There Once was an Ugly Duckling Pt. 01

This ones a bit longer than my usual tales, hope you enjoy.

It was Tuesday morning and Sam was walking across the car park for yet another interview. She had been out of work for nearly six months after her previous employer went bust. As if that wasn't bad enough her husband had buggered off with some floozy from his work, when Sam stopped earning. When they sold the house, barely covering their costs from when they bought it two years ago, she had moved back down south and in with her parents. Her daughter, who was away in her second year at uni in Newcastle, came back for the occasional weekend to see her and her grandparents. Sam was desperate to get her own place again, but until she started earning to pay off a mortgage or rent she was stranded. This was going to be her tenth interview and she was beginning to wonder if people just felt she was too old or frumpy for the roles. She wandered into reception and they called up for someone to come and collect her.

"I'm Helen, I'm the department HR lead. Would you like a coffee or anything before we go in?" she was asked.

"Thanks, but just a glass of water," she smiled back nervously, "my nerves are on edge enough as it is. I don't need any more caffeine!"

"You'll be fine, Chris and Amanda are pretty reasonable people, just be yourself. I'm just here to make sure they behave themselves."

Chris was getting more and more stressed out. His young deputy of more than five years, Amanda, had resigned to take a more senior role with higher pay in another company. He didn't want to lose her, but the company just couldn't match what she had been offered. He was really pleased for her as she had been a lifesaver for him many times over the last five years, she thoroughly deserved the new role. Despite her relatively young age of twenty eight, she had proved to have an incredibly mature business brain. She had started in the role fresh from University and just taken the job by the horns. Finding a replacement had proved far more difficult than it should have. He was about to start his seventh interview, so far none of them had even come close to what he needed. Five days of unsuccessful interviews was killing him. They either lacked experience, confidence or just didn't understand the role. It wasn't just his view, his soon to be ex-deputy was of the same opinion, if anything she was being even more challenging with them than he was.

"Sorry Chris," she said after the previous candidate had left, "The clients would make mincemeat of any of the ones we have seen so far. They just haven't got a clue. We might have to go back out via another agency."

"Let's see what this lady is like, her CV seems to read quite well. Being that bit older might help as well." he replied, "but then so have several of the previous ones."

There was a knock on the meeting room door and Helen prime brought Sam in. She was quite a few years older than Amanda, in her forties. She was dressed very conservatively and seemed more than a little nervous. Chris and Amanda stood up to shake hands with her and introduced themselves.

Sam was now even more nervous. Chris who looked to be in his fifties, exuded authority and control. Amanda on the other hand looked much younger but still gave an air of confidence and stylish presence.

Sam looked absolutely terrified, Chris was beginning to sense another "we'll let you know" conversation coming.

"So Sam," started Chris, "why don't you tell us a little about yourself and why you are interested in the role?"

She started to speak, but began to lose herself in a stutter.

"Take your time," Amanda said, "Chris might look quite scary but he's actually a rather good boss."

"Thank you," Sam replied, taking a sip of water. "I'm so nervous. It's just I'm losing count of the interviews I've had. My previous company went bust and when I lost my job my husband left me, as I wasn't earning anymore."

Chris smiled, "That explains the nerves, it's fine take your time. I'm sure you'll relax a bit in a few minutes. Tell us about your previous role then, that should be a bit easier."

Gradually over the next ten minutes she outlined her old job and responsibilities, it was an almost perfect match for replacing Amanda. The more they talked the more she relaxed, they even got a little laugh out of her at one point.

"So whilst I try to find a new job, I've moved back down here, moving myself back in with my parents. It's a bit of a squeeze, but they are loving looking after me. Perhaps a little too much sometimes!"

"Needs must," smiled Amanda, "had to do the same myself a couple of years ago."

"I see you have a daughter, where does she fit into this?" asked Chris.

"Oh She's a blessing! She's away at Uni right now, comes back for the occasional weekend to be spoiled by the grandparents."

Now she had relaxed a bit they were a bit more probing and challenging with their questions and Sam seemed to handle them with ease, growing in confidence in the room.

The interview wound to a close and Helen took her back to reception.

Chris looked at Amanda, "Your thoughts?"

Amanda smiled, "Seventh time lucky I reckon, she seems perfect to me. What do you think?"

"I agree, a couple of weeks working with you to come up to speed and she'll fit right in. I'll ring Helen and get her to wait in reception with Sam."

Chris made his way back to reception were Helen and Sam were waiting. Sam looked even more nervous than when she had arrived for the interview.

"here we go," she thought to herself, "That was a quick decision. Time for the 'you're not quite what we're looking for' speech."

Chris looked her in the eyes, "So I'll keep it short, Amanda and I have had a very quick chat. Subject to references etc we would like to offer you the position. You are just the person I need for the role."

Sam looked gobsmacked and close to tears. "Thank you so much. you don't know how much this means to me. I have had so many rejections!"

"Go home, have a glass of wine with your folks and celebrate." he laughed, "when can you start? I assume you want to start yesterday "

"Hang on Chris," interrupted Helen, "there are a few formalities we have to adhere to. Providing they all go through OK, would next Monday work for you both?"

They all shook hands and Chris watched as Sam almost skipped across the car park back to her car.

"Thank God for that," laughed Amanda, "perhaps you'll relax a bit now, you've been like a bear with a sore head the last week or so!"

"I'll try, I just hope she lives up to her talk."

The following Monday, Sam nervously made her way into the office for her first day of the new job. As she sat in reception she smiled as Amanda came through to collect her.

"Chris is away for a couple of days with a client, then he is on leave for a week or so." she explained, "so it's just us girlies for a while."

She then gave Sam a guided tour of the building and introduced her to the main contacts she would be working with.

"Now the most important part," laughed Amanda, "the coffee room! For office coffee it's pretty good and there's a subsidised canteen in the other building."

Amanda sorted them both coffees and headed back to their desks, showing Sam to her new home.

