Who was it who said that you can't always judge a book by its cover, and you can't always judge a lady by her outward demeanor? Take Lady Penelope. She might appear to be just another classy MILF, who could fill out an evening dress and sit across from one while sipping Champagne and thrusting her huge bosom out for all to enjoy. But if she decided to invite you into her boudoir, be prepared to unleash a feverish nymphomaniac. Nothing was exempt. The oral, anal, group, and on occasion, a little bondage.
Although her best assets were her super-hot pair of 34 DD breasts, she also had a pair of willowy legs and a lissome figure. Women like her love to be desired by men. And the younger the better. Her Ladyship wasn't born a wanton slut, the passage of time saw to that. Penny needed sex every week, and if her needs were not met, the busty blonde could become cantankerous at the drop of a hat. The esteemed fifty-one-year-old noblewoman prided herself on her looks and refined upbringing, and thanks to her late husband, she was able to lead a life of leisure. Apart from her duties administering her household, that being the palatial Williamson Manor, and organising affairs of the estate such as arranging various events and banquets, she sought one thing. Sexual gratification regularly.
With this concept in mind. Penny spent a small fortune on her ensemble of skirts, dresses, lingerie, heels, and stockings.
These included expensive and sophisticated clothing that never deviated from her aristocratic lifestyle. Slinky and suggestive dresses with plunging necklines and incredibly short hemlines were among her favourite attire. Her clothes embodied everything about her. Financial power, independence, and sex appeal. Whatever the occasion, whatever the time of day, Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson was up for grabs.
x
"Elizabeth? Send them in."
She pressed the white button on the intercom and went to stand by the large window of the airy office.
"Yes, M'Lady."
Christopher Mitchell's body tightened as he walked into the office, leading him to button up his well-laundered jacket. He could smell cigarette smoke and Earl Grey tea as he composed himself. Already, he had a bad feeling about the hastily arranged meeting, and being fifteen minutes late was not a wise thing to do.
"Late, as usual, Mister Mitchell. Sit yourself down."
The young trainee businessman sat on one side of a solid mahogany desk and smiled weakly. Her Ladyship's greeting was much more on the chilly side as she glowered at him.
"Mister Chambers."
The blonde indicated an empty seat beside the other.
"My Lady."
George Chambers seated himself next to his despised colleague and adjusted his red-striped necktie. Both men knew that only one of them would leave the office this bright morning still in the woman's employ. In their minds, she and they looked two generations apart. Penny turned to face them, her back to the window, and crossed her arms. The bright sunshine silhouetted her statuesque form perfectly. At five feet ten, the blonde bombshell looked staggering for her age. Her long hair was pinned back in an elegant chignon at the back of her head, and she wore a string of large pearls around her pale neck. Her cream-colored jacket had a lapel collar, high shoulder pads, and long sleeves. Her Ladyship had left it unbuttoned and had it secured around her trim waist only by the removable bow. Thus, her hefty bosom was clearly visible for all to see. Her matching mini skirt had a tailored, crossover design, with an invisible back zip fastening. She stood tall in a pair of asymmetric pointed heels with a four-inch stiletto. Her mere presence left the two men panting, searching the room with wide eyes to focus on anything but the ravishing goddess before them.
"Elizabeth? Hold all my calls for the next half hour."
"As you wish, My Lady."
Ignoring the men, Penny perused the contents of a manila folder in silence. After an uncomfortable five minutes for the two men, she raised her blue-grey eyes from the folder and closed it, tapping the cover with long scarlet nails. The look on her face was not one of good cheer.
"I do so detest coming to this building and having to involve myself in financial matters and the like. This is precisely why I employ people like you to do my bidding. Luckily, I have one of my dearest friends dropping by the house later for a well-timed visit. That will cheer me up no end."
A cloud momentarily covered the sun and cast a shadow across the room. They were meeting in a private office on the twentieth floor of Number 20 Fenchurch Street in the City of London. The commercial skyscraper was affectionately known as The Walkie-Talkie due to its distinctive shape that resembled a two-way radio handset. It had been leased to Her Ladyship for her to run her business interests about affairs of her Estate. She was a company director, having started several business interests with her late husband. Although she considered herself to be a backseat driver. Both anxious fellows visibly gulped as they watched her pull her shoulders back so that her huge breasts strained against the front of her jacket. They had joined her employ as part of an internship, where the young students might benefit from the professional learning experience. Hopefully giving them the opportunity for career exploration and development.
