Yes Boss - Working Away

We've been close from pretty much the time she came to work in our department. Despite me being 5 years her senior.

Gemma came to work at our office and was assigned to work alongside me. It was a growing company and it had been acknowledged that I couldn't continue to handle the workload as it was. It was too much. I needed support. That came in the form of Gemma.

I hadn't interviewed her due to being away at the time but had a clear list of requirements on a new recruit. Nothing out of the norm, it just had to be someone who could support but was mouldable to do the tasks I needed. It was also a clear need to be someone who I could have a laugh with while getting things done.

Gemma was the result of the interview in my absence and some years later my first impressions are somewhat clouded by recent events. I do remember being a bit surprised by the 20 year old blonde that greeted me in the boardroom on her first day. She was pleasant, kind eyes, clearly pretty and clearly had a bit of feist in her.

At 5ft 3", slim, blonde you'd think the attraction would be instant and obvious, but to be honest it wasn't. Sure she was attractive, curves in all the right places but didn't really dress in a way that made it obvious. The fact I was so busy at the time meant I didn't really look at her in that way at first. She was a nice girl but came from a different background to me. By no way a chav but certainly wouldn't be surprised to hear getting into an argument with someone on a night out. She could definitely give as good as she got.

Over the first few weeks I went about showing her the ropes and we soon settled into roles where I did the 'work' and she assisted me in anything I needed. "You're the boss" she would say frequently (still does) whenever I asked her to do something.

The first year of working together pretty much went like this. I enjoyed having someone to work alongside. With the workload shared a little it meant we were able to have a laugh. We enjoyed each other's company, going on lunch together and soon became the Batman and Robin of our little part of the company.

I guess spending some much time together it was natural that we would grow closer and about a year in, things started to change. Gemma and her boyfriend of a few years split. She leaned on me and we started messaging more than was normal out of work. There were numerous occasions where she'd break down and lean on me for support.

Banter. Hugs, lingering arms around shoulders

On more than one occasion I found myself in an elongated hug. Hard trying to keep a distance so she didn't notice my hardness poking into her stomach. If she did notice she didn't say anything.

We'd have days out at the weekends maybe once a month. That mainly involved a few drinks in the city centre. It was just the two of us having a laugh. It stayed like that for a while. Close friends, colleagues. Nothing more. I suppose looking back there was mild teasing, even flirting' I didn't notice it at the time.

Fast forward a couple of years and we are the same. Closer. More developed at work. The business is growing. We still work closely together but the team has expanded to 10 people now which I manage. She assists in an unofficial capacity. But we use it as an excuse for 1 on 1 meetings when we want to get away from the day to day.

Earlier this year there was a substantial business opportunity in Thailand.

It was decided that myself and Gemma would be best placed to go on the trip. It was exciting for me. Even more so for Gemma who had never travelled, not really. Certainly nothing more than a week away in benidorm or tenerife. She was dead keen to go, albeit with the comfort blanket of having me there to show her the ropes.

I'd been before a few years previous while backpacking round south East Asia. I was more than up for the month-long trip. It was going to be hard work, lots of meetings but surely plenty of downtime to see the sites and take in some of local culture. We'd be winning and dining clients for sure. For the company if this was successful it would be massive.

In the weeks building up to the trip the communication between us was constant. What's the weather going to be like? Will there be any 'normal' food? What should I pack? Will we be going anywhere fancy?". The usual questions you'd expect I suppose. With the questions came the photos. Gemma in various outfits she'd bought and was trying on. What about this? Does it make me look fat? Is this too revealing? Every night there was an array of outfits. The sorts of conversations I imagine she'd have with her sister or friends. But we were getting so close we'd be talking about almost anything. Just for the sake of conversation sometimes.

Skimpy ones that made it clear she wasn't wearing a bra. If you looked close enough (and I did) you could see the outline of her nipples poking through in some of the photos. I took this as an innocent oversight on her part. But I found myself looking at them more and more. She looked good and they certainly had me excited. In my head it was moving from a work friendship to someone I would lust over.

The travel arrangements were split between us. I sorted the flights and Gem was given a budget and my company card to sort the hotels.

As the day came to go we agreed to meet up at the airport ready for the two legged flight via London. We met on time and both dressed casually for the flights, me in shorts and a t-shirt and Gem in matching joggers and a hoodie. The journey down to London was largely uneventful as was the hour layover at Heathrow. We boarded the flight to Bangkok. I'd booked business class seats for the trip. Bit of extra room that would hopefully allow for some sleep. I'm a nightmare at sleeping while travelling usually. Anyway we boarded the flight showing our tickets and turning left for the good seats. The excitement in Gem was palpable. Shown to our seats they were in a 2/2/2 configuration. You've seen the ones with the movable partition between the banks of seats. With the partition down it was basically a 2 person sofa.

We take our seats and straight away she lowers the partition. She's impressed by the seats. We settle into the flight and watch a film together, order food and chill. I do some work and she falls asleep. She's got her head on my shoulder and is snuggled in. Her arm rests naturally between my legs. It's not touching anything other than my thigh but its sheer presence is making me hard. It's all perfectly innocent, she's probably not even aware so I just ignore it and carry on.

It's a long flight and by the time we land Gemma's slept for a good 6 hours. Me? Not a wink.

Once we had our cases it was through customs to meet our driver the hotel had sent.

We arrived at the hotel. It's fancy. Not the nicest place I've stayed but it's up there. It's definitely the nicest place Gem has ever stayed. It's a long way from a council estate on the outskirts of town.