"There's an envelope there with all you logins etc, but let's just go have a chat first."

She led Sam through to a small huddle room with some comfy chairs.

"Are you starting to relax a little bit now?" asked Amanda, "I know Chris has now he has someone to fill my shoes. We both felt you were the perfect fit, once you calmed down in the interview. By far the best candidate we had interviewed."

"I'm still a little nervous, everyone here seems so young. I was beginning to think I was too old for this line of work."

Amanda laughed, "don't be daft. There are a few older folks around, including Chris. But a lot of folks here are relatively new in the industry either looking to learn their trade then move on to other roles in the company or higher roles elsewhere. I've been here over ten years and it's a great place to work, quite relaxed. But I needed to step out from under Chris shadow and find my own path. He's happy in his role, not climbing the corporate ladder and not looking to retire just yet. He is a great boss, if you support him he will back you to the hilt whatever happens. So tell me a little more about you."

"Well all you youngsters make me feel ancient, but I've been around this industry for too many years. Came back to work when my daughter was settled in secondary school and loved it. Unlike my ex."

"Really?" asked Amanda, "not the supportive type then?"

Sam snorted, "more the paranoid jealous type. Thought I was having an affair with every one at work. Wouldn't let me wear make up, chose my clothes for me. I only now realise what a controlling sod he was."

Amanda reached over and took Sam's hand. "I suspected as much, my ex boyfriend was abusive till I finally found the courage to kick him out four years ago. Now I am living the life and enjoying myself. I get to go out and have fun with colleagues or friends from home. It's like I am a whole new person. If some of the folks here knew what I get up to their toes would curl!"

"Oh I would love the chance of a night out!" laughed Sam, "Mum and Dad are great company but I feel the need to let loose a little now I'm properly single."

"Right that's sorted then, you're coming out with us all next Friday. It's one of the guys birthdays so we're all heading into town for a meal and then onto a club to go dancing. It will be a total mix of ages, so don't worry about that. Be chance to get to know a few folks. "

"OK I guess that's a good idea, but I know I'll look like the ugly duckling with what I have to wear compared to you youngsters!

They spent the rest of the day going over the highlights of the job and what it entailed, checking Sam's logins and everything worked. In the background Amanda was chatting to Chris via text.

"Sam needs a bit of a lift." she started then went on to explain about her home situation more and the controlling ex.

"I've invited her out next Friday with us all, but she feels really dowdy compared to everyone here. I want to take her shopping but I know she doesn't have any money to spend till the end of the month."

"Let me have a chat with HR. I know one of the other managers arranged a salary advance, paid back over several months last year. Be good if she can come to work looking a bit more professional."

"Chris if you can sort that she'll walk over hot coals for you!"

The next couple of days were heavy going for Sam, as she tried to take in all the different aspects of her new role. It was much the same as her last job, but getting to know the people and systems was going to be tough she knew. She was also getting more and more self conscious about her clothes and her age. Although a few of them had now started to jokingly call her their work Mum, which actually felt quite good. She was starting to see things and help people out with her years of experience.

It was now late on Thursday and Sam was sitting with Amanda having a catch up in the huddle room again.

"So how are you finding it?"

"It's hard going, but I am starting to feel happier with the role itself, the people are just so friendly."

"They've said the same about you, especially the ones you've offered some insight to on how they can improve things. You are going to be a real asset to the team and Chris."

"I'm so glad, I do feel right at home here already. I just wish I didn't feel such an old maid. I can't wait for payday so I can update my wardrobe!"

"Well on that note, have a look at this." said Amanda as she handed Sam a letter.

Sam read the letter and nearly burst into tears. "Is this real?"

"As I understand it, on the basis of how well you are fitting into the role and moving things forwards, Chris has arranged for a months salary advance. It will be paid back in small instalments over the next six months, unless you leave of course."

"God I am going to hug that man when I see him next!"

"So on that note, there is a change of plan tomorrow if you want. How do you fancy a girly shopping day?"

"Seriously?" gasped Sam.

"Yep. Tomorrow get yourself to my place for ten o'clock, it's a fifteen minute walk from here. We'll have a bit of fizz then go shopping in town, a ladies lunch, more shopping and back home."

"I can't wait!"

As she knew she might have a few drinks, Sam got the train into town Friday morning and made her way to Amanda's house. It was a very warm morning and she was beginning to regret her clothing choice by the time she got to Amanda's house. She knocked on the door and waited. When she didn't get a reply she knocked again a little harder this time. Then she heard someone coming down the stairs. The door opened to reveal a bleary looking Amanda in a silk dressing gown.

"Oh God, I am so sorry," giggled Amanda, "had a few drinks out with friends last night and overslept. Come on in and I'll pour you that fizz whilst I shower and dress!"

"Oh just an orange juice or something for now," said Sam, "it's so hot outside I'm over heating."

"OK orange juice and fizz it is then," laughed Amanda, "no wonder you're overheating in all that lot. Look you're about my size, let's see if we can find you something more suitable for the weather in my wardrobes."

She poured them both two very generous drinks and dragged Sam upstairs.

Sam's eyes opened wide when she saw the photo's of Amanda in various sets of lingerie and erotic poses around her bedroom walls.

"Oops, should have warned you!" giggled Amanda, "A friend took them for me about a year after I kicked his nibs out. Kept telling me how sexy I looked now I was single and not trying to cover up bruises and marks. They were right so I framed them and keep them up to remind me."

"Well you look very sexy in them I have to admit. Not sure I could let a man take photo's of me like that!"

Amanda giggled, "It wasn't a man, it was one of the ladies from work, but I won't say who. Not yet anyway."

She looked Sam up and down, then selected a number of outfits from her wardrobe. She went across to the spare room and laid them on the bed.

"Sorry about the baby wallpaper, I've just not got round to decorating this room, since I moved in. Right, try some of those on whilst I have a shower."