"Gentlemen. I am most displeased with both of you."
After a year, the pair of them, now aged nineteen, had gained valuable work experience, working twelve hours during the Spring and Summer. In the beginning, they both made a good impression. Always polite, smartly dressed, and willing to take on any tasks. They had a youthful enthusiasm and had handled small, tedious, and repetitive duties with a positive attitude, As time went by, it had become known to the others that they were becoming too casual. Deliberately avoiding menial tasks, keeping poor time, and openly flirting with the female members of staff, instead of working.
"What to do with you two?"
Lady Penelope toyed with a lock of her strawberry blonde hair as she cocked her head and stared at each of them in turn. Mitchell intrigued her the most. His thick brown hair had an errant lock that kept falling across his face. He was six feet two and had chosen to wear a grey jacket and black creased trousers. She remembered the day when she had interviewed him almost a year ago. How green he looked. All fixed grins and pasty-faced. What the passing of time does to a boy. Now he had those bedroom eyes and set jawline that signaled a certain maturity.
"When I assign you your positions, I fully expect you to give your very best. Not the day after. Nor the next week. On time, every time."
Chambers and Mitchell looked at each other furtively. They were in trouble and they knew it. They began to feel heated. This office was always several degrees above the temperature of the general office space. Her Ladyship sat back in her chair, openly glaring at them while she fidgeted with a pen in her hand.
"If you had given your all, there would have been regular employment with a substantial salary that most young fellows of your age would give their right arm for."
Penny got up and came to the front of her desk. For a woman more than twice his age, Mitchell thought she looked as good, if not better than most women half her age. He had dated a lot of girls his age who paled in comparison. Her skin was fair to the point that she looked quite pale. That porcelain complexion was a compliment to her blue-grey eyes that focused on his. She turned her attention to Chambers, who was the complete opposite of the other. He had a mop of fair hair with a fringe that came to the tops of his brows. Add to that, he had baby blue eyes and the longest of lashes.
Penny bent her left leg at the knee and the already her already short skirt slid up her bare thigh in an almost provocative manner. As this was within inches of the two wide-eyed interns, they found it nigh on impossible to keep from looking between her open legs. Her black lace thong was displayed shamelessly for both to see as it clung snugly to her muff.
The more her legs opened wider, so her skirt rose higher. Their big eyes feasted on her glorious womanhood as her thong stretched impossibly tight over her prominent mound. To their eyes it seemed that the front was moist, dampened to the point where they could make out the fullness of her labia beneath.
"I promise, My Lady, this won't happen again."
"Indeed, Chambers. There is a lot of money to be handled in my various affairs. And there is also a lot of money to lose as well."
"I agree. I've been remiss of late. I'll give 100 percent from now on, M'Lady."
"I've heard that before, Mr. Mitchell. It's a mantra of someone who will go on and forget in due course. I wanted results, not apologies. Do you understand the position you put me in?"
Lady Penelope leaned forwards with her hands on the edge of the desk, so that her big pair of tits jiggled under her barely tethered jacket. Chambers gulped and nervously crossed his legs. They may not have been the biggest tits in the world, but they were by far the largest he had encountered in the flesh. And what flesh! Likewise, Mitchell's eager eyes delved into the deepest cleavage he had ever seen. Although disturbed, both men's imaginations wandered to lascivious thoughts about the bountiful goddess before them. That voluptuous body, with full breasts atop an hourglass figure that flowed down to well-toned thighs and rounded buttocks that made a pleasing wiggle when she teetered on her rapier-like heels.
"Do either of you have the slightest idea?"
As the copiously stacked MILF waffled on, both virile interns sat uncomfortably in front of her with expanding erections in the tight confines of their trousers. Mitchell thought his stiff dick might very well rip through his pants any second, and cursed himself for choosing his tightest suit. Her tits strained from the increased pressure at the front of her jacket and he struggled to keep any composure.
"Are you even paying attention?"
