Sugar and spice dating agency (closed for drmeloncollie)

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Nothing was going to wipe the smile off Chris Steer's lips. He closed the latest marketing report and placed it on his neat oak desk, next to his Apple Mac, his pens and pencil and the dildo, still in its packaging box. A sample from one of his potential suppliers.

He chuckled to himself. This was going to make him rich, and really differentiate Sugar and Spice dating service from all his competitors.

Sugar and spice was a small business. It specialised in helping single people find their perfect match. Whether it was to Find love and companionship, or just a hook up, they did it all.

Chris had always been ambitious, both in the board room and the bedroom. At college he had been a player. 7 girl friends in three years. He was 6 ft tall, with brown hair and sharp blue eyes, and a GQ chin.

Relationships and sex fascinated him,
so it was a logical fit to start a dating agency. Things had been slow until Laura joined.

Laura had a talent for creating the romantic moment, finding the right setting that would spark the fire between two people. It was this talent that was going to put Sugar and Spice on the map. It didn't hurt that she was smoking hot.

He sent her an IM. "Laura,when you are free, could I see you. I need your help with a new project."
 
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Laura was wearing her typical business attire, black skirt that was long enough to be considered decent, and short enough to be sexy if she needed to go to a location. A silk blouse, today it was emerald green, and in the muggy heat it clung just enough to reveal the lacey bra she wore underneath. She was neat, smart, and attractive in her attire, but her lingerie was pure fantasy stuff. She advised clients to wear the underwear you want to be fucked in, not the underwear to get bloated in.

Oh great, she thought a new project, this would mean her personal time just got chopped down to nothing, but her boss was dynamic and she did enjoy spending time with him, it helped that he was gorgeous. She opened the door, took the pen she had stuck up in her hair to keep her long brown silken locks off her neck in this heat, and prepared to brain storm.
 
Chris took a moment to admire Laura as she sauntered into the room. He could make out the outline for her bra in the muggy heat and not for the first time he wondered what she looked like with out the suit on.

Her confidence in her self, and her sexuality gave clients confidence when she talked to them. Great for business, but also pleasantly distracting in the quieter hours.

"Ok Laura, here is the pitch. Sugar and spice clientele, much like all our competition is focused on single people looking for some sort of connection. So how do we differentiate ourselves if all we offer is the same as what everyone else offers. We need to expand our client base.

I asked Jake to do some market research. I think we have an opportunity with married couples, or couples in a long ten relationship. Jake discovered that there is a trend amongst married couples who have been together for awhile, or have young kids. They lose the spice in their relationship. They are bored, but more they are sick of being bored. They are looking for excitement. That is where we come in.
We create a new product. I am thinking you and I will form a brains trust, create erotic encounters and experiences. Role play, bondage, romantic fantasy we can invent them here in this room. Then we go out and organise it for our clients. Hotel bookings, childminding,sex toys, costumes, whatever they need to make their fantasy reality. Be it public sex , or whatever. What do you think?"

Chris fell silent. He had been so excited about the idea, but Laura was the first he had mentioned it to. What if she didn't like it?
 
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"I think it's brilliant." She sat down and kicked off her fuck me stiletto's that helped boast her height from barely over 5" to a more eye to eye level. "Do you have an online form in mind or is our computer genius going to come up with an interactive survey? I can see getting frustrated with BDSM questions if you are strictly vanilla. We'd also be able to deal with safety, novices tend to use the wrong kind of restraints and you'd think the idea of a "safe" word would be more common place."

They bounced ideas back and forth, and they came up with a list of explorative sexual topics to incorporate in a questionnaire. They talked about what places both near and far had the best potential, and that they'd need to test sound proofing, sturdiness of bed, sex appeal and openness of the staff, that sort of thing.

She looked up at the clock, realizing she was starving. "Dinner break? or should we just order in?" About 2/3 of the restaurants in town knew their office and delivered hot and fresh since Chris was a generous tipper.
 
"Order in," Chris smiled. Their creative juices were flowing. You don't stop that when it's on a role.
He picked up the phone and dialled some Thai food. Green curries, Pad Thai, and some fish with Roti and steamed rice.

Excited Chris leapt up and opened his secret stash. He grabbed a bottle of Chardonnay, and two glasses. He passed her an empty glass and filled it with the chilled wine. Then he filled his own glass and placed the bottle next to the packaged dildo.

"OK. So I have this couple, from the marketing survey, looking for some adventure. A public sex fantasy." Chris leaned back and bit on his thumb. "I'll pitch you, then you pitch me and we can choose the best one. There is a marketing technique called personas. Which we should use. The way it works is that we put ourselves in the customers shoes, and build a scenario or short story around that."

