'You need to ask yourself a question, Miss Rose: how far will you go to keep your man?' She leaned in close, her sweet breath warm against Pam's neck. Pam gasped as she felt Gabrielle's fingers touch her inner thigh and slide slowly up her leg, gently teasing her smooth, pale skin. She gasped, and Gabrielle smiled, as a finger brushed lightly against Pam's panties, a touch so light it could have been a light breeze, but so powerful that Pam's knees weakened.
'I'd do anything for him, Pamela,' she whispered, her soft, moist lips brushing Pam's ear. Pam found herself frozen to the spot as Gabrielle quickly, smoothly slipped beneath Pam's panties, smiling as she felt the wetness of her pink lips, and pushed a finger deep inside her. Pam's legs buckled, and if not for the jostling crowd hemming her on all sides she'd have fallen to the ground.
Gabrielle gazed deep into Pam's eyes as she withdrew her finger, sliding it wetly along Pam's thigh before bringing it to her lips. Pam saw the tip of Gabrielle's finger glisten with her juices, and despite her shock she couldn't help but let out a quiet moan as the beautiful French woman slid it between her moist lips, tasting Pam's pussy.
Gabrielle smiled as she drew her wet finger from her mouth, ran it along Pam's cheek and whispered, 'Now, let's go and see what we can both do for our master, shall we?' Without another word she turned and walked in the direction of Robert and the Ambassador.
In the space of just a few seconds Pam had gone from elation to despair. Not only was this stunning, stylish French beauty involved with Foster, a man she'd naively assumed she had all to herself, but she intended to steal him from her. Gabrielle intended to leave Pam with nothing; to send her back to the life she'd led just a week earlier, bleak, gray and hopeless.
Pam had never before considered the possibility that Robert may have other women in his life. Once she'd come to terms with the fact that he was interested in her, a lowly drone from the Records department, she'd assumed that she had Foster to herself. Now she realized she'd have to fight to keep hold of her man. She'd have to take on this Parisian bitch and beat her at her own game.
Across the room she saw Gabrielle reach Robert, twice kissing him on the cheek and laughing at some unheard joke. Pam felt her cheeks flush once more as Gabrielle glanced over Robert's shoulder back at her, smiling warmly with everything but her cold, cruel eyes. Pam felt she could barely move, frozen with jealousy and the chilling fear that she may lose her man, that all this might slip away. Her heart jumped to her throat as Robert shook hands with the Ambassador, placed his hand lightly around Gabrielle's waist and turned to leave the room. Tears pricked at her eyes, and in the crowded ballroom surrounded by hundreds of people she'd never felt more alone.
'Excuse me, Madame,' a polite, refined French voice called out behind her. Pam turned to see a short, white haired waiter in an ill fitting tuxedo. 'Monsieur Foster requests your presence in his suite.'
Pam smiled softly as the waiter withdrew into the crowd, then began to push her way through the jostling, laughing herd towards the door. Maybe he sent Gabrielle away, she thought to herself with rising hope. Maybe she was lying about being involved with Robert. Maybe she's just jealous of me!
Thoughts raced through Pam's head as she navigated the corridors, swinging wildly between hope and despair, but by the time she reached the door to Foster's exclusive suite her thoughts of Gabrielle stealing Robert away had all but gone. He'd brought her to Paris, after all. He'd spent most of the last week with her, never allowing her out of his sight for more than an hour or two. It's not like he'd fly her across the world only to abandon her. Right?
She pushed open the double door to the suite, hoping to find Robert waiting for her, but instead found the room empty but for a nearly folded pile of clothing in the center of the room, atop which lay a note.
Put this on and join us in the master bedroom.
Beneath the note was the costume of a French maid, soft black silk fringed with white lace, simple and plain aside from the stocking straps that hung loose from the waist. The note had made it clear that Pam wouldn't have Foster to herself tonight, and as she stared at the black silk dress she felt a jealous rage build within her. Gone was the fear that Gabrielle would steal Robert from her. For the first time she felt not like a victim but a warrior. The gauntlet had been tossed down, and it was up to her to choose to fight back.