I'm on a phone call as we get to the front desk. The rooms were booked in her name so she does the check in while I take the call. A dark haired local behind the desk grabs my attention. The body on her was clinging to her uniform in a way that demanded my attention. I was tired from the long flight but watching the way she moved had me distracted. I was looking forward to getting to my room and letting out some tension. I desperately needed a release and some sleep.

We leave the cases for them to bring up to the rooms later and head for the lift. We're both exhausted after the flight east and need sleep. It's 10:30 am and we are not due to meet our potential clients until lunch the following day. We've got time to recuperate. We came up with a plan in the car to the hotel. A few hours sleep and then out for a bit of sight seeing and something to eat. We get out of the lift and I follow Gem towards the rooms. As we approach 409 Gem stops to look at the little card that comes with the keys.

"Oh!" She exclaims

"Oh what?" I ask.

"Theyve only given us one room"

"Hows that? Did you not give both names when you checked in?"

"I did but this is all they gave me"

"Okay, probably just a mistake. Lets go sit in the room and check the confirmation email". I suggest

"Okay'.

We enter the room. The first thing to hit me was the air-conditioning. Amazing. It'd been cranked up and was refreshing after the humidity outside. The rooms are smart. Lavishly furnished that gives it a feel of luxury. There is a reception area with a small sofa and a desk set up if working from there was needed. A large bathroom to the right with a large tub set up against a window that looks down on the city.

Past the desk is the bedroom. The bed is massive. At least 7 feet wide. Apart from that the usual you'd expect in a high end hotel. Another desk against the window' minibar, robes, slippers and a tv almost as big as the bed on the wall opposite.

I pull up a chair from under the desk and Gem sits on the corner of the bed next to me. She opens up her emails on her phone and starts to scroll for the hotel confirmation.

"Oh crap!" Gemma says realising her mistake

"Oh crap?"

"Yeah seems like ive made a bit of a fuck up", "I've only booked one room" "How have I managed that?"

"Not a clue. It's not like you book accommodation all the time as part of your job" i laugh and roll my eyes.

"What are we going to do?"

"No biggie, ring down to reception and book another room"

"Okay".

She picks up the phone as there's a knock on the door. I answer it. It's the guy with our bags. I can't be bothered explaining that one of them needs moving to another room shortly so I take the cases, tip him and go back into the room where Gem is standing looking out the window.

"So, bit of a problem" she says in a cautious if not guilty tone.

"Hit me"

"The woman at reception says the hotel is booked up until Wednesday "

"Its Sunday today" I point put somewhat obviously.

"Oh nice one Einstein, thanks for pointing that out i never would have realised" she says with a laugh.

We're both laughing now.

"Cheeky bitch, I'd have thought someone fresh off the back of messing up the hotel bookings would be a little less sarcastic".

She throws me a grin and shrugs.

"What are we going to do now? Be arsed if I'm going to go out now and look for another hotel"

"Guess your on the floor then babes" she laughs

"You can dream on!" I say

We laugh again.

"Look, we're both knackered from the flight. This bed is huge. Why don't we just crash here for now, get a few hours sleep and work it out later?" She suggests

I ponder this briefly. I did have a plan for a quick wank before catching a few hours. But I'm knackered.

"Are you sure?" I check.

"Yeah of course. I don't mind."

"As long as your sure, lets just do that"

She opens her case, takes out a few bits and puts them on hangers. She takes out some pj's and goes into the bathroom to change. I don't tend to sleep in much, just boxers usually, but due to the current predicament I find myself in I decided I better at least get a tshirt to throw on. Hopefully it'll help cover up the raging hard on I found myself with. It wasn't shifting. I really needed to knock one out. I consider a shower but decide I'm too tired.

Gem emerges from the bathroom looking like she was off to a sleepover. Hair tied in a high ponytail and cotton pajamas. The top done up but naturally opened at the top showing a glimpse or cleavage. The outfit is complete with matching short shorts that stop at the top of her thigh. I tried desperately not to look for longer than the briefest glance. She fires me an innocent smile as I walk past her into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and grabbed my rock hard cock. I don't do anything more. I daren't. But it felt good just to hold myself for a few seconds. An acknowledgement to the old chap that I know he needs some attention. But no. I couldn't. What if Gem heard. What if she went back into the room and could smell it in the air? I brushed my teeth and hoped it would subside for now.

I sheepishly go back into the room to find the curtains closed and only a small reading light on. Thank goodness for that. My cock was still flying a full mast and there is no way I'd have been able to cover it without being seen.

As I get into the bed it becomes more obvious how huge it is. With Gem on one side and me on the other it wasn't like we were in the same bed at all really. We decided on a time to set an alarm. She sets her phone and places it on the table next to the bed. Off goes the light we say goodnight and off to sleep we go.

Well I say that but it wasn't so easy for me. I was horny. Really horny. I lay on my back with my cock standing to attention. Gem lay just a couple of feet away from me. As weird as this situation was. It actually didn't feel that weird. It seemed pretty natural between the two of us to be fair. Rock hard cock aside.

Eventually I fell into a pretty deep sleep. I didn't hear the alarm go off. In fact when I woke it seemed like Gem had been up a while. She'd clearly showered and seemed to be pottering around doing something in the room. I kept my eyes closed as if I was still asleep for a while.