He took a sip from the glass excitement clear on his face. He felt like a kid in a playground. He lovd that Laura brought that out in him.

"O.K I'll pitch you. So first I identify myself, then I give you the scenario.
I'm a married man, and my wife and I haven't had sex in four months. My fantasy is to have sex in public. So I will see my wife....." Chris thought for a few moments, "on a train. I'm in a suit, she is in a short skirt, stockings, high heels. She has on a shirt, like yours, but she isn't wearing underwear, or a bra.

When I get on the train she is already there. Surrounded by guys. (Our people there to create a safe environment and privacy for our clients) She doesn't see me, but I come up behind her. Its crowded, but I find a spot behind her.

I'm hard already. I press myself lightly against her. She reaches back with her hand stoking me through me pants. The guys move in around us, unaware as I slip my hand beneath her skirt. My fingers caressing her flesh.

Our boys secure the two for privacy. Maybe she goes down on him, maybe he goes down on her. Maybe he slips that erection into her from behind. Possibilities...."

Chris grinned at her, leaning back as he sipped his wine. "What do you think?"
 
"Okay so the wife likes to dress up, used to flash a lot more skin, but feels restricted by her work persona. So it's a great idea that our people are there, we're going to need to scout train schedules, it would be inconvenient if the ride was, too short."

Laura idly plays with a strand of hair, "We'd do a prep for her, a spa day, so she is relaxed and I'm sure she'll probably need to be better groomed." I jot some notes, "Then a massage before she gets dressed and gets on train, we've got great relationships with drivers, so transportation should not be an issue."

Laura sipped the champagne, "Definetly have some alcohol in the car to take the edge off, then she gets on one stop before him, we inform her what our crew is wearing so she can find the correct passenger car."

"I imagine her heart will be racing, so by the time he finds her pantiless and waxed they will both be panting. I figure the guards will push in enough to keep her from turning around, and depending on their heights and motion of the train, intercourse she be possible. Oral probably won't be necessary to prep him right? We're looking to get back to that first rush of desire where by the time skin was exposed you were ready to explode."

Her own heart was beating a little fast, and the lacy bra was not built to conceal her nipples as they stiffened. "Our people ensure that after getting off, both get off train safely, perhaps into a prearranged taxi cab that takes them on a long drive to no where, where they can enjoy being in the back seat of a moving vehicle. Then to top it off, some seedy motel, with thin walls for whatever they have energy and desire left for."

Her knees were together and she had a slight fear that when she got up to get the food he would smell her. Laura smelled good, or so she'd been told by numerous sources, and she had never worried about it, but then she'd never been so aroused while at work.
 
"Well the gets me hard," Chris joked. "I think we have ourselves a winner. I'll have Jo price it up."

Damn this was fun. Why hasn't he thought of this sooner? He noticed the small bumps poking their way through Laura's bra and shirt. She was obviously enjoying herself as much as he was. He could feel the bulge in his pants stirring. He smiled, took another sip, the images from their theoretical product still fresh in his mind.

"ok who is next? Ahh ok, she is interested a lesbian encounter, no a lesbian seduction she wants to be seduced. He wants to watch, but not be involved." Chris scratched his head, why a guy wouldn't want to get in on the action of two girls getting it on was a mystery to him.

"I don't know I am qualified for the pitch so I'll do logistics. I know a guy who runs a group of classy escorts who might be up for this.

I think a photo shoot of some of the girls that they can look through with an intro video. We can arrange a casual lunch so they can meet, get to know each other and establish boundaries. Jo can write up a relation contract to guide the couple through the process, make sure they are having the right conversation.
There is a four star hotel down the road for the actual seduction, but I think they should meet elsewhere.

How do you think it should go down?"
 
"If she wants to be seduced then it's a no strings attached fantasy. For him it's like watching his wife do porn. I'm thinking a bar that is gay friendly, we tell her to wear something specific like a gold rose pin on her purse. We have a few options available who will hit on her, buy her a drink and when she accepts the offer to dance that's the winner." Laura licked her lips and closed her eyes. "He should be around watching, but relatively invisible, but available to drive them back to the hotel, where our seducer will have a room available."
 
"Perfect." Chris closed his eyes imagining Laura with another woman on the dance floor. With him sitting at the bar watching. He could see her hand on the other woman's back, her hip, her breast. Teasing and caressing before stealing a kiss as loud music pumped all around them. Chris could feel his dick hardening under the desk. The fact that Laura'nipples were still hard only made him harder.
Chris loved her body. Her bust, her curves, the way she wore clothes.
His day dream was interrupted by a discreet knock on the door behind them. Dammit he was still hard. "That will be the Thai, do you mind getting that? I'll refill the glass." He handed her his credit card.
 