Her Ladyship smacked her thigh with the palm of her hand so hard that her gigantic tits heaved from her increased inhalations. Both men jumped in their seats as the ravishing seductress glowered in their faces. Chambers winced as his swollen tackle was abruptly grabbed by a slender fist.
"Is this an erection, Chambers? Do my huge tits intrigue you? Does my body excite you? Hmm?"
Penny tilted her head slightly in the direction of Mitchell. Despite her dissatisfaction with the pair of them, her thoughts were occupied with her need to satisfy her sexual desires. After several dormant years, Her Ladyship had developed a voracious sexual appetite. She rubbed her thighs together and clenched her pussy as her fingers strayed closer to his crotch. Chambers felt her fingers move close to his balls, and he shifted in his seat as she squeezed him gently.
"It seems I have you by the balls, my dear fellow."
Her fingers started at the bottom of his erection and then ran up the shaft to highlight it in his pants. She could feel the heat of her sex between her thighs as she relinquished the dick of Chambers.
"The fault is really with me," she said with a shake of her head. "For believing in you in the first place."
Chambers slumped in the chair and resigned himself to the fact that he was history.
"I'm sorry, M'Lady. I'll go and clean out my things."
Mitchell nodded as well and started to rise from his chair, but the esteemed gentlewoman shook her head.
"Not so fast, you two," she said, signaling with a hand for them to remain seated. "Normally, I would send you packing at this point. But, I'm prepared to give you both one more chance."
As she spoke, she stood tall and undid the belt that held her jacket in check. She opened it and let it fall from her shoulders. She cupped her large breasts that were now revealed and watched the two interns imitate gawping goldfish.
The sexual tension was bursting at the seams between the three of them, and the stunned interns were mesmerised by Penelope's breathtaking tits. Little did they know, the salacious blonde had designs on their tender and fertile young bodies.
"Do you both have girlfriends?"
She asked as she looked at them. She reached back and unzipped her mini skirt, doing it slowly to tease the hell out of them. Indeed the anticipation was killing the two fellows as they squirmed on their butts. She pushed the skirt down her hips and kicked it away.
"Yes, I have a girl," stammered Chambers.
Penny pouted sexily as she drank in their avid attention to her lovely breasts. The resplendent socialite tugged at her thong teasingly before sliding them down her toned thighs, exposing the neat triangle of golden hair that adorned her mound of Venus. She bent at the waist and dragged her thong down her legs and lifted her left heel so she could step out of the skimpy underwear.
"And how old is she?"
Dropping the tiny thing at her heels, the wanton minx fingered the moisture that had built between her legs and rested back against the edge of her desk. Chambers wiped a bead of sweat from his upper lip and felt his throat dry up.
"Eighteen."
"And do you fuck?"
"Er. Sometimes."
"Ever fantasise about making love to a real woman? A woman of substance?"
The sexy blonde's gorgeous blue-grey eyes shone with sultry temptation as she stroked the magnificent curves of her bountiful breasts. With her long legs spread high and wide to expose her moist slit, her seductive body language invited them to enjoy every incredible inch of her nakedness.
"Well, my pretty boys. You both owe me. My pussy needs lots of cream. So, I need a good fucking. I find that having sex goes a long way to relieving stress. And you..."
She pointed a long red nail at Mitchell.
"And you." Chambers literally reeled back as her index finger aimed at the big bulge that had tented his pants. To emphasise her point, Penny parted her thighs to reveal the tuft of fine hair that led to her pussy. "Have thirty minutes to get me off. Otherwise, it's the boot. So, get naked."
As they shared a resigned glance at each other, both began to strip. Her Ladyship watched with an acute interest as Mitchell removed his shirt, his shoes, and his trousers. Chambers, already down to his boxers, had a sizeable erection extending vertically inside the cotton. Her eyes never wavered as they finally let out their tackle. The ravenous blonde widened her legs and dug her heels into the carpet.
"Make them nice and hard for me."
Her Ladyship stroked her slit with her middle digit as she put one heel up on the desk. Both men eyed up her exposed snatch with the almost transparent fair pubes and jerked off. They all seemed content watching each other masturbate nearby.
"That's the way, my darlings. Wank those cocks for me."
