Awakening Down Under

By: [email protected]

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This story is based on what has been happening to me over summer. I'm
from Australia, so summer is drawing to a close here at this time in
late March. First let me describe myself. I have dirty blonde shoulder
length hair that I often tie up in a pony tail. I have an athletic
figure thanks to netball and I also keep in shape by jogging
regularly. My best assets would have to be my long lean legs and cute
butt. I have a year left in university and have been working in a
coffee shop to earn money. I don't have classes on Tuesdays or
Thursdays so I work at the cafe from 9 to 5. I don't come from a very
wealthy family so I still live at home with dad to save up on cash.
Dad is a minister in our local church and mum had died when I was
still a baby so it's just daddy and I.
 
Some friends and I decided to take advantage of the wonderful summer
weather by hanging out at the local beach that is only about 5 minutes
from where I live. The sky was blue, the water was crystal clear and
there were heaps of other people that were also taking advantage of
the beautiful weather. After a long day of tanning, swimming and just
lazing around we decided it was time to pack up and go home. We
gathered our stuff and made our way to the changing rooms to shower
and change out of our bikinis. It was when I was changing that I
realized that my knickers were missing from my bag. I asked my friends
and they too had lost their knickers. Some perve must have waited
until we were in the water and then rummaged through our bags for our
knickers. That was quite a shock to us because we have been coming to
this beach for ages and have thought that it was a safe and secure
beach. My friends and I now were hesitant to return to this particular
beach.
 
I was particularly saddened by this because I loved that beach and now
I would have to find another beach to hang out. Seeing as I wouldn't
be hanging out at the beach that much anymore, I decided I might as
well get extra hours at the coffee shop to earn more money. I talked
to my boss, Brian, about getting more hours and he asked me why I
wanted to waste my summer in the coffee shop instead of enjoying it on
the beach as I have always been. I told him about what happened and
how insecure I felt at the beach now. Now let me tell you about Brian.
He is in his late 30s, looks his age but he has a good body that he
gets from working out. Brian is rich! He made millions during the IT
boom but lost a bit when the bubble burst. Now he deals with stocks
and he has other small business dealings such as the coffee shop where
I work. He's basically financially secure enough to let business run
for itself while he enjoys his money. Upon hearing my problems, Brian
said "Why don't you hang out at my place then? I have a pool, Jacuzzi
and my own private little beach". I was so happy to have a place to
hang out that I immediately accepted the offer. Brian didn't want too
many people over at his place to avoid having to clean up after so I
agreed not to let the other girls know and arranged to go over to his
place after work on Tuesday.
 
So on Tuesday I packed my blue bikini and told daddy that I would be
at the beach after work. After work, I drove to Brian's place with the
directions he gave me. He lives in a posh area but from the outside
his place looked like any other place. I noticed the high walls and
large gate. Guess that means this plcae really is safe and secure. I
parked my car and Brian greeted me at the door. "Awesome place Brian!"
I said. "Thanks. C'mon in. Why don't you get changed while I make some
business calls. Then I'll give you a tour of the place." He showed me
the changing room and I changed into my bikini. I was wearing a
relatively modest bikini seeing as it was my first time to his place.
It had a triangle top and the bottom like my other bikinis were tied
at the sides. I came out and had a look around. I realized from some
pictures he had around his place that he must have had many
girlfriends. This was no surprise because Brian was known at work to
be quite the player. I didn't really care because all I wanted was to
have fun and enjoy myself.
 
Brian walked down the stairs and began talking about his place, "The
bedroom is up here and I conduct some of my business in the office
upstairs. The office is cool because I have a view of the pool, the
beach and the water from up there" Brian said. He showed me his
entertainment area, large kitchen, garage, dining room and pool room.
"Wow, this place is awesome." I said. In comparison my home was just a
cosy little 2 bedroom house. Then Brian took me outside to the pool
area. Brian said "This is the pool where I regularly swim a few laps.
The Jacuzzi is right there. This is the bar so feel free to help
yourself to the drinks. You can work on your tan there on the deck or
you can walk down to the beach." I was amazed! There were steps
leading down to Brian's own private beach. Brian said he needed to go
back up to do his business. Without wasting another second I made
myself a glass of Midori and pineapple juice and went down to the
beach. The beach wasn't huge but it was enough for 5 people to enjoy
comfortably. I noticed a yacht anchored nearby. "Must be Brian's." I
thought to myself. Well, I spent the rest of the day working on my
tan. I untied my top while I tanned on my back but didn't go as far as
tanning topless. I was a guest at my boss' house after all. Things
progressed quickly since I really enjoyed myself and soon the sun was
beginning to set so I decided that I should go home. I put on my shirt
and shorts, packed up my stuff and walked back up towards the house.
Some of the windows upstairs were tinted so I couldn't see through
them. I noticed Brian at one of the untinted window upstairs. "He must
get a great view from there" I thought as I looked back behind me. I
waved to him to indicate that I was leaving so he came down. "Same
time on Thursday?" He asked. "Yes please! Thanks for letting me enjoy
your place Brian" I said. "No worries love, always a pleasure to have
a beautiful thing like yourself around".
 
