Kapitel 211: Turning Contest: A Lick for a Raise
Courtney watched the two teens walk out together, surprisingly hand in hand, and the girl's face was shiny. This confirmed her suspicions that had been growing during the past month. Ms. Stone was a lesbian. She simply had to be using her store as a front for seducing teen girls and women. She'd noticed her disappearing for almost an hour with two girls earlier today, and now she'd spent almost a full hour with those two sexual delinquents.
The fact that Ms. Stone didn't call the cops, but rather dealt with it herself, only piled on even more evidence.
Courtney, after being told about the sex act in the changing room by Amanda, had headed back there, into the back room and right outside the office door. She tried to eavesdrop, but she couldn't hear a thing. She sighed, since she wanted to confirm her suspicions by catching Ms. Stone in the act.
Now half an hour later, as Ms. Stone returned a couple minutes after the teens had left the store, her cheeks a bit red, and her hair slightly dishevelled... more evidence.
Courtney was also positive Ms. Stone had a nylon fetish, as not only did she always wear them, but all her employees were required to wear them too. Courtney happened to like nylons, so she certainly hadn't minded receiving the free three pairs that came with the job. The detail that the teen had originally come into the store not wearing nylons, and then left in white ones (an interesting colour choice for a black girl), added even more incriminating evidence to a tall pile of it.
Courtney decided to use this evidence to leverage herself a raise. She'd only been here for a month, but she was a hard worker and was already heavily relied upon by Ms. Stone. She wasn't going to blackmail her boss, but just slyly let her know she knew certain things.
So once the work was done for the day, the money counted and stored in the vault, the floor vacuumed, Courtney asked Ms. Stone, "May I speak with you for a moment in private?"
"Sure," Veronica agreed readily. The party she was attending tonight was still a couple of hours away... a late supper followed by a games night.
"Thank you," Courtney said, following her boss into the office where she suspected sex had occurred an hour ago.
Veronica walked into her office and was slightly surprised when Courtney closed the door behind them. She went to her desk and sat down, smiling as she noticed the coke bottle that had been used as a fuck toy a little while ago.
Courtney walked in and saw an empty nylons package lying on the floor. She asked, "Are those the ones that black girl left wearing?"
Veronica was surprised by the question, but affirmed, "Yes, they are."
"I see," Courtney said, hinting at what she already knew.
"What do you see?" Veronica asked, raising her eyebrow as she began to understand that Courtney either knew or suspected something out of the ordinary about how she'd dealt with the teens having sex.
"Oh, it's just..." Courtney said, and paused. Was she really going to accuse her boss of something inappropriate, especially since all her evidence, which was quite compelling, wasn't substantial enough for a conviction (yes Courtney planned on becoming a lawyer one day).
"Just what?" Veronica asked, intrigued by where this was going. That is if it was going anywhere at all, given Courtney's fits and starts. Truth be told, Veronica had resisted ever turning an employee, since it had the potential of making the employee-employer relationship very awkward. Yet she was desperate to win the turning competition, so if this conversation went a certain way, she might indeed break her own rule. Plus Courtney was sexy as fuck, in a nerdy Lois Lane sort of way... actually she kind of looked like a young version of Terri Hatcher.
Courtney was already second guessing her plan. She switched strategies and asked, "How would I ask for a raise?"
"I think you just did," Veronica smiled as she stood up, her turning radar beeping the presence of a target.
Courtney laughed awkwardly, suddenly feeling completely out of control as she watched her boss walking towards her, "Let me rephrase that, how would I get a raise?"
"I usually consider the possibility of giving a new employee a raise after their three-month trial period is finished," Veronica said, admiring the cute teen and her nylon-covered legs.
"Oh, well," Courtney pondered how to push this forward, as she slyly hinted she knew something sensitive about her employer, "well, it's just I'm an excellent employee, I'm very discreet, and I'm saving up money to attend law school."
"I know," Veronica nodded, as she noticed the very lame attempt at subtlety by the girl. "You know, you're going to have to be a lot more confident and ruthless if you aspire to become a lawyer," she added, as she finished walking around and hopped up onto her desk.
Courtney realized she'd already gone too far. "I'm sorry, Ms. Stone. I was presumptuous to ask for a raise so soon under my employment."