Chambers gulped hard. The way she said the word cock sounded to his ears like 'cawk.' The racy temptress joyously wallowed on exposing her huge breasts, and delicious pussy in front of the two awkward young fellows. Smiling, Her Ladyship was a vision of wanton abandon. Her conduct was an uninhibited display of sexual freedom. She played with her boobs, cupping them in her hands and squeezing them together, and tweaking her nipples to make them hard. Her left leg spread out wider, and her pink pussy folds glistened in the light. The full-figured vixen pouted and wagged her index finger.
"Touch me."
Mitchell came up in front of her and moved his hands to cup her breasts. He marveled at the shape of them and squeezed them firmly. He drew her right breast into his mouth, sucking on it hard. Then he moved to the other breast, sucking on that one as well as he pawed at the right. Penny reached between her legs to rub her cunt. He could feel her lush tits rise and fall as she breathed.
"Oh, shit!"
He moaned as her soft fingers slide over his boner and he went on tip-toe as he involuntarily humped her fist. She looked at him and then went down on her haunches, flicking her string of pearls over her shoulder.
"I love being on my knees and sucking cock," she said huskily.
With a contented sigh, the renowned Lady licked up from the bottom of his shaft, holding his shaft upright, and took in the head. She slowly slid her mouth down on his length. Mitchell felt her saliva trickle down as she moved her head slowly up and down. The nineteen-year-old looked down in amazement. This naked, mature woman of fifty was openly giving him a blowjob. Something his girlfriend flatly refused to do. And she was sloppy! Drooling and audibly slobbering as she devoured his stiff cock. Her hefty tits jiggled silently as she bobbed, humming on his knob with joy. Sucking hard, she pressed down her head towards his cock, at the same time as he pushed upward.
"Nice. Now you."
Chambers nodded as the top-heavy blonde took his cock into her mouth. He had waited his turn in silence. fascinated by what had just unfolded. As she slipped her mouth down on his dick, he threw his head back as she managed to hoover in his entire length. For the nineteen-year-old intern, this was indescribable. His whole cock slid in and out of the mouth of the experienced female. She sucked, licked with her tongue, and wanked his shaft with her left hand. The relief! The sheer joy of having his cock sucked in by this conceited minx! Her lips and hollows of her cheeks milked him superbly.
He looked at her clear eyes, wide and unblinking as his bell end bumped the back of her throat. The image added to his arousal. He had to fuck her. She stood up and backed up to the edge of the desk.
"Lick me out, boys."
Chambers eagerly acted, kissing up her soft thighs, then her inner leg as he followed his nose. Her Ladyship welcomed his darting tongue slide along the apex where leg met pussy mound. The taste and scent of her vulva were intoxicating. He wormed two fingers in to spread apart her labia as he swiped up her weeping slit. He almost went cross-eyed as he tried to focus on the yellowish pubic hair over her engorged and swollen pussy lips. This wasn't like any of the teenage girls he had previously made out with. This was a full-bodied, seasoned, highly sexed, mature woman.
"Mitchell. Don't be a goose. Flick your tongue over my clit," she demanded.
Penny watched Mitchell lean in to flick the tip of his tongue over her clit.
"Good boys."
In their clumsy, but endearing manner, they sucked and slurped deep inside her quim. Her muff and thighs became saturated with spit. It was all a blur as tongues lapped this way and that. One licked her from left to right and the other up and down. With her hands gripping the desk until her knuckles turned white, the curvy beauty rode their mouths, squeezing their heads with her thighs.
"I loved that, thank you. Now, I need a good fucking with those hard cocks of yours. First, like this."
Lady Penelope turned to face the desk and Mitchell rose to the challenge, swiping his cock from her clitoris down to her puckered asshole. Her response was to wiggle her bottom and lift her heels onto tiptoe.
"Goodness! That feels so nice."
He held her cheeks apart with both hands and delved further inside the pink petals of her pussy and nudged at her glistening slit. Penny flattened to the surface of the desk and her parted legs assumed an inverted V as she made more room for him to view her hot box. Then, she felt the telltale bump of his knob make contact with her entrance and the blonde sent him a mental signal for him to ram home that impressive boner. Put it in, put it in, put it in! His swollen rod made a tunnel between her ass cheeks as he rubbed it up and down the heavenly skin, smearing her juices on his glans.