On Thursday I was geared up for another fun time at Brian's place.
This time I was feeling secure enough to wear a Brazilian cut bikini.
The material on the bikini bottom only covers half of my butt and is
held up by the tie on the sides. Keeping the meeting at Brian's place
from the other girls at the coffee shop was easy and it made me feel
special. Again after work I drove up to Brain's beach house. I knocked
on the door and Brian was on the phone so he gestured me in and told
me to go ahead and make myself at home while he went back upstairs to
his office. I quickly changed into my bikini and went outside to the
pool. The tide had come up so I decided to just hang out by the pool.
I made myself a cold drink at the bar, laid out my towel, applied some
tan oil and began working on my tan. A warm summer day, a gentle
breeze, the sound of the gentle waves crashing and a tall glass of
cold drink. What else could a girl ask for? After a while I turned
over and worked on my back. I was feeling slightly tired from work
that I must have fallen asleep.
 
The sound of someone diving into the pool woke me up. I lifted my head
and saw that it was Brian and he must have finished dealing with
business and decided to have a swim. Still feeling sleepy I rested my
head again. Brian came out of the pool and came towards me. "How's it
going Carla? Tired I see" he said. "Yea, it was busy in the café
today" I told him. "Well, let me give you a massage. It will help to
loosen you up" Before I could say anything he was walked inside and
soon came back out with a bottle of massage oil. He knelt beside me
and opened the bottle. The oil was scented with the lovely aroma of
lavender. He poured a little oil in his hands and began gently
kneading my shoulders. Wow, if I was feeling sleepy before, the gentle
massage and the smell of lavender made my eyes even heavier. He
massaged my temples and then rubbed my neck. I felt my top getting
untied and Brian explained that it would be easier to massage my back
so I let him. I was too sleepy to stop him anyway. He massaged my back
and I occasionally felt his fingers on the sides of my breasts. I
would be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying this and I couldn't help
but let out a small moan.
 
I could feel Brian untying the straps of my bottoms and that's when I
stopped him with my hands. "Don't worry. It will help with the blood
circulation." He said but I still wouldn't let him. "I've got an idea"
he said as he got up. He went to the bar and got a small hand towel.
He placed it over my butt and he made me hold the towel in place with
my hands. I couldn't see the towel but I could feel that the sides
barely even touched the floor. As I was holding the towel, Brian
untied my bikini bottom and gently pulled it. "Lift up a bit" he said
and without even thinking I lifted my hips while he pulled my bikini
bottom off. I was now bottomless with only a small towel barely
covering me and I could even feel a slight breeze up my pubic region
despite keeping my legs as close as possible. Brian then lifted my
shoulders slightly and pulled my top away. I wanted to stop him but I
couldn't do anything because I was still holding the towel. "There
that feels better doesn't it?" he said. My heart was beating faster
now. There I was completely naked with only a tiny towel covering my
ass. Brian took my hands and placed them on my sides leaving the towel
to balance on my ass on its own. "Just relax now" Brian said as he
poured more oil on my back and began to massage again.
 
He did a really good job on my back and soon I began to relax again.
He massaged my head, neck, shoulders and arms and was slowly working
down my spine. His hands were now on the lower part of my spine and he
circulated his fingers towards my butt and in the process moved the
towel until it fell to my side without me even noticing it. I was
putty in his hands now as he massaged my naked butt. Brian poured
extra oil on my butt and I could feel the oil flowing through my crack
and into my now partially open pussy. It felt so good that I made
myself more comfortable by resting my forehead on my arms. All the
time I was biting my lip to stop myself from groaning out loud.
 
