Sharon's Tale Chapter 2: Three's Not a Crowd - Sex Stories

Sharon's Tale Chapter 2: Three's Not a Crowd

The weeks passed quickly, having had meetings with Alex before and after signing my contract. He has shown me their procedures for vetting and safety and the suite the clients always use. Explaining how to use the entertainment equipment and, more importantly, showing me all the panic buttons discreetly hidden away and how to use the deadlocks on the internal room doors. I also have my own room that I can use at any time, at no charge, and a universal pass key that will let me into any room in the hotel.

Alex has also advised on my work attire! Smart, good quality, and sexy is the general rule of thumb, with makeup clean and attractive. So I had to fit in some shopping too, my wardrobe does not run too much in the way of sexy. Not at all like my day job! Where I wear plain, practical knee-length skirts or trousers, button-to-neck blouses, jumpers, and sensible shoes. All prim and proper as befits a middle manager in the NHS. Oh, and no makeup and hair tied back severely or in a bun. I hate it brushing across my face! it's so distracting when working.

Moving to flexi-time at my day job gives me the freedom needed to fit into my new role. Luckily, Bletchley, where I live, is only a forty-minute train journey to Euston station in London, and the hotel is a five-minute walk from there.

The first few weeks of my new role went past in a blur. My first night and new job nerves settled, and a routine fell into place. My colleagues have asked about my new working ...

... arrangements, and I have been honest with them. Telling them that I have picked up, via Ken, a short-term consulting role for a new start-up company. Partially honest, anyway. The next weeks become easier as I get more settled, and pass less frenetically. And the 'work' involved is proving to be quite mundane and perhaps a little boring! The best bit is telling Ken and receiving his thanks! He is still very excited.

Tonight, however, has my stomach in butterflies again. Alex had asked me if I was able to accommodate this couple. Yes, a couple, a husband and wife from India. He is a big player in Indian manufacturing. According to Alex's notes, his wife is dominant in the bedroom. She will be the first woman I have had any sexual contact with, and I'm not sure what to expect. I have researched the subject as best I can!

“Thank you for coming, Sharon. I am Parinda, and my husband is Gupta. We welcome you to our table,” Parinda almost trumpets as the maitre'd introduces me to their table. "Please sit beside me."

‘’It’s my pleasure to be invited,’’ I reply politely.

The normal small talk ensures family, work, and our different cultures.

Parinda placed her hand on my knee, making me tense slightly; she slowly ran her hand up my leg and over my stocking top, finding and caressing my naked flesh. Calming myself, I relax and let her play. She is the first woman to touch me in any intimate manner, and it's surprisingly nice; her hand is soft and smooth, and her actions are light ...