I cracked my eyes a bit. The room was lighter, it was still bright outside. As I opened my eyes I could make out Gem, her back to me stood at the wardrobe. She was wrapped in a towel. You know the way girls do. Wrapped around at the chest down her body where it stopped at the top of her legs. She bent over slightly to pick something up. This revealed the curve of the bottom of her arse cheeks. Only a slight glimpse but I thanked myself for not waking up in the conventional manner. What a view. She did have a great arse.

I stir to let her know I'm awake. Maybe a little more dramatically than needed.

"Evening sleepyhead" she says with a frankly beautiful smile.

"Oh hey, what time is it? I didn't hear the alarm"

"Oh I woke up so I switched it off and got up. Thought I'd let you sleep in. You looked pretty zonked"

"Thanks. What are you doing over there?" I ask.

"Oh I thought I'd unpack" she says as she carries on with whatever task she's concentrating on.

"How very organised of you" i say like the first thing that came to my mind was her reserving the room for herself while I go and find somewhere else.

"I know right! Erm, I was thinking...." she says with a clear cautiousness in her tone.

"Oh god! What have I told you about doing that?"

"Shut up" she laughs and throws something at me. It was some sort of clothing. Missed by a mile.

"Go on, what were you thinking?"

"Well I know I messed up the room booking. But this hotel is so nice and the room is massive. I was thinking we could just both stay in this room"

My mind explodes into a thousand thoughts.

"Erm" i blunder

"Terrible idea. You hate it" she says quickly.

"No, no. It's not that. I just don't want it to be weird"

"It won't be. It hasn't been so far has it?"

"Well no. Guess not. I mean I'm cool with it if you are. I don't want you to think this is the only solution. We can always find you a shit hotel on the other side of town" I smirk and check her reaction out of the corner of my eye.

"You can piss right off" she laughs and launches a hair brush at me. Still missed but her aim is improving.

"Good that's settled then. Just as well really i've unpacked your case and put everything away'

Time for her to give me the side eye for my reaction. I laugh.

"Least you can do after messing up my hotel reservation"

We both have a chuckle.

"Right rule number 1 of sharing a room with me.... i take a while to get ready so I get first dibs on the bathroom"

"Fair" I reply "What are the other rules?"

"Oh i'm sure you'll find out" with that she takes some clothes into the bathroom and closes the door.

40 minutes later she emerges from the bathroom. She's all dolled up.

She's wearing a white skirt, the sort that flared out with layers. It sat half way up her thigh and my first thought is if she bends down to pick something up then we're going to be treated to a real view. To go with the skirt was a simple black vest top. It hugged her body and showed off her curves. She has a big set of tits on her. They are large on her thin frame but they look amazing. She's done her long blonde hair in loose curls. She looks great and I think to myself about the attention she'll inevitably attract on the streets of Bangkok.

"Whats the plan then?" "I hear there's a market not far from here. It sells fake designers bags and things.

I roll my eyes. Shopping is not what I was planning on spending my free evening on. Obviously spotting my reluctance.

"Dont worry, there's loads of bars and clubs around as well" she tries to reassure me.

"Okay fine. I need a shower first though".

"Hurry up".

"I'd be ready if I had my own room!" I laugh.

"Yeah yeah whatever" she laughs.

It occurs to me while sharing a room has its upsides that I'm well on board with. It also has its downsides. Like when am I going to empty my balls from the backlog they have building up? It flashes through my mind that at some point over the next 3-4 weeks we're planning on being here, that sooner or later Gemma is going to run into the same problem. When she does I'll be sure to obstruct her so she feels my levels of frustration.

Anyway, 15 minutes later I'm ready and we head outside. The humidity of the city even in the evening hits us as soon as we step out of the reception area. Unsurprisingly a blonde hitting the streets means there's no shortage of tuktuk drivers lining up to give us a lift.

We choose one and Gem tells the guy our destination. "Patpong Market"

"How much?" I interrupt.

I've fallen for the mystery tours of the Bangkok tuktuk drivers before and I'm not about to fall for it this time. We have a bit of back and forth with the driver, settle on a price and it's off into the mayhem of the Bangkok roads.

We sit in the back of the tuktuk, Gem opposite me. She looks out at the madness around us. Wide eyed to all the mayhem. Me though, probably partly my heightened arousal levels, I'm distracted. Her tits bounce and sway with the movement of the vehicle. That would be distracting enough but the skirt Gem has on is much shorter now she's sat down. As we are bounced around in the back of the rickety tuktuk her legs open and close and I get multiple views of her pink thong that lies beneath.

It's all perfectly innocent from her point of view, I don't think she has any idea of the view I'm getting. But I am getting it nonetheless.

"Dirty bastard"

Oh shit maybe she does. "What?" I say in my most defensive voice.

"Look at that pervert on that bike over there"

Phew not busted after all. I look over the lanes of traffic and see a bloke, western, I'd say in his 60's on a motorbike with a Thai girl who I'd say as late teens (early 20s at most) on the back. A sight that's pretty common on the streets of Thailand.

"What?" I quip, "I'm sure he's a lovely bloke. They're probably very much in love".

"Yeah right, that dirty get must be paying that girl a fortune to hang out with his wrinkled old ass." I can't help but laugh.

She continues to look out the tuktuk pointing out the things shes finds of interest. Myself though, I don't spot anything. My focus lies between the legs of the girl sat across from me. I'm so turned on. All sorts of thoughts going through my mind. Mainly how I'd like to pull that thong to one side and feel the delights beneath.