Sam held the different outfits up against herself in the bedroom. No matter how she tried though she couldn't muster the courage to undress and try anything on. All she could hear was her ex's voice telling her she would look like a slut. She knocked back the rest of her fizz and sat on the bed, her head in her hands almost crying. A few minutes later Amanda appeared in the doorway, a towel around her wet hair and the silk robe loosely tied around her waist.

"OK," said Amanda as she sat down beside Sam, putting her arm around her shoulders and hugging her, "Am I right you can still hear his voice telling you what not to wear?"

"Yes," sobbed Sam, "It's like he is stood right there!"

"Well he is in for a shock then!" giggled Amanda, as she stood up. She undid the robe and threw it on the bed, standing their in just a very sexy bra and panties. "He wouldn't like these for a start would he!"

Amanda burst out laughing, "God no, not on me anyway!"

"Well it's just us girls here, so get those clothes off and see what we have got to work with. I'll go and get the bottles to refill our glasses!"

Sam blushed, but something made her want to do as Amanda asked, even though she knew her undies were no match for Amanda's.

Amanda came back into the room clutching the bottles. She refilled both their glasses and handed one to Sam.

"Right get those hands away from your body so I can see you!"

Blushing Sam did as she was told and took another gulp of the fizz, sending a little shiver through her as the alcohol started to kick in.

"Your ex was a bloody fool!" gasped Amanda, "you have an incredible figure! Do you work out or something?"

Sam burst out laughing, "Fuck no, I could never have the guts to go to a gym class! But I have been doing an online yoga thing for about three months, to help with the anxiety."

"Well I might just have to start doing it myself!" laughed Amanda, "you look incredible! I would never have guessed what was hiding under those frumpy clothes. But first item on this afternoons list is some new underwear! Not only is what you're wearing pretty dull and boring, they are totally the wrong size for you."

Sam couldn't help laughing and started to feel really relaxed in Amanda's company. For some reason she couldn't help herself and stood up to give Amanda a hug, even though she was still in just her undies.

"Thank you so much for this, you are making feel like a new woman already!"

"Well don't hug me too much or I might be tempted to feel a new woman as well," laughed Amanda, "at least a new one for this week!"

Sam jumped back blushing, "Oh I didn't realise," she gasped, "that was so rude of me!"

Amanda laughed then pulled Sam back towards her, holding her at arms length. "I'm not gay, but I do swim for both sides if you know what I mean. So a sexy figure like yours is very tempting, far more tempting than I was expecting!"

Sam blushed and looked deep into Amanda's eyes. "Do you really mean that? You're not just being nice to me?"

Amanda leaned forwards and placed her lips to Sam's mouth, kissing her gently. "Does that answer your question?"

Sam's mind was in a whirl, this was the last thing she had expected when she left home that morning. But one of her oldest fantasies was on the verge of coming to life right here and now. Mustering every inch of courage she possessed, she took Amanda's chin in her hand and leaned in to kiss her, probing her mouth with her tongue. Her other hand slipped around behind Amanda's neck and held her close, dragging the kiss out for several seconds, her tongue fencing with Amanda's.

"I've always wanted to try that." she moaned breathlessly. "just never had anyone I could trust to try it with."

Amanda pulled Sam in tightly and kissed her even more aggressively, her hands running up and down Sam's body. She ran her fingers over the front of Sam's bra, teasing her nipples, drawing a shudder of arousal.

"You are a dark horse aren't you. We can stop right now and go shopping, or I can carry on if you want?"

"Don't you dare bloody stop! I nearly came when you touched my nipples!" laughed Sam, "But can we go back into your bedroom, it feels weird in here."

Amanda took Sam's hand and led her back into her own bedroom and steered her back towards the bed. As Sam's calves touched the end of the bed she found herself falling backwards as Amanda climbed onto the bed over her. Amanda knelt astride Sam's stomach and reached behind her back to undo Sam's bra, throwing it towards the bin next to her bed.

"You are never wearing that again!"

She then removed her own bra and laid down on top of Sam, pulling her into a deep kiss, as their bare breasts rubbed together. Sam had never felt so sexy and alive as she did right now. Taking her courage in her hands she scooted down the bed under Amanda and started to kiss and nibble on her nipples, drawing moans of pleasure from her new friend.

"You sure you've never done this before!" gasped Amanda, "cause it feels bloody amazing!"

"There was a lady at my old office I thought might be into it, but could never muster the courage. She always used to give me a strange look in the coffee room."

"That look my dear was lust!" sniggered Amanda as she wriggled down the bed and onto her knees at the end of it. She grabbed the waistband of Sam's knickers and pulled then down swiftly. "Those are going in the bin as well!"

Then she moved herself between Sam's thighs and opened them wide. Sam tried to cover her exposed pussy with her hands but Amanda took hold of them.

"Are we going to fight over this?" she said sternly to Sam.

"I've never had anyone kiss me down there, it's all hairy and messy!"

Sam continued to struggle to cover her pussy.

"Right I've had enough of this!" cried Amanda and leaped up onto the bed. She took both Sam's hands in hers and lifted them above her head. Before Sam knew what had happened he wrists were secured in a pair of soft leather cuffs hidden under Amanda's pillows.

"If you want me to stop and release you, just shout Red as loud as you can."

Then quick as a shot she was back down the bed, Sam's thighs lifted over her shoulders as she buried her tongue deep into Sam's pussy.

"Oh my Goooodddddd!" screamed Sam, "what are you doing to me! That feels amazing! I think I'm cooooommmmiiiinnngggg!"

Sam's hips lifted and thrust from the bed, as her legs wrapped around Amanda's head. Finally she came back down to earth, gasping for air.

"Thank fuck for that!" laughed Amanda, "I thought you were going to suffocate me down there! Now that first one is out of the way let me take my time."

Amanda made her way back round the bed and opened one of her bedside drawers taking something from it. She then moved back between Sam's open thighs and started to run her tongue up and down Sam's wet pussy lips, flicking at the sensitive nub of her clitoris.

