It’s been a couple of weeks since I saw my stockbroker and made him feel like a complete twerp. He wasn’t making me any money so I gave him an ultimatum.

He basically called me this morning to say that my shares were going through the roof and he was doing really well for me. This obviously pleased me no end and as I had promised Jonathan that if he started making me lots of money, I would personally reward him.

I thought I’d surprise him with a visit this afternoon. I was wearing some gorgeous new Agent Provocateur lingerie and some killer heels and a Burberry trench coat. That was all! There is nothing sexier than revealing sexy underwear under a mac.

I drove to London in record time and arrived at Jonathan’s office. I could see he was inside, but on a telephone call. I waited for him to finish and knocked at his door.

This time, he was pleased to see me standing there. Last time, he was nervous as he had lost me money.

I walked in and Jonathan offered to hang my coat up for me. I slowly unbuttoned the coat and took off the belt. I let the coat fall to the floor. You should have seen Jonathan’s jaw drop! He looked gobsmacked. He then knew he was in for a great afternoon. He picked up my coat, hung it up, drew the blinds and locked his door. I sat on the corner of his oak desk and started to rub my pussy through my black panties.

Jonathan was sitting opposite me and watching, his cock grew and grew and literally jumped out at me. Jonathan started to stroke his cock and said he would love to get his hands on my DD’s. I walked over to Jonathan and straddled him. I took off my bra so that he could play with my tits while I teased his massive hard cock rubbing my pussy on him.

My panties were very wet, I took them off and was just left wearing my Jimmy Choos. Jonathan slid his fingers inside me, took them out and tasted my juices. We were both now ready for a fabulous fuck. I Pushed Jonathan onto his desk and sucked his cock, he was desperate to be fucked. He was really throbbing in my mouth and I couldn’t wait to fuck him. I sat on Jonathan’s cock and fucked him really hard. His cock exploded deep inside me and Jonathan moaned with pleasure. I would have liked to have fucked him all afternoon, but I wasn’t meant to be in London and Charles was expecting me home.

I had to leave quite quickly before hitting too much traffic so I dressed and promised that if Jonathan continued the good work, I would carry on rewarding him.

I’m sure he would make sure to make me lots of money, especially knowing that I would come to London to treat him from time to time!

I have been dabbling in stocks and shares for a couple of months now and my last meeting in London with Jonathan the stockbroker was quite a success!

It was a gloomy afternoon but I was quite excited at the thought of seeing Jonathan again and was very excited to check on how much more money he was making for me.

I arrived in London and went straight up to see Jonathan. He looked really stressed when I walked into his office and was on the phone and pacing up and down. He looked really quite nervous to see me too.

He finished his phone call and sat down at his desk. He shuffled a few papers around and then we got chatting about my shares. He was really behaving differently to the last meeting and seemed really quite reluctant to give me too much information.

When he finally told me, I was so shocked. He had actually been doing quite a bad job by all accounts and lost some money, not made any. I was so cross, I thought he was really on the ball.

He couldn’t have been more apologetic. He said he was just so sorry. I told him not to worry too much and that I would cheer him up. (Little did he know I was bloody fuming and I was only pretending that I’d cheer him up. I was actually going to take out a bit of aggression to try to console myself a little!!!)

I walked over to Jonathan and as I had done before. Unbuttoned his trousers. This time, I told him to take all his clothes off and stand in the middle of the room naked. I was wearing a pair of exceedingly high patent black ankle boots. Quite fetishy looking. I sucked for a minute on his big cock, then stopped. Just as he was starting to get highly eroused, wandering what I’d do next.
I told him that I was really disappointed in his performance and that if he didn’t make my money back and more, he be sacked. I would find another expert.

I told Jonathan that he wouldn’t be getting any sexual satisfaction from me today either, maybe a little humiliation instead. I kept on telling him how disappointed in him I was and kept poking his now soft cock with the heels of my boots and telling him he had a little tiny cock.

I said that if he made me lots of money, he would get my lips around his cock again and that I might let him fuck me. I pushed my cleavage into his face and said that wouldn’t get to see my DD’s unless his performance was to my standards either. I was really enjoying teasing him.

