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At 32 Ray had been fortunate enough to inherit the Halcyon Hotel & had built the business up through sheer hard work & imaginative thinking . Now was the time to start recruiting extra staff of his own choosing instead of the agency staff he had relied on , some were hard workers admittedly but most had no interest in the business, just their wage packet at the end of the week.
Having set aside a whole day for interviewing applicants Ray was anxious to get the key positions filled first. His main priority was an attractive, reliable, friendly receptionist who would be the gateway to his establishment. The first three applicants he dismissed straight away as totally unsuitable , one slouched in her seat while another was chewing gum & the third smelt as though she was applying for a job in a brothel .
Then Andrea came in & Ray was immediately impressed , her hair was neat & tidy , just a touch of make-up & her skirt just above the knee & not too bold, her white blouse was crisp & freshly ironed . When she sat down after waiting for his invitation she crossed her legs & just momentarily Ray caught a glimpse of her stocking tops & suspenders. The moment passed in a flash & Ray thought no more about it.
"Well Andrea , can you tell me why you applied for this position ? I see from your CV that you have worked in the catering trade before but just as a waitress in a public house , would you mind telling me why you left?"
 
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Andrea looked anxiously at her interviewer, Ray she thought his name was. The Ad said it was a day-time reception job, but hadn't specified the start and end times. She needed the work, if only to get out of the house and get time away from the demands of her husband John, and hoped Ray would understand.

It had taken her ages to get John's permission to apply for the job and come for the interview, and so many of her hopes rested on her success here today.

Biting her lip, reviewing how she'd looked in her mirror before coming over, Andrea was hopeful that she was dressed appropriately; not hiding her slim body but also not showing it off. She knew her shape was attractive, her dark ponytail felt professional without being severe; and she hadn't mentioned that showing lots of her 34C boobs at the previous job had amused John greatly while making her uncomfortable. And then there had been the very short skirts John had demanded. No, this should be more respectable, she hoped.
 
Ray had no time for ditherers & when Andrea hesitated in answering his questions he became irritated & chided her severely " Come along girl , I don't have all day , do you want this job or not ? You have impressed me so far & I will be disappointed if you can't answer simple questions about your self "
 
(OOC: sorry, I did reply but I seem to have edited it out of my post! Oops!)

Andrea thought she'd already answered, but obviously it was only inside her own head.

"Sorry, its just ... the hours meant I worked some evenings, and my husband, well he likes me, well requires that I'm home everyday in time to make his tea, and entertain any of his friends who come over for the evening. So I need something which is day-time only ..."

Again she looked at Ray, making sure that this time she really had answered.
 
Ray pondered for a few moments , he really needed someone who could work some unsociable hours as he had plans for putting on themed corporate events which would require his staff to work until the early hours of the morning.
"That is unfortunate Andrea, I would like to take you on but I need someone who can work late at short notice perhaps once every two weeks, otherwise the hours are usually from 9am to 5pm with an hour for lunch , of course the pay for working late will be quite substantial , i am sure that your husband can be persuaded to allow you to work late just one night occasionally , think about it & get back to me tomorrow, if the answer is yes then the job is yours"
With that he stood & shook Andrea's hand , feeling it small & soft in his large fist, holding it slightly longer than necessary & looking into her limpid eyes that he felt hid a dark secret.
As she turned & left he couldn't help admiring her shapely rear & the way it swayed side side.
 
It was such a disappointment that he needed her to work late. John would surely never allow it? Andrea left feeling that she'd made a mistake. Could she get John's permission?

When she got home she made his tea, a favourite of his, poured his beer and waited for him to come home. Luckily he was in a good mood, and with a lot of grovelling on her part she got most of what she wanted, though he did make her undo half the buttons on her blouse and leave off the jacket for when his friends came round. The three men all openly ogled her cleavage, joking with John about how good she looked, embarassing her much to John's amusement.

Then John told her to phone the number in the Ad and leave a message so he could hear. So with all four men listening she called the number which went to voicemail.

"Er, hi ... This is Andrea, the interviewee from this morning? With a message for Ray?" She glanced at her husband and his friends, knowing what they wanted to hear.

"My husband John gives his permission for me to work late occasionally, provided I can come home to get his tea before going back to work, and he says you need to call him before each late so he can approve it," and here she cringed inside as she had to add, "if I've been a good girl ..." the men all laughed at her admission, making her blush. At least Ray wouldn't see her humiliation over the phone.

"And make the most of her assets!" shouted her husband just before she disconnected.