Gabrielle would not steal Robert, Pam decided. If she thought she could win him with sex she'd have to get past Pam first, and she refused to go down without a fight.
Chapter Three
Before the bedroom door swung open Pam could already hear the sounds of Gabrielle servicing Robert. The quiet, distinctive sound of her wet lips and busy tongue lapping against his thick, hard cock was unmistakable. A wave of jealousy flowed through Pam's mind, but despite her envious rage she also felt an unmistakeable, powerful arousal at the thought of watching another woman pleasure her master; at the thought of playing the part of voyeur, of witnessing Robert's magnificent body as a bystander, watching as he came into another. Her jealousy was no match for the tight, dizzying burst of arousal she felt when she pictured Robert's shaft sliding in and out of Gabrielle's lips.
As the door opened the noise intensified. Her mind overflowed with the sensual, hypnotic sound of Robert's quiet moans and Gabrielle's gasping, fitful breath as she struggled to inhale around the thick, firm shaft filling her mouth and stretching her wet, cherry red lips. Pam's fingers absently slid down her body, slipping beneath the soft silk of her dress to find her tight, swollen lips crowned with the dripping, bulging mound that could explode with pleasure at the lightest touch. Already she could smell her own scent mingling with the thick, sweet aroma emanating from the writhing, hungry bodies of Robert and Gabrielle.
Pam looked down at herself on final time before she entered. Behind her her dress lay abandoned, replaced with the tight, short silk maid's outfit. The lace pinched at her forearms, but she couldn't deny she looked sexy. The hem sat just beneath the full, round curve of her ass and the tight waist cinched in beneath her firm breasts, her nipples hard beneath the fine silk.
Robert didn't notice her as she entered. He sat on the edge of the bed, eyes closed and face pointed to the ceiling, his tuxedo strewn across the floor. His hands pressed into the soft sheets, and in his arousal his thick, darkly haired chest rose and fell with shuddering breaths. Gabrielle lay on all fours between his legs, her mane of silken brown hair bobbing lightly up and down as she worked Robert's throbbing, pulsing shaft with her tongue and lips. Despite herself Pam paused for a moment to admire Gabrielle's form. She was dressed in tight latex from head to toe. Her tight, shiny butt thrust invitingly into the air, and Pam noticed the only hint of her smooth skin popped between a small slit in the latex that revealed her shaved, wet pussy.
Pam crept silently across the room, careful not to disturb Robert as he moaned with pleasure, and quietly moved in close beside Gabrielle's latex clad body, still unnoticed. Gabrielle's eyes were closed tight, her nose pressed against the base of Robert's thick cock as she sucked and teased. Pam lowered herself to her knees, still silent, and reached into Robert's suitcase at the foot of the bed. In just a few seconds she found what she was looking for. Her fingers wrapped around the black rubber shaft of a strap on penis, and quickly, deftly, she hooked the belt around her waist and secured it between her legs, the strap biting slightly between her thighs.
Still Robert had not noticed her, and still Gabrielle panted with her mouth full of Robert's bulging cock. Pam watched for a moment, noticing the way Gabrielle's cheek bulged slowly as the tip of Robert's hard shaft pressed against it, how her lips glistened and gleamed with her saliva, coating Robert's shaft with every gentle bob of her head. She wished she could lean in, wrestle Robert from Gabrielle and take him in her mouth, but she knew she could not win him with force.
She tore her eyes reluctantly from the scene, casting her gaze on Gabrielle's tight, slender body. She smiled smugly as she saw the latex pulled tight against the French woman'
s small breasts, noting that her own were much larger. Pam crawled on all fours beside Gabrielle, watching her body writhe within her shiny latex suit, and then positioned herself on her knees inches behind the woman's thrusting, pouting ass.
For the first time Pam touched her, sliding her hands around the front of Gabrielle's thighs for purchase, and before her rival could react Pam thrust the thick, black strap on between the narrow gap in the latex and into her pink, tight pussy.
Gabrielle gasped, almost choking on Robert's erection with surprise, and Pam grinned as Robert opened his eyes and saw her grasping Gabrielle's small, girlish body. With obvious pleasure Robert watched as Pam thrust her hips and pushed her rubber cock deeper into Gabrielle, her wetness allowing the shaft to slide easily between the tight, stretched lips of the girl's dripping pussy. Gabrielle moaned with pleasure before Robert pulled her mouth back onto his throbbing length, and her groan became muffled as his shaft once again slid to the back of her throat.