The tuktuk grinds to an abrupt halt and her legs slam shut. We've arrived at our destination. I'm going to have to maneuver myself carefully out of the vehicle so she wont see the tent in my shorts. I'm hard again, not helped by the fact I didn't get the release I needed in the room earlier.

I manage it somehow and pay the driver and he's gone into the night.

Bangkok is bedlam. Nowhere in the city is this emphasised that Patpong market. It's a mass of over stimulation. Street vendors serving all sorts of food. Market stalls line the road selling everything from knock-off designer handbags to live chickens. Behind these stalls is a gluttony of bars and strip clubs. Each one blaring out loud boisterous music into the air. Each trying to attract the attention of the passing tourists. As you walk past there is a plethora of young Thai women employed by the clubs to entice westerners and their free spending wallets.

Gems caught up in it all. This is all new to her. Certainly at this level. We look around, taking it all in. The early evening humidity is stifling.

"Let's get a drink" she suggests.

"Sure" "Where do you want to go?"

The cheeky grin from earlier is back.

"What about that place?" She points to a bar across the road. It has 12- 15 young Thai girls outside. Looks like they're on a night out at first glance. But they're not. Some are sitting having drinks with the tourists they have talked into having a drink. Looking further they have TV's all round the bar showing various football matches from around Europe. There's also some scantily clad girls dancing high behind the bar.

"That place? Are you sure?" I check.

"Yeah come on it'll be a laugh" she smiles

"I mean it's not what I was thinking you'd choose but I'm game if you are"

She grabs my hand and walks me over enthusiastically. As we approach the bar, three of the girls standing outside come and speak to us. Where are you from? Are you married? Etc. All the usual questions you'd expect. Don't stress it girls, we're already coming in. Once that becomes apparent they leave us to it.

We grab two seats at the bar and order a couple of drinks. It takes a while to acclimatise to our new surroundings. The football being on is a welcome distraction but there is no getting away from the fact that behind the bar, less than 6 feet from us are five girls in various states of undress dancing and gyrating for all to see.

Now this feels odd. I'm sitting here with a friend, a work colleague, who works for me, who has been the subject of my lust for most of the day, watching some frankly stunning looking women flaunt their stuff right in front of us.

I don't know if Gem has noticed how uncomfortable I am but she doesn't help. Comments and questions come thick and fast.

"Which one do you think is the hottest?"

"Shes got really nice tits, do you think they're real?"

"I really like her thong, I've got one just like it"

"Do you reckon my arse is as nice as theirs?"

"If you had to marry one of these, which one would you choose?"

My head is spinning. I decide there's two ways this can go. I either crumble, get embarrassed and we leave. Or I lean into it and see where it goes. I decide on the latter. I answer all her questions and come back with some of my own.

"If you had to have one of these girls arses which one would you have?"

"Which one do you reckon is the best in bed?"

"Do you reckon you could dance like that up there in front of everyone?"

As I ask my questions. Gem to be fair is up for the game and answers them all. I notice she's more and more entranced with the going on behind the bar. With one of the dancers in particular.

We are sat close on two bar stools. Our legs are touching. The feel of her skin on mine is driving me wild. I think about my desperate need to get myself off. I don't know how I'm going to manage sharing a room for the next few weeks but if I don't shoot my load soon I'm going to lose my mind. At this moment I'll be lucky not to do it right here at the bar.

The girls get down from the bar and take a break. Without the distraction Gem and I turn to each other. The vibe has changed between us. It's gone from being a bit of a laugh and a joke to something a little more intense. I ask her if she's okay? Does she want to leave?

She answers that question first. A resounding "No". She's okay, there is just a lot going on in the bar. But she wants to stay. What's changed? I can't quite put my finger on it. It's gone from being very up beat, giggles, teasing, fun to something else. Is she, is she turned on by all this?

How far do I take this? How far can I push Gem? If I do, how will she react? I know what this bar is. What if offers. But does she? I don't think she does. She gets up to go to the toilet. Sure as shit as soon as she's left the room one of the dancers comes over chatting. I know she's after me buying an overpriced drink but I figure it'll be worth it to see Gem's reaction when she comes back to find me chatting to the dancer neither of us could take our eyes off.

'Jenny' is about 5"4. Slim with I'd guess C cup breasts, probably not real but if they're not somebody's done a good job on them. She's got dark brown eyes and long straight hair that comes to the bottom of her shoulder blades. She's wearing a bra and knicker set. It's not lost on me how odd it is to be speaking to someone in public dressed like this. It's also not lost on me how frigging aroused I am right now.

She's got questions too;

"Is that your girlfriend? She very pretty"

"Does she like girls?

"You want a private dance?"

Now that would escalate things. I can't do it though. What if Gem hits the roof? It could seriously fuck up the next month and make things pretty damn awkward. I fob Jenny off for now. Politely but she's gone by the time Gem comes back.

"Miss me?" She asks as she parks herself back on the stool next to me.

"Oh terribly. I don't know how I've managed to fight back the tears while you've been away" I sarcastically respond.

"You're a cheeky shit" she says whilst giving me a playful punch on the arm. Ha she's back, that's the Gem I know.

We chat for a bit about nothing in particular. Some new girls are on the bar now and we watch them for a while. Then it's my turn for a toilet break. As I get up I tell her where I'm going and add

"Try and not be up there dancing when I get back"

"Ha you should be so lucky"

Indeed I should.

I go to the toilet, pausing on the way to watch a goal scored in one of the televised matches. As I go back to my seat I see Jenny sitting there talking to Gem. This should be interesting I think as I slow down my pace.