What was the most funny though, was when his secretary opened up his office door with a handful of important papers and was so shocked, the papers flew into the air and she made a very swift exit, giggling.

Soon the entire office would know all about Jonathan’s afternoon!

I too then left his office and said that I would return again in a couple of months to re-assess our shares situation and said he had better make a start on making me a lot of money.

Well, my first meeting with my newly appointed stockbroker was a great success! I had arranged a meeting with my stockbroker Jonathan to decide what to do with my shares, if he was making enough money for me, I’d hang on to them. If not, do something more useful with my money.

I made sure I dressed appropriately for the occasion. I wanted him to know that I meant business.

I had only spoken to Jonathan over the telephone on previous occasions, I’d never seen him before. I walked into his plush city office and I have to say, he was quite a catch!

We chatted for a while and came to the conclusion that he had done really well for me and so far made me rather a lot of money. He was obviously very good at his job.

I wanted him to continue doing this well for me so I wanted to give him something to remember me by and also something to say thanks for all the hard work so far.

It didn’t take me very long to think that he would definitely enjoy one of my famous blowjobs and that it would be greatly appreciated.

I told him that I loved to please gentlemen that please me and I’d love to pleasure his cock. He absolutely jumped at the idea and got instantly excited. I drew the blinds so that no-one would be able to see in and  walked over to Jonathan and knelt down in front of him. I unzipped his trousers and his cock literally jumped out. I sucked his great big lovely cock and after about two minutes he exploded into my mouth. I drank his load and licked my lips. I gently stroked his cock with my fingers and said that if he remained a hard worker, I’d think of many more ways to repay him.

With that, I got up and casually left the offices. I would return in a couple of months to dicuss the performance of the shares.

It was the same scenario as the story I told you about before. Charles had the day off work and was being a real pain in the neck.

I was trying to sort out my wardrobe at home this time and take a few things that I do not like anymore to a local charity shop. I was not doing a very good job as Charles kept coming in and out and saying that I should not get rid of clothing that was perfectly ok.

I didn’t want to argue, so I picked up a couple of bags full and drove into town. I handed them to a local charity shop who seemed most grateful.

A little more room in the wardrobe now for Chanel’s spring collection perhaps?!?

I was just about to get back in the car and head home when I thought I’d just stop in the new wine bar and have an espresso and a quick read of my newspaper.

I walked in, ordered my espresso and sat down ready to read my newspaper. Guess who should walk in but the gent that I saw in here just last week. (the one that sent over Champagne, then left)

He ordered his drink and sat down at the same table as last time. He smiled at me straight away. I was wearing a sexy tight black dress and black heels. I could see him looking over and hardly taking his eyes off me. I looked straight at him, got up and walked over to his table. He was better looking than I remembered and was wearing a sexy three piece suit.

I bent over in front of him so that he could easily see down my cleavage. I whispered in his ear ‘I just want to thank you for the Champagne, follow me’

He got up and followed me into the ladies. It was a big room with a large vanity unit and mirrors all around. I locked the door behind us and took off my dress. The guy didn’t even say a word. His expression was enough and the growing bulge in his trousers.

He looked me up and down and ran his hands over my stocking tops and suspender belt and my pert bottom. I pushed him against the door and unzipped his trousers. The fact that he still had not spoken was such a turn on. His cock was now massive and was definitely ready for a Lady Sonia style blow job.

My goodness, he came such a lot, I swallowed his load and still wanted more. This time though, he turned me around and slid off my lace panties. They fell to the floor and he slid his cock right inside my pussy. He fucked me from behind then he fucked me against the vanity unit. Afterwards, we both dressed and he put my panties in his pocket. He unlocked the door, smiled and left the room. I re-applied my lipstick, then followed on behind.

I got to my table and noticed that he had already left the bar.

What a shame, I’d have liked to have got to know who he was and maybe exchange numbers for a future afternoon fuck.

Oh well, I have once again had a lovely afternoon after all. I will be returning to this bar without a doubt and hope to bump into that guy again!

A new wine bar had opened nearby. A much needed addition to the town. It was very minimalist and quite chic.

I decided to go there on this particular afternoon because Charles had the day off and was getting under my feet at home. I just needed a couple of hours away!