I could feel Brian kiss my shoulder gently and he said "I'm going to
massage those tired legs of yours now" He got up and knelt behind my
feet. He began massaging my feet and he sure knew what he was doing.
First he massaged my right foot and he then slowly moved up to my
right calf. As he did he would cautiously move my right leg a little
to the side then he would move his knee up a bit. Next he did my left
foot and calf and similarly he would move my left leg to the side as
his other knee moved up. I have never had my legs massaged before so I
didn't know any better. Before long Brian was working on my thighs and
by that time my legs were spread out pretty good because I could feel
his knees on the inside of my own knees. My thighs got extra attention
from Brian as he slowly worked his hands up and down my thighs, slowly
but surely making progress towards my pussy. I'm sure my pussy was
getting moist from the stimulation because I could feel the cool
breeze flowing through my pussy. Or was it due to the fact that my
legs were so indecently spread out. I would normally have stopped any
other person from going that far but I was in ecstasy and wasn't
thinking straight.
 
I let out a yelp when I felt Brian's fingers on my pussy lips. I
instinctively tried to close my legs but I couldn't because Brian was
kneeling between my legs. I tried to get up but Brian had his right
hand on my back. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you. It's just a
massage" he said. Unable to do anything I felt Brian rubbing my lips
again making my pussy wetter than it already was and that made it
easier for him to slip his finger in. I groaned loudly as he did. My
feet were kicking all over the place but soon Brian's hand was
rhythmically fingering me and my legs subconsciously stopped kicking.
Soon my toes started to curl as I could feel two fingers inside me
now. My animal instincts have now kicked in and my hips began to grind
against Brian's fingers. "Does that feel good?" Brian asked and I
groaned.
 
I could feel an orgasm coming and my muscles started to strain as I
grinded my hips faster. Brian could sense this and began fingering me
faster as well. My breathing was so quick now that I lifted my upper
body and head so I had to control my upper body with my elbows making
my breasts sway to the rhythm of my grinding hips. The swaying breasts
caused my nipples to brush against the rough material of my beach
towel adding to the stimulation. Brain asked "You're gonna cum aren't
you?" All I could do was moan loudly.
 
Before I knew it, Brian had flipped me around and I was now on my back
with my legs vulgarly spread open. Brian dove in with his mouth and
finished me off by sucking my clit and flicking it with his tongue. I
came like I never came before because of all the previous stimulation.
I had my legs clamped around Brian's head and when I finally came down
from my climax my legs were so weak that there I was on the floor
spread eagle. I was still trying to catch my breath as Brian continued
to lick my pussy.
 
Brian got up picked up my bikini, little hand towel and beach towel.
He went inside leaving me there naked with my legs still spread open
but not before he used the little hand towel to wipe my pussy. Still
breathing heavily I closed my eyes and fell asleep on the deck naked.
I woke up feeling cold because the sun was beginning to set. Gosh, how
long had I been asleep? I got up and walked naked into the house. I
found my bikini and clothes folded on the sofa, got dressed and left.
 
I wasn't scheduled to work until Tuesday the following week but I
couldn't help but think all weekend about what had happened and what
implications it had for me. Would things get weird now between Brian
and me at work? What would the other girls say if they knew?
 
In no time at all, it was Tuesday and I knew I would have to face
Brian again. Fortunately Brian wasn't in the café today which wasn't
unusual because he only came in about once or twice a week. I was
relieved towards the end of my shift for not having to see Brian. But
when I was about to get my stuff and go home Brian came through the
door with his suitcase. He said hi to everyone including me and acted
normal. Phew.�  Just as I was about to walk to the door, "Carla, could
I have a quick word with you in my office?" All the nervousness
resurfaced again and I went to the back where Brian's office was. Was
he going to fire me?�  "Hi Brian, how are you? What did you want to
talk about?" I asked trying to break the silence. He opened his
suitcase and handed me a brown package. "Oh no, he's going to fire me"
I thought. I gave him a confused look and he told me to open it.
Inside were a video tape and an envelope.
 
"Put the tape in the VCR and turn on the tv" Brian said pointing to
the VCR in his office. Not knowing what was happening I did what he
told me to do. As the tape was playing I opened the envelope. Shock!
 
It was pictures of me naked on Brian's deck. The pictures were taken
from Brian's tinted office window. I looked at the pictures, there I
was stark naked on the deck sleeping and there were close up pictures
of my breast and pussy. I looked up at the tv screen and it was Brian
giving me a massage. Brian fast forwarded to the part where I climaxed
and paused it with his remote. I looked at him nearly crying but he
motioned for me to be quiet. He took out a small cloth that I
recognised as the little hand towel that he used to wipe my wet pussy.
He took a large whiff of it and said "Those pictures and that tape are
for you. I have made several other copies."�  "What are you going to do
with them? I don't understand" I asked. "Do you want me to post them
on the internet? Or should I send them to your daddy? I'm sure the
minister would like to see what his daughter was up to" I was
mortified, "No, please don't do that. Please!" "Well then, from this
moment onward you must promise to do whatever I tell you to. If you
don't, your pictures will be posted on the internet and your daddy
will see those pictures" Brian said.
 