Then it was a normal evening for her, fetching the men beers, having to undo another blouse button when told, being ogled until the last of the drunken friends left, and John got ready to play ....

In the morning, she dressed in a clean white blouse and short dark blue skirt, tight sweater on top, and went round to confirm with Ray if she had the job.
 
When Ray finally got round to checking his cell phone it was with some relief that the message from Andrea was positive as he was having to do so much of the mundane work himself , she would be a great help .
Ray listened to the message again just to hear Andrea's voice , it was soft & appealing & somehow pleading , he couldn't put his finger on it but it didn't sound right , almost as if she was being told what to say . Then there was the shout at the end, something about using her assets, what was that supposed to mean ?

The next morning Ray was run off his feet in reception with a party of twenty arriving , all clamouring for their rooms & their luggage to be taken up. Then to his relief he saw Andrea arrive & without thinking he told her " Thank goodness , get this lot sorted out , I'll talk to you when things quieten down"
Ray left Andrea to it & retired to his office thankful that Andrea was taking charge & from the quiet that had descended it seemed she had succeeded.

After a few minutes Andrea knocked on the door & Ray called her in " Excellent work Andrea , I was beginning to lose my temper which would never do , I suppose that you have come for confirmation about the job, well it's yours"
He looked up at Andrea & saw her beaming , a radiant smile that somehow lit up the small office. Waving away her thanks he proceeded to outline her duties , the layout of the hotel & a menu which he asked her to memorise saying that she had to be prepared for guests asking what was for dinner or breakfast.

"One more thing Andrea or rather two things , at the end of your voice mail there was a remark about using your assets , now whether it was intended for me I don't know but what could your husband have been referring to ? The other thing is about a late night function that I have planned for three days time , it is a themed function based on Victorian Burlesque & all the staff & guests will be in costume , I would like you to attend but we don't have a costume for you so if you could tell me your measurements I can order one from our supplier. I haven't forgotten your request to ask your husband for his permission but I am sure that he won't mind this once, I will personally fetch you & take you home afterwards. I have here the choice of costume for you , somewhat skimpy i know but the customers like to see a bit of flesh , kindly let me know as soon as you can , oh & if I could have your measurements now please "

Ray handed Andrea the photographs of the previous Burlesque night he had held & watched her closely for any signs of dismay.
 
Andrea looked at the two photos and just sighed.

John would love them, especially the pale strapless one. He'd find it so funny if she happened to 'pop' out of the top. Even 34C's can fall out; you don't have to be huge to fall out of a top. Of course, if Ray got the top too big, she'd be giving a good view to anyone looking down at her, and if it was too small there was every chance she'd 'pop' out!

No, the red was was safer, and taking a lead from the girl in the photo, creative make-up might even disguise her? And the undies looked far more substantial in the red one.

"If it has to be, then the red one, but you better run it by John first. Here's," and she grabbed a pen and notepad from her bag, writing, "here's his mobile and email."

She handed them over to Ray. "I've already memorised the menu and the room prices; the layout I should have once I've walked through everywhere by the end of today."

The new arrivals hadn't taken long to sort out. She'd got the kitchen to provide tea and coffee, which she'd add to the bill, sat them all down, smiled a lot and complimented them while processing Registration efficiently, and soon everyone was happy.

Which was not how she felt. After her elation at getting the job, it seemed something less to her liking was required. Perhaps she could persuade John it was a bad idea? Maybe try and make him jealous? She hoped that just seeing the costume she might wear when he wasn't around would be enough for him to say 'no'.

She chose to ignore Ray's question about her 'assets'; the burlesque costumes seemed to be doing just that already!

"I'm 34C, 28, 32 and 5 feet 4 inches. UK Size 5 shoe. Hopefully they'll have the red costume in my size .." adding the last bit as a verbal nudge to forget the pale one.

"I'd better get back to the desk ... I'll be there or dealing with guests questions if you want me."
 
