Page 28 of The Facilitator, Part 3

“Yes, Lauren said the same thing. Maybe we can scare them into donating more money.”

“I might walk around with a whip.” She roared with laughter. “Anyway, I best be off.”

We said our goodbyes and I clicked off my cell.

The club had a year-long waiting list and members scrambling to join, even offering to double the membership fee.

Veronica and I had chatted about adding to the membership by another one hundred but we’d have to be super selective.

Not everyone who applied actually got in and the one or two arrogant sports stars that harassed her each month to see where they were on the list were constantly bumped down.

As promised, there was a set of accounts on my desk when I arrived at the office and I smiled. The club was proving to be one of my more profitable investments and gave Alex and I many opportunities and opened doors.

“Mary, do you want to come to a charity event with Lauren and me?” I shouted, not knowing if Lauren had already invited her.

“I’ve sent my response already,” she said. “Is this a company do?”

“A what? ”

“A company do? Didn’t you hear what I said?”

“Erm, yes, I guess so,” I replied.

“Good, you’ll give me your credit card so I can buy a frock then, won’t you?” She smiled, knowing full well that it wasn’t and I would.

“Go here, but stay in the front of the shop. The back end is all sex toys,” I said, writing the address of the store that supplied most of Lauren and Gabriella’s wardrobe, as well as items for the club.

“Sex what?”

“Sexy stuff. But don’t worry, you’ll find a lovely frock there. I’ll let them know to add whatever you buy to my account.”

She stood and walked into my office, hands on hips and looking over her glasses at me.

“Let me get this straight. You have an account at a woman’s clothes shop that also sells sex toys?”

I held her gaze and smiled. “Yes, Mary, that’s correct.” I kept my eyes wide and innocent. “Not sure if you missed it, but I happen to be married to a woman and she likes the shoes.”

She tutted and took the piece of paper. “Bet they won’t have anything my size,” she muttered, but I could see the smile she was trying to hide.

“Whatever you wear, my lovely Mary, you’ll be a stunner. I’ll have to make sure to keep the men at bay,” I said .

She chuckled and blushed a little. She picked up the handbag with the brick in it and then told me she was taking the rest of the day off to go shopping.

Of course, she dared me to challenge her and I didn’t.

I laughed as the elevator doors closed behind her.

No matter that she’d left early, I could guarantee every piece of work she had that day had been done already.

An hour later Lauren came up to see me.

“What did you do to Mary?” she asked, laughing.

“I don’t understand,” I replied.

“I just took a call from my favorite shop and she’s in there buying an outfit and some sex toys!”

“I told her to buy a dress, nothing more,” I replied, wide-eyed.

“Well, I’m guessing she’s enjoying all parts of the store,” she said. “What’s the dress code for this evening?” she asked, changing the subject.

“I’ll choose for you,” I said, swiveling my chair and patting my lap.

She walked around the desk and sat astride my thighs. “You’ll choose, huh?” she said, using that sultry voice she didn’t even know she had. My cock twitched.

I slid my hands around her hips and down over to the top of her ass. “I will, and no underwear,” I added.

“Mmm, this evening is sounding quite interesting.” She leaned forward to kiss my lips. “However, I can’t sit around here all day arousing you.” She chuckled as she slid from my lap.

“That’s a shame, because I was about to fuck you against that window,” I said, standing and slipping off my jacket.

Lauren stood staring at me. I walked to the door and closed it, turned the lock until it made a satisfying click, then opaqued the windows. She raised her eyebrows. I undid the cuffs of my shirt and slowly rolled the sleeves to my elbows. She licked her lips.

“Panties, off,” I said, lowering my voice.

“I might not want to,” she replied, challenging me. I liked that.

As I closed in on her, she took a few steps back until she was against the glass window I’d mentioned. I placed my hands on either side of her head and lowered my face to her ear.

“Then they better not be favorites,” I said.

I grabbed the sides of her skirt and raised it to her waist. She chuckled and tried to hold on to her lace panties but the material wasn’t strong enough for me not to rip through the crotch. I ran my fingers over her opening and then removed them. I licked the tips.

“You might not want to?” I whispered. “Your pussy says otherwise.”

“My pussy has a mind of its own,” she whispered back as I leaned in closer .

“Does it give me consent?” I asked.

Her voice hitched. “I don’t know,” she replied.

“I’ll ask it.”

I lowered to my knees and pushed the torn material to one side. I licked over her opening as she held my hair. She parted her legs, giving me better access. I licked and sucked until she moaned. I pulled my face back and looked up at her as I inserted two fingers.

“Yeah, I have consent,” I said, standing and chuckling.

I kissed her, letting her lick my lips and taste herself while I freed my cock.

I raised her thigh and lowered slightly.

I teased my cock over her clitoris and she moaned.

I placed her foot on the edge of my desk and I pushed into her.

She gripped the front of my shirt and I fucked her, sliding her body up and down the glass.

“Mmm, this is good,” she whispered, kissing the side of my neck, and then moaned.

She nipped at my skin and licked to my earlobe. I matched her moan with one of my own.

It wasn’t a thunderous orgasm for either of us, but it was fun, and when we both came, she collapsed against my chest laughing.

“You really need to stop doing this to me,” she said.

“Doing what?” I asked, pulling my cock from her pussy.

“Arousing me too much. ”

“Is there such a thing?”

“Yes, because now I have to sit in wet torn knickers thinking of you inside me.”

“Oh, the hardship,” I said, chuckling and giving her a wink.

I reached across my desk and handed her a box of tissues.

“Very handy,” she said.

“Apparently Mary thinks every office should have a box of tissues in it,” I added, shrugging my shoulders and having no idea behind her thoughts. “But, yes, very handy.” I tucked my cock back into my pants.

“Maybe I’ll go knicker shopping,” she said with a wink.

“Buy something really sexy,” I replied.

“You don’t think my undies are sexy enough? If you stopped tearing them I might not have to resort to my period pants.”

“Listen, baby, even your period pants wouldn’t stop me and you know that I love fucking you when you’re on. You’re so horny then!”

Her face colored and even after all this time together I could still shock her, something that I loved.

“Oh my God, I can’t believe you just said that.” Her eyes were wide and she tried super hard to not let the smile form. She bit down on her lower lip.

“You are, admit it,” I said, teasing .

“Yes, but that’s not the point. We’re not allowed to talk about period sex, we agreed.”

“No, you told me we weren’t allowed, but I don’t follow rules, generally. Now, go panty shopping, some of us have work to do,” I said. That earned me a slap across the chest and I laughed.

When Lauren had her monthlies , as she called them, she was desperate for sex.

In fairness, it did ease the cramps, so she told me, and who was I to deny her that relief?

I chuckled at the thought and wondered, if we were going to stop the treatment for a while, how long it would take for her cycle to get back to normal.

My mood lowered then. I’d had a reply from Sam to let him know what the clinic said for the next steps, our appointment was scheduled for the following day. I was nervous, not that I’d let Lauren know that, I had a bad vibe running through me.