CHAPTER ONE - THE MEETING

 

Julia Merton was looking at herself in the bedroom mirror as she put the final touches to her very expensive, made-up, surgically enhanced face and patted her long red hair that had been cleverly put up by her hairdresser. At thirty-nine she had a well toned body and looked at least fifteen years younger.

She and her husband Steven were off to the party as planned. Jane Danvers, her best friend had something that she wanted. A new maid. A very special little new maid and it was part of the grand plan of action for Julia that night to get her; in every way.

Jane had always been a good friend of Julia and when she had called and insisted that she come over for the special birthday party, she just couldn't resist it as she conjured up in her imagination the sight of the new maid that Jane had employed less than a month ago.

For one thing, they were good friends and it was the right thing to do. For another, she had decided the night before, that it was time she made a move on Carrie the new maid that Jane was boasting about over the phone.

She always knew it would happen, sooner or later. She was very close to Jane, but she wanted to be much closer to her hot young maid. It was just something she wanted, and she usually got what she wanted in life.

She and Jane had been college friends, but somehow Jane had never made the move, never grabbed her pussy or given her a hot tongue down her throat. So, when she had moved to London, and Jane had followed, she felt sure it would happen. But it didn't. Jane had got a job with an advertising agency and later married to a film producer, which soon ended in a divorce and a good settlement, but Jane had not married again. She knew though that Jane often had her little 'female sessions' in the afternoons, but somehow had never been invited over the past few years, she was determined somehow or other that she would have Jane as well as her new maid. The young girl was the key to her plan.

Julia had met Steven Merton a very wealthy aristocratic businessman at a party shortly after she had moved to London. Steven was the best thing that ever happened to her. Although she'd sworn she'd never get married, she knew from the first that Steven was the kind of man who would make their marriage interesting and it would probably last forever. For one thing, Steven was bi-sexual, though swinging more to his gay side, but liked to let his wife pick up women and also liked to watch them together. He was not jealous of her female friends, she'd made no secret of the fact that she was really into the opposite sex and neither did he at the beginning of their marriage. Occasionally she fucked him the way that he liked it with one of her many toys. In their own strange ways they loved each other. Besides it was a way of giving him a little pressie every so often for being such a good boy, he was extremely wealthy and never denied her anything so really that was the least she could do for him especially having very recently bought her a new Audi sports car.

When she dominated him she usually put on her rubber or leather garments, making him into a passive type of kitten-cat all of her own. But that was another matter, for now, she was really excited about the forthcoming party and so was Steven. He was sure there'd be a lot of young gay guys there who might be turned on by him.

They were getting dressed in their separate bedrooms - the only modern way to be married - Julia told her various friends. She was getting really moist just thinking about the new maid and how she was going to handle her.

Steven came into her room. 'Almost ready, darling? The car's waiting outside.'

She turned to him and smiled. 'Yes, Steven. How do you think I look?'

He gazed at her in her new Versace outfit that she'd bought that morning and sighed. 'Beautiful, absolutely lovely as ever.'

Julia slung a silk and mohair pashmina over her shoulders and they headed for their waiting limo that Steven had booked for the night. He did not like to drink and drive. Time had been good to them and their fortunes were long made so when they partied he always hired a vehicle; besides it was about an hour's drive to Jane's place just outside of London.

On the way they didn't talk much, preferring to listen to the soft piped music in the back of the luxurious limousine sipping champagne and enjoying their own private thoughts.

They arrived by ten thirty pm and the house was already full of people. There were about forty people in the smart modern three-storey house on the outskirts of London. The music was playing, the food was very good, and the drink was flowing as well as other delights. It was altogether a lovely affair. Then Julia saw her chance.

She noticed that Carrie was going towards one of the guest bathrooms, her pert little backside wiggled invitingly in her short, tight, hot maid's outfit as she trotted along in her high heels.

Julia followed from a short distance, hoping that she wouldn't lock the door. She hadn't. Julia put her hand on the knob, turned it and slipped inside, quietly locking the door behind her.

Carrie turned and seemed startled for a moment at being caught in the guest bathroom.