RAY took the scribbled note & made a mental note of Andrea's verbal preference for the red burlesque outfit but he still had to get her husband's approval which might prove difficult considering the revealing nature of the costume , however , nothing ventured nothing gained. First though he thought he had better ensure that the outfitter could supply the costume in the correct size & his eye widened as he read her measurements. Already he had a vision of her in the costume & he felt a stirring in his groin.
Picking up the phone he called the outfitter & explained what he wanted & the size. Being asked to wait a moment his thoughts went back to Andrea, she was a beauty , of that he had no doubt & he wondered if her husband appreciated what he had, Ray himself was single but had dallied with some of his employees & even on occasion with guests, but lately he had been far too busy & his libido was at an all time high.
His reverie was disturbed when the voice at the other end of the phone informed him that unfortunately they only had one costume in stock with those measurements but it wasn't the one he required ,"What colour is it ? I must have red " having confirmed that it was indeed red, Ray asked for a photograph to be emailed to him straight away & also that they keep it until he called back.
Within five minutes he had the picture in front of him , rather more risque than he liked, it was the only one available & he desperately wanted to see more of Andrea , a lot more, so he called back & asked for it to be delivered to the hotel the next day.
Now for the difficult part , he had to persuade Andrea's husband to allow her to take part in his event wearing a revealing costume. Normally he wouldn't have bothered but as Andrea was new he didn't want to be accused of exploiting his staff.
Dialling the number on the note a voice answered " Yeah ? John here" a coarse uneducated voice , it didn't bode well.
"Hi , my name is Ray Dawson, I'm the owner / manager of the Halcyon Hotel and......."interrupted by " I know who you are, Andi has told me all about you , singin' yer praises she were, all fuckin' night, so whaddya want now ?
"As I was about to explain , I am hosting a themed event at the hotel two days from now & Andrea requested that I call you & ask if it was ok for her to work late, probably until the early hours of the morning"
"Yep it's ok so long as yer pay well "
"Thank you so much , just one other thing , as it's a themed night she will be required to wear costume, I'm afraid it's rather revealing so would you have any objection ?"
"Nah I don't reckon so , but i'd like to take a look at it first "
"I can send you a photograph if you like by email"
"Nah, tell yer what, come here for supper tonight & we can discuss it "
Surprised at the invitation out of the blue , Ray agreed , it would give him a chance to assess John (although that didn't seem too agreeable) & also give him a chance to be near Andrea.
 
The rest of her work-day seemed to go pretty smoothly.

Since that initial rush, things had been steady and Andrea had coped quite easily. The fact that she could memorise things quickly helped, of course. But it also meant that the image of the shiny red costume was imprinted firmly on her mind. Hopefully tonight over dinner she could make John think that he didn't like the idea of her dressing so .. tartily.

Once the end of her shift came round she popped into the office to tell Ray that she was leaving, and ask if she could fill out the employee forms in the morning?

Her mind was on what to make for John's tea. She'd already used his favourite the night before to get him to agree to her working here. Still, there were other meals he liked too, like steak pie and chips. And of course no visitors tonight! His friends weren't coming over, thank goodness, so there was no-one for him to show off to in how he treated her.

With any luck he'd just drink beer in front of the TV and leave her alone ....
 
The day passed uneventfully for Ray, just the usual routine jobs which he dealt with calmly in his normal manner but his mind was not on his work , it was on the forthcoming supper with John & Andrea. He was torn between looking forward to it & being in Andrea's company & a feeling that he was about to find something distasteful. His brief conversation with John earlier had given him an instant dislike for him , there was something about him that Ray found unsettling.
The time approached for him to leave for Andrea's & he had dressed carefully, casual but smart , he hoped his favourite expensive aftershave & body spray wouldn't be overpowering but too late now. He took a cab to the address he had been given as he was sure that he'd be offered a drink & didn't want to appear churlish by refusing.
Before he could ring the bell the door opened & John stood there grinning , an unshaven untidy wreck of a man , Ray's original dislike intensified.
"Hi, you must be John , I'm Ray , thank you so much for inviting me I don't get out much these days , too much work" Ray offered his hand but John just turned his back & muttered "You'd better come in then "
Following him into the lounge he motions to a chair "BEER?" he asks , Ray nods , looking around for Andrea, he feels at ease around her.
"She'll be down soon , just prettying herself up for ya " & handing Ray a cold beer.
Just then Andrea appears in the doorway & Ray's jaw drops & his eyes almost pop out of his head .
"MMMMMMMMMM looking good honey , don't you agree Ray?" John chuckled, " Don't forget Andi , I told you to take real good care of Ray tonight , I bet he'd love to take care of you , wouldn't you Ray ?
Ray was stunned into silence , was John actually encouraging him to make a pass at his wife ?
 
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Andrea had been really cross when she got home to find that they had company tonight. And not just company, but her boss! How was she supposed to unwind at the end of a tiring day with her boss there?

But of course it got worse, as John insisted on her wearing one of his favourite dresses.

She hated it, the way the front plunged obscenely. And the skirt was just see-through lace! And it was red! She seemed cursed by red at the moment.

But she obeyed, and first prepared steak pies and chips to be ready at the time John insisted on, and then changed into her dress.