"No worries, it's never too early to ask," Veronica said, as she sexily uncrossed her legs and recrossed them. "The key is being able to convince me why you deserve said raise. I only use the three-month rule as a guideline, subject to other factors emerging." She also noticed the young college girl say 'under her employment'. She considered using those words to bluntly seduce the girl... but she was hesitant to go there, at least yet.
"Well, you're already putting me in charge whenever you're..." she paused, deciding this was a perfect time to make it obvious she knew what she knew, and yet not say it while still saying it, "...preoccupied."
"I do have to deal with a number of..." Veronica paused too, for the same dramatic effect the girl had employed, "...interesting situations."
"I bet you do," Courtney said, wondering what she'd done with that couple who'd left just before the store closed.
"You can't imagine the crazy situations I have to deal with throughout a given day," Veronica said. "I mean if I was to make you an assistant manager, first I'd need to know how you'd respond to some complex situations."
"Assistant manager?" Courtney asked, this possibility both surprising and rather delighting her.
"Well, I'm considering utilising one for weekday evenings, and another for weekends, since I spend too much time here," Veronica said, this happening to be true. But until this conversation she'd never considered one of those positions being filled by Courtney, who'd only been employed by her for a month. But she was indeed a very good worker... ambitious... and already proving to be very competent... able to think well on her feet.
"You are?" Courtney asked, thinking this could be perfect.
"I am," Veronica said. "Are you interested?"
"Definitely," Courtney said.
"Okay then, let's conduct a little job interview. Question one," Veronica said. "What was your focus when you told me you were very discreet?"
"Um, well, I," Courtney struggled, unsure how blunt she should be. She didn't want to offend her boss and lose this opportunity before it was even offered to her.
"Be frank, Courtney," Veronica urged. "You can't possibly offend me."
Well..." Courtney started, just as Veronica's phone beeped.
Veronica looked at it and saw the latest update. Crystal had taken a two-turn lead over her and Jasmine. Plus Carol and Portia were hard on their heels... only one turn behind. "Fuck!" Veronica cursed.
Scorecard:
Crystal: 6
Jasmine: 4
Veronica: 4
Carol: 3
Portia: 3
"What, Ms. Stone?" Courtney asked. Her boss was dismayed by whatever was in that text.
"Nothing," Veronica sighed, the updated scoreboard convincing her it was time to break her own rule, and definitely to turn this college girl.
"You're sure?" Courtney asked.
Ignoring the question, Victoria asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
That was an odd question, but Courtney answered truthfully, "No."
"A girlfriend?" Victoria asked, needing to clarify she wasn't already a lesbian or actively bi.
"No," Courtney said, although truth be told, since beginning work here she'd become more curious about girls and the possibility she might be bi, as she assisted so many girls and women she found attractive.
"Bi?"
"I don't know," Courtney answered after a bit of a pause.
"Have you ever been with a girl, Courtney?" Victoria asked point blank, thinking this seduction would be a lot different than her aggressive dominations.
"No, never," Courtney said, finding this conversation becoming a little awkward.
"Have you ever wondered?" Victoria asked.
"I should really get going," Courtney said, suddenly very uncomfortable with where this conversation was going.
Victoria asked the suddenly nervous girl. "What do you think happened with the couple I just dealt with?"
"I don't know," Courtney said.
"Take a guess," Veronica ordered, as she used eye contact to assert her control and power... a very powerful intimidation technique.
"Well, she left wearing white nylons," Courtney said.
"Yes, she did," Veronica said. "You see, there are two ways to deal with shoplifters. That's not what that couple was doing, but dealing with a shoplifter is more clear cut. One, I can call the police. But to be honest, they don't take shoplifting too seriously, and the thief usually gets off with a warning... and then resents me and often tries to steal from my store again."
"Really?" Courtney asked, having always assumed everybody who got caught shoplifting would be charged and thus acquire a criminal record.
"Yes, or I deal with them myself," Veronica said.
"I see," Courtney said, beginning to feel her boss might be hitting on her.
"How would you deal with a shoplifter?" Veronica asked, dangling her heel from her toe.
"I don't know," Courtney said, having no idea what she might do.
"Okay, then let's talk it through. First, you have to show them who's boss," Veronica explained. "You have to make it clear they screwed up so they're in trouble, you're in charge, and that you hold their fate in your hands."
"How do you do that?" Courtney asked, part of her still thinking Ms. Stone could be hitting on her, another part thinking she was just being a conscientious boss.