She could feel his hot breath hiss in her left ear, followed by his hard teeth biting her lobe, which sent a shiver down her spine. He shifted behind her and his left hand pressed on her lower back which made her raise her bottom. Then her folds parted as he fed her his length and he sank inside her with a gentle, but unstoppable push.
"Oh, my word. That...feels...wonder...ful."
At last, penetration! Once halfway in, he paused as her cunt widened to accommodate his surprisingly generous girth. He then retreated until only his cock head was embedded inside her tight pussy. Penny gulped and wished he would fuck her as she remained bent at the waist over the desk, half impaled on his man meat, her pussy weeping. The little shit was teasing her!
"Mitchell. I want you to fuck my brains out. Repeat."
"I...I want you...to."
The man paused and whimpered as he pushed in with agonising slowness.
"I want you to say it."
His cock did not stop until he was all the way in her aching pussy and she felt his groin bump her bum. Her head dipped and she made two fists.
"Holy fuck! I...I want to fuck your brains out! Ho!"
Penny sighed as he held her by the hips and sawed in and out with a few deep thrusts that pressed the busty woman into the desk. Her boobs mashed to the top as she welcomed the sublime sensation of a big cock in her at last and dug her heels into the carpet under her feet. His sheer strength reverberated through her body as he thrust in and out with some ease. Emboldened by his prowess, the dark-haired youth lifted her left leg, so that her knee rested on the edge which made her pussy perfectly positioned for a deep doggy fuck. He gave her a smack on the rump for luck and shoved his slick organ right up inside her. Now he went into overdrive and rammed in and out with a certain confidence that came from his youthful determination.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
That was all Penny could manage as she was royally fucked. The desk moved on the carpet as he relentlessly hammered her from behind on tiptoe. Already, Her Ladyship's pussy had become swollen from the continuous friction of his rigid pole that penetrated deep inside her muff. His strong thighs bumped into her and she welcomed the masculine contact on her softness.
"Uh, oh, yeah. Aah!"
Then he ceased and he bent over her so that his torso molded against her perspiring body. He cupped her big tits and let her hard nipples poke out between his fingers which he squeezed together. Panting hard, he withdrew from her mushy cunt, and as he drew back out, Penny Emma gasped at the sweet friction of her release.
"I think that quite an excellent start.".
The trembling blonde got up on wobbly pins and pouted. She looked at the shiny cock of Chambers and pointed at him.
"Get up on that desk, Mister Chambers, so that I can ride on that fucking big thing."
As she spoke she massaged her soft labia and felt her wetness there.
"If you insist, My Lady."
As he got up and lay horizontally on the desk, Penny bent over him.
"Oh, I insist," she said in an authoritative tone as she sucked on his erection some more to make him nice and wet.
Then she hopped up and hovered over his prone body and placed each high heel on either side of his outstretched thighs. She put her hands on his stomach and started to rub his cock along her puffy labia in a teasing preliminary warm-up. She was dying to sink on him but continued to move to and fro on his rigid length to show him who was in charge. Her pussy lips made a furrow as his prick was lovingly caressed by the horny aristocrat.
"Let me sit on this fucking cock."
The horny minx looked down, held his cock upright, and placed the bulbous head on her wet pussy. She inserted the knob and closed her eyes at the incredible feeling. Her bum lowered and her weight made her sink and engulf his shaft inside her steamy cunt.
"Too good, too good."
With a supreme effort, the English rose used the muscles in her thighs and butt to rise and fall on his cock, her pussy driving down further as his tool became ever more sleek. Both moaned from the welcome friction that they each enjoyed as Penny quickened the rate of her strokes and let her buns tap lightly on his balls. She leaned over his chest as she let her thighs settle on the desk on either side of his. Her face came close to his as she embedded herself on his entire length and ground her hips on his groin. She raked her scarlet nails across his hairless chest and he in turn clutched her bottom as her lower body began to hammer into his. His rigid cock felt amazing as she scraped up and down as if her life depended on it. She leaned back and Chambers tightened his grip on her butt and delighted in watching her hefty tits bounce on her chest. He drove up into her with a quickening pace and she responded, moving with him, driving her hips forward to meet his thrusts. Slamming the full length of his cock into her like a pile driver.
"Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!"