It was all wrong. It was the wrong food to serve. It didn't give her time to shower after work. She was in entirely inappropriate clothing for dinner with her boss .. well, dinner with anyone except her husband. But he did like to show her off.

When she came downstairs Ray was already there. John was predictably gloating about his wife, but poor Ray looked embarrassed.

"Can I get you a drink, Ray?" she asked matter-of-factly, smiling at him in a way that she hoped suggested that they had to endure John's ways.
 
Before Ray arrived John had picked out his favourite dress for Andi to wear , a sexy little red thing which didn't hide very much no matter how she sat, stood or walked, in other words ideal for what he had in mind. "Andi honey , I want you to take real good care of your boss tonight, flirt with him, give him a few flashes , you know what I mean, like you do for the boys but as an extra I want you to go commando , no cheating , i'll be checking it out later "
Leaving her to finish getting dressed he heard the cab draw up outside & opened the door for Andi's boss. Ignoring Ray's proffered handshake he invited him in & asked if he wanted a beer & after handing it to Ray he stood by the door waiting for Andrea to put in an appearance. When she appeared in the doorway Ray's reaction was just as he hoped, his jaw dropping, eyes popping , this was going to be fun.

He couldn't resist the temptation of embarrassing both of them & remarked that Andrea looked good & for Andrea not to forget that she was to take good care of Ray & then throwing in a comment about he thought Ray would like to take care of Andrea , leaving no doubt as to what he actually meant.

Ray gulped the remainder of his beer scarcely taking his eyes off Andrea. As she walked her nipples were clearly visible, pressed against the thin material of her dress. Asked if he wanted a drink Ray nodded dumbly & croaked "A scotch if you have it, please Andrea"

"Go on Andi give him a good look , his tongue's been hanging out since you walked in the room." John sneered, & Ray bristled , his cheeks burning but he controlled himself, no point in letting this uncouth bully , for bully is what he undoubtedly was , spoil th evening & he wanted to feast his eyes on Andrea , God she was gorgeous.

"Come here baby " ordered John " come & give Johnny a kiss "
Andrea walked over to John & tilted her head for John to kiss her. Ray couldn't help feeling a pang of envy , how he'd love to be the recipient of a kiss from those ruby lips . He couldn't take his eyes off her & he felt a stirring in his groin , he wasn't sure he could control himself much longer without making a pass at Andrea which John clearly wanted him to do , but the question was, WHY?
As Ray watched, John grabbed Andrea's hair & bent her over backwards forcing her lips apart with his tongue. Being bent bent backwards the front of her dress rode up over her thighs & Ray had a glorious view of her long legs & her pussy covered by a tiny red G- string thong. As he watched he was amazed when John slipped his hand between Andrea's legs & tugged the g-string down to her knees then he released her saying "I told you commando tonight , i'll deal with you later."
John continued with his examination of Andrea & lifted the hem of her dress up to her waist exposing her cute round ass & he began fondling it slipping his fore finger in between her cheeks "Now Ray my son ain't that the cutest ass you've ever seen ?" John laughing as he spoke.
Ray watched John displaying Andrea's charms to him & he felt so sorry for the young woman, he wondered why she allowed him to use her like that, it was demeaning , humiliating even.
"Enjoy that Ray ? I don't doubt for a moment that you're as hard as rock now" John teased him
"Get supper, you disobedient little tramp " John swore at Andrea & came back to Ray
"Sorry you had to see that , the sooner she learns that when I say something I mean it the better it'll be for her"
"I'm sorry I had to see it too, couldn't it have waited until I'd gone ?" Asked Ray, clearly disturbed by the scene he had just witnessed.
"No it couldn't wait, she needed to be told "
Supper was soon on the table , Steak pie & chips. John sat at the head of the table & Ray & Andrea opposite each other. The meal was progressing in silence the atmosphere tense when suddenly John interrupted the silence by asking "Where's this picture of the costume you want Andi to wear?"
Gulping Ray replied "Right here" & fished it out of his jacket & passed it over to Johnny who looked at it closely.
"You expect Andi to wear this ?"
"Well yes, with your permission of course , unfortunately it's not our first choice but it's the only one I could get in Andrea's size"
Laughing out loud John exclaimed "It's perfect , I would have chosen that myself , take a look Andi , you'll look the perfect slut in that."
"No John that is not the purpose of the costume it's just a bit of fun for the guests " Ray protested
"Of course not Ray you wouldn't have your female staff running around half naked in order to get a look at their bits would you ?" John sneered at him & Ray began to get angry but curbed his temper , he didn't want Andrea to suffer because of him.
John continued " Mind you Ray if you can get some pictures of Andi in her costume serving the guests I'd appreciate a few copies for me & my friends , by the way I said SERVING THE GUESTS , not SERVICING , hahaha , get it?" laughing loudly at his crude joke.
"Of course you can have some copies of the promotional pictures we will take on the night, it will be my pleasure"
"Any chance you can get some 'private' ones , you know, without her knowing ?" Johnny whispered conspiratorially .
"I,,, er ,,,, I'm not sure I could do that John "
"Well if you want her to stay on at the hotel you'd better find a way"
Ray was being manipulated , backed into a corner , blackmailed & he knew it , he had done nothing wrong but have lewd thoughts about Andrea.

