Episode 4 - Dirty Business

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Episode 4 It was the end of another busy day at Executive Fleet & Hire, and Jilly sat in a moment of quiet contemplation, wondering how her adventure would unfold, and just who was Bambi's mystery visitor earlier. She glanced down to admire her new bracelet, but her heart missed a beat as she realised it wasn't on her wrist. Of course, she'd taken it off earlier when she was doing the stock take.

God it must still be in the stock room, and without it her adventure couldn't begin. Problem was, the key was in Mr Slater's desk, and no one was supposed to take it without his permission. Her thoughts were interrupted by the now familiar click-clack of Mr Slater's white cane tapping somewhere down the corridor.

Slater had not always been blind, but had apparently lost his sight in a school science lab accident when he was fourteen. He was the office manager, and had joined the business as part of the new management team that took over a couple of months ago. Mr Slater ran a strict regime, and despite his lack of sight, garnered a finely tuned sixth sense to everything that went on in the office.

The promise of her adventure simply proved too enticing, and given a small window of opportunity when no one was around, she quickly went into the drawer and took out the key. When she got to the stock room, surprisingly the door was slightly ajar. Jilly was sure she'd locked it earlier.

She flicked on the light switch, but the bulb had clearly fused. She ventured into the darkness, feeling her way along the shelves, trying to be as quiet as possible in case someone should catch her in there. Unfortunately she tripped, and trying to grab the shelf the support managed to pull a large coil of wire off it.

Who's there? Jilly held her breath, petrified she was about to be discovered. The tapping of the cane drew closer, and left her in no doubt that it was Mr Slater himself.

But if she kept quiet, she could give him the slip and he'd never know it was her. Mmm, what have we here? His cane tapped against Jilly's shoes, and began sliding up and down her heels, betraying a much deeper longing to use his tongue and not his cane.

A woman, methinks. The cane slid up the outside of her legs, scuppering an easy escape. And quite a curvy one, I'd say, he added, as the cane sculpted over her hip bone and into her waist.

He moved to her side, now cutting off her route to freedom by his sheer physical stature. Slater was around 6'4 with a large frame to match. He was a striking man, albeit not entirely good looking, with a slightly crooked nose that punctuated an otherwise flawless face.

Jilly reckoned he was probably in his early thirties, but it was hard to tell. Not entirely surprisingly, he always wore dark glasses. At close range he smelt delicious.

A warm, musky cocktail of sandalwood and citrus oozed from him. The cane moved again, this time stopping to take the full weight of her breasts across it and bouncing them a little. I like a full-breasted woman, he said.

He took hold of her hand and brought it to his mouth, sucking on the fleshy mound of Venus. His actions were very measured, and gauged by her responses to elicit a further reaction from her. Slater revelled in such moments.

His senses were intuitive, and finely tuned to the female psyche. He'd had to learn the hard way. Licking around her wrist, he jangled her missing bracelet next to her ear.

Is this what you're looking for? Hmm, a little… spanner charm, he said, fingering it carefully. Benson is quite a charmer himself, isn't he? Jilly froze with embarrassment.

How did he know? She was absolutely mortified. Silently, she let him continue, completely entranced by his gentleness, and aware of a creeping warmth between her legs.

She felt the cool hardness of his cane running down the outside of her leg, then moving in between them, tapping to and fro against her heels. She clearly understood the instruction to open her legs, and as she moved them apart, the cane swiftly ran right up the inside of her leg to her pussy, lifting her skirt on the way. He breathed deeply.

I can smell you, he said with confidence. I know all the women in the office by their smell alone, and you are particularly sweet. She was getting quite breathless, but then so was he.

A little moan escaped from her lips as he lingered tentatively, teasing every last ounce of desire out of her. He hooked a finger around the gusset of her panties, and pulling them to one side as he sank to his knees, then right down to the floor, taking her stockinged foot out of her court shoe, and breathing in that special mix of nylon, leather, and woman. He kissed her foot thoroughly, and sucked on her toes through her stocking, before working his way up her leg again, and holding her foot firmly to his groin.

She held her breath in anticipation of his touch, but then felt the warmth of his relaxed tongue on her clitoris, licking her like a delicious soft ice cream. Two long fingers slid inside her, and searched to find her rhythm. Using his thumb to stimulate her clit whilst continuing to finger her pussy, he started to groan.

Mmm, Juicy Jilly likes a good finger fucking. Enraptured she came quickly. You need some cock, he said lasciviously, standing up and unzipping his trousers.

Take it, he ordered, pushing her down and pulling her mouth straight onto his erect cock. Jilly gasped as she took it in so unexpectedly. He used her head to work it, and she could feel the helmet expand and the taste of pre-cum quickly becoming evident.

She reached out to hold onto the shelving to steady herself, but in her haste knocked a loose light bulb, which rolled off the shelf and smashed on the floor. I can't imagine anything better than seeing your lipstick lips wrapped around my cock. She went to speak, but as her words came out, his cock slid in, this time to take his full length.

He gagged, several times. That was it, the fuse had been ignited, and once lit, it burnt brightly for both, to its very vocal conclusion. Spent and breathless, she didn't notice him silently leave the room.

She straightened her clothes, picking up the bracelet in the process, and as she moved to the door and the light outside, glanced down to put it on. A double take revealed a new charm, a tiny shoe. It would seem that trying to keep her identity safe had been futile.

It appeared Mr Slater had planned it all.