Ultra-Erotic Story:Driver For Hire

Driver
For Hire

Donna snapped her designer handbag shut and looked down her
nose at the poor salesgirl shaking behind the counter.

“This is absolutely unacceptable!” she shouted.
“My maid told me your store called to say my dress had been
altered and you were ready for me to come in for another fitting. Now
you are saying it’s not. What the hell is going on? “

“I am so sorry, Mrs. Stein”, the girl hurriedly
replied. “I’ve been here all day and no one called your
house. The dress will be ready by Thursday at the latest.”

“Thursday?!” Donna screamed. “Today is only
Tuesday! You bungling moron! I will never purchase another outfit
here…”

The girl began to cry. Hearing her employee weep, the
manager hurried out from the back.

“Madam” he said, standing beside the salesgirl
who took his discreetly proffered handkerchief and turned away. “I
can not allow you to return until you are able to speak civilly to
the members of my staff.”

“The members of your staff?” she sneered.
“Listen, you little nothing! Do you know who I am? Do you know
how much money my husband makes and how much I spend on your shitty
little dresses? I could have you out of business just by saying at
the club luncheon today how incompetent your service is!”

The manager waited till she was finished with her tirade. He
smiled and then gently replied. “Madam. I am terribly sorry
you are so unhappy. May I suggest you go fuck yourself?”

Donna was stunned. The manager walked around her and opened
the door for her to leave. She slowly moved to it and then ran out
screaming at the top of her lungs. The door slammed behind her and
she could swear she heard snickering. They were laughing at her.

She started to cry. She was furious. Now what was she
going to do with her day? Being a rich man’s wife was the envy
of a lot of women and Donna loved to brag about all the things she
got to do, places she vacationed and things she could buy. But it
was never enough and she found herself more frustrated, emotionally
on edge and demanding.

“That stupid cunt.” She fumed about the new
maid. She was going to go home and fire that little idiot for giving
her the wrong message and ruining her day. Just thinking about
getting to yell at someone with no power put her in a better mood.
She hailed a taxi and ordered the driver to drop her off at their
six-bedroom apartment on Park Avenue.

She had just settled into the back seat and was about to
command the air-conditioning be turned on when her cell phone rang.

“Hello?” What? I can’t hear you. This loser
has his music up so loud!” She knocked on the partition.
“Excuse me! Turn that shit off!”

Ignoring the dirty look she got in the rear view mirror,
she snapped “Ok, what?” into the phone.

“Hi, sweetness.” Her husband said. “How is
your day, darling? I have good news. I hired a driver for you so you
don’t have to wait for taxis anymore.”

“Well it’s about time!” Donna scoffed.
“I’ve been asking for a driver for years!”

“I know dearest. “ she heard him reply. “He’s
at the house now. He’s the husband of our new maid.”

“What?” Couldn’t her husband do anything
right? “That stupid bitch? She can’t even take a phone
message!”

“Now, honey.” came the voice through her phone.
“I can tell you are upset. Don’t worry about her. This
new driver is going to make it all better. I’ve hired him so
you can relax. Good-bye, sweet…”

She hung up on him. The driver pulled up to the curb and she
got out, slamming the door. She marched past the doorman without
saying hello and mashed her finger against the elevator’s
button for the penthouse.

Once upstairs, she threw open the front door and was about to
yell for the maid when what she saw left her speechless. Amber, the
new maid and object of Donna’s wrath, was standing right there
in the hall, totally naked except for five-inch black stiletto pumps,
a thin black ribbon around her throat and what looked to be a riding
crop.

Her strawberry blonde curls, tightly wrapped in a bun that
morning were now loose and flowing around her shoulders. She held the
crop in front of her, tapping its end in the palm of her hand.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Stein.”

“What the…What the FUCK is going on!”

“Watch your language.” a deep voice said behind
her. “That’s my wife.”

Donna whirled around to find a tall stranger in a black
suit and shoulder-length silver hair behind her.

“Mrs. Stein.” He softly said with a light French
accent. “I am Armand, your new driver. I’ve been hired
by your husband to help you relax. Please remove your clothes.”

“You get out of here now!” Donna growled. “My
husband…”

“Your husband, Mrs. Stein” said Amber, “has
given us both explicit instructions to help you. You have become
cruel because you are so tense and frustrated. We are going to fuck
the bitch out of you and make you sweet again.”

“What?” Donna cried. Before she could say
another word, Armand leaned forward and put his mouth over hers with
a strength that almost made her swoon. Amber pressed her from
behind, cupping her breasts and delivering light kisses along her
neck.

“Ohhhh,” Donna moaned. She had never been
kissed so sensually before and now she was the center of attention!
She would be worshipped by two people and made love to like she
always wanted. She closed her eyes, waiting impatiently for more
gentle and sexy kisses.

“Get on your knees.” she heard Armand growl.

Donna’s eyes flew open. “I don’t
understand…”

Whoosh,
Donna heard the riding crop before she felt
it sting the top of her thighs. “Get on your knees. Now.”
Amber ordered.