"Hey ladies"

"Oh hi" says Gem. Feels a little like I'm interrupting or she's caught in the headlights a little.

"This is Jenny" she says nervously introducing us.

"Oh hi Jenny" I play along. We go on a little with the pretense and eventually Jenny leaves us to it.

She's still around and it feels like she's keeping an eye on us.

"Unbelievable!" I joke. "I leave you alone for 2 minutes and you're chatting up the hottest girl in here" "sorry second hottest" i add giving Gem a playful nudge.

"Very funny wiseass" retorts.

"What were you two talking about?"

"She was just asking questions about us and things"

"And things?"

"Yeah, you're not going to believe what she asked me!"

Oh I think I might. "Really? What?"

"Well she was asking about you and she said if we wanted she could do a private dance for us both!"

"No way" I play along. "What did you say to that?"

"I said I'd speak to you and we'd think about it" she said

I am close to spitting out my beer on hearing that but I play it cool. I don't respond, just give a gentle nod as if to say I'm processing this information.

Gem fills the silence "I didn't know what to say"

"I'll bet" I reply. Also needing to fill the silence but also wanting to leave the ball in Gems court.

"I mean it could be a laugh i suppose"

Interesting. Is she actually considering it? I have to play this carefully. Obviously id fucking love to be in a private room with Gem and Jenny but I cant push for it. It has to come from her.

"It'd definitely be a story for a postcard" I let out a little laugh.

Gem does the same. The tension in the air is huge.

"I mean we could. What do you think?" Asks Gem softly.

"I mean what bloke wouldn't want to see a private show? But you're the boss. It's up to you." I say.

"No, you're literally the boss. My boss. I do what you tell me. That's what I'm comfortable with. That's the way it's always been."

"True, not sure you always do as I tell you but I'll let it slide for now" I joke.

"Okay im the boss but I consult with you on decisions all the time. Let's say I decide we are going to have a private dance and I tell you. What's your reaction?" I pause now. I can't speak until I see her reaction.

"Erm.... I guess I'm cool with it if that's your decision. You're the boss! I will do what you say."

She wants me to make the decision but it's clear to me she's up for it. Why does she keep saying I'm the boss? She wants to be told what to do! Fuck it.

"Okay but I'm going to hold you to that!"

"Okay" she replies.

Not really sure what we do from here. I look her dead in the eyes.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Yeah I'm sure"

"What happens in Thailand stays in Thailand" I joke trying to ease the tension.

She doesn't say anything but has a wry smile on her face.

Okay I'm nervous now. I'm sure Gems feeling the same.

"Another drink?" I suggest

"Please" she nods.

I call over the bar girl and order a couple more drinks. I also ask how we go about getting a private dance. She nods to another woman who is a fair bit older than the rest of the girls in the bar. She's clearly running things here.

The drinks are poured and left on the bar in front of us as the older woman approaches me and Gem. She is friendly (of course she is, she wants our money), her English is impeccable. She asks if she can sit down. Of course we say yes.

"I understand you are interested in a private dance with one of the girls?"

"Yes, possibly" I say in a pathetic effort to play it cool.

"Which girl were you thinking of?"

"Jenny"

"Ahh of course. I can see why, she's a very pretty girl"

"She is" Gemma says far too keenly.

"Were you wanting the dance to be for one or both of you"

"Both" Gemma says before i can find my words

"No problem that can be arranged. We do have some house rules we have in place to protect the girls".

I look at Gem, she looks back. I can see she's nervous. But she's excited her breathing is more rapid than usual. I've only just noticed but her hand has rested in my thigh.

"Of course that makes sense" I say.

She hands us a list of the house rules.

Some of the standouts:

- No touching the girls. They can touch you, if they wish, in the form of lap dance or similar but the clients are not allowed to touch the girls

- the session lasts for whatever time slot and is prepaid for. The lights in the room will flash 2 minutes before the time is up.

- if extra time is wanted and both parties are happy to continue, the girl can notify the bar from the room and price will be taken from the deposit.

- each room is equipped with a panic alarm. If anything gets out of hand clients will be evicted from the premises immediately

There was more but nothing really relevant to us.

"Okay happy with that?" The lady asks.

We both nod. She gives us a price list that is broken down into 15 min time slots.

"Just need to decide how long you want. I'll go and start making preparations. You have a chat and I'll be back shortly." She says before getting up and leaving us to it.

"Okay" I puff my cheeks and let out a blast of air. "How long do we want?"

"Erm im not sure" come Gems noncommital reply

"Alright so it's 15 mins chunks" "give me a clue are you thinking 15 mins or 15 hours?"

I'm deliberately putting her on the spot. This was her idea and I have no clue where she sees this going. But this is going to be amazing. That's why I've asked the question in that way. Obviously 15 hours is never going to happen but by scaling it like that it makes 15 mins seem like nothing.

"Oh erm. I don't really know. I guess 15 mins isn't much time at all is it?"

"No I dont think so"

"Oh I don't know. Can't you decide?"

"No. I'm the boss. I'll make all the decisions for the rest of the night. I'll tell you what to do. But you need to decide this."

"Okay that's fair, 1 hour? Is that okay?"

Damn right it is. I can't imagine how worked up Gem is going to be after an hour. Hell, how worked up am I going to be? Might even get my dick wet at this rate.

"Sure"

We agree on an hour, pay and are led to a room upstairs from the rest of the bar. Gemma holds my hand all the way. Palms are sweaty. We're both nervous but this is going to be great. We go into the room. It's only small but it's quite plush. Looks like it's been designed off the back of a 1950s bordello. There's a bench style sofa on both sides of the room which can't be more than 15 feet long.