I got there armed with glossy magazines and ordered a glass of Champagne. I took off my raincoat and I sat down at a corner table and felt relaxed straight away. Pleasant background music, magazines and a glass of champers!

I was only there for a few minutes when a gorgeous gentleman walked in, ordered his drink and sat at a table opposite me. He glanced over and we exchanged smiles.

As I flicked through a magazine, I felt a strong sense that I was being watched. I looked up and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the gent opposite looking at me intently. He was slowly running his eyes up and down my body. He’d start at my heel, all the way up my legs and right up to my cleavage. He caught me looking over and he smiled again. He then pretended he was reading his newspaper.

I crossed and uncrossed my legs again so that If he was still watching, he may catch a glimpse of my white lace knickers or my fully fashioned stocking tops.

I had finished my glass of champagne, got up and went to the ladies. When I got back, the gent had disappeared and the wine waiter was just re-filling my glass.  He said that the gent that was just sitting opposite had paid for the Champagne and then left with his newspaper under his arm.

A bit strange I thought, You’d normally chat to a lady if you wanted to buy her a drink?!

Anyway, he’d gone and I had got another drink. I didn’t think any more of it. I had a nice couple of hours away from the house and away from Charles who was no doubt fiddling around at home. I was relaxed after a couple of glasses of champers left the bar to go home.

I was getting very excited at the thought of meeting up with my new 27 year old toyboy. I met him through one of my stablehands.
He’s really fit and most importantly has a very large cock and loves sex with older ladies.
We’d arranged to meet at my house whilst Charles was out for the morning. I had all sorts of things planned for our morning together. I couldn’t wait to suck his enormous throbbing cock again. I dressed up in a sexy new designer dress. Put on the highest heels and wore some very expensive fully fashioned stockings.
He was meant to arrive at 1030 and that would give us at least a couple of hours before Charles was to get back.
1030 came and went. I was getting frustrated as I don’t appreciate people being late for a start and I wanted to fuck! It was 1100, I thought I’d make myself a coffee and read Vogue or something to pass a bit of time.
Ok, it was 1130, I am now annoyed. An hour late. He is obviously not going to turn up. I wonder what his excuse could be!
Then Charles pulls into the driveway. Great. He’ll make me even more moody! The door swings open and Charles enters. God he can be so irritating at times. He comments on how sexy I look, which is obviously nice to hear. He thinks I have my new dress on for him and thinks he’s going to get fucked. Ha, no way, not now. I mean, he is not exactly a 27 year old stud. (and his cock is nowhere near as large)
Charles puts his hand up my skirt and adopts a stupid little grin. ‘Get your hands off Charles’ I can’t help but get cross. I brush his hand away and start pacing up and down. ‘Just because I look sexy, doesn’t mean it’s just for you. I like to look sexy for me. Anyway, I may have had a fit young guy on his way over for a good fucking. Now you are here, he would see your car and turn around again.’
Thanks for ruining things again Charles. Don’t think your in for a good fuck either, not with that silly little willy of yours. I need a big hard young cock.
I can’t help but take out my frustration on Charles. He puts me off. My new stud is not in the good books, if he fails to turn up next time, I’ll strike him off my list.

I had just driven home from my check up with Dr Jones and my pussy was wet, I was so excited and couldn’t wait to play with myself.

No one was home and I went straight upstairs to my bedroom, I took off my polo neck and my skirt and left on my heels, lacy underwear and my stockings. I lay on my bed and began thinking in detail of what had happened with Dr Jones and how I wished it had gone further.

I knew he found me attractive and when he’d inserted his glove-less hand inside my pussy, he closed his eyes as if he was imagining we were fucking.

I slid my fingers inside my lace panties and pretended it was Dr Jones. I closed my eyes and imagined his great big hard cock, throbbing and aching to be sucked. I imagined Dr Jones playing with my enormous DD’s and wishing that his wife had a pair like mine. I imagined him straddling me on his couch with his white doctor’s jacket on and fucking me with his hand over my mouth so that I don’t make a noise.

Oh god, I love masturbating, my wet fingers covered with juice from my soaking pussy. I love to lick the juices from my fingers and I love making lots of noise when there is nobody around.