'Oh, I didn't...I wasn't.'

'I just came to see if you are okay my dear,' explained Julia smiling sweetly so as not to frighten the girl.

The young maid smiled at her nervously and then turned back to the mirror, as she leaned into the wash-hand basin to study her pretty face.

'I'm just checking my lipstick; you won't say anything to Jane, will you?'

Julia smiled indulgently and licked her full red lips but didn't say anything. Instead she let her deep green eyes travel down the back of Carrie's tight-fitting French maid's outfit to where she could see the twin curves of the girl's bare buttocks peeping out invitingly from her black skirt and her lacy black hold-up stocking tops showing as she bent over.

She loved the way Carrie's little creamy coloured backside was sticking out from behind and noticed the young girl was not wearing any panties. She felt really hot and moist for her. The mini skirt of the uniform just covered the top of her thighs perfectly; and was short enough for what Julia wanted to do to her.

Without warning, Julia slipped a hand around the young girl's waist. Then her other hand travelled round and under the front of the skirt, over the tops of her thighs and she pressed it against her bare little fuzzy mons veneris.

'What...what...madam?'

'You like it, don't you?' Whispered Julia.

Now the maid was completely confused, she was only just eighteen, her first decent job since leaving school and not very sexually aware, she didn't really know what was being done to her, she didn't understand what Julia was doing and she couldn't do anything to stop it. She'd only ever had a quick poke from her boyfriend in the back of his car, which had not been very satisfactory, and she didn't have any experience at all with other women.

She couldn't even stand up straight. Her body was being prevented, by the way the woman was leaning into her, her other arm around her waist now was acting as a sort of trap, she could hardly move.

'Excuse me madam.'

Julia didn't answer she just pressed further against the girl's flesh under the skirt, past the stockings and the suspenders, right up to the hot pussy of her girlfriend's - soon to be - ex-maid and up and over her soft little cunt. But this was so different as she felt the woman's fingers part her labia and she felt a quick rush of excitement and pleasure combined with a little confusion.

'Uh, what are you...?'

'Sshh,' Julia said, she didn't want her to speak just enjoy what was happening to her.

Already her own quim was on fire, just at the thought that the girl wasn't even wearing any panties. She loved that! To think, that Carrie was wearing a suspender belt and no panties. Was that the girl's own idea, or had it been Jane's in order to have her later or perhaps to lure Julia into making some kind of move on her?

The maid must have known something was going to happen at the party, but probably she didn't know what. Naughty Jane, Julia thought, well she was going to get in first, Jane would have to wait for another time.

Carrie turned her head slightly as Julia took possession of her hot little slit, by sliding three of her long fingers right up her hot wet love box.

'Oh, oh,' the girl groaned as she looked over her shoulder into Julia's eyes, shaking her head slowly back and forth. 'What...what are you doing madam?' She gasped again. Against her will she was enjoying every second of it as the feeling pulsated through her body.

'You like it, don't you?' Julia repeated.

There was a long pause before Carrie could speak, and then, she found she was no match for the way the tall woman's fingers were massaging her pussy and especially her throbbing clitty. She'd never really experienced being touched by a woman before and she loved it.

'Come on,' Julia said. 'Tell me you like it! If you don't like it, tell me to take my fingers out of your hot little cunt.' She teased.

'I...I...OOOHHH.' Carrie's breathing was coming faster and faster, she knew she was on the brink of her first real climax and there was nothing she could do, and Julia knew she couldn't either. She was being taken and she absolute revelled in it.

Now she spread her legs just a little further apart in order to give Julia a little more entry to her moist sex tunnel.

'That's right; you want me to look at it, don't you? You want me to see that gorgeous wet slit of yours, full of your juices,' she whispered in her ear.

Julia was emphasising everything she was saying by a complete churning action of her fingers, as she spoke, but Carrie was no match for this beautiful woman and she didn't care really, she just wanted her to continue what she was doing as she felt her juices wetting the tops of her thighs.

'Tell me, you love it, you little slut.' Julia taunted her as she carried on what she was doing.

'Oh my God,' Carrie screamed. 'Yes, yes...'

