Unspoken Pleasure

She led us down a long high-domed hallway, up a grand flight of stairs, down another long hallway and then into a room which, like the Governor’s bedroom had been, was bigger than my entire house.

She faced us and gave us a formal little bow, not obsequiously but just to set an elegant tone. Ashley and I released each other’s hands, stood very straight and returned the courtesy.

“My name is Chanel, and you young ladies are to do as I say this evening. Not in any major way, but I’ll be preparing you for your duties and tell you where to go, that sort of thing.”

I thought to myself, Of course she would be a Chanel and not some common name like Betty. Speaking on behalf of the aforementioned ‘young ladies’ I returned as elegantly as possible, “I’m Jenny and this Ashley. We will be hap… um, shall be delighted to do, um, to abide by whatever you say, Miss.”

Chanel gave us a disarming giggle and assured us, “You can relax a bit, we don’t have to be all that formal with each other, we’re just the help.”

She continued, “I’m to prepare you for this evening. Who wants to be gotten ready first?”

“I do, I guess,” I offered, more relaxed, but still unsure what the plan was.

“Good,” she said, “please stand right here, may I touch you?” I nodded my assent and with no further preliminary she began to undress me. Not impersonally, but as an appreciative lover, bestowing constant little kisses and caresses all over me, paying special attention to my breasts and other points of interest as she uncovered them.

My body trembled as I glanced over to Ashley, who was watching closely, her eyes very wide.

Once I was down to my thigh highs, Chanel dropped to her knees and sensuously rolled my stockings down my legs. Once I was completely naked, she blew a stream of moist, cool air onto my wet pussy and explained, “One of my duties is to get you off as part of your preparation. The Governor doesn’t wish you ladies to be distracted by any unnecessary sexual tension as you begin the evening.”

“Um, okaaaay,” I moaned, as she began licking.

I reached towards Ashley for some support and she came over first to steady me with a hand, but soon she was caressing my cheek and my sensitive breasts and kissing my lips as I supported myself with my hands on her steady shoulders and this blonde goddess got me off.

We both looked down to watch, mesmerized that the most beautiful woman in the world was willingly on her knees licking my pussy; and her tongue was doing wonders. I don’t know if it was her beauty, the situation, or her tongue… likely all three… but my orgasm grew quickly.

She purred, “You taste so sweet, Jenny,” as she slid two fingers inside me.

She found my g-spot in seconds and began drumming her fingers on it.

“Oh God,” I screamed, holding tight to Ashley’s shoulders. The double simulation on my clit and g-spot was too much and I came hard! She lapped up my cum and then stood up and kissed me, but only briefly, like a punctuation mark.

Breaking the kiss, she turned to Ashley and said playfully, “Your turn, sexy. May I touch you?”

“You bet!,” Ashley grinned, although looking as stunned as I did, as we released each other so Chanel could undress her in the same attentive and stimulating fashion as she’d done me.

While my girlfriend and I again kissed and embraced each other and Ashley held onto me for dear life, Chanel replicated her pussy pleasing on her, and she also came rather quickly from Chanel’s talented fingers and tongue.

Chanel stood up, gave us each a brief kiss, briefly used some baby wipes on our pussies, pointed to a bed across the cavernous room and ordered, “Both of you please put on the outfits laid out on that bed for you.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said, wanting to show her our submissiveness and maybe get the privilege, hopefully with Ashley’s help, of returning the favour.

“Ma’am?” she chuckled. “I’m only nineteen.”

“Sorry,” I apologized.

“It’s okay,” she smiled. “Like you I’m submissive, so I can empathise with your desire to please people.”

“Well, you certainly know how to please,” Ashley complimented her earnestly.

“As I imagine both of you do as well,” Chanel said, as she pointed to the outfits on the bed, which were clearly maids’ outfits. Since I was noticeably shorter than Ashley, it was obvious which outfit was for whom.

We both put on black thigh highs with seams down the back of the legs, black skirts and white blouses… and not surprisingly after Megan’s hints about tonight, there weren’t any panties or bras.

Once we were dressed, Chanel instructed, “Please follow me.”

We did and were led across the large room to a walk-in closet containing hundreds of pairs of shoes.

Ashley gasped, “I’m in heaven!”

“Didn’t I just take you to heaven a few minutes ago?” Chanel quipped.

“That you did,” Ashley laughed.

“Happy heel hunting,” Chanel said, before adding, “The Governor would prefer you each in four- or five-inch heels, but will understand if that isn’t something you’ll be comfortable walking in. You’ll be on your feet most of the night, so don’t be martyrs.”

Ashley giggled, like a kid in a candy store, “Shoes!”

I nodded, “Okay.”

“By the way, choose wisely, as you’re welcome to keep whatever pair you decide on as a gift,” Chanel added.

“No way!” Ashley gasped, as she headed into the closet ‘shoe store’.

For fifteen minutes we were like Barbie girls as we tried on dozens of heels.

“How can I possibly choose only one?” Ashley asked.

“How many would you like?” asked a voice from behind us.

Ashley froze.

I turned around in a pair of gorgeous but awkward[A1] five-inch red heels and greeted, “Hi, Governor Greene.”Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hi, Jenny,” the Governor greeted, dressed in a classy black dress as she walked over to Ashley and gave her a brief hug. “And you must be Ashley.”

“H-h-hi Governor,” Ashley stammered, as she shook her hand.

“Are you two enjoying yourselves?” she asked.

“It’s like a dream come true,” Ashley said, gushing.