"Oh God that feels so goooood!" Sam moaned, "why did I never know sex should be this enjoyable!"

"Oh this is nothing!" giggled Amanda, "wait till I introduce you to some of my men friends, they are going to love you!"

Then Amanda placed the tip of the vibrator she had taken from her drawer up to the entrance to Sam's pussy and switched it on.

"Fuuuuuccckkkk!" screamed Sam, "what the shit is that! What are you doing to me!"

Sam's whole body was shaking with arousal, her brain was turning to mush and she could no longer talk sense. Amanda eased the vibrator in and out of Sam's wet hole, then up against her clit before sliding it down into the depths of her pussy once more. Sam was thrashing on the bed, her legs held in place by Amanda's shoulders. Only this time every time Sam started to reach the point of coming, Amanda would stop and step back, until she had calmed down a little, before starting all over again.

"Fuuccckiinnng heeeelllllll!" groaned Sam, "please please stop teasing, let me come! I can't take any more of this!"

"You want me to stop, is that what you said?""

"No I fucking didn't, you know I didn't!" Sam moaned, "just let me come please!"

"You asked for it!" laughed Amanda. As she spoke she lipped the tip of the vibrator out of Sam's pussy and down along her perineum. Then placed the tip at the tight brown star of her bottom, before turning it up to full power as she slowly and gently eased it inside.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" gasped Sam as her body seemed to explode into one massive orgasm after another until she blacked out briefly.

She came to with Amanda cuddling her and undoing the cuffs from her wrists. Amanda pulled her in tight, gently kissing her face and lips, stroking her back.

"Something tells me that was long overdue!" whispered Amanda as she looked into Sam's eyes.

"Just a bit, like twenty odd years overdue!" gasped Sam, "why are you being so nice to me?"

"For three reasons. One you are an incredibly sexy looking lady. Two, I like you, I like you a lot and I hope we can stay friends like this when I leave the company. Finally three, about five years ago I was just like you are now. I'd been trapped, mistreated, bullied and ignored. Then I met someone who changed all that and brought me out into the big wide world. I left my evil dickhead of a boyfriend and turned into the butterfly you see now. You are my duckling, one that I am going to help turn into the most beautiful and elegant sexy swan. Then I am going to help you find out what sex is really all about, if you want to that is?"

Sam burst into tears, "I've never had someone want to do something for me since the day I married, I feel like I am in a dream and any minute I'll wake up back with him."

Amanda held her even tighter, "He, is a thing of the past and will never be mentioned again. This is about going forwards, enjoying yourself, enjoying life with your daughter."

"But yes, I do want to find out what I have been missing all these years!"

With that the two of them dozed off in each others arms, sleeping until a delivery driver knocked on the door at twelve o'clock.

Amanda jumped out of bed, threw on her kimono robe and dashed downstairs to answer the door. The poor bloke at the door nearly got an eyeful as she tried to hold her robe shut as she took the parcel and signed.

She was laughing like mad as she stumbled back upstairs to the bedroom.

"Will I think I just made his week!" laughed Amanda. "If this is what I think it is, it's perfect timing."

Sam looked at her confused. "I could never have answered the door like that!" she sniggered, "well not before today anyway!"

"That's my girl!" smiled Amanda. "Right lets get showered, and this time get dressed so we can do that shopping!"

After Amanda had finished in the shower, Sam stepped under the hot water trying to get her head round what had happened in the last two hours. Her whole body felt alive as she washed the sweat and sex from her skin, every inch tingling as she touched it.

"This job is going to be the best thing that ever happened to me!" she smiled to herself.

"Right come on you, get out of that shower and get dressed, I've put some clothes out for you. The undies are brand new and should fit you just right, from what I felt earlier!" laughed Amanda from the bathroom doorway. "We're running late, so I've got a taxi picking us up in twenty minutes. So get a move on!"

Wrapping herself in a towel Sam stepped out of the bathroom and looked down at the bed, there was a lovely pale blue summer dress that buttoned all the way down. Next to it was a brand new set of very nice looking bra and panties in an almost identical blue.

"I can't wear these!" she called down the stairs, "they are too expensive and far too bloody sexy!"

"Your choice," laughed Amanda, "it's those or nothing as your old undies are already in the bin with the rest of the clothes you wore here today. You can buy me a replacement set later."

"Bitch!" laughed Sam down the stairs. She quickly slipped on the silky undies, the first time she had ever worn a thong. The bra fitted perfectly, the lacy cups only just covering her nipples, far more daring than anything she had ever worn in her life. She slipped the dress over her head and dashed downstairs. Amanda was waiting in a similar button up dress, but hers was white and as she light caught it you could just make out the pastel peach panties she was wearing. Then Sam put her hand to her mouth as she realised she could also see Amanda's nipples through the dress as she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Thought I would do a bit of teasing whilst we're out." laughed Amanda. "Right come on the car's waiting."

Half an hour later they were wandering around the new shopping centre.

"Where do I start Amanda?" groaned Sam, "I've never been shopping like this."

"It's simple, we start on the inside and work out," giggled Amanda, "so first up lets get you measured properly and start with undies."

Sam was soon trying to steady her mind as she browsed the rails in a specialist lingerie shop, whilst Amanda spoke to one of the assistants.

"Sam is it?" asked the assistant as she approached. "How about we find a dressing room and get you measured properly. Your friend here says you are looking to start afresh?"

Sam stuttered as she responded nervously, "Yes, my ex used to choose all my underwear before, I just want to feel more feminine and a bit sexier."

"Well I can promise you will definitely be feeling that when we're finished."

Sam found herself stripped to her undies in the changing room whilst the assistant took all her measurements. She couldn't help but feel turned on every time the lady touched her skin, which felt like a lot more often than was necessary.

She spent the next hour trying on a selection of bra's, panties, suspender belts, basques and corsets. Her ex would have burst into flames if he saw half of what she was buying.