She stood up and smoothed her skirt down, noticed a slight scent of arousal, it was muggy day and the A/C was hinky at best and so they only ran it during 'office' hours. So the scent lingered behind her as she went to the door, snagging the petty cash clip on the way and paying the delivery guy.

"You know we should probably invest in some delivery uniforms, I'm sure it's a fantasy since porn has done it to death."

She took the food and laid it on his desk, which was always cleared off, the computer neatly tucked away in a study alcove, and she pulled up her chair. Laura twisted her hair back up and stuck the pen through it and sat down and began opening up the food, while Chris refilled the champagne flutes.
 
The office had a faint smell of sex. Chris crossed his legs sub-consciously, wondering if she could smell it to. Once the Thai was opened and they were eating though the smell because overpowered by the food.

"Costumes, that's a great idea. We should invest in some stock standard costumes." Chris used his chopsticks to eat the pad Thai, mixing the curry in with some rice on in his bowl. "After we finish this why don't we visit sexyland, the audit store across the road. Pick some out for him and for her. Might be some other bits and bobs we can pick up as well."
 
"Let's go with just tops for uniforms, a one size fits most approach." She took a bite, "We can probably set up a loaner account, but I have a feeling once someone tries a costume they will want to keep it. Just in case we should find a dry cleaner who can get semen out, and not leave a stain behind."

Bits and bobs, she suddenly was thinking about medical supplies, stethoscope, and the like. What would it be like to 'play doctor' with Chris? Her heart was beating a little faster and she was glad the food covered the scent of her arousal.

"So Chris what are the top three male fantasies? that a wife might approve of, so take the ménage a trio off the list. It would be a lot more cost effective to have some standard packages available for the uncertain or indecisive."
 
Good question. Top 3...

"Sexy nurse or doctor has always been a turn on for me. But not the cheap slutty nurse outfit, something with a bit of class. The scenarios on that can vary sponge bath, curing erection related problem, or not understanding these feeling or urges." Chris smirked at the thought.

"Something exotic and exciting. Fantasy role play of some kind. Slave girl, or concubine, a witch or prisoner. Some sort of role where I get to be in charge. Be the alpha male, and have my every whim or desire satisfied. "

That was two. Chris sat back in his chair wracking his brain, what was the forth? Then he remembered. But that was one he didn't want to say. Unfortunately now that it was in his head he couldn't think of anything else. Maybe he blushed, because something in her eye told him that she knew he had something.

"Last one, for me, is an office encounter. Sexy secretary or colleague that I get to fuck in the office. We spend so much of our time here and the constructs around work life. It just feels a bit taboo. It's not but that is how I feel."

" what about too three female fantasies?"
 
"Would a rectal exam be in the Doc fantasy? and I totally understand the power play we should have a Male Top package, and a Female Top package." She pondered over the last one, "Yeah I suppose a lot of people have fantasies about work, it wouldn't be such a big deal to equip an office strictly for sex."

She had been thinking about that, "The doctor thing of course, for me it would be a gynecologist." She took a bite, "The love slave thing, having a male shave my legs, wash my hair, massage me, and just please me, let me just lay there and do nothing." She contemplated the third one, "I'd have to say the third one is probably," she blushed realizing her third might not be other women's third. "Experimenting with toys together." She had a few basics, but from her friends she knew they all wished they'd bought a rabbit/vibrator/strap on/etc sooner
 
"Rectal exam, um no. Not for me anyway. We can put it down as an option. I am curious about the sex office idea. Tell me more of you thoughts."

Chris had never thought of himself as being a submissive, but the idea of pampering Laura, shaving her, massaging her with oil. Her back her shoulders and neck, running his hands over her hips and buttocks, until she was smooth a slick with massage oil. Then shaving her, going down on her until she orgasmed. Maybe it was the alcohol but his desk felt like a giant chasm separating him from her. He was looking at her in a new way now. Maybe he should slow down with the booze.

"When you say experiment with toys, what with other women or with your partner?" His eyes flicked from her to the packaged dildo and back again, almost against his will
 
She had mentally retreated down a fantasy path and wasn't paying strict attention to him. "Sex office, you know sturdy chair without arms, the type you can fuck in without having to contort yourself. Desk at the right height for sex, lubricants and condoms in the drawers instead of documents. That sort of thing," she took a deep breath before continuing. "Toys with friends, sounds like a bad sitcom." She took a sip of champagne and softly continued, "Like I have time for a partner, but yeah in the married person fantasy it would be toy shopping, experimenting with a partner."
 
