Doing A Carol 24
Dear Diary.
‘Good evening slut,’ Michael said as I stepped out of the lift.
‘Well hello photo sharer,’ I spat back.
We hugged and kissed, briefly.
‘Ah, I see Steve mentioned that to you then?’
‘Indeed he did.’
Michael grinned.
‘So how many others have you sent those pictures to and do they know who I am?’ I asked.
‘Just a few guys. No one who you know. And no, they don’t know who you are as I’ve cut your face out of the pictures. I have put a picture online the other night to see if there’s any interest for you.’
‘Thanks, I guess.’
‘You’re welcome. Only Steve knows who you are as he’s my alibi sometimes and I needed to thank him for the other night.’
‘Other night?’
‘Yeah I had to pop out unexpectedly.’
Well, that wasn’t with me, was it? So does Michael have other women on the go? Am I being mugged off? Am I part of a harem, Ms Saturday or Ms Sunday, that he can pick up at anytime? Does he have other sluts in training?
‘I see,’ trying not to sound jealous.
‘Now don’t be like that,’ he stepped closer and brushed the hair from my face, ‘I had to go and see some guys from the garage. Nothing interesting, just a personal thing for one of them. You know, guys stuff.’
‘Oh. So no other women?’
‘Not since you.’ He came in for another hug and rubbed my back. ‘Mmm. No bra. Nice. I thought you were happy to see me.’ He stroked my erect nipples as they peeped through my blouse.
I returned the favour and gently rubbed is crotch.
Two can play that game.
‘Mmm. That’s nice. Suck me now bitch!’
‘Fuck off,’ I laughed as I pushed him away. Although I could have done that, have my own pre drink before tonights festivities, but I didn’t want to be caught on CCTV.
‘So there have been other women in the past?’
‘Yeah.’
‘And you’re not going to tell me how many?’
‘No. I need to keep up with the mystery.’
‘So am I just another number? Another notch to your bed post?’
‘You’re different,’ he pleaded.
‘I bet you say that to all of your conquests.’
‘No I don’t. You’re special.’
‘OK. I’m not sure if I believe you. And anyway, we have no claims on each other, do we? It’s not as if we’re having an affair. Just a bit of fun, right?’
‘Yeah, just fun. And there’s more to come. You still have more training to do if you still want to be my slut.’
‘Do I?’
‘Yes. We’ve only just started. I’m going to push some boundaries with you, but we will do that a small bit at a time.’
Interesting.
He came in for another kiss. A longer one this time. Passionate and hard. Perhaps he was getting horny thinking of my training. Who knows?
It was a good job that a car pulled in to the car park to interrupt us, otherwise I would have let my guard down and things would have been a lot more steamier.
‘I’ll let you know when your next session will be.’
‘I’m honoured.’ I did a curtsey.
‘You will be. Are we seeing you later?’ He asked.
‘As in what way, seeing me?’
‘Are you coming back or is Jerry staying over?’
‘I’m coming back to pick up Jerry later.’
‘Mmm. Good. In that case, I’m going to give you a mini task. When you come back later, I want you to wear something more sexy, more revealing for the boys.’
‘What about Jerry?’ I asked.
‘I don’t that will suit him.’
‘Very funny.’
‘He won’t notice what you’ll be wearing as he’ll be so drunk.’
‘What do you mean? I hope you’re not going to spike his drinks?’
‘No. He’s going to loose at poker as I’m an expert at it.’
‘I’m sure you are.’
Michael smiled.
‘Well look after him. I don’t want anything bad happen to him.’
Michael crossed his heart. ‘I promise. I’ll be gentle with him. Although I can’t say that about the others.’
‘I hope he’s not going to be your whipping boy.’
‘No mot mine. We may play a few pranks on him when he gets tipsy. Harmless fun.’
‘Thanks. I’d better let you go as I have to change, don’t I?’
‘Yes my little slut, you do.’
I turned to get in to my car as Michael called out, ‘And make sure your outfit is super sexy, as I want Steve to notice!’
‘Oh he will.’
He most definitely will!
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