Someone interrupted them

“Ahem, Mr. Delholme,” a female voice called from the entrance to the cloakroom, “Mr. Kellner needs to see you.” Amanda awoke from her daze with a jump as someone passed through the coats, moving towards them. Delholme straightened up, pulling his dick from between Amanda’s thighs, and adjusted his clothing, zipping up. As he moved away slightly, the hem of Amanda’s dress slid back down to provide concealment for her behind. Delholme took back his belt and whispered to her, “this ain’t over, baby.” She stood there, shaken.

Amanda glanced over her shoulder as an attractive blonde in a maid outfit came through the coats and approached them. She ran her eyes up and down Amanda’s body taking into account what was visible and concealed. “I am sorry to have interrupted, Mr. Delholme, but Mr. Kellner requests your presence to discuss some recent acquisitions with his clients.” Delholme finished doing up his belt and walked confidently out of the cloakroom. Amanda realized she had somehow dodged a major bullet.

The maid moved closer to Amanda and said, “Delholme is a jerk, but you should really be more careful. Looking the way you do, you will attract attention, mission or not. You just have to make sure you attract the right attention.” She dropped a note by Amanda’s feet, and left the cloakroom. Realizing that this maid was the contact within the mansion, Amanda picked up the note. It read, ‘the room you want is upstairs, but you will need either Kellner or Melville to be with you to get access to the upstairs. Both have access codes for the room and the databases inside. You will need one of them to give you the codes. It won’t be easy, but I know you will think of something. I will be in the maid’s quarters on the second floor, so when you have found your way up here, and are free to move, meet me there and I can get you your equipment.’ Not only had this agent saved her from getting fucked, but also given her the key to the next stage of the mission.

Removing her earpiece and turning it off (she decided to go silent for a while), Amanda looked over herself. Her dress was barely hanging on her hips. It had slid half down her behind, and was just barely only covering her pussy in the front. Just even one slighter tug from Delholme, and her dress would have joined her panties around her ankles. She would have been naked and at his mercy. She was still shaking from a mix of fear, desire, and sexual anticipation, but decided she needed to get herself back on her feet, so to speak. She decided that she might as well remove the dress and start from scratch. She shook her hips ever so slightly, and the red satin garment fell to the floor.

“Geez, that’s really all it took,” she said as she stepped out of the dress, completely naked. Just seconds earlier she was at the mercy of that young man. She knew what would have happened if things had gotten to this state. In another world, he would be fucking her at this very moment.

Amanda replaced her bra and refastened it. She reached down and grabbed her panties and stepped into them. As she pulled them up, she felt the dampness between her legs. “Damn, did he ever get me wet,” she sighed. She proceeded to return her red dress to its proper home. Adjusting the slit, she exited the ominous cloakroom and walked toward the round front hall. She found the hall mirror from before, and straightened herself. Although she was still shaken from what had almost just happened, she gathered her composure, compartmentalized the occurrence, and refocused on the mission at hand.