"Intimidation," Veronica said, hopping off her desk.
As she stalked over to her new prey, determined to achieve her turn number five, and perhaps an assistant manager as well, since Courtney really had potential, she added, "Like I said, you need to show them who's boss."
"I see," Courtney said, trembling slightly, as her boss now stood directly before her.
"Want to do a brief roleplay to experience how I might deal with someone who tried to steal from me, or who was having sex in my change rooms?" Veronica asked.
"Suuuuuure," Courtney said, not even realizing she was answering awkwardly until she had.
"I'll be the boss, and you'll be the thief," Veronica said.
"Okay," Courtney said.
"Sit down," Veronica roared right out of the blue, pointing at a chair.
"Y-y-yes, ma'am," Courtney stammered, astonished by the sudden shift in tone as she scrambled urgently to seat herself.
"You have the gall to have sex in my change room?" Veronica demanded, glaring down at her stunned employee.
"Sorry ma'am, it will never happen again," Courtney quavered, definitely feeling intimidated.
"Do you know I should call the cops?" Veronica said, as she stalked a complete 360 around the bewildered employee.
"Please, no," Courtney begged, trying to act like someone who'd just done what she was being fake accused of.
"Or perhaps I should call your parents," Veronica threatened, "I'll bet they'd love to know their daughter is a cheap slut who fucks guys in public-access change rooms."
"Please, no," Courtney said again, going along with the scenario, even as she wondered if this was actually how her boss had dealt with that couple.
"Why shouldn't I? You're obviously a whore," Veronica snapped, loving the stunned look in her employee's eyes.
"I'm not a whore," Courtney defended her character, "I just made a mistake."
"And how do you plan to make up for that mistake?" Veronica asked, her tone still cold, but slightly softer.
"Anything," Courtney said. "I'll do anything. Please don't tell my parents or call the cops."
"Anything?" Veronica asked, her tone softening some more.
"Yes, ma'am," Courtney replied, trying to roleplay how she thought someone would squirm in such an intense situation.
"Good," Veronica said. "Very good. Then I think we can come to an arrangement that will keep your indiscretion just between you and me."
Courtney had entertained suspicions about how her boss might have manipulated those not quite criminals, and now she had all the evidence she needed to close the case. She asked, now playing along, "What kind of arrangement?"
"You do a little something for me," Veronica said.
"What do you want me to do?"
Veronica strolled back to her desk, hopped back onto it, and ordered, "Crawl to me."
"Ma'am?" Courtney asked, not play acting for the moment, but actually a little surprised by this new tack.
"Don't question me, just fucking do as you're told," Veronica growled in a terse, don't-fucking-question-me tone.
Courtney wasn't sure how far this roleplaying was about to go, as she slid off the chair, got onto all fours and crawled to her boss.
"Good girl," Veronica smiled, her tone instantly back to amicable.
Courtney reached her boss's legs and feet as her boss ordered, "Remove my heels for me. It's been a long day."
Courtney wordlessly did.
"Now massage my feet," Veronica ordered.
Courtney, thinking this had finally gone a step too far, said, "Ms. Stone, I believe we've taken this far enough for me to understand your technique."
"Do you?" Veronica asked, looking down at the cute girl.
"Yes, Ms. Stone," Courtney said.
"Well, then, think of this next bit as part of your job interview for assistant manager," Veronica said.
"Excuse me?" Courtney asked, this encounter quickly falling off the rails.
"You came in here intending to blackmail me, didn't you?" Veronica asked.
"No," Courtney said.
"Don't lie to me," Veronica threatened. "I can always tell when I'm being lied to."
"Okay, okay," Courtney said. "At first I did, but then I couldn't go through with it."
"I see," Veronica said. "but you do want the assistant manager's position, don't you?"
"Yes, I do," Courtney said.
"And I want someone who'll massage my feet and eat my pussy whenever I need her to," Veronica said bluntly, gazing down at her bewildered employee.
"Ma'am, I've never done that before," Courtney said, shocked by where this was going.
"Perhaps. But you've been demonstrating to me for a month you're a fast learner," Veronica said, as she spread her legs to reveal her pussy, sans underwear.
Courtney's eyes went wide... she was suddenly staring directly at her boss's pussy!
"Want the promotion, Courtney?" Veronica asked.