We take a seat at the far end of the room. The lights have been dimmed a little but we can see everything just fine. We sit there for a minute or so not really knowing what to say. After what seems like an age Jenny comes into the room. She's changed. It's a similar outfit to what she had on downstairs but this is black. It has little pink bows on it and it's not see through. She smiles and says "Hi"

I'm aware of Gems breathing. It's definitely picked up since Jenny came into the room. I can see her chest rising and falling with each breath. I'd say her breasts have grown in the time we've been in the room. Clearly they haven't but they're certainly more noticeable.

My mind is racing now. Where do I want this to go from here? What's my end game? My end game is I want my cock deep in Gem at every possible opportunity over the next few weeks we are away. I know she's a dirty girl deep down, hell we wouldn't be here now if she wasn't. How do I get this out of her? I decide my best tactic is to get her as turned on and as worked up as possible. How do I do that? She's clearly attracted to Jenny. Let's use that. She's never shown any interest in women before. Not to me anyway. To Gem this is taboo, this naughty. I focus on Gemma. I'm going to watch her. If I'm watching her then hopefully Jenny will focus on Gem too.

The music comes on. A slow song that Jenny starts to swing her hips to. How far is Jenny going to go here? It wasn't actually discussed but I know some of the bars round here have the girls do tricks with bananas and ping pong balls. Hell they even have menus. I don't see any props around and this doesn't feel like that sort of place.

Jenny cups her tits in her hands. Gem looks over at me nervously.

"Watch the show" is all I say.

Jenny walks 'the catwalk' towards Gem. When she reaches her she stops and turns around. Her arse is less than a foot away from Gems face. She bends forward showing Gem the underside of her thong, she reaches between her legs and runs a finger from her arse, over her pussy and with that she's back upright and walking back to her starting position. Gem's eyes don't leave Jenny for a second. She's loving the show. She's not the only one.

Over the next few minutes Jenny continues the show. She strips. She's got fantastic tits. She brings them over and dangles them near Gems face. Almost touching her face. We're teasing Gem now. How she's not cracked, I don't know. Jenny pulls out a chair. She's dancing around it, bending over it doing all she can to tease Gem.

Gem's face is flushed. She must be dripping wet under that skirt. I notice she has her legs pressed together tightly. Time to turn it up a notch.

"How are you enjoying the show?" I ask.

"Yeah, it's good" she replies in an almost pant.

"Is it turning you on Gem?"

She nods. Not good enough. I want her to say it.

"Is it turning you on Gem?"

She nods again with a small "yes" passing her lips.

"No Gem I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me"

She turns to face me but doesn't say anything. I stare back at her.

"Yes its turning me on"

"Good, tell me more. What's turning you on?"

A slight look of confusion on her face. "Jenny"

"Tell me more. What's Jenny doing that's turning you on?"

The penny drops. She gets it now. She knows I'm trying to get her to talk dirty to me. Has she got it in her? Can I get it out of her?

"Shes touching herself"

"Where's she touching herself that turns you on so much?"

"She touching her boob's and erm between her legs"

"No, you need to be more specific"

"Erm shes pinching her nipples and touching her erm Pussy"

"Good girl. She's touching her pussy. you like that?"

"Yes"

"Tell me more,"

"What do you mean?"

"Have you ever watched a girl touching her pussy before?"

"No"

I don't say anything

"Only online" she volunteers

"Interesting, how often do you watch online videos?"

"Sometimes"

"Sometimes?"

"Erm a few times a week"

"A few?"

"15, 20 maybe"

"Thats two or three times a day"

"Yeah"

"And does that get you wet?"

"Yes"

Stupid question that let her off with a yes or no answer.

When was the last time you watched a video like that?

"Today"

"Today? When?"

"In the bathroom while you were asleep"

"Oh really? Tell me more"

"Well I woke up before my alarm. I was really horny. I went into the bathroom with my phone and headphones. I turned on the shower in case you woke up and heard.

"You sneaky girl"

"Im sorry boss"

Boss again. Interesting

"Go on"

"So I went onto the Internet and found a video I liked the look of. I put the toilet seat down, sat down and pressed play".

"Tell me more about the video"

"It was a video of a blonde girl. She was sitting on her bed looking at her phone. She was getting more turned on. After a while she put her hand into her knickers and started playing with herself".

"With her?"

"Pussy"

I look up at Jenny as she pauses the performance. She is sat listening to our conversation. Her hands are all over her body.

"and what were you doing while you watched the video?"

"The same as the girl"

"No, tell me in detail what you were doing while I slept in the other room"

'Okay, so I watched for a few minutes not really doing anything, but as the video got going I was getting more turned on. I could feel my knickers getting damp. So I took them off. I took my bra off as well. I was naked just the other side of the door from you. I opened my legs as wide as they would go and touched my, erm, my pussy. Just like the girl was doing".

"Good keep going".

"So I was rubbing myself, copying the girl. I was so wet. I took my fingers and rubbed them on one of my nipples. Then I went back to copying the girl on the video"

"And then?"

"I couldn't hold it any longer. The girl on the video was still going but I couldn't. I had to cum. I kept rubbing my myself and as i started to cum I stuck two finger deep into my pussy"

"Wow, I didn't hear a thing"

"I had to bite my lip. I was so scared I'd wake you up".

"Why?"