"That's blackmail. I can't believe you're doing this to me!" I cried.
"Call it what you like, I like to think of it as business. You do as
you're told and maybe I'll give you all the copies." I thought about
it. Going to the police would mean having to go thorough the
humiliating process of showing everyone my naked pictures and video in
court as evidence. Even worse he could post the pictures to daddy. So
I decided to play along and maybe buy some time. "Okay, I'll do
anything you say" I said in anguish. "But if you try to have sex with
me you will go to jail for rape" Brian laughed "Carla, I have had many
women in my time. All I want now is a little fun." I was embarrassed
as he mocked me. "Okay, first thing I want you to do is to go see
Sarah at the beauty parlour down the road. I have you booked in at
530pm." I said, "What? You want me to do something now? Why the beauty
parlour?" Brian looked at me and said "Another thing, when I give you
instructions, I expect you to carry them out without hesitation. Now
go". Frustrated and angry I took the pictures and tape and left.
 
I knew the beauty parlour Brian mentioned. I had thought about coming
to visit it for a facial but I never had enough cash. I went in and
told the lady at the counter that I had an appointment. I was asked to
sit and soon a young Latin lady came out to meet me. "I'm Sarah. I've
been expecting you. Brian called in earlier to book a session."
Confused, I asked "What exactly do you do?" "You don't know? Brian
said you were looking for a full pubic wax" Oh no, I was getting a
Brazilian wax. I usually trimmed my pussy but have never gotten a wax
before. Sarah took me into her room, told me to remove my skirt and
knickers and lie down. Sarah trimmed my bush a bit more and put some
warm wax on it. Pain! My hair was ripped off in an instant. Thinking
it was over I got up but Sarah stopped me. "Oh no, we're not finished
yet" she said as she got me on all fours. It was then I realised she
was going to wax my butt crack. But before I could say no, the wax was
smeared on my crack. A few tears and screams later it was done. Sarah
got me to lie down again and with a pair of tweezers plucked off any
traces of hair I had left. There I was, my pussy bald as the day I was
born. I got over the pain rather quickly but soon realised that I
wouldn't have enough money to pay for the wax. "Don't worry, Brian has
paid for it. Your next session is scheduled in a fortnight. See you,
darling!" said Sarah. Next session? I thought this was a one-off but
Brian obviously had other plans. I got home and took a shower. I was
amazed by the smoothness as I got dressed for dinner. What did Brian
have planned next?
 
 The next day I got home from university hoping that I wouldn't have
to see Brian until work tomorrow. He had other plans though. I got a
call from Brian and he told me to go to his place. I drove to his
place and he had the door open for me. "So, Sarah tells me that you've
had your first session. Did it go well?" He asked. "What do you want?
I have to study" I told him angrily. "Well I want to see what I paid
for. Let's have a look" he said as he gazed at my pubic region. I knew
the sooner I showed it to him, the sooner I could go. I unzipped my
jeans and lowered my knickers to my knees and showed him. "All the way
off, please!" he said so I reluctantly took my jeans and knickers off.
"Very nicely done" he said as he approached wanting to touch with his
hands. I backed off and shouted no. "You didn't have a problem when I
was finger fucking you last week" he smirked.
 
Embarrassed, I tried to put my clothes back on but he stopped me and
said "Look how pale your butt and pussy are. I want you to go out to
the deck and get a tan. I want you to come here after school and work
on your tan. And on Tuesdays and Thursdays you will be here from 9 to
5. By the end of the week I expect you not to have any more ugly tan
lines". "But what about work? And I need to study!" I said trying to
find an excuse. "I'll give you time off work for the week and you can
study while you get a tan" Unable to think of anything else to say, I
took the bottle of sun screen that was on the table and went outside
fuming. As I stripped, Brian stood by the entrance and smiled. I
applied the sun screen, laid down and began thinking futilely about
how I could get out of this mess. It was about an hour into the tan
that I realized that here I was getting a tan in the nude. Something
that I've never done before. I would have never done such a thing a
few years ago. I looked back at the house and I wondered if Brian was
looking at me through the tinted windows. I got angry at myself for
feeling slightly aroused. Luckily the sun was setting so I decided it
was time to leave. I put my clothes back on and yelled out to Brian
that I was leaving.
 
