Chapter Two
As Moira escorted the remaining girls to their respective rooms, the tall ebony Alesha, walked into her large, well-appointed, airy room and saw upon the expensive white king-size Egyptian cotton bedclothes lay the skimpiest lacy see-through body suit. Immediately she picked it up and realised that it had been cut for her exact measurements and would fit like a glove, with no room for panties or a bra.
She was kicking herself for letting the blonde girl get a chance to secure the most lucrative position before she could utter a protest. However, she vowed not to let any upstart bitch from Ukraine or wherever she was from, steal away her chance of getting the job. She walked over to the built-in wardrobe and opened it. On the hangers, were perched a variety of similar skimpy lingerie, all see-through and most with a peek-a-boo slit at the crotch. It was her 'uniform' while attending the interview process. She quickly slipped the luxurious lacy and satin nothingness on and went to the door. Opening it, she glanced up and down the hallway and slipped out, quietly closing the door behind her and making her way down, retracing her steps. She had the forethought to slip off her heeled shoes and padded down barefoot. She cautiously looked over the shoulder, and to her left and right. She entered the large entrance; with the wide sweeping stairs she had seen upon her entry.
Then a noise caught her attention, it was unmistakable. She listened intently and slipped across the entrance to a pair of doors in panelled wood. The door was open a fraction, so screwing up her courage she pushed the gap a few centimetres and could hear Katya sighing and gasping as IIya ate her pussy. Pushing the door further, she craned her head to catch a glimpse of Katya's arms gripping the back of the couch and gasping as her pussy was licked proficiently. Momentarily shocked, Alesha considered backing out of the room, leaving the two lovers to their pleasures, and then she thought again. Should she intrude or even join in? Katya was her adversary in this situation, she might secure the highest-paid position by the mere virtue of being quick off the mark.
Her dilemma was snatched by a pale hand, closing the door and a whisper from Moira,
"I think it best we leave Mr. Tomorov to interview her in peace, don't you?" Moira eyed the gorgeous ebony's body and then smiled, "Perhaps we might start your interview now, with me, as you're dressed for it. Follow me!" She took her arm and led her up the stairs to an upper-floor bedroom. As Moira opened the door Alesha padded in feeling the thick pile of the carpet. She stopped and turned, and Moira closed the door and locked it.
"Are you going to interview me here?" Alesha asked.
"I always interview prospective staff in my bedroom. Now, if you wish to be considered a serious candidate for the positions here, it's not just Mr. Tomorov you must impress, but me too. I have a lot of influence with Mr. Tomorov and if you interview well here and now, then you needn't concern yourself with the young woman currently being fucked hard downstairs." Moira slipped off her smart blouse and revealed a white stain bra deposited it on her bed and then unzipped the skirt, uncovering a matching high-cut pair of panties. Keeping her high heels on, Moira looked at Alesha," I think you need to help me out of this," She pulled the right shoulder strap of the bra and slipped it down.
Alesha licked her lips and decided to enlist this woman's support, even if she had to fuck her. She stepped forward and pulled the straps off her shoulders and reached round and unclipped the back. In this position, Moira took the lead and reached up, allowing the bra to fall away, and held Alesha's head and pulled her for a deep wet kiss. Alesha allowed Moira to pull her and willed herself to relax and allow Moira's tongue to probe her mouth, while she cupped Moira's small, firm breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and Alesha pinched them to excite her further.
This wasn't Alesha's first time with a woman. In her drive to leave the London borough of her birth, she'd had to compromise herself with gang members, and then when she got to the West End, she had been 'discovered' by a small-time lingerie designer who took her to her bed and taught her how to lick a woman's sex. After the affair faded, Alesha took advantage of the connections that her former lover had provided her and managed to move on to lingerie shoots across the globe. Inevitably, she fell in love with the photographer and had three great years. She'd retired after he was given a terminal diagnosis and she nursed him over his mercifully short six months. and she had to start again, but the world had moved into the financial crisis and the work had dried up. Then the agency approached her with this opportunity and Alesha, being a level-headed woman realised that the money would set her up for life.
Moira was enjoying Alesha's mouth, and the feeling of her small breasts being massaged but she soon wanted more. Moira was comfortable with her bi-sexuality, and even more at home with her manner. She was a forceful lover, demanding and often impatient. With Alesha, she would have all the power and quickly decided to press her advantage and have this beautiful ebony give her what she wanted. Moira pulled away from her kissing and walked to the bed, pulling off her panties and kicking them off impatiently. She climbed on the bed, opened her toned legs, and using her two hands prised open your smooth waxed vaginal lips.
"Take that skimpy thing off and lick my pussy. If you make me cum, I'll make sure you get your opportunity to see Mr. Tomorov for an uninterrupted hour." She cooed.
Alesha pulled off the body and climbed on the bed and buried her mouth in Moira's wet, fragrant pussy and began to kiss and lick her labia. Moira reached down and held Alesha's head in position as she began to tense her buttocks and raised them to rub herself onto Alesha's tongue. Alesha could feel the friction of her sex on her sensitive lips and with her head held, struggled to breathe, taking in noisy gasps to maintain her attention on Moira's cunt. Shifting upwards, she managed to find Moira's clitoral hood flicked it with the tip of her tongue and made direct contact with Moira's clitoris.