"I do, I really do," Courtney said, her head spinning with possibilities and consequences. On the one hand, she really wanted the new position. On the other hand, did she want it this way? On yet a third hand, she'd become curiouser and curiouser (to quote Alice) about being with a woman. Yet, on still a fourth hand (perhaps we're constructing an octopus), did she want her first time to be like this?
"Look, Courtney," Veronica said. "I need a woman who's willing to do whatever it takes. Someone I can trust. Someone who will do what I ask. Someone who can be a ball breaker when she needs to be, but also understands her place, as you mentioned way back at the beginning, 'underneath' me."
Courtney was speechless. She definitely wanted the job; she also wanted to bury her face between her pretty boss's legs... her scent drifting ever so slightly across to her. Yet she didn't want to get the job because she'd eaten her boss's pussy. She looked directly at the pussy for a long, obvious moment, then up to Ms. Stone's face and she said, "Ms. Stone, I really want this job, I do. But I don't want to earn it this way."
Veronica could see the curiosity, even a little lust in her employee's eyes, as she asked, "Then if it isn't a job requirement, do you want to eat my pussy?"
Courtney looked back to the pussy under discussion, which seemed to be drawing her in... the scent... the slight glistening on the labia, mixed with her own growing curiosity, before she looked back up to her boss and answered, "Yes."
"Yes, what?" Veronica asked, always loving to hear a recently straight woman spell it out.
"Yes, I want to lick your pussy," Courtney said, "but I want to earn the job on my own merits."
"That's very commendable of you," Veronica allowed. "I'll keep that in mind."
Courtney wasn't sure what to do next. Just lean her head forward and begin licking? Wait for an order? This wasn't as straightforward as being with a guy, where by now she'd already have his cock in her mouth.
Veronica saw the hesitation and slight confusion in the sweet girl. She ordered, sliding her ass forward a bit, "Go ahead Courtney, eat my pussy. No strings, just between friends."
"Yes, ma'am, gladly," Courtney said, as she leaned her head between her boss's legs, extended her tongue and licked.
"Good," Veronica moaned, as turn number five became official. As the sweet girl ever so tentatively began to lick her, she reached for her phone and slyly filmed the action. She loved being able to re-watch a first time... and even though there was a security camera recording the entire scene complete with sound, she liked the close-ups. She also liked having some evidence on hand to prove she hadn't coerced someone, in case sometime down the road she was accused of doing that.
Courtney was enveloped by her employer's womanly scent, and she literally felt fireworks on her tongue as she licked the surprisingly tasty pussy. She'd never really considered the possible taste of someone's pussy, although she had tasted her own off her fingers, and hers usually had no particular taste at all... but this was different. She couldn't get enough of it! She licked. She probed.
Veronica moaned and asked, "Are you enjoying your first pussy, Courtney?"
"Yes ma'am," Courtney replied mindlessly, focused completely on the pussy.
"How do I taste?" Veronica asked, knowing she had a sweet-tasting pussy.
"So good, Ms. Stone, so good," she replied, in a lustful daze as she kept licking.
"You understand regardless of whether or not you earn the assistant manager job, this will be one of your regular pastimes from now on," Veronica said, loving to watch a straight woman suddenly discover the joys of pussy... knowing she'd singlehandedly changed the girl's sexual trajectory for life. "Not as a job requirement, but simply because we both love doing this together."
"Yes, Ms. Stone, absolutely," Courtney mindlessly agreed, thrilled to know she'd be allowed to eat this pussy again and again.
"You're a natural pussy licker," Veronica moaned, really enjoying the sweet girl's tongue.
"Thank you," Courtney replied, as she licked away, thrilled to know she was doing a good job, since she had no idea what she was doing... and eating a pussy was a lot more nuanced than sucking a dick.
"Yes, now don't stop," Veronica moaned, "you're getting me close."
"Then please come on my face," Courtney requested, dying to discover if pussy cum was as tasty as this current pussy wetness.
"You want my pussy juice?" Veronica asked.
"Yes, please, I want it so bad," Courtney begged. She hated swallowing cock cum even though oddly she'd always enjoyed taking cock cum facials, and now she wanted to know what a female cum facial would be like.
"You can beg better than that," Veronica said.
"Oh please, Ms. Stone, I'd love you to come all over my face, and baptise me as your pet pussy muncher," Courtney extemporised in utter lust.