"I had better go , thank Andrea for the meal & I'll see her in the morning" Ray thought a quick withdrawal was best as he couldn't stand another moment with this disgusting monster. Ray was no prude but he could never treat a woman the same way as John treated his wife.

The cab arrived & Ray climbed in looking back over his shoulder hoping to catch one more glimpse of Andrea.

Ray didn't sleep well that night his mind filled with visions of Andrea floating towards him with her red dress undone & floating behind her, then the next she was in her burlesque costume teasing him , dancing round him .
The only way he could get rid of these visions was to jack off & eventually it worked & he dozed until morning.
 
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Of course the dress was ridiculous. It was far too revealing, it was totally inappropriate for an evening with her boss. But John insisted, and he always got his way. In the early days of their marriage she'd tried standing up to him, but she always paid dearly later on. Either he'd embarrass her in front of her friends, or he'd wear her down at home when it was just the two of them, or he'd do worse.

No, it was always simplest to do what he wanted and ride it out.

Ray was trying to be kind, she could tell; not obviously staring. But it was also clear that Ray was aroused at how much of her he could see. While staying compliant and obedient to her husband, and polite to Ray, Andrea tried to endure the evening as best she could. She was inwardly so grateful to Ray for not taking advantage, and felt she owed him.

So she would wear the also-too-skimpy costume that Ray had arranged, even though before the dinner she would have refused. She felt that would pay her debt of gratitude to Ray, and then she wouldn't have to do anything like this again. So she hoped.

When John had stripped off her g-string, and act of petty defiance on her part, she had felt mortified, hating that Ray should see her being undressed like that, and that he should witness John's appalling behaviour, but deep inside, unbidden, a quiet voice didn't seem to mind that he was there. And worse, after Ray had gone and Andrea was clearing up, John watching tv and drinking, she had felt a warm stirring recalling Ray's presence while John stripped her of the g-string and bared her ass cheeks.

That reaction was a bit worrying, but Andrea put it down to the nerves of the evening, and her confusion at how differently the two men treated her.

Andrea's mind then drifted to John's pathetic attempt at a joke ... serving not servicing ... and commenting that Ray wouldn't dress his girls like that to see their bodies. John was a complete bore, but the thought of Ray wanting to see her body? Why not? Because it was totally wrong and abusive, that's why! But was that necessarily a bad thing? Yes, of course! Really? ....

Oh, she was confused! Still, letting John fall asleep drunk on the sofa she finished up and went to bed, to be woken up when John wanted servicing.

Stiff and sore in the morning, she showered and dressed quickly, hurrying to work, if only to get out of the house before John woke up himself.

Once at work, she busied herself making sure that all was well, dealing with half a dozen enquiries as well as departures and bills.

When she got the chance, she popped in to Ray's office to tell him that she was grateful for his behaviour the night before, and that she'd wear his costume this once, as a favour and thank you.
 
When Ray arrived at work the next morning he hid himself away in his office , unwilling to face Andrea, but then she knocked on his door & came in he was amazed & grateful that she made no mention of the night before except to say that she'd be happy to wear the costume.
"I'm pleased you mentioned that Andrea, it is due to be delivered this morning ,when it does would you bring it to me, I was thinking that you should try it on , you can change here if you wish , there is no point in displaying yourself through the hotel . I would also like to take some promotional photos, for the newspapers & our in house magazine so they will be very tasteful I assure you"
Ray made it plain that he had no intention of staying while Andrea changed & & dismissed her.

While waiting for the costume to arrive Ray racked his brains trying to think of a way to get some shots of Andrea that would appease the lecherous nature of her husband all without her knowledge for she would surely lay the blame at his door . Andrea wouldn't know that he was doing it in order to keep her at the hotel.