"I didn't want you to think I was a dirty bitch"

"And what do you think I think now?"

"That im a dirty bitch"

"That's right. I do. But i love it"

"Really?"

"Really!" "Do you like talking to me like this?"

"Its a little strange but I like telling you things nobody else knows"

"Good, I want you to tell me anything I ask".

"Okay boss"

"Are you wet now?" I ask

"I think so"

"You think so?"

"Okay, yes. Im wet. Really wet". She confirms the obvious.

There's a natural pause in the conversation. I could take this a number of ways. I am aware that I've been rock hard in my pants for a while now, I can feel the wetness oozing out of the head of my cock.

I needed to keep her talking. Once we get to a point I'm hoping that it becomes part of our relationship going forward.

"Gemma, I want you to look at Jenny. She's playing with her tits. What do you think of them?" I ask.

"Theyre amazing she's got really nice tits"

"Dont tell me, tell her"

"Jenny, I think you've got amazing tits. I wish mine were that nice. Can you put them close to my face again?"

With that Jenny smiles and comes up close to Gem. Cupped her sizable tits, squeezing them and rubbing her nipple right in Gems face. Had Gem put her tongue out she would have been able to lick them for sure.

"No touching!" I warn Gemma. She sits back a little into her seat. She's really frustrated.

"Gem, i want you to get your tits out now for me and Jenny"

She turns to me

"Okay boss"

With that she takes her vest top and pulls it over her head. She's left with a light pink bra with embroidered flowers on. The cups are full with substantial overflow. She looks great. I didn't realise her tits were this big. She at least a D cup pushing an E i reckon.

"Stand up and take your bra off".

She does as she's told. She slowly reaches behind her back and unclasps the bra. It drops slightly and then she pulls the cup off her fleshy mounds. What a sight they are. I can't believe we're here. But we are. Jenny and I stare in wonder. Probably me more so, but still.

Her tits sit large on her little frame. Very little sag and they move naturally when she does. Stunning. Her nipples are hard enough that they could cut glass.

"Can you see Jenny looking at your tits Gem?"

"Yeah"

"How does that make you feel"

"Excited and really horny".

"Sit down again Gem. I want you to watch Jenny. When she touches her tits I want you to do the same with yours".

She doesn't look at me. She stares right at Jenny. "Okay boss"

I watch them for a minute both kneading their tits, flicking and picking their nipples in unison. At one point Jenny lifts a nipple to her lips and Gem copies her.

"Gem you've got amazing tits. I can't wait to touch them"

"Oh, I want that so bad. I want you to bite me".

"Oh I will"

At this point Jenny stands up, partially conscious of the time I imagine. She slides her thong down to the floor and steps out of it. She stands in front of us fully naked now except for a small landing strip over her otherwise shaved pussy.

"Oh wow" mutters Gem under her breath.

"You like that Gem?"

"I do"

"How's your pussy right now Gemma?"

"It's hot. I can tell im so wet right now"

"Good. So just to make it clear I'm the boss right? and you do what I say right?"

"Yes of course boss. Anything".

"Okay i want you to reach under your skirt and slowly pull your knickers down and hand them to me. Keep your legs together and don't touch your pussy in anyway"

"Okay boss'

She does exactly as asked. I take the thong off her. It matches the bra she's just removed. It's soaked. I could almost ring them out. I raise it to my nose and take a deep breath in. They smell amazing.

"These are really wet Gemma"

"I know. I'm sorry".

"Dont be sorry. We've teased you into this position. It's almost time to let you release all that tension"

"Tell me have you ever shown another woman your pussy before?"

"Erm no. I'm sure people have seen me getting changed at swimming and stuff but not really".

"So you've never opened your legs and shown another woman your pussy all aroused and dripping in your juices"?

"No never"

"So you've definitely never rubbed your clit or plunged your fingers deep into your sopping wet cunt' in front of another woman?

"No but I really want to. I want to right now".

"In a minute. First you need to say it".

"Oh please let me. I can't remember what to say"

"Im sure you can work it out"

A brief pause. Her face twisted in frustration.. and then she snaps

"Please boss, please let me open my legs and show Jenny my soaking wet cunt. Let me finger my dirty cunt until I cum all over them. I want to taste them. I want to wrap them around your dick and wank you hard until you cum all over my face. Make me your personal whore. Please boss please"

I think it's fair to say ive broken her now.

"Okay you dirty girl, i want you to open your legs slowly. Show Jenny your dripping wet pussy. Only one rule. Only Jenny gets to see your pussy now"

She's sitting facing a naked Jenny, topless with only her skirt on. She slowly starts to open her legs. Jenny mirrors her actions. Their eyes are fixed on each other's groins.

"How does that feel Gemma?"

"Really naughty. I'm so turned on"

"What do you think about Jenny's pussy?"

"It looks so nice. It's wet" she replies, never taking her eyes off her.

"She can see you're wet. You've got your legs spread and your showing another woman your wet pussy"

"I know. I'm so bad. I can't believe it" her breathings heavier now

"What do you want to do now Gemma?"

"Ill do whatever you tell me to. I'm so horny I'll do anything".

"Reach under your skirt and use your fingers to open your pussy for Jenny to see. Jenny, can you copy her?"

Both girls do as I ask. Gemmas put her hand though the waistband of her skirt so I can only see movement under it. But Jenny's naked. Opposite me with her legs spread and her fingers spreading her pussy lips wide. This is worth every penny.

"Oh my god. I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm so exposed".