"Hmmm" Chris was rock hard. "Some sort of stool or something for the photocopier, allowing easy access. Maybe some porn magazines in office cabinets. What about meeting rooms? Erotic imagery in PowerPoint presentation, red lighting.

Have you heard of the remote vibrator? It's a vibrator that can be controlled from a mobile device, so the guy can stimulate you from a different room. We could have presentations where he has control of the vibrator, but she has to keep the meeting running to agenda." Chris chuckled. "kind of combines both fantasies."
 
"A power point on the karma sutra that kind of thing. I don't think we need a lot of bells and whistles, it's more about setting the tone." When he mentioned the remote vibrator she just about lost it. "I think you are thinking a little too real world, they wouldn't actually be working at the office." She paused as her eyes fell to the device on the desk. "How do they expect you to product test that?"
 
Chris shrugged. "Of course they wouldn't be working in the office. The meeting might be her reading out information about the Kama sutra, or reading erotic poetry while he controls her pleasure. It might be a way of dropping the couple into the environment, part of the role play. But I take your point on setting tone or the vibe."

He saw her looking at the dildo and was a little surprised at her question. "I hadn't really thought about it. I suppose if we are going to invest in sex toys we want to ensure they are good. Trouble is finding a volunteer." He smiled, holding eye contact for a long time.
 
Laura managed to hold back a blush, "Come on, you can't tell me the founder of Sugar and Spice lacks in the Sugar or Spice department?" Then the pieces slowly came together and the food slipped from her chop sticks as she realized when he was talking about the office fantasy he was really thinking about her.

Laura was speechless as her eyes ventured to his crotch. "Is that a volunteer for home use or a volunteer to have it used on them?" her voice went up a little as she thought about him testing the toy on her, discovering her body's sexual responsiveness, inhaling her scent.
 
She was blushing, and he saw her eyes flick to his crotch. His boner was prominent in his pants. There was no way she wouldn't have seen it. He could feel the heat between them build.

"Both options could be on the table so to speak. It would depend on which option she wanted to volunteer for."

He stood and slid the box towards her. So it was within reach. He placed both hands over his crotch to keep his cock from tenting his pants too badly. "It's getting hot in here, we have had a bit to drink and it is getting late. I might finish up some work in the meeting room. You are welcome to join me, or feel free to head home for the night."

Chris walked past her, placing a hand gently on her shoulder, before leaving her alone with the dildo. He wondered what she might do.
 
He left her alone, with the toy (can you provide an image) and she stared at the box for what seemed like a long time before opening the package. The outside was simply labeled Dildo, so she had no idea what size, shape, color, texture it would be. She held it in her hands briefly before she laid it down. She was conflicted, and she decided to take off her panties first.

Laura slipped her satin panties down, having kicked off her shoes earlier and she put the damp navy blue material in one of the empty take out boxes. She was wet, and she had several options. She could rush home and take care of it. She could take care of it now. She could use the toy to take care of it. Or she could have Chris......her thoughts trailed off. They worked so well together and she loved the job. Would it be crossing a line that should not be crossed? She took out a piece of paper and made a list.
 
He left her alone with the vibrator in his office
http://we-vibe.com/passionate-play

He opened the meeting room door and turned on the computer and projector. His hands quickly navigated the internet until he found what he was looking for.

http://www.sexypositions.net

He arranged these into a slide show, just in case she decided to join him. If not we'll at least he had something to beat off to. He closed the door and waited.
 
In the end she tore up the piece of paper, scribbled a new note down and took another look at the toy. There was lubricant, not that she needed it at the moment, but the instructions encouraged it's use during sex. She smiled picked up the toy and the note pad and headed to the meeting room. She knocked lightly and then entered, glancing up to see he was projecting well not the yearly profits.

She handed Chris the toy and said, "It's meant to be used during intercourse," and then she put the note pad in his lap and said "Sign this."

It was very simple contract that what happened in the next 12 hours would be treated like it happened in Vegas. The contract would cover the testing of the product and any other activities that would be required to test the product. No more, no less. Laura had already signed and dated the note.
 
Chris held his breath as Laura entered the room. She handed him the toy and contract. He stood until he was right next to her, inside her personal space, his chest occasionally brushing against her ample bosom. He signed the contract without reading it. His eyes were locked on her's. He could feel his breathing getting heavier as his cock stained against his suit pants.

His hand reached up and caressed her cheek. "Is kissing a restricted clause in the contract?" His other hand moved to her hip and slid up over her ribs to gently brush the underside of her breast.
 
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