My wife’s new “playmate” 2

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OOC:
This is a second try of an SRP I started some time ago.

A rich couple lives out in the suburbs. He’s a rich layer, and often needs to travel, so wife hires a college girl for the summer as her “playmate”. This has been going on for about five years or so. Each summer the wife places an add and interviews some girls until she finds one that she likes. The girl is paid very well and is given the guest cabin to live in for the summer. Husband goes along completely and even sometimes gets to play sometimes.

Wife and playmate "play” in ether’s bed, the hot tub, even in one of the horse stales in the barn. Mostly I’d like wife and playmate to have a friendly relationship. It includes sex, of course, but they also go out shopping, or to a café, or go horse riding, etc; all could be an intro for for SRP.

This SRP is mostly girl-girl thing for two ladies, but if this gets going I might jump in as the husband. So first we need the two ladies to join.


IC:
I was in my den working and on the phone to London almost all day. I’m a lawyer specializing in international law and I was being called as a consultant over seas. At $600 per hour it’s not hard to see how I made my first mill. before turning 35.

Anyway this was the first day Heather (my wife) was to be interviewing for “playmates”, as she called them. I was busy planning the law case, but I peeked out of my upstairs den from time to time to see how things where going in our large living room downstairs.. Apparently things were not well! After about an hour and four or five girls I could see that Heather was getting pissed! Crap! I hope she finds someone soon or she’ll be really pissed staying home alone while I’m gone for the next week. Then I heard Heather asked our made, Sera, to show in the last interview.
 
"Hello my name is Domonique and i am here to apply for the
job.......i can provide very good refrences.......would you like a
demonstration right now?"
 
Dismissing Sera, I look this aplicant over. “Hhmm,” I wonder to myelf, “She’s not particularly the prettiest playmate I’ve ever hired, but there IS something about her that certainly captures my attention.”

“Yes,” I respond, “Please do show me what I can expect if you fill this position for me.”
A wicked smile stretches across my lips as I examine her firm body, eagerly anticipating a display of her abilities.
 
Dominique

*moves up to her sliding her hands up under her shirt * "Your
tits are pushing against your bra" *pulls off her shirt moving
behind her Slowly undoing her bra she immediataly cups her
breasts in her hands tugging on her nipples*"How about we
go some where and sit down?"
 
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Feeling this new servant-girl massage my breasts, I tingle with delight! A place to sit down, huh?

"I have a massage parlor in the other room," I explain to her. "If you will accompany me, we can continue this interview there."

Stepping out of her tender embrace I let my fingers slide up her tummy. Reaching behind me, I softly stroke her arm, finally meeting her hand with my own. Entrapping her fingers with my own, I lead her into the parlor and order her to shut the door behnd us.

Unfastening my skirt, I let it fall to the floor in front of her, allowing her to admire my firm, round ass as I pull a small towel off a near-by shelf. Laying on my stomach, I cover myself with the towel, forbidding her to admire my ass anymore.

"The oils are on the table, Dominique," I tell her, seductively looking over my shoulder into her eyes.
 
Domonique

"Do you have a favorite or i'll just pick one" she picks up the almond
scented lotion walking up to the table and slowly placing some on her
back."This of course will be a full body massage and if you would like I
will also throw in my very special secret massage"

she starts to rub the lotion in moving her hands down her back. "I can't
wait to rub this in on your breasts rolling my fingers around your nipples"
 
"MMmmm, Darling, don't be hastey," I inform her, feeling my muscles give in to her touch. "There will be plenty of time for that as this interview continues."

She rubs down my back, spending a few seconds on each vertibrae as she works my tension out, then she massages her way back up my ribs and to my neck and shoudlers, repeating the massage several times, working her way further under the tip of my towel at every passing.

Eventually rubbing her fingers between my supple cheeks, I open my eyes and push myself up on my hands, "Hmmm, do you think it's time to roll over yet?"
 
Domonique

"Oh yes i definetly think so " squirts more lotion into the palm of her hand starting at her neck. "What shall I call you................your name please?" *moves
her hands to her breasts rubbing over the nipples making circles very slowly at
first and then speading up*


Watching her reaction she moves down to rub gently across her stomach. "Were
getting very close to the special secret massage..........moves to spread her legs
apart rubbing the inside of each leg*
 
Feeling Dominique’s hands massaging the insides of my thighs, my body warms. Moistness from deep within begins to splurge its way onto the lips of my honey pot, begging for attention.

“You may call me Maisis Terr ,” I announce, wriggling my body southward, urging her fingers under my starch white towel. “But before we begin the secret massage, I want you to do something else for me…” I pull my body back, away from her touch. Taking a small bottle of red syrup from the assortment of lotions, I pop the lid off. “I need to know if this syrup was worth its price. Bring me your lips, servant girl,” I command her.

Dominique hovers over me, lifter her full, red lips to my fingers as I squeeze a tiny bit of the potion onto my fingers, then rub them slowly onto her mouth. “I was told that it was like extacy in a liquid. Tell me, does it tingle?”

With a deep moan working its way through her body, Dominique answers huskily, “Oh, yes, Maisis Terr , it feels so good!”

“Really?” I as playfully. “Here, put some on my breasts.” She reaches up for the bottle, but I jeark it away from her hands. “No… with your lips.” I smile slyly, eyeballing her lustful gaze and eager, pouting mouth.
 
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