"God why do I feel so sexy and naughty trying all this on?" Sam thought to herself.

Before she knew it they were out of the shop and heading round the centre.

"Next stop somewheres for some sexy but less expensive, everyday lingerie." announced Amanda. "We can also look at the top layer items whilst we're there."

Amanda took her round multiple shops buying dresses, skirts, blouses, jackets, trouser suits. Some purely smart functional business outfits, others were slightly more sexy work attire. Then there were multiple outfits for going out in, some smart and sensible, others that were far more daring than she would ever have considered wearing before. Every outfit made her feel like she was a totally different person to the one who had arrived at Amanda's house that morning.

Eventually they found themselves sitting in a wine bar, sipping on cold pinot as they laughed about the day.

"There are some of those outfits you suggested for work, I don't think I could get away with?" giggled Sam.

Amanda smiled, "Don't worry, I've done you a list of what sort of outfits to wear for which of the customers you're meeting. You'll have them eating out of the palm of your hand. Then each pay day and whenever you get a bonus you can treat yourself to more clothes. You know what you look good in now! But before we finish I have one last surprise for you."

She led Sam back along the street to a very posh looking hairdressers.

"This one is on Chris and me," she said as she took her inside. "Let them guide you in what looks good for you. I'll be sat just here if you want my opinion."

An hour later Sam's hair was transformed, from the straggly mousy look to beautifully shaped long tresses of hair.

"Right we've done the top, now for the bottom." laughed the stylist.

Sam looked confused, then back over her shoulder to Amanda. She walked up to the chair, and leaned in to whisper in Sam's ear.

"I'm paying them to do what ever you want style wise down below. Believe me you will feel so damn sexy when they finish."

The stylist took her into a back room at the salon, suggesting she either removed her dress or just lifted it clear of the area in question. Then she got out her phone and showed Sam a number of pictures on her phone to give her some options to consider. Still trying to get her head round the idea she chose a smooth look, with just a little heart shaped area of hair above her pussy.

Sam stood in the room and considered her options, then unbuttoned the dress and slipped it from her shoulders.

"Wow!" gasped the stylist. "You look stunning! Much nicer than some of the ladies I have to work on."

Sam blushed and slipped down the skimpy panties she was wearing, before laying back in the chair. She couldn't help but shiver as the stylist went to work with scissors to trim everything up. The waxing strips were applied and she nearly screamed out loud as they were removed, exposing the smooth flesh of her pussy and lips for the first time since she was a kid. Then she almost had a mini orgasm as the lady lathered up her pussy before starting with the razor to shape the hairs above her pussy.

"Oh that is gorgeous!" the stylist exclaimed, "one of the nicest I have worked on!" She held a mirror in front of Sam's pussy so she could have a proper look at the results.

"Oh my," gasped Sam, "that looks beautiful! Thank you so much!"

As Sam got dress again, the stylist handed her a card. "Give me a call when it needs tidying up, I do home visits for my favourite clients." she said with a wink.

Leaving the salon the two of them grabbed a cab back to drop Amanda at her place, then take Sam home to her parents. She let herself in, to find a note on the dining room table.

"We are so proud of how you have got the job at last. We know you are off out tonight with colleagues, so we have popped down to the coast for the weekend to see your aunty. Enjoy a little well earned freedom. See you Sunday night."

Sam nearly burst into tears when she read the note. She headed straight upstairs to hang up her new outfits and replace all her underwear. As she unpacked the bag of lingerie she found a little card.

"Hope you enjoy wearing your new purchases. You looked amazing in all of them, if you ever fancy catching up for a drink here's my number. D."

Sam couldn't help but giggle, until this morning she had never seen herself as attractive, now she had been hit on by two different women in one day! She tucked the card in her purse. After hanging up her chosen outfit for the evening and laying her undies out on the bed, she headed into the bathroom for a long soak in the bath with a glass of chilled wine. As she lay back in the foam she let her mind wander, trying to work out where her life was going after today. From the downtrodden, controlled, woman she had been to the new exuberant and happy Sam she had become today seemed a huge leap. After years of stress and pressure, she suddenly felt relaxed and most of all free to do what she wanted. Her phone alarm on the side of the bath went off to remind her it was time to get out and dressed.

Having towelled herself dry and lotioned her body, she put on the lingerie set she was wearing for the evening. A lacy, almost see through, bra, tiny thong panties, suspender belt all in powder blue and white stockings rolled up her legs.

Suddenly the door to her bedroom flew open and her daughter appeared in the doorway.

"Hi Mum home for the weekend. Thought we could pop out to celebrate you starting......... What the fuck!" she gasped, "what have you done with my Mum!"

Sam blushed furiously as her daughter looked her up and down.

"Bloody hell Mum, you look hot as fuck! Who is the lucky guy? Where did this come from?"

Sam laughed and began to explain some, but not all, about the salary advance and her shopping day with Amanda.

"She convinced me to get a completely new wardrobe and dress how I want after all these years. I feel amazing! Now get out so I can finish dressing!"

She pulled on the knee length zip up leather skirt and semi sheer white blouse then headed down to the kitchen to meet her daughter.

"Fuck Mum, you're going to be fighting the blokes off tonight!" she laughed. "I'm going to have to up my game, if I join you! You don't mind me coming do you?"

"God no! I'd appreciate the support Sarah! I've only met a handful of them in the office!"

Half an hour later Sarah came downstairs in skintight leather trousers and a tight top. "I would never have worn this around you before Mum," she muttered, "but I think I feel more comfortable seeing what you are wearing!"

Sam burst out laughing and pulled Sarah into a big hug. "If only his lordship could see the two of us now!"

"He's have a bloody coronary!" giggled Sarah. "By the way where are Nan and Grandad?"

"Oh they've gone down to see Aunty Jane, for the weekend, Said it might give me a bit of freedom."

Sarah laughed, "well keep the noise down in your room if you do get lucky!"

