Missing the Cut
Chapter 4
It was an exhilarated and completely exhausted teenager who returned to
her father's apartment. Jake Wilson was a man of the world and he immediately
sensed that the shopping trip had been more than advertised. He smiled to
himself as his daughter carried on about the marvelous time she had with Janice
and the wonderful things that Janice had bought for her. Janice smiled to
herself when she heard that. Those "things" were some of the best items in the
boutique and had been the personal gift of its owner and operator, Veronica, for
services rendered.
Janice easily enticed him to join her for dinner, and gave Micky a
knowing smile as she added that the girl probably would want to get to bed a
little early after her big day. Once she was sure that they had gone, Micky
stripped off her clothing and posed naked before the full length mirror in her
room, assuming a number of provocative stances that emphasized her budding
breasts and that angry gash between her legs that had been used so wantonly by
any number of marvelous women that day. She could not resist putting on the lacy
chemise that was so sheer that her nipples could be plainly seen, and the
contrasting bikini panties that cupped her plump mound as they molded to her
sepia skin. The girl shut her eyes and tried to relive all the excitement and
delicious new experiences that she had been privy to that glorious afternoon.
Micky resisted the idea of a shower to refresh herself. She could not
bear to wash away the scents, aromas and even the smells associated with her
adventures with the women. The girl peeled the panties down and sniffed them,
inhaling her musky scent. It was the smell of a wanton, one who had cavorted and
pranced like some bacchante in the orgy that had taken place behind the closed
doors of the shop. Micky reveled in her new freedom, the delicious feeling of
doing the bidding of others who were superior, and soon would become her
mentors.
Despite her excitement, the activities of the day caught up with her and
soon she was fast asleep. Hours later she was gently roused from her dreams. A
hand, a strong masculine hand, was rubbing her crotch insistently, and a deep
voice was urging her to wake up. It took a few moments for her to realize that
her father had returned from his outing with Janice and was now interested in
her body. Ever the well trained and dutiful daughter she spread her legs to give
Jake easy access to her cunt, and he took full advantage of her offering. What
happened next was not typical of their couplings.
She prepared for his strong hands prying her thighs apart and then the
head of his stiff cock bumping against her pubic mound until it settled into
proper position so that he could penetrate her. Instead she felt his warm breath
on her pussy, then his flickering tongue moving gently across her lips, going
back and forth, all the while moving up towards her hooded clit. Still partially
asleep and luxuriating in this unexpected treat, Micky began imagining that this
was one of those marvelous creatures coming to pay homage to her youthful charms
once more.
Once her father's tongue arrived at her clit, he switched from gentle to
more aggressive, his tongue poking at the little nubbin, then his lips closing
over that fleshy bump so it could be sucked into new growth, allowing his teeth
to begin nibbling on it. This was a sensation unlike any she had experienced to
date. It was not gentle or teasing, the way those delightful women addressed it
earlier. This was more demanding and in a sense threatening. She knew she was at
his mercy, so very vulnerable in this position. It made her uncomfortable for a
time, but as the seconds turned into minutes his investigation of her sexual
nerve center remained nothing more than exploratory.
She began to relax and enjoy his attentions,confident that he could be
trusted not to harm her in any way. The more she relaxed the better things
became. Then to her amazement and perhaps his as well, she felt this strange
surge emanating from exactly where he was kissing and nibbling. The first orgasm
that she had ever experienced with Jake now rippled thrugh her body and she
loved every second of it. I seemed to surprise her father as much as it did her.
He stopped his probing of her clit as she shook and trembled from the feelings
he had invoked in her. They remained together but not merged in the sense that
lovers might be.
Minutes later she and her father were locked together, his cock buried
deep within her juicing cunt as it moved at a goodly pace in and out of her
tight but yielding tunnel. She could make out his silhouette as he picked up the
pace of his efforts, striving for his release. He was breathing heavily, a
normal condition whenever he used her, and she could feel the muscles in his
arms flexing as they supported his body while his thick cock punched in and out
of her. Then he gave that little grunt that quickly turned into a long drawn out
moan signaling that his climax was upon him. She held him tightly until she felt
his muscles relax.
Again he surprised Micky by remaining awake and even speaking to her,
something that was quite out of the ordinary.Usually he'd either return to his
bed or if he had her in his, he'd roll over and be asleep in less than a minute.
Then she would have to get up, make sure she hadn't left a wet spot , go and
douche, then return to her own bed. This was the routine until tonight. He
confessed that Janice was behind this sudden change in his way of dealing with
his daughter as a sex partner. That he would reveal this to her was amazing,
almost unbelievable. She owed Janice more than she realized. There was more to
come.
Jake told his daughter that he had agreed to let Micky work in the
boutique for the next week while he and Janice made arrangements for their
upcoming wedding. Then he put the frosting on the cake, informing his stunned
daughter that she would be their guest during their honeymoon to be held in an
exclusive resort known only to a special few. Micky thought she was having
hallucinations; this could not be happening. What else could she possibly wish
for than to become part of their union.
After Jake left her bed, kissing her on her brow, something he once did
when she was a young girl, she stayed awake for hours dreaming about what this
new life with Janice would bring. Little did she realize that there was always a
flip side to things and those that sounded too good to be true usually proved to
be false.