Soon her moans became soft squeals of pleasure. She kept up the fast tempo, ramming onto his hard cock repeatedly.
Chambers was in awe as he drank in the woman's curvaceous naked body on top of him. Her face had a purposeful look on it as if she was determined to enjoy herself and nothing else mattered. Her massive breasts danced on his face as she fucked him. His domineering boss then slowed up before popping off of him, leaving his turgid dick to smack against his thigh.
"Come on, Mitchell. Show me what you can do."
The gorgeous harridan sat on the edge of the desk and Mitchell boldly placed his arms under her knees and pushed her lithe legs up. He lined his hard cock to her sopping entrance and slammed home. As she sighed in delight, his balls slapped hard against the woman's inner thighs as he shunted back and forth. A sheen of her moisture glossed his shaft as he fucked her like a well-oiled machine.
"Good boy, give it to me bastard. Fuck me hard! You! Yes, you. Fuck my mouth."
The flustered Chambers, momentarily confused, got onto the desk and presented his boner. Penny took hold of his shaft and sucked him into her mouth with a lewd squelch. He laid on his side as she took more of him in, sliding her wet lips along half of his length. Mitchell looked on in astonishment as the pair of young interns fucked the esteemed blonde at the same time. Penny was in heaven. She watched Mitchell out of the corner of her eye as the youthful chap plunged back and forth in her bubbling cunt. Overwhelmed by the whole affair, he felt his balls contract, so tight he pulled out of her and spurted great globs of cum over her undulating belly.
"Now, that was most disappointing, Mitchell."
Lady Penelope sat back up on the edge of the desk as dribbles of semen trailed slowly down to the top of her gaping muff.
"Chambers. Lie down this instant."
As she glared at the wimpish Mitchell, Penny straddled the other fellow in a reverse cowgirl position. Reaching down, she stroked him a few times, then lifted her left leg and sank on his upright pole, taking his entire length with one long, slow slide.
"Ohhhh..." she groaned. "I need this so much!"
She began to move in short, slow strokes, gliding back and forth on him as she grasped his upper thighs. Once she was balanced right, she fucked him with longer strokes, slamming down hard as she dipped forward. Chambers reached out in his fervour and kneaded her cheeks, dipping into the furrow between them as he watched his cock vanish and reappear from her hot cavern.
"Oh, yes. Super stuff!"
Chambers was close to orgasm but unsure whether he should cum inside her or pull out. would be able to get the sensation I needed through the condom to get there. Her bottom slapped down on him as she ground her cunt down hard on his rampant dick. He swore he felt her pussy ripple over his shaft as she climaxed. Penny was breathing harder now as she cocked her head toward him and pouted. Moving off him, she looked up at the young man and grabbed his throbbing hose.
"Let me finish you off."
Chambers put his hands to his head as the vixen sucked him into her mouth with a big breath. She sucked on his swollen crown, swirling her tongue over it with astonishing dexterity. Then, she surprised him by swallowing most of his rigid shaft with the same insistence that she had used to drive her cunt down on his stiff dick. He ejaculated with tremendous spasms that saw his wad slide down her throat. Her Ladyship gulped and gagged as she licked him clean.
Her lust assuaged, Lady Penelope stood up in a brisk and businesslike manner within seconds.
"Thank you both. Now, go about your business. Come on. Chop, chop."
Once they had left, the noble-born Lady retired to the executive washroom to clean up. Using the en-suite to shower and apply fresh makeup. Within twenty minutes, she returned to her office, hair up on top of her head, dressed in another outfit, and back to her immaculate self again. A wry grin played out on her lips as she sat back at her desk.
"My Lady?"
"Yes, Elizabeth?"
"It's Lord Toby of Cumbria. He wishes to see you."
"Oh, balls! Not him!"
x
The door opened and the strapping six-footer entered with the five o'clock shadow and slicked back dark hair. His two-button grey suit was immaculate and his black shoes were like mirrors. He spoke in an accent that sounded clipped and forced. He scrutinised the noblewoman behind her desk and smirked.
"Good afternoon, My Lady. Don't often see you in the office. Special occasion, is it?"
As he spoke, he ran a finger along a picture frame and pulled a face.
"Good afternoon, MISTER Toby."
"Tut, tut. I AM a Lord whether you agree or not."