Now Robert's attention was firmly on Pam, Gabrielle's shiny, writhing body ignored. Pam's hips moved in a slow, tight circle, sliding the shaft of the dildo gently in and out of the moaning young woman. Pam bit her lip and gasped with pleasure and surprise at the new and never before imagined sensation of entering another person. She'd never considered what pleasure could come from the power of pushing a cock deep into a pussy, of violating someone, controlling them. She felt giddy as she pushed the long shaft deeper into Gabrielle, deeper, so deep that the girl before her squealed in pain as the thick base stretched her tight and the tip probed the depths of her body.
But she continued. Pam didn't care about Gabrielle's discomfort as long as Robert kept looking into Pam's eyes with undisguised hunger. She thrust hard again, enjoying the sensation of Gabrielle's body flinching beneath her. The French woman gasped, coughed, and raised her head from Robert's cock.
'Oh, that hurts. Please, Pamela, not so deep,' she pleaded. Robert glanced down at her, stroked her hair and whispered quietly to soothe her, then nodded to Pam, a silent order to continue.
Pam thrust again, down to the base, using her weight to push the cock deeper until her pelvis was pressed tight against Gabrielle's ass. The girl squealed with pain one last time, and Pam relented. She slowly slid herself from Gabrielle's tight, red pussy, feeling the excitement grow between her own legs as the thick, bulbous black shaft popped from between the girl's stretched lips. The shiny black strap on glistened with Gabrielle's juices, and Pam couldn't resist climbing up the small, weak body beneath her, taking a handful of hair in her fist and guiding Gabrielle's mouth onto the dripping shaft.
Beneath her Gabrielle had no choice but to suck on the black rubber shaft, and Pam took the opportunity to dip her head to Robert's throbbing cock to claim it as her prize. Still wet from Gabrielle's mouth, Pam could feel that Robert's cock was ready to explode. She was so familiar with his body that she could sense each muscle tensing, each gasp and pant leading to his eruption, and Pam could tell that watching her overpower and dominate Gabrielle had excited him.
'Mmmmmm,' she hummed wetly, letting the vibration of her voice run along Foster's shaft. With one hand pressing Gabrielle's mouth onto the strap on and the other clasped tight around the thick, veined base of Robert's cock, Pam braced herself on her knees as Robert gasped above her and the first wave of thick, creamy cum burst onto her tongue.
'Oh God, Pam, yes!' he cried, falling back onto the bed as his cock twitched and pulsed on her tongue. Thick cum sprayed into Pam's mouth, rolling down her tongue and filling every corner until she felt she might burst in a spray of creamy juice. Even now, with her mouth full of her master's gift and the thick shaft pouring ever more into her, Pam could taste Gabrielle on her lips. The wine on her breath had left Robert tasting of her.
Gabrielle's hands gripped the soft silk of Pam's dress, clutching at her legs in an attempt to push aside the black shaft of the strap on, and Pam realized that the girl was struggling to breathe with her mouth so full. She pulled back her hips, drawing the wet cock from Gabrielle's throat, and looked down at the red faced woman gasping beneath her. Gabrielle panted desperately, looking up jealously at Pam's lips pursed around Robert's spent cock.
Pam tried not to grin triumphantly as she drew her lips from Robert, and she only just managed to keep her lips together to avoid drooling her mouthful of cum. She moved her body backwards, her ass sliding smoothly on top of Gabrielle's slick outfit, and as Robert looked on she lowered her head to the woman beneath her and planted her lips on the French girl's mouth, thrusting her tongue into her and allowing Robert's cum to gush from mouth to mouth. Gabrielle moaned, beaten and subjugated but aroused. Pam could feel the girl slide her hands down her own body, reaching for the gap between her legs and teasing her moist, bulging clit as Pam kissed her passionately.