Sam blushed and playfully spanked her daughter, "cheeky mare! Chance would be a fine thing!"

Minutes later they were heading into the town centre.

They headed into the bar, one Sam had never been to in the past. It had a nice fun vibe and really eclectic mix of people of all ages. Sarah steered her Mum to the bar.

"Lets get ourselves a drink then go and find your friends. before you attract too much attention!"

Sam was shocked at the amount of attention she was getting from people in the bar, male and female. It was something she just wasn't used to.

"Why do people keep looking at me?" she whispered to Sarah, "it's wierd."

"It's only weird because you're not used to people finding you attractive. People are looking because they like what they see. I told you, you look hot! That redundancy was a blessing in disguise!"

They threaded their way through the bar, finally finding Amanda and her work colleagues at the back of the bar sharing a small group of tables.

Amanda stood up, grinning from ear to ear, then pulled Sam in for a big hug.

"You look amazing darling! I can't get over the transformation!" she whispered in her ear. "Who is your friend?"

Sam giggled, "Amanda meet my daughter Sarah. Sarah this is Amanda I was telling you about."

Now it was Amanda's turn to blush, "Not too much I hope!"

Sarah stepped forward and hugged Amanda, "thank you for whatever you have done to my Mum. I have never seen her look so good and happy!"

Everyone at the table congratulated her on her new look, saying how it had taken years off her.

Sarah soon found herself in amongst the younger group of colleagues, chatting away as if they were old friends. Sam smiled to see her daughter so relaxed and comfortable, Uni was doing her the power of good. She slipped in amongst some of her older colleagues and was soon catching up on all the work and social gossip. They made her feel like she had been working there years. Soon the ladies were all up dancing around on the dance floor like lunatics. It wasn't long before they found themselves being surrounded by the various single males in the bar, and they all enjoyed a good flirt with them, before heading back tot their table giggling like school girls over the men.

"Damn if only I wasn't married!", "Oh to be young again!", "Damn I do love an older man!" were just a few of the comments as the drinks flowed and they all got more tipsy.

The next time Sam nipped to the loo, she reached down and undid the zip in her skirt, until it was just above her stocking tops. When she got back on the dance floor with the girls, she was now flashing a glimpse of thigh above her stockings just about every time she moved. Then she realised Sarah and Amanda were now dancing beside her.

"Damn Mum," giggled Sarah, "I've never seen you like this! It's so good to see!"

"I'm beginning to worry about what I might have started!" laughed Amanda, "who knew this hot fox was hiding in there when we met last week!"

Sam just blushed and laughed. She finally felt at home in herself and happy.

As the evening wore on, a slightly tipsy Sam noticed Sarah dancing up very close with one of the lads from her work. Then she felt a hand on her waist and she spun round, to be greeted by the sight of a good looking, well built younger guy. Something sparked in her brain and she turned away again, then backed up to the stranger, wiggling her bum against his groin. His hands gripped her waist more firmly and he moved in synch with her body. She was loving the smell of his aftershave now he was closer.

"You smell divine!" he whispered in her ear, "and look stunning, those legs are to die for!"

"You don't smell so bad yourself," giggled Sam as she looked back over her shoulder, "you a stockings man then?"

"Bloody love 'em!" he growled in her ear, "especially when worn with sussies like you are! I half expected a slap when you turned round like that. I was just trying to get your attention."

"Well you got it," she laughed, "and you didn't look like a filthy old perv so I held back on the slap!"

Her arousal was building as she danced back against this stranger. She wanted more, reaching down she grabbed the hands holding her hips and lifted them up onto her breasts. She could see Sarah dancing with her colleague a few feet away, looking over his shoulder and smiling. Sarah giggled and gave her Mum a big thumbs up.

"Bloody hell you don't hang around do you!" laughed her new friend. "I'm Dave by the way."

"I'm Sam," she replied, "hubby left me six months ago and I haven't had a decent shag since. He was a bit of a bastard, controlling and I lost all my confidence. Some friends have helped me get some back and come out tonight."

As she spoke Dave's hands slid down the front of her blouse and pulled it out from the waist of her skirt. Then they slid up under the blouse and caressed her breasts and nipples through the flimsy lace of her bra.

"Fuck!" she gasped, "do you know what that's doing to me!"

"Well judging by these," he breathed in her ear, as he squeezed her painfully hard nipples, "I'd say you were getting turned on!"

Her hand slipped behind her and ran across the front of his trousers, "So are you by the feel of this! Do you live close by?"

He laughed in her ear, "Five minute walk to the apartments by the river. Shall we see if we can boost that confidence of yours even more back there?"

"Give me two minutes, be right back."

She headed back to the table where she found Sarah deep in a long make out with one of the lads from the office. She tapped her on the shoulder.

"I'm heading off with Dave over there, he seems OK enough. got an apartment down by the river. I'll see you tomorrow."

Sarah reached into her bag, "take this just in case he isn't as nice as you think." She handed Sam a can of spray, "just point and squirt! I've got your phone on tracker as well, just in case."

She headed round the table to find Amanda, "thanks for the invite. I'm heading off with my new 'friend' over there. See you on Monday."

Amanda pulled her in for a hug, "have a bloody good night and make the most of his young stamina!"

"Oh I intend to!" laughed Sam.

Sam headed back across the club to find Dave, taking his hand she led him out the door of the bar. He took the hint and led her off down the road towards the river and his apartment. Entering the door code he led her up the stairs to his floor and unlocked the door to the apartment.

"Bloody hell," gasped Sam, "this is a bit swish! What are you a drug dealer or something?"

Dave laughed loudly, "nope it's a short term rent, I'm only here for a couple of weeks on a consulting job. The client is footing the bill, so I upgraded a bit from a hotel. It actually works out cheaper for them and I get a bit of comfort."

Sam then explained about living back at home with her folks and daughter after her ex walked out and how she was getting back on her feet with the new job.

"Want a drink?" Dave asked.