'I'm not going to lift the rest of your uniform until you ask me to.' She rubbed furiously at the girl's pussy. 'Come on, or I'll stop.' She threatened.

That did it. Carrie was begging her now not to stop, not to take her fingers out.

'Okay, okay, lift it, lift my uniform, please lift it and look at my lovely lips.'

Julia smiled; she had triumphed. She kept her fingers in the moist sex hole, while she brought her other hand around and slowly and tantalisingly lifted the back of Carrie's skirt until it was completely above her waist.

She feasted her eyes on the back of the young maid's thighs. They were so full, so well shaped and a delightful creamy colour. They were enticingly sheathed in sheer black silk stockings with lacy tops to match her black lace suspender belt, giving her bottom a heart-like frame of her pretty backside.

'You have such a beautiful bottom,' Julia whispered. 'You want me to kiss it, don't you? You want to feel my hot lips on it, don't you? Tell me?'

'Yes, yes...'

Carrie let her head fall forward. Her black hair band fell off and her thick blonde hair covered her face, she couldn't believe it, just a few short seconds ago she was in the bathroom, touching up her lipstick and now this woman was working her up to a fucking frenzy and she loved it.

Julia bent down slightly and lowered her head and planted her lips right on her bottom and gave her a great big kiss there.

When she took her mouth away, she slid her hand up under the uniform again and still keeping the other fingers firmly planted in the girl's love tunnel, she began to slide these fingers down the crack of her backside.

'What are you going to do with me,' Carrie asked breathlessly.

'I'm going to put a finger in your sweet little arsehole my dear.'

'No...please don't do that, it'll hurt. I've never...' But she knew her pleas were hollow.

'No, it will not hurt; I'm just going to moisten one of my fingers from your wet pussy.'

The truth of the matter was that she was so incredibly turned on by what was being done to her she didn't want it to stop, she didn't really care what Julia was going to do to her next she was enjoying it so much.

She loved the way Julia had taken total possession of her and now she gasped and took a gulp of air as she did so, for the woman's index finger of her other had was opening her virginal star-shaped orifice and pressing into it, up and into it. It was driving her crazy. She couldn't get over it, she was exposed and being fingered fucked in her anus and cunt and she was starting to lose it. Carrie moved her head from side to side and moaned as she knew she was going to come any minute. She couldn't hold back any longer.

'I'm coming, don't stop,' she pleaded.

Julia didn't say anything, just increased the circling of her fingers, making sure that she got every last drop of moisture from Carrie's fuck holes.

Then and only then did she slowly take her fingers out of the girl and slowly turn her around, so her naked arse was pressing against the cool porcelain.

Carrie felt herself blushing and lowered her face with embarrassment at what had happened to her.

Julia smiled and placed her well-manicured fingers with their long scarlet nails, underneath the girl's chin.

'Did you like that?' She asked softly.

Carrie could only nod and then she swallowed hard. 'Yes, yes, I loved it. I...' She girl was so embarrassed, but satisfied, she didn't know what to say.

Julia smiled again, and then took the fingers that had been in her cunt and put them under the young woman's nose.

'There's a good little maid, now smell this,' she said rubbing her fingers together.

Carrie took a deep whiff.

'What does it smell like?' Julia teased.

'Pussy,' the girl muttered, 'my pussy!'

'Whose little pussy?'

'Mine.'

'That's right, so you know what your pussy smells like now; this finger.'

Carrie blushed even harder and deeper. 'My...my other hole,' she said in a soft shy voice. 'You want more, don't you? Come on, we can't have any secrets now from each other, can we?'

'Yes, I want more.' She exclaimed this time without any hesitation, surprised at her boldness.

Julia grinned wickedly at her. 'Good because you're going to get so much more. But not now, another time!'

'But my boss Jane, what about her?' she mumbled feebly.

'Don't worry about her. I'll take care of her.'

'But...'

'Ssh, ssh,' Julia leaned even closer, letting Carrie feel her body against hers. 'My beauty I'm going to teach you things. Things you've never known about. Things I've wanted to teach you ever since I first saw you.'

Carrie was speechless. What did the woman mean, she wondered?