'OK, Pam, now it's Gabrielle's turn.' Pam broke away from the kiss, leaving a long, thin line of cum stretched between their lips before it broke away and dripped into Gabrielle's open mouth. Pam looked up to see Robert standing above them, stroking his still firm cock gently as his two girls writhed beneath him.
'Give her your strap on, Pam,' said Robert, quietly but firmly. Pam felt unsure, worried about what Gabrielle would do to her after she'd humiliated her so completely, and Robert noticed her hesitation. 'That was an order, Pam. Would you like another spanking? I'll let Gabrielle do it this time, and she hits hard.'
Pam dropped her gaze demurely to the floor and struggled with the rubber straps of the dildo. When it came away from her body she realized her pussy was dripping wet, even more than usual after sucking Robert's glorious cock. She clutched the slick, black cock jealously, nervously, but then noticed the expression on Gabrielle's face. It was not one of anger, but lust. Pam looked down Gabrielle's body and saw that she was frantically, hungrily playing with herself, her slender, glistening fingers almost blurs as they rubbed tight, quick circles around the pink bump of her wet clitoris.
Pam pulled Gabrielle's hand away from her pussy and handed her the strap on, watching as the girl leaped to her feet eagerly and strapped the cock between her legs. For the first time in Gabrielle's presence she didn't see her as a rival, but another pleasure to be found. Pam kneeled on the thick, soft carpet as Robert and Gabrielle loomed over her: Robert with his muscled, masculine body and hot, firm erection in his hand, and Gabrielle with her slender form encased in shining latex, the long black shaft of her strap on gleaming with her own sweet saliva.
'Stand up, Pamela,' ordered Robert, his deep voice impossible to disobey. By now Pam had learned not to try. She responded to his order quickly, lifting the silk of her dress to expose her pussy as she stood, offering herself to Robert to do with as he pleased.
Quickly Robert was on her, wrapping his strong, thick arms around her back and kissing her deeply, hungrily, his tongue probing her. She moaned with joy at the long awaited kiss, and in his arms she went limp, giving up all pretension of control. Robert's strong, large hands lifted her feet inches from the carpet, moving her unresisting body into position, and almost immediately she felt the bulging tip of Robert's cock press against her thigh, sliding towards her pussy, and she gently guided herself onto him.
The sensation was incredible. Since Robert had teased her with his cock hours earlier Pam had lusted after it. She'd denied herself all day, refusing to masturbate; refusing to so much as brush her fingers against her own body until the moment she stepped into the room. She'd resolved to wait for Robert, to save herself for the touch of his glorious gift, and now she was glad she'd waited. Already dripping wet, her tight, eager pussy took him in with ease. She stood on tip toes, struggling to keep her pussy at the height of his cock. Standing a full six inches shorter than her man she struggled to raise herself to meet him, and the angle of his erection caused the darkly veined top of the shaft to press firmly against the tight, fizzing mound of her clit.
Pam wrapped her arms around Robert, holding him tight as if afraid to let go, and behind him she s
aw Gabrielle watching them with every sign of enjoyment. The dildo poked out from her tight costume, jutting from her pelvis as if it was an extension of her body, and the girl stroked it as if masturbating a real penis. Her long, graceful fingers ran up and down the black shaft as she squeezed clear lube along its length. Her eyes glazed and she licked her moist, full lips as her hand moved back and forth, coating the dildo with shiny, glistening liquid.
It was only seconds before Pam understood Gabrielle's intentions. The girl moved quickly behind her and out of sight, vanishing for a moment before Pam felt her warm body press against her back. Robert stepped forward as Pam and Gabrielle stepped back and, with Robert's cock still deep inside Pam, she felt herself lowered to the bed, ever so slowly and gently, on top of Gabrielle's dildo.
The shock was astounding. Pam's weight forced the dildo between her round, firm ass cheeks, and in moments the slippery shaft found her tight, pink asshole. The lubricated cock popped in, stretching her wide as it slid deep into her ass. Gabrielle wrapped her latex clad hands around Pam, clasping them over her full breasts and holding her steady as the black rubber cock sank to its base. Now trapped and unable to move an inch, pinned to Gabrielle by her long, black shaft, Pam held still with her asshole tightly stretched as Robert smiled and slid himself deeper into her pussy.
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