"Think I might have had a bit too much already to be honest." she giggled. "How about some music."

He called out to a speaker to play his quiet list, and the soft voice came from the speaker.

"Blimey that's going back a bit," said Sam.

"My folks listen to her stuff all the time, I love it."

Sam reached for her phone, sending her daughter a text message, "Everything fine. See you in morning, Have fun with Alan."

As he spoke he pulled her into his arms and they began to dance together, slow and sensual. Her hands reached up to undo the buttons on his shirt, as his reached behind her to undo the waistband of her skirt, letting it pool around her feet. She undid her blouse and slipped it from her arms, leaving her stood there in her new lacy lingerie. He had now lost his shirt, revealing a hair muscular chest.

"Fuck me!" he groaned, "you look even hotter than you did in the club! That set is stunning!"

"Thank you," she moaned, "first time I have worn it. Glad you like."

He pulled her in close again, running his hands up and down her silk clad body. Then Sam stopped and dropped to her knees, undoing his belt and the zip on his trousers, pulling them down his legs. She could see his hard cock outlined by the tight shorts he was wearing beneath.

"Fuck that looks even bigger than it felt!" she gasped to herself. nervously she pulled down his shorts as he kicked off his shoes and trousers. His cock sprang clear and she took it in her hands. Slowly she stroked it up and down, savouring the feel of her first real cock in six months. She slid her lips over the top, the taste sending a huge shiver through her body. She drove her lips lower and lower, taking in as much as she could, before coming back for air.

"You keep that up and I won't be able to hold on!" Dave gasped. "I thought you were out of practice!"

"I don't want you to hold on! I do keep in practice, but on my toys not the real thing. I want your come in my mouth!" she moaned. She drove her lips back down his cock, until she finally felt the hair around the base tickling her nose. She came back for air again, then repeated. It only took a couple of minutes before she heard him groaning and felt his balls start to clench in her hands. Knowing what was coming she locked her lips around the tip of his cock as he came. He groaned obscenities out loud as his come spurted deep into her mouth, flooding it as she tried to swallow it all. Finally she looked back up at him grinning, scooping the come leaking from her mouth back into her lips.

"You taste delicious!" she giggled, "I've always wanted to do that. But my ex wouldn't let me, said it was sluttty."

"It was bloody heaven!" gasped Dave as he slumped back on to the sofa, pulling her up beside him.

As he caught his breath, he pulled Sam to the edge of the sofa. He dropped back onto the floor, parting her legs as he knelt between them.

"Lets get rid of these shall we, before I rip them off!" he cried, as he slowly pulled her skimpy thong down her legs and threw them to one side.

He slowly slid down her body, kissing and nibbling all the way, drawing moans and groans of pleasure from Sam as he went. Then he reached her newly shaved pussy.

"Oh this looks beautiful!" he breathed, "and so wet!"

He slowly slid his tongue along the wet folds of her pussy, watching as her lips opened even more. He dipped his tongue inside, wriggling it to get even more juice into his mouth, then flicked it up over her clit.

"Fuuuuccckkkkk!" gasped Sam, as she she held his head against her pussy with her hands. "Don't stop! That feels so bloody goooood!"

"Your wish is my command," laughed Dave as he went back to work with his tongue and fingers, licking probing, pulling teasing. Taking Sam closer and closer to orgasm, then stopping just short.

"You bastard!" she screamed loudly, "I said don't stop! You're being cruel now, just let me come!"

His tongue ran up and down her wet lips, his teeth nibbling on them gently. He could sense her orgasm building once more, only this time he wasn't going to stop. He pushed her thighs further apart, fully exposing her nether regions to his gaze. He eased two fingers into her pussy, working them back and forth, then he went back in with his tongue. As Sam gasped for air, he then took the juice covered fingers and slowly eased one into her backdoor.

"What the fuuucckkkk!" she screamed as it triggered the biggest orgasm she had experienced yet. "You kinky bastard!"

He worked the second finger in and eased them in and out, stretching the tight hole as he continued licking her pussy.

"Oh Goddddddd!" she screamed as she came again, pushing his head away as her pussy was now just too sensitive to touch.

She slumped back onto the sofa, desperately trying to catch her breath. Her whole body was trembling as it tried to come back down to normal levels.

"What the bloody hell have you done to me Dave!" she moaned, "No bloke has ever made me come like that!"

Dave laughed, "I had a good teacher! I mean that literally, after I finished my A levels and left school I bumped into my old maths teacher on a night out. She was always the hottest teacher in school and she had recently divorced. We ended up having a fling on and off for a couple of years whilst I was at Uni. Anyway what do you mean with the 'no bloke', do you swing both ways then?"

Now it was Sam's turn to laugh, "I have been known to play for the other side occasionally, and at least once very recently. She managed to remind me sex can be enjoyable and fun!"

Dave nipped to the kitchen and came back with two glasses of iced water, handing one to Sam.

"Don't know about you but I am gasping!" he smiled.

Sam nearly downed her glass in one, then looked across at Dave, running her fingers over his cock. "Is he ready for another round yet?"

"I think he could be with the right inspiration."

"Can we go somewhere more comfortable then, because this sofa is killing my back!" Sam laughed.

She followed him through to his bedroom. She stood in the big window looking over the town, ignoring the fact that she was wearing just her underwear. She heard a click and looked round to see Dave playing with his phone.

"Take some more and send them to me," she asked, "but please don't post them anywhere. I know where to find you if they do pop up."

He took a dozen more party sexy pictures of her posing in the big window, the lights of the town as her backdrop. It was getting Sam aroused once more and from the look of Dave's cock it was having the same effect on him.

She walked over towards him, pushing him back down onto the bed. He wriggled back up further up the bed, as Sam climbed astride him. She took his hardening cock in her hands, sliding the tip back and forth along the wet lips of her pussy. Then slowly eased down onto him, feeling every millimetre of his hard flesh as it filled her pussy.