Then it hit him, he'd had a cctv system fitted in his office to deter unwanted visitors when he wasn't there, if he could get the camera to cover the whole room maybe Andrea would unwittingly show everything to the camera then he could select frames from the recording to give to John , just risque enough to keep him happy.
Having adjusted the camera he was racked with guilt that he was about to spy on Andrea , almost like a Peeping Tom , it wasn't right but he had to do it. The only problem was that the camera blinked a green light when recording being a motion sensor type , what would Andrea do , think of him if she realised ?

An hour later Andrea entered his office carrying a parcel & placed it on the desk.
"AH, the costume I presume , look I'll take over on reception while you change then you call me when you're ready & we'll do a few shots"
Ray hurried away & spent the next ten minutes wishing he hadn't set the cctv running. The phone buzzed & he saw it was from his office "I'll be right there " he muttered , his voice husky , his throat dry.
When he returned Andrea was changed & he gasped at the transformation , she looked every inch a Victorian burlesque performer. The costume showed off her figure to perfection, clinging in all the right places & the bust pushed her breasts up & out emphasising their fullness. Swallowing hard he suggested they get on with the promotional shots. Ray suggested a few poses & resisted the temptation to touch her & arrange her in the poses that he really wanted. Her tight little rear was was so very tempting & the tiny panties were tight up against her pussy , so tight that the lips were outlined against the flimsy silk. He knew that if he DID touch her he would not be able to restrain himself.
Eventually they were done & Ray was satisfied that he had not overstepped the boundaries of decency, sure the pictures were saucy but no more so than could be seen in any magazine.
Ray left Andrea alone again & waited for her to emerge from his office & told her "Andrea , we are short of space for everyone to change in on the night so if you could dress at home & I will come & fetch you & of course take you home afterwards."

Ray went back to his office & downloaded the pictures he had taken & printed them off selecting four or or five of the sauciest ones for John. Ray knew full well that they would soon be circulating among John's workmates as he just had to show Andrea off.

Ray's next task was more difficult , he had no idea what to expect as he began to play back the cctv tape.
 
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When he'd left her alone to change into the rather minimal costume, Andrea had been a little dismayed. She had hoped that she'd only have to wear the outfit for the evening he'd arranged, where she could hide herself among the other girls who'd be similarly dressed, or so she assumed.

At first she just took the clothes out of the box and held them up, to look at them. The red stockings and shoes were ok, and the black gloves. But the G-sting, brand new, was so minimal! Just one tiny red triangle and some red string. It wouldn't have been so bad if the rest of the outfit had included a skirt. But no. The red corset would barely cover her navel, and the frilled top line would only just contain her boobs.

Shrugging with resignation, she decided she might as well get on with it. Sighing, she put them back in the box on Ray's desk, took off the black jacket and started to unbutton her white blouse. Looking around for somewhere to hang her clothes she noticed the blinking green light of the motion-sensor, and she decided to leave the clothes on Ray's chair, and walked behind it. Blouse unbuttoned, she removed her skirt and stockings, and placed them on Ray's chair, then slid her own panties down shielded from the room by the chair back. These joined the other clothes and she reached over for the red G-string. Then the red stockings followed, her feet up on the desk as she rolled them up her legs. The blouse and bra quickly followed onto the chair and she reached over for the corset, slipping it on and finding to her surprise that it was a good fit.

So there she was, dressed more like a stripper than a hotel receptionist, pulling on the rather nice long black gloves just before Ray came back.

The photos that followed were a little embarrassing and humiliating; just where were these 'promotional' pictures to be used, she wondered?

After changing back into her work clothes, she nodded at his request to change at home .. a long coat would hide her from prying eyes. Then it was back to work until it was time to go home.
 
