Emily continues.

As Emily's lips and tongue continue to pleasure your nipples you feel her hand brush the inside of your thigh. Softly she strokes your smooth flesh through the thin silk of your stockings. The hand moves higher, sliding over the stocking top onto your bare skin. You part you legs a little more in open invitation. You reach out with your mind to hers and can feel the conflict raging inside her between her excitement and her fear of the taboo. At any time you know you could overide her will and **** her to do whatever you wished, but so far apart from the command for her to follow you into the bathroom her actions have been of her own free will.

Instead of exerting your control you simply moan and thrust your hips forward against Emilys touch. You feel her hesitation fade and the lust take her over completely. Her hand moves up and her fingers caress the outer folds of your pussy. The first touch of another womans hand on your sex sends a thrill racing through your veins and gasp as a powerful orgasm hits you. Emily lifts her head from your breasts and her green eyes widen in surprise as she realises that her touch alone has had such effect on you.

"Don't stop now lover." You pant.

Emily grins like the cheshire cat and her mouth clamps onto yours as a finger pushes into your now sodden vagina. You feel a second then a third finger slip into you and Emily begins to finger fuck you, thrusting and turning her hand. No cock you've ever had has ever felt this good inside you. Before long you come again, quickly followed by another. You feel Emily's regret as she pulls her drenched fingers out of your quim.

"I should get back," she says. "The manager will be wondering where I am."

You think of the millions now sitting in your bank account.

"I need to hire a chauffer," you say. "Can you drive?"

Emily looks uncertain, but you want her to come with you willingly.

"The job will pay well, and... there are certain perks." You run your hands down your body to emphasise what those perks will be.