I didn't have school today so I knew I had to go over to Brian's. When
I arrived, I knocked on his door but there was no one at home. The
door wasn't locked so I went in. On the table were 2 boxes. A letter
with my name was on the slightly smaller rectangular box. The other
box was clearly a shoe box. I was curious so I took off the top of the
smaller box. Inside was a velvet red silk tank top, matching velvet
red satin g-string and black miniskirt. The shoe box had a pair of
5-inch high heel shoes. I opened the letter and it said, "Carla, work
on your tan while I deal with some business. I will be back at 6pm and
before I get home I want you to shower and put on the clothes that I
bought for you. Only wear the clothes that are in the box and nothing
else." I looked at the clothes and thought "I've worn sexy clothes
before but these are so slutty". Leaving the clothes aside I thought I
better work on my tan like Brian wanted me too.
 
It was a beautiful day to be outside and the tide had gone back down
so I decided to work my tan on the beach. I took off my clothes but
didn't have a bikini on because I knew Brian didn't want any tan
lines. I wrapped my beach towel around myself and grabbed my school
books. May as well do some study. As I was about to walk outside I
tied up my hair in a pony tail but my towel came loose. "No one is
around here anyway" I thought, so I carried the towel with my books
and walked out naked. I was getting really comfortable with my body
and I felt really good walking down the steps to the beach with my
breasts swaying freely. Just hope there aren't any boats sailing pass
today. The day passed quickly as I spent most of it tanning, relaxing
and reading, I thought I better get ready before Brian gets back. My
skin had a really awesome colour now and it looked really good on my
tone body. A few more tanning sessions will remove the last of the tan
lines and I would have the perfect tan. Perhaps getting blackmailed by
Brian wasn't so bad after all.
 
I took a nice warm shower and looked at the clothes that Brian had
bought. I wondered how he knew my measurements and that's when I
remembered how my bikini and clothes were folded neatly on the sofa
last week. Brian must have got the measurements from there. I put on
the satin g-string. I never had satin underwear before and it felt
really good against my hairless pussy. It was as if I didn't have
anything on at all. Brian must have forgotten a bra so I put on my own
bra. The silk tank top was really light and the tiny straps held the
material really delicately. My bra would be easily seen if I bent over
or if I didn't keep adjusting the top. Next the black miniskirt. It
was shorter than some of my own miniskirts, about 5 inches below my
crotch. I had to be really careful when I did anything really,
otherwise the velvet g-string would make an appearance. I loved the
way the short skirt accentuated my long legs and my cute butt gave the
skirt a lovely shape. I had to remind myself not to be too proud with
this look. I put on some make-up and brushed my hair. Then I put on
the high-heel shoes and looked at myself through the large mirror. It
was so slutty, not something I would get for myself. I wasn't used to
wearing high-heel shoes like these so I had to be careful.
 
I practiced walking around in the outfit and couldn't help but feel
that my g-string was showing as my skirt flipped with every step I
took. What a thrill I thought and smiled but got angry at myself for
thinking that and sat on the sofa. It was a struggle just to sit down
decently without showing too much. Soon, Brian was home and I tried to
ignore him. He came in, stood in front of me and checked me out.
"Stand up" he said. I uncrossed my legs and that caused my skirt to
rise up, exposing my red underwear. Blushing I quickly stood up. "I
see you decided not to follow my orders and put on something else
besides what I bought for you." "But I am wearing what you bought" I
protested. He pointed to my bra and I groaned. "You forgot to buy a
bra" I said. "You weren't supposed to wear a bra" he answered back.
"You can't expect me to wear this top without a bra. My breasts will
pop out!" I explained angrily. "Well, I don't care do I? Now as
punishment I want you to take off the bra AND the g-string" I was
about to protest again but he gave me an angry look and I thought
better of it. Removing the bra and g-string I reluctantly handed my
underwear to him.
 
