My new work 2nd part

 I showered, shaved, put lotion on, made up and did my hair, now it's time to get dressed:

black stockings with a plain black edge, a black lace garter belt, a plain black satin thong and a matching bra. Black high heeled pumps and nothing else. That was the instruction.

A driver is supposed to pick me up at 5:30 p.m., so I still have 5 minutes to think about the coat. Luckily it's not warm today, so you don't stand out with a coat. However, my long coat is too thick and my slightly thinner coat is not really closed at the front and also ends just above the knees. But I still take it and pull a light scarf over it so that you don't immediately see that I'm not wearing a top. I've already packed a small black clutch with the most necessary things and the doorbell rings.

It feels strange but also arousing to leave the apartment like this. There's a taxi waiting for me downstairs. "Where do you want to go." "To the Breidenbacher Hof, please." On the way I get a message: "Sandra, please don't come to the Breidenbacher Hof, but to Königsallee 30. Be there on time at 6:00 p.m.." "Please drive me to Königsallee 30 and not to Breidenbacher Hof." "Yes, of course, but I can't drive all the way there, it's in the passage. You have to walk a few hundred meters there." I look on the internet and see that this is the address of the Wolford shop. I answer the message "Are you sure that's true, this is the Wolford store and not a hotel?" shortly afterwards the answer. "Koenigsallee 30, 6 p.m.".

I get out of the taxi and now I'm already feeling a little naked. You think everyone is looking at you, even if you don't stand out in this part of Düsseldorf if you're wearing high heels and stockings. After a few meters I am actually in front of the Wolford entrance. A man in a black suit opens the door and greets me. "Dear Madam, you must be Sandra, come in, you are expected." I go to the really small shop. There stands Dr. Schmidt and comes towards me. "Sandra, thank you very much for coming this far. Please undress so that we can start dressing. I take a quick look around and see a cloakroom sign and walk towards it. "No, you will undress here. Don't worry, the Lord won't let anyone in.

I open the coat and pull off the scarf at the same time. "Give me the things." Dr. Schmidt takes the things. He puts the coat on a chair and folds the scarf before throwing it in a trash can. "It wasn't allowed, so it's going away. Ms. Meier, please come forward so we can start fitting." Immediately, a lady who looks like a saleswoman comes and examines me. "Nice figure and above all great breasts. I recommend either a knee-length figure-hugging dress, but then the suspenders stand out, or a tight skirt combined with a transparent blouse, so that the bust size is shown off beautifully. What do you think, Mr Dr Smith." "I want to see both, but I really like that skirt in the window.

I don't know which of you readers has ever stood naked in a shop where the window panes are only a little veiled by the goods on display and where 2 gentlemen are more or less looking at you and a saleswoman is buzzing around you. In the meantime I was completely naked, then dressed again in lingerie, in the end Dr. Schmidt opted for the following outfit:

Skin-colored stockings with a simple black edge, plus a black satin garter belt that is almost invisible under a very tight black stretch skirt. The skirt came to mid-thigh, but since the garter belts were pretty short, it covered everything. I should do without panties and a bra. Instead, I wore a transparent mesh shirt, which you probably know from Wolford, which gave a lot of hints but didn't really show anything. Just before the exit, said Dr. Schmidt: "Sandra, please stop and bend forward. You will receive another plug from me." He said that in a tone as if he had given me directions. I was about to answer, but the look from the bouncer and from Dr. Schmidt showed me that it was pointless. So I leaned forward right at the front door of the store and held on to the door handle while Dr. Schmidt pushed my skirt up and quite rudely, but not inexperienced, sunk a medium-sized plug into me. I couldn't help but groan and when I stood up straight again, the plug did the rest and I noticed that I was getting wet.