"PURCHASING a title is still against the law in the UK, and you know it. Becoming LORD of a ninety-acre dump in the North East of the country is a sham and an insult to authentic gentry."
Houghton Manor was indeed a beautiful ninety-acre historic manorial estate situated on the west shore of Coniston Water, Cumbria, and has been classified by Natural England as an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty. For the kingly price of £40, one does actually have the legal right to use the honorific title of Lord or Lady with ownership of a dedicated strip of land.
"Balls. Do you still have an office here?"
"Quite so. One has to keep up the appearance of a good social position to my clients. I say. What a hideous carpet. Choose it yourself?"
Ignoring his cheap jibe, Penny lifted her chin in defiance. He was one of the few people she knew that she most despised. As memories of him came back, she fought the urge to curse.
"Clients? Your victims, you mean. You're just a cheap crook. Get out."
The last time she had heard that voice, he'd been driving into her, her sodden pussy gripping his big cock, and her toned legs locked tightly around his waist. Their only love tryst had occurred on that special evening back in 2015 when the new office building had been officially finished. At the party that night to celebrate, Lady Penelope had gotten tipsy on champagne and jumped Toby's bones on a vacant office desk. The fellow was a green twenty-five-year-old office clerk then, and their steamy encounter had been played out in a haze of sweat and sheer wanton pleasure. Since then, he had formed his disreputable company, selling nonexistent land to unsuspecting buyers, and hell with the consequences.
"You're looking well, My Lady. Do I detect a little Botox?"
Her kohl-lined eyes widened as she rose from her desk, fire burning in her chest.
"Bloody cheek! I have never lowered myself that far."
"Nice dress, by the way. It brings out the blue in your blood."
Penny had slipped into a turquoise puff sleeve midi dress of woven crepe that flattered her hourglass shape well.
Bastard! Despite her advanced years over him. she always let him get under her skin. He had nagged her over the phone for a year, begging her to get him one of the exclusive spaces in the prestigious building. And when she had, she had heard rumours of him bragging about his having seduced and fucked her. They had fucked yes, but quickly, roughly, and without emotional engagement. And then they had gone their separate ways.
"Was there anything else?"
"My Lady. You hurt me. Why so cold? After all, we DID make love. Or had you forgotten?"
His brown eyes glinted, and his lips curled into a smug grin. Why the fuck did he have to be so good-looking? The sod was downright gorgeous, with a masculine square jaw, a Romanesque blade of a nose, and big bedroom eyes. Too bad he was such a self-congratulatory git. Bother! He was so close that she felt a frisson of excitement course through her. Just like that other time. Back then, when she was in her mid-forties, Her Ladyship rarely played away from home. Just the odd affair or three. But Toby had made her feel wanted and desired as a woman, and even though he was young, he had sparked enough sexual electricity that had made her give him her body.
"That was a mistake. A huge mistake."
"Really? Was that before, during, or after? When you creamed on my dick?"
"I did not!"
"Wow! You're so cranky. Your period must be due. Do you still have those at your age?"
"You pig!"
Penny did her best, but the fucker's scent made her nostrils flare. He moved closer still, and his hot breath hissed on her cheek.
"Must you stand so close?"
"I'm just trying to be friendly. Is it so hard to let bygones be bygones?
I hoped you would've gotten over all of this childish animosity."
"My young man. I am a much respected Lady of a large Estate. I'm hardly what you would call childish. Unlike yourself."
She stuck a finger in his chest for effect.
"You're quite sexy when you get angry. Look, you don't have to like me. You can despise me all you like. But you do fancy me."
"Toby, you are becoming something of an irritation to me."
The tall fellow took in a deep breath and closed his eyes at the scent of her perfume. For a woman twenty years older than he, she looked and smelled terrific. Her dress looked as if her impressive tits might burst out at any moment.
Suddenly, Penny yelped when his right hand took hold of the hem of her dress and yanked it up over her bottom. The irresistible blonde closed her knees and rubbed her thighs together as she began to get aroused. Toby smoothed his palm over her rounded bum and moved inwards to the desirable gap between her upper thighs. He pulled up on her fresh white panties so that her mons made an enticing bulge through the material. Visible moisture dappled the fabric as she inhaled deeply.
