell you something Maureen. I still don't know about you. I mean you seem all nice and wonderful. You keep Joan happy by being her little lover. You get a huge salary and you fuck the boss. You fuck the clients and anyone the boss tells you to. The only difference between tonight and everything else you've done is that Joan isn't here. But I am here and I am telling you this is what you'll do. Show me how far you'll go for us. You said you wanted to be in the inner circle. Well, now you are. So get that maid's uniform on and do whatever you are asked or told to." Dyan left the room quickly and Maureen began to put on the dress.
She emerged from the bedroom wearing the uniform. It was skin tight and barely covered her thong. She had no stockings and of course she wore black high heels. Dyan looked her up and down and said with a laugh "My, you look good enough to eat. Now lose the thong. You don't get to wear underwear. Also, there are only a couple of rules. One-you can't refuse anything from anybody. Two-no one will do anything to physically harm you. Three-everyone wears a condom. And lastly, there is no sex in the main room. Anywhere else is okay."
Guests started to arrive. For the first half-hour all Maureen did was serve food and bring dirty dishes or glasses to the kitchen. Inside she was seething that she was being made to do the work of a maid. It was not why she broke her butt getting all of those educational degrees.
About an hour into the party some of the guests began to feel the effects of the liquor. Men, or women, would give Maureen's ass a little squeeze as she would walk by. Some would rub her thigh or touch her hair. There were about 20 people at the party and she was wondering if she had to pleasure all of them. Quite frankly, she was scared at the thought of it.
Dyan was mingling about the room. None of these people had anything to do with ABS Corp., just Dina Pearson. This made for a nice evening for Dyan, as she didn't have to do the usual corporate schmoozing. As she looked around, she didn't see her recruited maid anywhere. The bedroom doors were closed so she walked over and slowly opened the door just a crack. She saw Maureen on her knees with her hands clasped behind her back. Standing in front of her was a male guest, mid-30's and very handsome, pumping his dick in and out of her mouth. He was holding both sides of her head and was fucking her mouth really fast. "Hmm, well, that's not so bad." she thought. "I wouldn't mind this guy doing me like that."
After he came down Maureen's throat, he pulled up his pants and left. She straightened herself out and went into the kitchen. She had to admit to herself that she was a little aroused by what just happened. While she was at the counter fixing another tray of food she heard someone entering the room behind her. She felt hands on her waist, definitely a man's hands. "Don't turn around." he whispered in her ear. "Is it true I can do anything to you and you can't refuse?" Maureen nodded. She then felt her dress being pulled up. She could hear his pants being unbuckled and his zipper coming down. She then felt his cock entering her pussy. She was wet still from the blow job she just gave in the bedroom. He pushed her head down so her arms and face were now on the counter and began to pump her pussy fast and hard. As much as she felt degraded by the whole night, Maureen was enjoying being fucked. He came with one big thrust, told her to keep looking away, fixed his pants and left the room.
Maureen was standing at the bar waiting for some drinks when an older woman came up to her. She was about 60 and well kept for her age. Shapely figure in a smart black dress that was too short for a woman of her age, but she had nice legs so it actually looked okay. "Hello my dear. I am Dina Pearson. Deliver these drinks and then meet me in the bedroom."
Maureen did as she was told and was in the bedroom in a minute. She closed the doors and saw Dina standing there stark naked. "Well, that was fast. I like that. I will say Dyan picked a pretty one this time. Usually we have two or three maids at these parties, so you will be working hard tonight for sure." She started walking towards Maureen. "I thought I'd get you in here now before you get wiped out." Maureen was trying hard to fight back her anger. They normally have 3 prostitutes at this party and Dyan set her up alone. "I am telling Joan all about this." she thought. "This shit is way out of fucking hand. I'll either fix that bitch Dyan or I'll quit."
Dina held Maureen close to her naked body. She reached back and unzipped her uniform and let it drop. "Oh, yes, Dyan was right. You do have a great body. She held Maureen's head and kissed her deeply. Maureen had never been with anyone this old, male or female. It sort of repulsed her. But she had no choice but to kiss back. She let her hands drop down to Dina's ass and began squeezing her butt cheeks. They both began to get turned on as Maureen started to rub their pussy's together. Maureen then broke the kiss and kissed Dina's nipples. She was moaning with delight as Maureen started to suck on them. She alternated from one to the other quickly and loudly. Dina grabbed Maureen's hips and threw her on the bed. She got between her legs and started to grind her pussy into Maureen's. She shifted her position so she could have one leg was on each side of Maureen's thigh. She could rub her clit against Maureen's thigh this way. Maureen was doing the same. They were grinding into each other in perfect rhythm. Dina bit down on Maureen's breast to try and smother her scream when she came. "Mmmm, that was wonderful my dear. You rest for minute." She then got off the bed and put her dress back on. Maureen got up and put on her shoes and picked up her uniform. "No, you don't need to put that on dearie." Dina said with an evil grin. She grabbed the uniform and threw it aside. "I think you'll be working the rest of the night in the nude." Maureen gasped. "Please, Ms. Pearson. Not that, I beg you. I don't think I could do it. Please no." Dina then grabbed her hair. "Don't tell me what to do. Come here." She pulled Maureen towards the double doors and opened them up with her free hand. "Everyone," she shouted, "I want you all to see our maid here. I want to keep her naked for the rest of the night. All those in favor, clap your hands." Everyone was staring at Maureen. She felt humiliated. Of course they all were clapping and cheering loudly. "See, it is settled then. Go about your work."
Dyan was not happy about this. She didn't want for this to go this far. She would have to do something about this to get Maureen out of this jam. She called an escort service for 3 more "maids". It would be there in an hour. She looked out into the room. Maureen was moving about taking drinks to people buck-naked. Dyan felt really horrible. She was impressed though that Maureen was going along with this. She then saw two men and a woman take her into the bedroom. She waited about 5 minutes and went in. She saw the woman on her back and one of the men fucking Maureen from behind. Maureen was eating the woman's pussy. The other man was sucking on the woman's tits. He looked up at Dyan and said, "Hi, do you want to jump in here? I am just about to fuck this maid right up the ass." "Tell you what," Dyan replied. "Why don't you do it to me instead?" She pulled up her dress to her waist and got down on the floor on all fours. "Come on handsome, I love it up the ass." Maureen stopped to look over at Dyan. She looked back and smiled and gave her a wink. Maureen couldn't believe it. Dyan was taking some of the heat off of her. The man got off the bed and put a little KY jelly on his dick and before you know it he was banging Dyan's sexy ass.
Maureen was now on her back in a 69 position with the woman. The man had moved to Dyan and she was blowing him while his pal fucked her ass. He shot his load all over her face. The woman climbed off Maureen and began to lick it off Dyan's face. The man fucking her came deeply in her butt hole. They were putting their clothes on when Maureen started to get up. "Don't move off that bed you." Dyan snapped. "I want you all to myself for a while." The others left and Dyan sat on the bed. "Maureen, I am so sorry I got you in this position." Maureen was surprised to hear this. Dyan continued "I called for more maids. You and I can just stay in here until they arrive and then you can sneak out. Dina won't care if she has new women here. I hope someday that you can forgive me for doing this to you. Until then, I am going to be making this up to you for a long time. I guess I was wrong about you. You're okay in my book. " Maureen put her head on Dyan's shoulder. She was sobbing. Dyan just held her head close to her. They would be friends from this point on.
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