"Good, now let's get some dinner" he said in a better mood. "What??! I
can't go out like this. I thought we were just going to hang out here"
"Just get in the car" was the reply as Brian held the car door open
for me and I got in. Having exposed my g-string before just by getting
up from the sofa, there was no way I could get in or out of Brian's
low sports car decently. What made it worse was the fact that I was
now wearing nothing underneath. Brian whistled as he got an eyeful. I
could barely sit on my skirt because it was so short so my butt was
literally on the leather car seat. The drive was unpleasant for me
because the car's top was down so the wind was blowing my clothes
around causing my nipples to harden as it brushed against the soft
material. It would be plainly obvious to anyone that I wasn't wearing
a bra. Brian drove to an expensive private club where he was a member.
I obviously have never been to a place like this before. The situation
went from bad to worse; there was a parking valet there who came over
to open my door. He held out his hand to help me out so I had no
choice but to take it. Climbing out I decided to use my free hand to
hold my skirt down to avoid flashing my pussy to the valet. Instead,
the valet got a good look down my top and at my hard nipples. I tried
to avoid looking at the valet but I knew he was smiling.
 
Brian took my hand and led me to the restaurant. I tried to get Brian
to walk slower but he kept his pace and I knew anyone behind us would
get a look at my naked butt as my skirt flipped around seductively.
The waiter at the restaurant gave me a double take when he saw me. He
seated us and gave us the menus. I was happy with this table because
the table cloth was long enough to cover the fact that I was wearing a
miniskirt. The restaurant was warmly lit and a jazz band was playing
soft music. There were a moderate number of people there enjoying the
food and entertainment. Brian ordered a bottle of wine for us and he
decided on a fish steak while I ordered a chicken salad. I caught the
waiter trying to look down my top a couple of times as I kept
adjusting it and got annoyed. I wanted to get out of this place as
soon as possible so I ate quickly. I guess I must have drank my wine
quickly too because I was feeling the effects. By the way, I'm not
much of a drinker. Brian was taking his sweet time with his food so
the waiter kept filling my wine glass. By the time Brian had enough
food, I was slightly drunk. Brian decided to have a bit of fun.
"Spread your legs" he said and I looked at him sadly hoping he would
have some sympathy. He repeated his request again and I gave in. No
one would be able to see anyway with the long table cloth and I felt
secure. He put his left hand on my thigh and massaged my leg, slowly
moving up my thigh. It reminded me of the massage he gave me and my
pussy was instantly moist. I tried to stop him with my hand but he
ordered me to put my hands on the table.
 
The sober part of me wanted him to stop but any resistance was losing
to the effects of the wine. I drank more wine as Brian was now playing
with my pussy lips. Any inhibitions were now lost as I spread my legs
even wider and I bit my napkin to stop myself from moaning in
pleasure. My breathing was increasing and I didn't even care if my
heaving breasts were dangerously close to popping out of my top. I bit
into my napkin harder as Brian started to finger fuck me right there
in the restaurant. The exhilaration of getting fingered in a public
place further heightened the stimulation I was getting under the
table. My eyes flew around the restaurant to see if anyone knew what
we were doing but I eventually just closed them out of pleasure that I
was getting.�  Brian expertly rubbed my clit with his thumb and that
brought me closer and closer to orgasm. It was at that point that
Brian signalled the waiter for the check. I knew Brian did this
deliberately and he increased the rhythm when the waiter got there
with the check. I came as Brian was signing the check with his right
hand with the waiter standing there in front of me and I let out an
audible moan through the napkin that I was biting on. The waiter was
shocked to see me looking flushed, breathing heavily and sweating and
asked if I was okay. I couldn't answer as I was going through my
orgasm and my hard nipples finally popped out from behind my top. I
didn't care if the waiter knew I had an orgasm right in front of him.
I fell back on my chair contented as Brian pulled his soaking finger
out of me. He inserted his wet fingers into my mouth and I sucked on
it without even thinking as he adjusted my top with his other hand.
The waiter must have notified the head waiter about us as he walked
over to our table and said, "I'm sorry sir but I'm going to have to
ask you and your date to leave"
 
I hoped no one would notice the mess I had left on the chair or the
aroma of my pussy. I was still feeling tipsy so Brian had to hold me
up as I walked delicately towards the parking lot. I could feel the
juices from my pussy trickling down my thigh as we walked but I didn't
care anymore. The valet got our car and anything I tried to hide
before was now out in the open as he helped me into the car. The valet
had to help lift my legs into the car and he would have been blind not
to notice no underwear or the fact that I was wet. Brian had to close
the door as the valet just stood there in shock. I slept as Brian once
again produced the hand towel from before to wipe my wet pussy. Brian
drove me back to my place. He knew I wasn't fit to drive in my state.
He helped me to the front door and knocked. Fortunately, daddy was
working at church. Brian helped me into the house and into my room. He
removed my clothes, helped me onto the bed and left. I have had a long
day and I fell asleep instantly.
 

What other plans would Brian have for me? Only time will tell.

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