"You appear to be somewhat wet down here, My Lady. Why are you wasting time on an irritation? Unless you're fibbing, that is."
Her Ladyship remained still and bit her lower lip as her panties were moved to one side and the palm of his hand made contact with her pussy. A few loose strands of hair fell across her groomed brows as he then fingered her moist slit. Her heart raced as he made little trails in a circle around her mound before leaving her gasping with anticipation.
"You...you...get off of me!"
Toby stepped back as Penny grabbed at the shoulder of his jacket and tore it down to the cuff of his shirt. Acting in kind, he placed his hands at the neck of her dress and rent the top into two separate halves, leaving the tatters to hang loose on her huge bosom. He stared at the prominent nipples that stood out proud and erect on her mammoth tits.
"You bastard! This is an original Dolce and Gabbana, not some off-the-peg tat from Petticoat Lane!"
She used both hands to tear the front of his shirt open, sending buttons flying.
"Stuck up bitch!"
In one fluid motion, he yanked the dress up and ripped it apart. She tilted her head back as her large bust bounced free. Her Ladyship teetered in high heels and panties only. She examined the remnants of her expensive dress by her feet and tore off the remaining sleeve of his jacket.
"You filthy beast! Do you think you just waltz into my office and take whatever you want? You're arrogant, rude, and a brute."
Even as she uttered those diatribes, Lady Penelope stared at his hairy and muscular torso. He appeared to be much more masculine than he had been seven years previous.
"Take my cock out," he grinned. "You know you want to, you cock hungry tart."
"Take your own cock out," growled Her Ladyship.
Toby sighed and yanked down his zipper, and slipped his very erect dick out.
"Suck me off, My Lady."
"Make me, Mister Toby."
Penny is thrilled to the notion of what was about to occur. Illicit sex with a young stud in an almost public place, with her personal secretary just outside the door. He pushed her head down, and the near-naked blonde was forced onto her haunches. Now she was face to face with his stiff cock, The noble member was very white and circumcised with a huge glans. She took her trembling hands and gave him a two-handed stroking, relishing the feel of his hot flesh in her palms.
"Don't tickle it. Suck it."
His cock loomed in her face and she finally pursed her red lips and embraced his bell end. It is then pushed into her mouth, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the unique sensation. The swift motion of his cock moving in and out of her mouth was hot and sensual.
"Excellent, Milady. You have a delightful mouth."
"Uh, hmm."
Penny closed her eyes as she took in more of his prick and moved her head back and forth, the nature of his girth and length causing her to moan quite loudly. She dug her nails into the flesh of his taut thighs as she sucked on him with an unashamed abandon. Looking up, she watched his expression as his smile grew wider, sensual pleasure coursing through his stiff hose. Now, she had the top few inches of his cock sliding in and out of her suctioning mouth while her hand cupped his scrotum. His hand still held firmly to her head, as he started to pump in unison with her mouth. She moved her hands over his hips to steady herself.
"Yes, that's it. Suck it, you tart."
Groaning loudly, Penny's tongue darted here and there, embracing each throbbing vein that ran the length of his hot shaft. On her knees, her fabulous breasts bounced and swayed with her quivering upper body. Her lips tightened to make a shallow channel as she shunted to and fro along his pulsing shaft, and her arousal saw her love juices begin to run out of her exposed cunt and wet her panties.
"Keep sucking, you posh cunt."
"Mmm, hmm."
She could feel his cock expand in her opened mouth and his oversized knob was now bumping the back of her throat. Lewd gurgles emanated from the aristocratic beauty as she began to gag. Drool soaked his balls as he let his pants drop to his ankles. He bent at the knees and pushed up so that Penny feared the head of his prick might very well pop out of the top of her skull.
"Come...on!"
Toby held his boner up as if it were a club, and beat Her Ladyship on the left cheek.
"Must."
SMACK!
"Do."
SMACK!
"Better. Bad Penny!"
"You...bastard!"
Seemingly satisfied, he lifted her by the elbows and kissed her full on the mouth. Her Ladyship returned his kiss as they hugged each other and her pussy ached for attention.
"Well, well. Now we see the true picture."
Toby quickly grabbed her by the hips and spun her around so that she came belly to the desk. He bent her over it and kicked her legs apart.
