“I’m Betty, the housekeeper.”“Right, I’m Julia, I’m going to be living here for a while.”“Nice to meet you Ms Julia. Don’t let me bo...ther you, I’ll keep out of your way.”“That’s okay Betty, I’m just a normal girl.”“A naked, normal girl Ms Julia.”“Please Betty, just Julia, I hate all this formal crap.”“Okay Julia, is there anything I can get you?”“I was just going to put some coffee on.”“Let me do that do you Julia, you go back to Charles or Andrea.”“Thanks Betty.” I turned and went back upstairs. When Cam turned around, he smiled and raised an eyebrow. When I looked at what he was holding, I got excited but alarmed at the same time."What's that for?" I asked as I pointed at the flogger on his right hand."For you," he answered as he gently smiled.Cam walked back to me, spun me around and pushed me against the desk, having my ass all for him. He passed his huge left hand around my butt cheeks and suddenly I felt the hit from the flogger. I let out a moan. It was soft but it hurt. Then. You have a very talented tongue you know.” She gasped as he ran it over her clit for the first time. “Would it be too much to ask if your cock is as talented?” Steve took his time replying, lapping at her excited clit for as long as he dared without her exploding in his face. He could already feel the rising tension in her body and noticed that the pitch of her voice had risen a little. It was hard to drag himself from such a sweet prize—so soft and warm against his tongue as it stroked. However, Alison put on her bravest face, linked her arm with Bobbies and strode off towards the nightclub. The club was everything that one would expect from a town centre establishment. Although the girls had no trouble getting in, the men were definitely not wearing what the bouncers considered suitable club attire. However, after much discussion and the fact that the company had pre-booked tables, allowed the workforce to continue their outing. The advantage of being young, pretty, female.