Customer Satisfaction

You open your eyes and are disappointed to find yourself standing exactly where you were before, and still in the middle of an annoying house tour. You wonder why your trick didn't work this time, then start doubting whether you had imagined every single thing that had happened to you over the past couple of days, including your experiences with Ria. You have been working very long hours after all, and exhaustion can play strange tricks on the mind.

It is then you notice Mrs Frobisher, and the dramatic change in her choice of attire. You are pretty sure you would have remembered her wearing nothing but lacy white lingerie if she had shown up for the tour like that. You might even have been more forgiving of her constant bitching. She has also taken her hair down, so it flows nicely past her shoulders and spills onto her breasts, while her glasses have been removed to complete the sexy new look.

She is breathtaking.

"Err, Mrs Frobisher.."

"Please, call me June!" she purrs seductively as she primps her hair and wiggles her boobs at you.

"Um..."

What are you even supposed to be doing in this particular fantasy? You really don't want to guess, get it wrong and end up unemployed and on the sex offenders register. The lines seem more blurred with reality here than when you were a Roman Emperor, which leaves you reluctant to make any rash moves.

Thankfully, it seems June is going to take the lead, so you won't have to.

"I'm very undecided about this place. I'm not sure if the bed is cosy enough for me" she tells you as she delicately lowers herself onto it while twirling a lock of her hair thoughtfully "Since my husband isn't here. I'll need you to lie next to me so I can get a proper feel for it"

"Umm, okay.."

You tentatively move onto the bed, and lay yourself down with what you hope anyone who wandered into the room now would consider a respectably large gap between you.

"Closer" she snaps at you impatiently "We need to be touching. Imagine you're my lover and we're about to fuck. A bed needs to be suitable for more than just sleeping in, don't you think?"

Okay, this is starting to seem almost as far fetched as Ria being a servant girl in ancient Rome. You are beginning to feel confident that what is happening now is just a very realistic manifestation of the dream world, where you can't get sacked, arrested or physically assaulted by a rightfully outraged Mr Frobisher.

You push yourself over towards June until you can feel your body pressing up against hers. She then turns, nods smugly at your compliance, and wraps her limbs around you like some predatory arachnid. Her lips are just inches from yours as she speaks. Her tone is softer than usual and even quite tender, but somehow she manages to come across just as demanding as ever.

"I'm still on the fence, I'm going to need you to help me test this thing further" she tells you as she moves from playing with her own hair to stroking yours "I want you to provide me with an authentic experience of what using this bed might feel like"

"You know, the bed doesn't even come with the property"

"Do you want your commission or not?" she arches an eyebrow strictly, in a manner you wish you didn't find hot but totally do "And do you want me to give your manager a glowing report of your services or tell him you left me....unsatisfied"

Jesus, she's even a bit of an arsehole when she's trying to fuck you.

Before you even have a chance to answer her rhetorical question, June rolls on top of you before sitting up and straddling you at the waist. She then rips off her bra to reveal an exquisite pair of tits, before taking your hands and forcibly placing them on either one.

"Work my nipples while we're doing this" she orders rather than requests "I'll enjoy it more that way"

She then literally rips her panties from her body, in a way that would surely render them unwearable, unzips your flies, and pulls out your inevitably fully erect cock.

"Hmm, bigger than I expected" she almost compliments you.

She then shifts her pelvis up, grips your dick tighter, and guides it quite roughly into the gap between her pussy lips.

You can barely remember the last time you were inside a woman, and Mrs Frobisher was hardly the one you would have expected to end your drought with. But, no matter how unpleasant she may be, and however much you feel like you are being fucked by a hot woman rather than actually fucking one, you'll still happily take this.

"NIPPLES!" June commands as you temporarily forget the only real task you have been allocated here "And don't just tease them. Pinch them, twist them, let me really feel it!"

You do as she instructs until she seems satisfied with your work, at which point the married woman begins grinding her pussy up and down your shaft more purposefully, making longer, louder moans and gasps with each and every motion.

"Fuck, yes! That's it! Just make sure you stay hard! Don't fuck this up when I'm about to cum!"

One thing you are discovering is that, in other peoples fantasies, you are a significantly better lover than you would consider yourself to be in reality, where you are sure you would have spluttered your load into Mrs Frobisher and become keen for a nap by now. Also, you may be wrong, but you think you might have gained a couple of inches on your dick. You wonder if these fantasy embellishments came from you or her.

After some time you both climax simultaneously, like in a perfectly choreographed movie scene, and then, before you even have a chance to regain your breath, your feel your eyes open.

You are back in the real world. Back on the house tour with Mrs Frobisher. But things are looking a little different than they did before.