The screen on his computer flickered into life & Ray waited with bated breath for the cctv recording to load. Then there she was , looking slightly bemused & holding the costume up against her , removing her jacket , her breasts pressed against her blouse, OH FUCK , she was unbuttoning her blouse, just her bra now & he would see what he was aching to see, Andrea's full firm tits. Shit, she had left her blouse on.
NO,NO she had seen the damn green light & moved behind the chair, why had he left it there ?Wait a moment though , she was slipping off her skirt & stockings , rolling the nylons down her firm toned thighs, Ray caught his breath , GOD , she was beautiful . He caught a tantalising glimpse of her pale tight ass as she bent to slide her panties off.
She was naked from the waist down now & Ray was frustrated that the chair blocked his view, he so dearly wanted to see her sweet tight pussy. However all was not lost she bent over once more to pick up the tiny G-string & she somehow managed to slip it on without revealing more than another fleeting glimpse of her perfectly rounded ass, Andrea sat down to put on the red thigh high stockings, putting her feet up on the desk one at a time failing to hide the deep vee between her legs as the G-string pulled tight & dug into her pussy lips. Rolling the stockings up her long shapely legs & running her hands over her calves & thighs to smooth them, Ray was entranced at the innocence on her face & wished that he'd had the nerve to suggest that he stay while she changed.
Now was the moment he had been waiting for as Andrea slipped off her blouse & unhooked her bra , as she took it off her breasts hung & swayed , her nipples clearly dormant but so enticing . Ray sucked his breath in as she leaned over to pick up the corset & fastened it around her pausing to tuck her boobs in the top as far as they would go trying to hide them as much as possible. There were only the gloves left now so Ray turned it back to the beginning & replayed it in slow motion, pausing it at critical moments to take a still from the recording. By the time he was finished he was rock hard but feeling a little ashamed of himself for being such a voyeur.

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Ray printed off several of the stills & selected just two that he thought would satisfy the salacious appetite of Andrea's husband & slid them all into a large brown manilla envelope along with the promo shots he had taken earlier.
He then proceeded to make some posters advertising the Burlesque night featuring Andrea in her costume in a series of saucy poses.
Going out into the foyer armed with half a dozen of the posters he put them up in prominent positions. As he walked past the reception desk he heard someone singing , such a beautiful voice that he hadn't heard before, then he realised it was Andrea kneeling behind the reception desk , there & then he had a brainwave , he had encouraged , bullied , blackmailed even several of the staff to do a turn at the show but so far had no luck finding anyone who would stand up & sing.
"Andrea, come with me " he commanded not letting on what he had in mind. With Andrea following behind he made his way to the banqueting hall where the Burlesque was to be held.
"Up on the stage Andrea, I want to hear you sing , if I'm satisfied you will perform tomorrow night. You will find some music sheets on the piano , we will choose the actual music once I know you can do it & won't let me down"
 
On her way to the Hall Andrea had noticed a few posters ... and they seemed to feature pictures of her! Ray was hurrying her along muttering something about singing, but her head was filled with embarrassment at having her photo plastered in Reception; photos of her in practically nothing!

She was distracted by her thoughts as she shuffled the sheets of music from the piano. Did Ray say 'perform'? Here was one she recognised, an oldie from a black and white film she'd once seen.

"Er, how about 'I Wanna Be Loved By You'?" Andrea asked, then blushed as she realised how inappropriate that sounded.
 
Ray stood next to Andrea as she shuffled the music sheets & felt intoxicated by her perfume & unconsciously placed his hand on her hip & felt the soft warmth of her body & groaned inwardly.
"how about I Wanna Be Loved By You?" her voice & question brought him back to reality but he responded cheekily "Are you certain about that ?" Then hurrying on he suggested "Early One Morning", "I think that's a nice soft opening , sorta get the audience feeling sorry for you , a young maid being used by her philandering husband/lover" Again thinking to himself 'That shouldn't be too difficult with John as your husband', "Then for the second part of your performance , the finale , we get to the sexy stuff, where you tease & tantalise , get what I mean ?"
Ray got Andrea to run through the first song a couple of times until he was satisfied that she had got the tone of it right .
"OK, let's do the finale, first though let me remind you that the success of the evening will depend on you Andrea , you have to convince the audience that you are no longer the sweet innocent but now a vamp, I want you to move down among the audience , encouraging them to think wild thoughts about you " Much like the ones that I'm having" he thought to himself.
"Maybe two or three numbers, let's go for 'Teach me Tiger' followed by 'Do It Again ' then finish with 'I Just Wanna Make Love To You' Remember,Burlesque is all about teasing, tantalising & titillating."Ray watches closely as Andrea makes a valiant but disappointing effort & Ray makes her go through it all again & again.