We took a taxi to a steakhouse, where we were taken straight to a separate room. Mr. Mauser was already present there. "Come in and sit down. Please understand that I can't get up right now because I'm having oral sex." I didn't think long about what he said, but rather how he said it. As if it were the most normal thing in the world to be spoiled orally by a woman under the table in a public restaurant and to receive guests like that. "Sandra, please sit here, I will sit next to you." Dr. Schmidt led me to the square. I sat down. "Not like that, your skirt all the way up, please." I did it. As he sat down, he immediately opened his pants and for the first time I could guess that he was quite well stocked. Although not yet aroused, it was still a rather large penis. "What do you mean Mr. Mauser, may I try it too?" "Of course. Steffi please take care of my guest." Steffi turned around under the table and then came with her head between the legs of Dr. Schmidt. Without hesitation, she sunk the shaft deep into her mouth. Steffi was apparently completely naked but had on a mask so I couldn't really see her face. She wasn't really slim either, but had a womanly curvy figure, but not fat. Her breasts sagged a bit and I also estimated her to be about 10 years older than I was. Can I try it too?" "Of course. Steffi, please take care of my guest." Steffi turned around under the table and then came with her head between Dr. Schmidt's legs. Without hesitation, she sank the shaft deep into her mouth. Steffi was apparently completely naked, had But she was wearing a mask so I couldn't really see her face. She wasn't really slim either, but had a womanly curvy figure but not fat. Her breasts sagged a bit and I also guessed she was about 10 years older one than i was. Can I try it too?" "Of course. Steffi, please take care of my guest." Steffi turned around under the table and then came with her head between Dr. Schmidt's legs. Without hesitation, she sank the shaft deep into her mouth. Steffi was apparently completely naked, had But she was wearing a mask so I couldn't really see her face. She wasn't really slim either, but had a womanly curvy figure but not fat. Her breasts sagged a bit and I also guessed she was about 10 years older one than i was. Steffi was apparently completely naked but had on a mask so I couldn't really see her face. She wasn't really slim either, but had a womanly curvy figure, but not fat. Her breasts sagged a bit and I also estimated her to be about 10 years older than I was. Steffi was apparently completely naked but had on a mask so I couldn't really see her face. She wasn't really slim either, but had a womanly curvy figure, but not fat. Her breasts sagged a bit and I also estimated her to be about 10 years older than I was.

The waiter came over to us and took our order. Mr. Mauser had already given some thought to this and ordered three glasses of sparkling wine, a starter platter and three steaks, plus a large salad without dressing. He also instructed the waiter to take the fourth chair from the table. "Steffi told me that she would like to lose weight, so she will not eat anything except what we hand her. She will drink at a later date."

The following hour was actually completely "normal". As normal as it can be when you have a completely naked lady as a playmate under the table in a restaurant and you yourself are sitting on the chair with a plug and visible suspenders with your buttocks bare. The conversation was usually conducted by Dr. Schmidt and Mr. Mauser. I was asked for my opinion from time to time, but nobody really cared. The food was very good and the "appetizers" that we served to Steffi's hand were licked by her as if she were a dog. A few wines later, something happened that I had never experienced before. "Steffi, come to me and open your mouth. I have to go and I'll give you my golden shower. Take care that nothing gets on the floor,*****n and the floor here isn't really clean." Without hesitation, Steffi crawled to Mr. Mauser, who then immediately began to give in to his urge to urinate at the table. Steffi swallowed loudly several times, but actually seemed to be able to swallow everything.

"Was it good? Or are you even more thirsty." "Thanks Mr. Mauser, everything is fine."

Shortly thereafter, the waiter came and Herr Mauser instructed him to get the clothes for his companion. Shortly afterwards he came back and handed Herr Mauser a coat. "Come on Steffi, show yourself and put on your coat, we want to go." Stefi, who was under the table the entire time, initially had a few problems standing up in her really high heels, then she put on her coat and closed it as much as possible. "Come on Sandra, please greet Steffi the way you greet a playmate, spit in her mouth." Steffi turned her head directly in my direction and opened her mouth very wide. At first I struggled, then I took a man and spit a rather large load into her mouth. "Thanks Sandra," Steffi said after swallowing.

We didn't stay long in the hotel lobby, but the four of us went straight towards the elevator. In the elevator, Mr. Mauser pressed "executive" on the 6th floor. "Take off your coat, Steffi. Right now." She did it without hesitation. I don't know whether the elevator could theoretically have stopped on another floor and whether someone could have come to meet us as far as the hotel room door, but everything went well. "We'll say goodbye here and you own the suite right next door. Dr. Schmidt, what do you think? Shall we swap places in an hour?" "You're welcome, Herr Mauser, just let Steffi knock."