"Oh yes, suck on my clit, you hungry slut," Veronica ordered, so close!
Courtney obeyed, not at all fazed at being called a slut, as she sucked the swollen clit between her lips and began shaking her head left and right.
"Ooooooooooooh, fuck," Veronica screamed, as the intense pleasure on her clit triggered her orgasm, and she squirted all over the pretty girl's face.
"Yes, so glorious," Courtney moaned as her face was splashed with wetness.
"Such a good cunt licker," Veronica moaned as she enjoyed her orgasm. As it began to fade, and as nevertheless Courtney kept licking her, she decided to do something she didn't do too often: to return the favour.
"Hop up on my desk," Veronica invited, as she pushed the college girl's head away and hopped off of the desk.
Courtney was pulled to her feet by her boss and helped onto the desk.
Veronica spread the girl's legs and buried her face in the pantyhose- and panty-clad crotch.
"Ooooooooh, my," Courtney moaned, realizing eating Ms. Stone had gotten her very wet, and very horny.
"Shit, you're soaking wet," Veronica said, as she sucked the girl's wetness through two layers of fabric. Veronica enjoyed eating a pussy through pantyhose, but not through panties. She reached for some scissors and cautioned, "Don't move."
Courtney said, "Okay," as she watched her boss open up her pantyhose, quickly snip her thong into a couple of pieces, pull it out, toss it away, toss the scissors onto the desk, and bury her face in her pantyhose-clad crotch.
"This is much better," Veronica said, as she sucked on the sweet-tasting wet pussy through the sheer hosiery.
"Oh yes, Ms. Stone, that feels so good," Courtney moaned. She wasn't sure if it was the wild situation, the eating through the nylon, her own horniness, or her boss's amazing mouth, but she'd never been orally pleased anything like this. The odd boy who went down on her did it for a few seconds and had never gotten her off, just gotten her frustrated... but she knew this time she was going to come... hard... and soon.
"Your pussy is amazing," Veronica said, as she sucked the pussy lips, the clit, and the wetness through the hosiery... always finding the combined taste of pussy juice with pantyhose erotic. She knew it was weird, but she didn't care.
"No one has ever done me like thiiiiiiis," Courtney moaned, as her orgasm rose quickly.
"You just hadn't met the right woman," Veronica said, having turned many other girls this way in her life... by having mastered the technique of giving a woman an amazing oral orgasm... one that would linger long after the actual event was over.
"I'm about to come!" Courtney declared.
Veronica sucked the clit through the sheer hosiery and wiggled her tongue over it... which usually sent girls ballistic.
"Mother fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucker!!" Courtney screamed, as the orgasm collided with her, and her entire body was filled with inner fire.
"Good girl," Veronica purred as she sucked up the girl's pussy cum through the sheer hosiery... the cum tasting so good this way.
"Ooooooooh," was all the college girl could muster as she collapsed back onto the desk, her back resting uncomfortably across a stapler... but she didn't care... she was overwhelmed by the afterglow of bliss.
Veronica got up a moment later, went to her phone and updated the score.
Score at 5:47 PM on Saturday:
Scorecard:
Crystal: 6
Veronica: 5
Jasmine: 4
Carol: 3
Portia: 3
"That was unreal," Courtney said, still in a daze and unable to move.
"Wait until I fuck you with a strap-on," Veronica teased.
"You're not serious," Courtney said.
"Or perhaps a double dildo to fill both of those holes," Veronica smiled.
"Now I know you're kidding," Courtney laughed as she slowly sat up.
Veronica went to her desk and pulled out two strap-on cocks. One of them indeed sporting two parallel dicks. "You were saying?"
"Oh my," Courtney gasped.
Veronica looked at the clock. She still had some time before he had to be at her friend's place. "Bend over my desk, my sexy slut."
"You're going to fuck me?" Courtney asked, even though the question seemed rhetorical, since her boss was already fastening the single cock harness to her loins.
"I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked," Veronica foretold, as she tightened her harness and Courtney climbed off the desk.
Veronica walked around her, flipped her dress up, pulled her pantyhose down to her ankles, and slid her cock into the still very wet pussy.
"Oh God, I can't believe you're actually fucking me!" Courtney moaned, as suddenly she had seven inches of cock inside her.
"Oh, we're just getting started," Veronica said, as she began pounding her new assistant manager and wondering where turn number six would come from.
THE END
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