Caught, blackmailed and raped!
story by germinalba
Last night, I had to work late in my office. I run, together with my brother-in-law,
a software/hardware firm. He’s the programmer, I’m the network/hardware
specialist. Since I had a few machines to repair, I staid in late. After my
brother-in-law left for home, I took a shower and started to dress .
I started doing this when I was 12 years old. First it was only pantyhose and
some briefs, but the last five years, my wardrobe has been growing. I even got
myself a wig and started to get some experience into make-up. So, after the
shower, I took out a black body stocking, with back seams on the legs and a
Cuban heel. A black, shiny and see trough panty was a nice touch to ad to the
body stocking. The silicone breast forms were placed into my bra. The plated
miniskirt and sheer black blouse made the picture complete. But before I started
to get dressed, I fixed my make-up. My lips turned into dark red, kissable lips.
My eyes got some brownish like color, and with the new mascara, the lashes got
a bit bigger and curly. After half an hour work, I was ready for the last two
pieces. Put on my red long hair wig and then the hooker, heels. They are black
open heels, with a 3 inch heel. It made my legs look even longer and obliged
my to attend to my walking, witch had to be elegant, but also a bit erotic.
Since I was alone, I was very much at ease with the situation. No one has ever
seen me in my transformed person, witch I call “Wendy”.
Walking around in our office, made a wonderful sound of high heels clicking
on the floor and the swishing sound of nylon legs, gently stroking each other.
At the backside of our ground floor office, we have a garden. After 5, the air-conditioning
turns off, and since it was still nice outside, I opened up the backdoor to
the garden, and let the door wide open, so I could enjoy these last warm evenings.
I started my work on the machines on the workbench. Some needed to be formatted
and installed again, others had minor problems that some updates and adjustments
would fix, no severe troubles. Time passed by, and from time to time I walked
around, just to hear the heels and feel sensual, a feeling I always have when
I ‘m all dressed up.
I was having a wonderful time, and even got a bit aroused, so I caressed my
nylon legs a bit.
I didn’t notice someone was in the garden. The ground floor is our office,
but the first floor, used to be my brother-in-law’s apartment. Since he
and my sister, bought a house, we let it to a couple who have a disabled boy,
and we had a ramp installed from the first floor balcony to the garden so the
kid could enjoy the garden in the summer. Since it was about 10pm, it couldn’t
have been the boy, he would be asleep. The father would be at work, since he
always works nightshifts, to earn that extra money.
Before I could react to it, Caroline, the mother, was standing next to me. She
almost gave me a heart attack. I had no clue how to get out of this situation,
couldn’t even start to explain. What was I going to do now?
‘You like that, honey, walking around in those things?’ she asked.
And wile she was talking to me, she laid her hand on my leg and let it slowly
slide to my inner thighs.
‘What? Lost your tongue? ‘she said, while caressing my leg and moving
up under my shirt skirt. Her fingertips touched my balls, and that feeling made
me jump up from the chair. ‘Oooh, yes baby, walk for me! Shake that nice
bum! Let me hear those heels clicking on the floor! Come on, don’t be shy!
‘I think you would better start doing what you’re told, or tomorrow
the whole firm will know, what you do when no one is around!’ and with
that said, she gave me a look, that gave her words an extra dimension. So I
started walking, a little slowly and not so self-assured at first, but that
quickly changed, when she said that that wasn’t the way I walked half an
hour ago. ‘If you want, I’ll let you see the video I made of you,
walking around here, caressing your nylon legs, adjusting you’re little
friend in those panties.’ She smiled when I turned around to her, with
a shocked expression on my face.
‘You didn’t!’, I almost screamed at her. ‘Sssst, my boy
is asleep!’ and she went to the garden door to close it. She came back,
swinging her hips. She was an attractive women, wearing almost always jeans
with slacks and a blouse. I never saw her, wearing anything to show of her figure,
or her femininity. If she would put a little effort to it, she would make a
lot of men drool, when they see her pass.
‘Why did you tape me?’ I asked her. ‘Oh, I just wanted to make
sure the rent would drop a bit. Say about 50$ a month.’ And she smiled
while standing in front of me, looking me straight in the eye. ‘Where’s
the tape?’ I asked. ‘The tape is safe with me, and if you don’t
oblige to my demand, I will show it to everyone I know in the office.’
Since she was the cleaning lady in the office, everybody knows her (there are
7 employees), so I had no other option then to agree to her proposal. ‘Okay.
I’ll make sure the rent drops with 50$, but you’ll have to give me
the tape!’
‘You will get the tape, when the new lease contract is signed and agreed
to, not before!’ she said, and she started to give me a wicked smile. ‘If
we agree on that, okay, I’ll make sure, you get a new contract tomorrow,
but I have to be sure you give me the tape then?’ I nearly begged her.
All of a sudden, she approached me, laid her hand on my crotch and started to
rub it. ‘I want you to get on your knees, and suck my pussy, while you
play with your dick!’ and she gave me a push. ‘Get on with it!’
she said and her eyes seemed to be on fire. I got on my knees while she was
already losing her jeans. She was wearing those large, white cotton panties
and I noticed a yellow stain on it. I got a bit closer, and she pulled down
her panty. To my surprise, her pussy was all shaven, not on single pubic hair
was visible. She pulled her lips apart and showed me a wonderful clit, witch
was already swollen. ‘Suck it!’ she almost yelled, not worried by
her sleeping son, the only thing left on her mind was having an orgasm and I
was supposed to give it to her. I immediately reacted, by putting my mouth onto
her pussy and let my tongue slide along her lips, savoring her juices that already
started dripping out of her lovely cunt.
My little friend started to react as well and was getting a big friend. While
I was licking her pussy, I pulled up my skirt, took my dick out of the panty
and gently started stroking it. She saw what I was doing and she pulled back.
‘Let me suck you’, she demanded and got on her knees. I stood up,
and she immediately took my dick into her mouth. She didn’t use her hands
on my dick, but started to caress my legs, it was a wonderful feeling, witch
I hoped, would never stop. This was my top fantasy. Having wild and passionate
sex with a women, whilst being dressed as one. She stopped sucking, and started
licking my nylon legs! Ooh my god! This was really a dream, this couldn’t
be real? She looked up and asked if I my wardrobe was limited to the things
I was wearing. ‘No, why do you want to know?’ I asked, fearing she
would use that as well to blackmail me. ‘I would love to dress up myself,
but since those kind of garments are expensive, I never buy them. I would love
to feel those things on my body, make men look at me, watch me while I walk
by, arouse my husband, like he’s never been before, just by looking like
one of those lady’s from Playboy or Penthouse. Glamorous! Sexy! Erotic!
Just ordinary, fucking hot!’ I saw a few tears in the corner of her eyes.
I never knew they had to be that careful with their money. ‘Don’t
worry. We’ll check some sizes. I think we’re about the same size,
so if that’s okay with you, I’ll show you where I keep my wardrobe,
and whenever you feel like it, you can get something from my secret stash, and
put it on. You got the keys to the office, so that shouldn’t be a problem.’
I looked at her and she started to smile. ‘Would you really do that?’
she asked me. ‘Of course, come on, I ‘ll show you where it’s
hidden.’ And I took her by her hand, to our server room, where a false
wall hid my closet. She was amazed by the variety of clothes I had. She turned
to me and gave me a hug ‘Thank you. And you can forget about the rent,
I have no tape. We don’t even have a camera. But you still owe me an orgasm.’
And she slid her hand under my skirt. I pulled her towards me and started French
kissing her.
But that’s the next story
Story posted by germinalba
on Thursday, October 06, 2005 @ 09:13:54 PDT
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