"Come on Sandra, we'll make ourselves comfortable with me." I went into the suite with him. I was surprised how big it was. It was like a small apartment. "Get undressed, leave your stockings and shoes on. Then sit down here on the chair. I'll be with you in 5 minutes." Dr. Schmidt went into the bedroom and then closed another door. Probably the bathroom. Shortly thereafter I heard water, so I was sure that he was taking a shower. I first looked around a bit and then started to undress. When bending down, the plug made itself felt again. Then I sat down on the armchair so that my back was to the bedroom. "Stay like this and don't turn around. I'm going to blindfold you now and then use you. It would be great if you shut up except when he opens up to moan in pleasure. I won't really get rid of you, but I won't treat you squeamishly either. Your boss said that you are quite easy to use and I expect that too." I endured the blindfold and his words also had an effect on me. And that was a lot of horniness. I wanted to break away from the slightly plump old and smelly man take it as he wanted and so it happened. too old and smelly man to let take. As he wanted and so it happened. too old and smelly man to let take. As he wanted and so it happened.

First he started working on my breasts. With fingers, tongue, teeth and light pinches. I was supposed to hold my hands above my head, which I found increasingly difficult. Without much warning, two and later three fingers entered me. He penetrated deep into my pleasure cave, rather he alternately hit and kneaded my breasts with the other hand. Then, with a jerk, he was inside me with his whole hand. I bucked and started moaning loudly. "I knew you wanted it that way, bitch." Then he was quiet again and started to work his hand into my body more and more wildly. I felt a slight pressure on my buttocks and with a rough jerk, he pulled out the plug with his free hand. I screamed before I felt the plug in my mouth. Of course it didn't taste good, but I was so horny that I didn't care. Then something happened that drove me insane. The moment he pulled his hand out of my cave, he shoved his erect member up my butt. It was so big and by briefly relaxing the body after leaving the hand, it slipped almost effortlessly but very deeply into me.

"Put your legs over the sides of the chair and spread your labia with your index fingers" I did it without thinking twice. He kept thrusting into my butt and as I parted my labia he guided a vibrator straight to my clitoris. It wasn't long before my lust was too great and my whole body began to tremble. Dr. Schmidt noticed it, of course, but didn't stop pushing me. It started to get awkward when I realized that he *******ed his full load in my butt . It felt like he was filling the entire intestine, his effusion was so powerful. He only sighed briefly, pulled out his penis and then I didn't feel him anymore. "Stay there and wait." Of course that happened****** its way out of me and it was dripping. "You're doing great, I have a glass and I'll catch everything."

I will never forget the night. After an hour they swapped and I have to give myself to Mr. Mauser. I was back in an hour with Dr. Schmidt. I felt sorry for Steffi, whom I only saw briefly in between. Her body bore more and more marks from the beatings, clamps, and rough grips as I was driven to orgasm in a different way each time. After a total of 6 rounds I lay with Dr. Smith in bed. "Sandra, thank you very much for your service. I will now leave the hotel. Stay here for a few more hours and rest. Then take a shower tomorrow morning and go to work from here. You put on tonight's clothes. Yours Boss knows. Oh, you just have to leave the hotel. It's all paid for." With these words, Dr. Schmidt me alone.

I masturbated once more before falling asleep for a couple of hours, completely exhausted. Then in the morning I got ready in the hotel room and put on the few things that Dr. Schmidt had left me. Then I went to work. Frank was already there.

"Well, Sandra, I found out that everyone liked it very much. You earned the EUR 5,000. Let's have a coffee together. Then you can tell me everything." I went with him to the coffee kitchen, where other colleagues were, of course they all looked at me and when Frank handed me a coffee, he gave me another small mug. "Today you're going to put this milk in your coffee." I looked into the mug and immediately realized what it was. The coffee didn't taste good, but after I finished with it and told Frank everything, I urgently needed to go to the toilet because I was too horny to sit down at the desk right away.

So for the past 6 months, I've been happily employed by Frank. There are normal weeks and then there are weeks with experiences that simply make you feel good all over.