"But you're loving it aren't you you dirty bitch?"

"Yeah i am"

"Let her look at your open pussy for a minute then you're free to do what you did in the bathroom earlier".

"Yes Boss!"

She does exactly what is asked of her. Just as she opens her legs wider the 2 minute warning light flicks on. She's more exposed to Jenny now. But she doesn't care at this point. She frantically attacks her wet hole, Jenny does the same. Gemma's losing control now, she's really loud. "Fucks", "oh yeahs" and "Jeesus' fill the air, it doesn't take long until she screams out and her body tenses and she climaxes hard onto her hand.

It takes her a good couple of minutes to come down from her high. When she does she takes my hand and thanks me.

"That was the best orgasm I've ever had. I owe you"

"Oh yeah you do. But I'll get mine soon enough".

She puts her top and bra back on. Jenny does the same. She walks over to get it. They thank each other and exchange a kiss.

I stuff the knickers into my pocket. Were both a bit shell shocked as to what just happened and how we got here. We head out back into the mentalness of the city. Somehow is doesn't seem as manic now.

The journey back to the hotel is quiet. I think we are both processing everything that's happened over the last few hours. This time we are sitting next to each other in the tuktuk. Gem has her arm linked under mine.

Back in our room, I wouldn't say there was an awkward silence, it's clear things were different. We've crossed a line and one thing was clear: there is no going back. We'd shown each other a different side to ourselves we'd never shown anyone.

For me, and I think for her the jet lag is setting in. We were tired. But for me, I am still incredibly horny. I need to cum. I have needed too since we arrived and after everything that had happened this evening I had serious blue balls.

As we get into the room we both acknowledge how tired we are. We have a lunch meeting tomorrow but can lay in all morning if we want to.

I try to break the ice.

"Rule number 1. You get to use the bathroom first".

She laughed. "You remembered"

Well we only got as far as rule number 1 earlier"

"True"

"Okay i have rule number 2" I say.

"Hmmm okay"

"Rule number 2 is whatever happens while were away there needs to be no awkwardness between us, no shyness, no embarrassment"

"Okay i think we can do that"

"I think so too. You were great this evening. Remember that!" I reassure.

"thanks, I won't be long" She strokes my arm as she walks past and goes to the bathroom and closes the door.

"Oh and rule number 3. No masterbating behind closed doors "I laugh.

"Hahaha yeah yeah" she shouts back

She emerged 10 minutes later. Hair tied up, make up removed and back on with the pj's from earlier. A pair of short shorts that just about covered her arse and a pink vest top that was fitted to her body. There was no bra and even though I tried not to stare it was clear to see her nipples underneath the thin fabric.

She sits on the end of the bed and I take my turn in the bathroom.

"Remember rule number 3!" she shouts. I laugh but I don't respond. I do curse my own rule though.

Once I come out it's the same as before. The lights were mostly off. She is nearer the middle of the bed though this time.

I walk round the bed and get in. I said something about us needing a good sleep and she nodded. I turned off the light. As tired as I was there was no way I could sleep. We couldn't leave it like this.

"Are you okay?" I whispered.

"Yes. A little embarrassed but I'm ok"

"Err rule number 2 girl!"

Flashbacks of the events of the evening filled my mind. It was amazing. The hottest thing i"ve ever seen.

"Embarrassed? Don't be embarrassed. Tonight was the most amazing evening of my life'.

"Really"? She asks innocently. She moves over, rests her head on my shoulder and puts her arm on my chest. I'm rock hard again.

"Really! I've never seen that side of you before. It was so hot"

"I've never shown anyone that side of me. I didn't know I had it in me".

"I did," i respond. "Always knew you were a dirty bitch deep down" I say with a little snigger.

She laughs. "Hell yeah I am".

"I don't want you to ever be embarrassed with me. Don't be afraid to show me who you are when we're together".

"Okay I wont"

"Promise"

"Promise"

"We should probably try some sleep".

"Not yet". She whispers.

"Why?"

"Because I owe you something and I always pay my debts"

With that she takes her hand off my chest and slowly runs it down my body. She slides it under the waistband of my boxers and places her delicate hands around the hard shaft of my cock.

"Oh" I say. Loving the much needed attention.

"Oh my god this is massive!" She exclaims

I remove my boxers as she starts to work her hand slowly up and down my cock. Precum leaking out of the top and she works her hand around the top and lubricates my shaft as she continues to work me up and down. This is just what I need. I lie there enjoying the sensations of this young girl, my employee, my friend working my cock slowly. Slowly up, slowly down it's so sensual. Like a massage more than a hand job. She must know any faster it's going to be over in seconds.

She continues like this for a good couple of minutes. I can't believe I have lasted this long. But it won't be much longer. I can feel it coming.

"Gem" I go to warn her but she knows. She continues to stroke me at the same pace. She lowers her head so her mouth is at my cock. But not once touching it. She can feel it coming and stokes slowly while thick shots of my hot cum fire out of me and hit the back of her mouth.

I cant see whats happening. It too dark. but it feels great. There's so much I must cum for a full thirty seconds. She must be swallowing it. I feel my climax begin to subside. She carries stroking me until i'm done. Only then do her lips touch my cock and she gently sucks off the remains of my seed. She gives the head of my cock a swirl of her tongue and a gentle peck before moving back up and placing her head back on my shoulder.

"Wow that was amazing" "thanks"

"Oh that was nothing. Just something to tide you over till the morning".

I peck her on the forehead and hold her close. We were asleep in seconds.