Donna felt completely disoriented. “But my husband
hired you for me…”

“He hired us” Armand said, “to cure you
of your nasty behavior. Get on your knees or you will receive the
lash again. “

Donna kneeled.

“Good.” Armand said. “Now, you will take
my cock in your mouth. You will do exactly what I say.”

How could she do that? She wouldn’t even suck her
husband off, let alone a servant! She was outraged, but also
realized to her shame and secret delight, her panties were soaking
wet. Armand unzipped his pants and took out his hard cock, a
seven-inch long and thick-veined monster.

“Look up at me and open your mouth.” he
commanded.

Donna couldn’t believe it. She did it without
thinking. She took this stranger’s cock fully into her waiting
mouth, closed her lips around it and let him slowly fuck her face
while never breaking eye contact with him. He petted the top of her
head and said, “Very good. You are a quick learner.”

Donna could feel the back of her neck relaxing and
lengthening as she went to take more of him inside her mouth. She
reached to put a hand around his rod when she felt the second lash.

“You were not told you could use your hands, Mrs.
Stein. Just your face.”

Shocked, but even more aroused, she began to learn the
rules of the game. The more she did what they wanted, the more she
felt her clit engorge and throb.

“Good.” Armand said. “Amber, please place
your pussy on Mrs. Stein’s face. Mrs. Stein, when she does, lap
it up.”

Donna had never tasted a woman before. Amber put one foot
on the priceless ottoman by the couch and made Donna crawl to her on
her hands and knees. When she reached Amber, she tentatively stuck
out her tongue, barely touching her maid’s shaved pussy.

“You can do better than that. “ Amber grinned.
“You know you want to.”

Donna did want to. She gave herself permission to
completely let go. She stuck her tongue out fully and let Amber move
in figure eights on top of it. She took orders to go faster or
slower, just as Amber wanted it. Right when Donna thought she was
going to explode from being so excited, Armand pulled his wife away
from Donna’s tongue and sat down with his bare ass on their
expensive sofa. Amber crawled on top of her husband, facing away
from him. They ordered her over.

“Continue licking my wife’s clit.”
Armand commanded. “Play with yourself too.”

Donna manipulated Amber’s sweet pink shaft with
her tongue, mashing the little pearl button and then teasing the
sides while rubbing her own soaked pussy with her left hand, spread
eagle for both of them to see.

Armand picked up his wife and put her on her hands
and knees on the sofa. He ordered Donna to crawl underneath so that
the two women were in a sixty-nine position, Donna’s face right
under Amber’s cunt and upturned ass. Armand slid his cock into
his wife’s pussy, slowly fucking her while having a firm hold
on her hips.

“Give her pussy a good licking, Mrs. Stein.
Apologize for being so mean.”

“But, I need my pussy licked too! Please fuck me
too!” Donna cried. She couldn’t believe she was begging
her servants to fuck her. This was the lowest she had ever fallen
but, at the same time, she was amazingly aroused.

“You will get rewarded when you see the error of
your ways.” Armand replied. “Keep licking.”

Donna licked pussy and sucked cock for hours. The couple
was insatiable, fucking in every room of the Stein home. Everywhere
they went, Donna had to follow on her knees, tonguing Amber’s
clit from behind, sucking Armand’s balls while Amber rode him
or lying with her face under them squatting over her. They took
video of her, brought her out on the balcony and ordered her to bend
over so all the people in the next building could get an eyeful of
her ass and snatch and then made her call up the doorman to watch her
crawl across the floor to lick Amber’s pussy.

She was so desperate to be fucked; she let the doorman put his
cock in her mouth while he took cell phone pictures from above to
send to his friends. She loved every minute of it. Each new
humiliation released her into a freedom she had never felt before,
feeling her ego and pride vanish as she focused on giving pleasure to
those she once thought inferior.

Donna leaned forward to tongue Amber’s clit while
jerking off Armand and the doorman on either side of her. That’s
when she saw her husband. He had come home and been watching the
scene from the hallway. He saw his wife naked, on her knees, face
buried in her maid’s snatch while stroking the cocks of her
driver and doorman. He dropped his suitcase and slowly walked
towards her.

She didn’t stop licking Amber’s pussy or take
her hands off the doorman and Armand’s cocks. She just looked
at her husband, too aroused and embarrassed to speak. Her husband
smiled. He had his baby back. He put her on her back on the dining
room table as Amber sat on Donna’s face.

Armand and the doorman stood on either side of the table while
Donna continued to stoke them off. Her husband unzipped his pants,
took out his cock and thrust it into Donna’s sopping wet pussy,
slamming his hips against her faster and faster till she screamed
with the release of all her anger and pain. Armand and then the
doorman both spurted their cum on each of her tits and Amber cried
out in orgasmic delight. Donna had served them all well. Her
husband picked her up and gave her a long sweet kiss. “I am so
proud of you, baby,” he said.

“You
made me so happy.” Donna sobbed. “How can I ever thank
you all?”

Armand
smiled. “When you are ready, Mrs. Stein, would you like to go
for a drive?”

“Oh,
that would be lovely, thank you!” she replied. “Wonderful.”
Armand said throwing her the keys, “have the car brought around
in five minutes.” Donna was thrilled.