I grab the nearest dildo to bring me to orgasm which is a big black life like one and imagine that it is Dr Jones. He is fucking me so hard, the hardest I have ever been fucked.

It didn’t take long for me to orgasm, but it did take a few moments to recover. I lay on my bed for a bit then got dressed. I went downstairs with the same wet panties on and knew that it would not be long before I had my fingers inside myself again!

Most women every year or so will have general check up with their doctor or gynaecologist. Well, my check up was last week. I never mind going, I actually quite like it. My doctor is fairly young, is really well spoken and is gorgeous!

There is nothing sexier in a man than being gorgeous and intelligent and to have a public school accent.

I put on a sexy tight cashmere polo neck which is great for accentuating those famous curves I have and a short black skirt and sheer black stockings.

When visiting the doctor, it’s always best to wear something you can be discreet at taking off or pulling up. Jeans for example not sexy and not attractive.

I arrived just on time and went into Dr Jones room. He has a massive room which is really clinical, no personal touches, with a large white couch in the centre. He greeted me with a smile and asked how I am. I am then asked to take off my skirt behind the curtain and get onto the couch.

I am lying on the couch and still have on my stockings and my panties. Dr Jones comes over to me and helps me remove my panties. I could see he was busy admiring my legs and to break the silence, he made a joke about me wearing such high heels.

He firstly gave me an internal check up. Doctor’s generally are meant to wear latex gloves doing this but Dr Jones said it was better to do the check up without….I wandered whether or not he thought it was best because he liked the feel of a lady’s pussy. I closed my eyes, I certainly enjoyed his gentle hand inside my pussy, he was making me wet! I am definitely going to go home and masturbate thinking about Dr Jones. The examination lasted for a couple of minutes, then he asked me if I would remove my top so that he could check my breasts. I pulled the jumper over my head and took off my black lacy bra. My nipples were so hard as I was so turned on.

Dr Jones put both hands on my breasts and gave them a thorough going over. I thought his fingers especially lingered over my erect nipples. He said my breasts were fine and nothing to worry about……I could see that he thought they were a lot more than fine by the way his cock was pointing! (He was a big boy!)

The doctor left me to get dressed while he typed up my notes. He said just before I left, ‘I would like to see you sooner rather than later for another check up, just to be on the safe side, lets say 3 months .’ Then he gave me a wink and sexy smile.

I thought to myself ‘that’s fine by me,’ I was actually looking forward to it.

Remember me telling you a few weeks ago that I went to London to buy Christmas presents for Charles? Well, I did go to London and I bought lots of gorgeous gifts but all of them were for me! I ran out of time in the end to buy anything for Charles, so I thought what I would do was wrap all the gifts up and label them for Charles so he thought he would be in for an exciting Christmas with lots of new goodies!

Poor Charles, he was disappointed that he hadn’t received anything but he was pleased with all the sexy new matching lingerie I had bought for me! I promised that I’d dress up for him and do a little show for him Christmas night.

After not receiving any Christmas presents and soon to be receiving a whacking great big credit card bill in the post, (I haven’t broken the news yet) I had to make my show as exciting as possible!

I must admit, I looked really hot in my Myla lingerie. I had matching panties, bra, silky smooth sheer black stockings, a six strap suspender belt with metal clasps, killer heels (£440 from Christian Louboutin) and sexy bright red Chanel lipstick.

I stood right in front of Charles, looked right into his eyes and sexily shed a silk gown I’d wrapped round my shoulders and did a sexy lap-dance for him to some slow seductive music. His little penis grew quite hard actually! It even made me feel a little wet! I took off my bra and jiggled my fabulous DD’s right in front of Charles’ excited little face and lay on the floor. I spread my legs and masturbated until I made myself orgasm. Charles was wanking his little cock really fast and I knew he was about to spurt his load any second.

He came like I haven’t seen him cum for ages. He spurted all over me, the dirty rascal! He very quickly became floppy, so that was no use to me, I was going to fuck him too, but it takes him so long to get hard again. He did love his little Christmas treat, so I’m pleased he’s happy for now.

I’ll have to think of another little show for when he receives the dreaded Post-Christmas credit card bill!!!