As they go through the routine Ray takes the opportunity to hold Andrea's hips & curvy tight rear , guiding her among the tables , encouraging her to sway her tight rear & at critical points in the final number to thrust her hips forward suggestively. "You have to remember Andrea that the customers have paid good money to see you so you've got to give them value for money, that means giving them a good look at your cleavage, make them believe in you , make yourself the stuff of their dreams." He encouraged & cajoled her, sometimes bordering on bullying.
Finally he is satisfied, tucking a £20 note in Andrea's bra "There you are Andrea a little thank you for being such a good sport, did I tell you that you will probably get things like that while you are performing ? Probably some notes with phone numbers if you're interested in a bit of out of hours playtime. "
It is getting late so Ray told Andrea to go home & gives her the brown envelope to give to John, forgetting to seal it.
"I'll see you in the morning & we'll run through the order for tomorrow evening."
After Andrea had left Ray thought about the events in the concert hall & wondered if he had gone too far too quickly when he touched her, holding her hips as he had & suggesting that she be suggestive in her movements. He had enjoyed the feel of her body & the movement as she had swayed under his directions much like a lover would, BUT, she wasn't his lover , she was an employee & the final act of placing money in her bra was an act of recklessness totally inappropriate in the circumstances. He didn't want her to get the impression that he was coming on to her although he in fact was doing just that. Ray cursed to himself wondering if he had blown any chance he might have had with her.
 
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Andrea had done her best, but there were so many thoughts rattling round her head that it was difficult to concentrate. She'd never been asked to perform on stage before, certainly not as a grown up, and it was all a bit overwhelming.

And where had those posters come from? The ones with her in costume? Had they been photshopped? There hadn't been any opportunity to pose for them ... she was confused.

The whole practice fo his burlesque routine had been almost embarrassing, she hadn't got it at all, but thankfully Ray had pushed and pulled her into position until at last she understood and could go through the last number in a relaxed but flirty manner, much like her husband wanred of her when he entertainedbhis friends and showed her off,

And that last gesture, the note in her bra! Thank goodness he prepared her for what to expect! Otherwise she'd have freaked out firstbtime it happened!

So now that she was home, or almost, she sighed and opened the door, ready to give John all the details. Oh, and the envelope ...

"Hi John .... I'm home ... I think it went ok in the end ... "
 
John almost snatched the envelope from Andrea's hand and sank into his favourite chair, opening the envelope sliding the photos out onto his lap, he flipped through them quickly and grinning as he saw the screen shots as Andrea was changing, his buddies would LOVE those. He slipped those back into the envelope and went through the promotional photo's which weren't as revealing but hell they were suggestive. Ray was an old fox and John almost felt a kinship with him.
"Hey Andi you look as though you enjoyed showing yerself off to yer boss, what else did yer show him? yer tits 'n pussy?" He yelled through to the kitchen where Andi was preparing his tea.
 
Andrea rolled her eyes at John's comments, calling back, " You know I don't do that, except whenyou force me!" Trying to inject distaste into her tone, but somehow the idea of flashing for Ray wasn't such an unpleasant idea.

She shook her head to get such crazy thoughts off her mind, and concentrate on not spoiling John's dinner ... she didn't want to make him mad, just as her new job seemed to be going well.

After a few minutes she brought in their dinner and set John's in front of him.

"It went ok at work today ... I think Ray was fairly happy with getting ready for the entertainment evening ..."
 
That night Ray couldn't get Andrea out of his mind , he went over the rehearsal in the banquet room time and time again, something wasn't right about her costume. In the opening scene she was meant to be a sweet innocent girl pleading with her lover about her betrayal but dressed as a burlesque girl it didn't ring true so he found a demure looking gown on the internet and having Andi's measurements to hand he was able to order it for delivery the next morning.
"Much better, it would give her so much more confidence for when she appeared later revealing herself to an expectant audience" He thought, then sitting back he wondered where she could change between turns and suddenly thought of the small dressing room behind the stage , all the other performers would be out so just Andi and himself together. The very thought excited him but then he pushed it to the back of his mind, nothing would happen, nothing COULD happen, or could it?
Ray finally drifted off into a troubled sleep filled with erotic dreams of Andrea and spiteful hateful nightmares of John punishing her by flaunting her naked in front of his jeering friends.
 
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The next morning Andrea reported for work a little early, even though it would be a late night with the Burlesque evening finally upon them.

She was nervous, of course, but also a little excited. She should be disgusted at being flaunted and used .. again! But strangely it was different with Ray, different from being used and flaunted by her husband John.

Trying to bury her nervous anticipation in work, Andrea busied herself with the thousand little jobs that always needed doing, wondering if Ray wanted another rehearsal, or preferred to let things be a little spontaneous.
 
Ray let Andrea settle into her routine before he summoned her into his office to show her the new dress that had arrived by express first thing. "I am quite happy with the routine as it is but I thought you might feel more comfortable if you weren't so ,,,erm,,exposed for the first number, maybe we should go down to the banqueting hall and go through the whole thing including costume changes, I'm afraid I will have to be present the whole time but I promise not to peek"
 
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