"Oh God that feels so good!" she groaned, "so much better than a plastic one! Please be gentle, I haven't been fucked properly in a long while!"

Dave reached up and started to play with her nipples through her flimsy bra, before she undid it and threw it away. She leaned forwards and he was able to take her nipples into his mouth, nibbling gently on them.

"Oh fuck, they are so sensitive!" she gasped, "maybe you don't need to be too gentle with them!"

Sam started to flex her hips, driving the hard cock in her pussy back and forth along the walls of flesh. It had been so long she could feel every movement. Slowly she sat up and started to bounce up and down, increasing the speed and force of her movement, driving him harder and deeper inside her.

"Oh shit," she groaned, "I so fucking needed this! I want you deep in me!"

Dave just moaned, "You are so bloody tight, it's like fucking a virgin! Feels incredible!"

Then he flipped her off his hips and pulled her over onto all fours. Kneeling behind her he eased his cock back into her pussy, feeling it clench with every twitch of his hips. Sam started thrusting back violently against him.

"I thought you wanted me to be gentle!" he breathed in her ear as he leaned over her.

"Fuck that!" she cried out, "just fuck me hard!"

Dave gripped her hips and started to drive his cock in and out, pushing her further up the bed with each thrust. Then he started to spank her bum, alternating on each cheek with every thrust.

"Yes, yes!" she screamed, "spank me, treat me like your slut!"

He gathered some of the juices running off his cock and spread them over his fingers. Pulling back so only the tip of his cock was in her pussy, he stopped moving, Holding her hip firmly with his left hand, he started to ease tow of his fingers into her winking brown hole.

"Oh Christ!" she moaned, "why does that feel so good! Stretch it wider!"

He added a third finger and started easing them back and forth in the tight brown ring of muscle.

"Oh yes," she gasped, "please fuck my arse! I want your big fat cock in there now!"

Dave pulled back from her pussy and placed the tip of his cock at the tight ring. Slowly he eased it in, feeling it stretch around his cock.

"Stop!" cried Sam, "just a second, let me get used to it!"

He started to ease back, but then as she slowly eased back forwards in to her bum, Sam just slammed her hips back.

"Oh fuuuuucckiiiiiinnnnggg hellllll!" she screamed loudly, "this is so so wrong, but it feels so bloody good!"

Dave started to drive back and forth pulling Sam's hips back into his groin.

"I am going to come any second!" he gasped.

"Come in my arse" she groaned. "Flood it with your come!"

As she felt the jets of come start pumping into her bowels, Sam cried out as another climax ripped through her body. The two of them collapsed onto the bed, absolutely drained.

"Well that wasn't quite what I had in mind when I came out for drinks tonight," giggled Sam, "but I am so glad it happened!"

"Glad I could be of assistance," laughed Dave, "but you have fucked me out! I can't move!"

He reached over to the light switch by the bed, turning it off. "Let's just go to sleep for a bit shall we?"

With that the two of them fell into an exhausted but very satisfied deep sleep.

The two of them woke to the early morning sun streaming through the windows of the apartment. Both of them spread out across the big queen sized bed in the bedroom. Sam still wearing her stockings and suspenders, although the latter now had a few ladders in them.

"Christ," moaned Dave as he surfaced, "that was some night. I haven't had sex like that in a bloody long time!"

Sam laughed, "I was making up for a lot of lost time. It was just so enjoyable, I didn't want to stop! But I am afraid I am too sore to think about doing anything this morning!"

Dave pulled her in close for a cuddle, "Thank God for that! I'm not sure I can move! You're welcome to stay as long as you want."

"No I think I need to get back and check on my daughter," she giggled, "not sure where she ended up last night. Nor do I want to walk in and find my folks are home early and have to explain how I look!"

"Well thank you for last night, it was amazing!" said Dave as he kissed her deeply. "I'd love to catch up again whilst I am here."

"No, thank you for showing me just how enjoyable sex can really be," she moaned, "and I will definitely be up for another night! Stay there and go back to sleep. I'll let myself out and grab a cab"

After finding her clothes from where they had been scattered around the apartment Sam dressed in her skirt and blouse. She stuffed her underwear in her bag. Heading downstairs to the building entrance she saw her cab waiting outside. The driver gave her a knowing look as she climbed into the back seat, which she returned with a guilty smile. Eventually the car pulled up outside her parent's house and she let herself in. She had to laugh as she saw Sarah's and a man's clothes and underwear scattered around the lounge. Picking it up from the floor she was about to leave it by Sarah's bedroom door, when it quietly slid open. She had to giggle at the sight of her new work colleague Alan, stood there stark naked, as he was about to head for the bathroom.

"Shit!" was all he could gasp, "I'm sorry I thought the house was empty!"

Sam giggled, "It was I've only just crawled in myself. You might want these?"

She handed him the bundle of clothes. "Not a word of this in the office OK?"

"I promise!" he laughed.

She couldn't help but stare at his naked bum as he crept into the bathroom. She let herself into her own room, stripped off, pulled on her bedtime t-shirt and fell into her bed drifting into a deep sleep.

She woke to a knock on the door, and Sarah appearing with a cup of tea and a bacon sandwich.

"Thought you might need this?" she said quietly. "Alan told me about meeting you on the landing, sorry about that."

Sam laughed, "nothing I haven't seen before. Hope you had a good night?"

Sarah smiled, "well you know. But how about you?"

Sam grinned, "Lets just say I think I have refound my sexual mojo!"

The two of them laughed and hugged. Then Sam's phone started beeping.

"Ok you little tart! I want all the glorious filthy details! Come round to mine for coffee this afternoon. A"

Sam burst out laughing and showed Sarah the message.

"I think you are going to be tied up with her long after she leaves the company," smiled Sarah.

Sam smiled to herself, "If only you knew the half of it!"

"Right!" she announced, "lets get the house tidied up and aired, so it doesn't smell like a brothel before Mum and Dad get back!"