There certainly were some advantages to home schooling. It was very
doubtful if Micky could have pulled off this little excursion if she were
enrolled in a regular school. Janice dropped her off at the boutique on her way
to work and so the great adventure began. Ms Thalia let her in and greeted the
girl with a warm kiss on the lips ,her tongue probing and then entering past
Micky's parted lips. The girl could already feel the wetness starting in her
pussy as the tongue wormed its way around inside her mouth, reacquainting itself
with the girl. When they broke for air the statuesque brunette informed her that
Veronica would not be arriving for another two hours, but had left them plenty
of work to get ready for the first wave of customers.
Micky followed Ms Thalia around the store and picked up her duties
rather quickly. She would be making sure that the displays were neat and
attractive, the racks of exotic lingerie and designer clothing were filled with
the correct inventory and the place in general was clean and fresh. Then the
brunette gave her a small smile and told her about the rest of her assignment,
which involved interacting with the customers in the fitting rooms. Having
already experienced what that might entail, Micky was taken aback by this task,
but she was assured that there would be no pressure brought to bear on her by
the ladies she served.
Finally Micky was asked to remove her clothing so that Ms Thalia could
put her makeup on and dress her in something more appropriate for her duties.
Although the girl had been with the lovely brunette during that delightful first
session at the boutique, she was bit hesitant about disrobing. However after
another more forceful kiss from her fellow employee, Micky's resistance melted
away and she allowed herself to be lovingly undressed and caressed until she
stood before her companion in nothing but her heels.
She allowed herself to be led to a low bench, the very one that had been
used during that delightful exchange of loving lips and tongues that had
previously brought her to fever pitch. Ms Thalia settled herself on the bench
and leaned forward, her tongue flickering out like that of a snake to gently
probe the girl's labia, and then move a little deeper to sample her juices that
had begun to flow. Micky stood there almost in a trance and let the woman begin
to decorate her cunt lips with lipstick, taking great care to make sure that
nothing was smeared. Then she blew her warm breath across Micky's carmined labia
making the girl feel as if she was about to swoon.
She stood and began to apply rouge to Micky's nipples that grew stiff as
glass from the sensations she was feeling as the cosmetic was worked into every
pore by those strong, sure hands. She leaned forward and gave the girl a warm
kiss, her togue briefly parting Micky's lips then retreating. "Now for the lips,
those fleshy impish lips that promise so much." Ms Thalia seemed to breathe
rather than speak the words and the girl felt the wetness beginning to build in
her cunt. It took a major effort of her will to stand still and allow this
statuesque beauty to paint each lip with care, licking her own lips almost as if
she was anticipating kissing the girl once she had accomplished her task. Things
were beginning to heat up dramatically and Micky had already decided that she
would surrender herself without a struggle to anything that this gorgeous
creature had planned for her.
The teen was rather surprised that Ms Thalia went no further in her
overtures. After finishing her lips and making up her eyes she selected a pair
of full cut satin panties in taupe and had the girl step into them. The feel of
the material made her flesh pebble as her companion checked them for fit and
then moved back to make sure that they created the type of effect she was hoping
to create. A smile broke her features and she nodded towards the girl. She
allowed Micky to see herself in the full length mirror and the girl was awed by
what she saw. She could have passed for one of those figures from Egyptian
history thanks to the makeup. The panties on first glance seemed rather
pedestrian but when she took a few steps the effect was altogether different as
the clinging material molded itself to her flesh. "You are a young goddess. They
will worship you." The words from Ms Thalia made her dizzy with happiness.
The matching bejeweled bra was a marvel of erotic construction. The
girl's budding breasts were uplifted and supported by a type of shelf design
that cupped them like two plump doves, presenting the tops and hinting at the
stiff nipples that nearly, but not quite peeked from the folds of this fabulous
garment. "The madame selected this personally before shutting the boutique last
evening. She said she wanted to do it while her blood was still heated. I think
she has chosen wisely." Micky Wilson was utterly speechless as she took in the
full effect of this garment.
Her ensemble was augmented by a pair of sheer white harem pants and
taupe ballet slippers. Then the piece de resistance, a matching set of silvery
metallic wristlets and anklets, each with an eyelet to which a link of chain
could be attached if desired. When Ms Thalia whispered to the girl that within
each dressing booth there were a set of links available that could be employed
provided the customer and Micky were in agreement, the girl was at first taken
aback at what this implied and then strangely excited that such a prospect was
being made available to her.
Nearly an hour later Ms Thalia raised the shades and opened the front
door of the boutique. It was quite evident that news of last evening's event or
coming out party, had spread far and wide across that special interest network.
Standing there in their designer outfits and accompanied by what looked to be
lackeys stood two distinguished looking women of indeterminate age. "Welcome
ladies, I hope we have some things within our little out of the way shop that
might prove suitable for your tastes. My assistant. Miss Micky, as well as
myself are at your disposal." The girl shivered and at the same time glowed as
the two clients focused their glittering eyes on her exotically costumed body.
It would prove to be a most interesting and quite broadening day for the tall,
tawny teen.
( To be continued )
