Big in Banking

At £130 the pearl thong was a tease for Mari, she took her new designer dress and shoes and her other underwear in a clutch of bags and returned to the Hotel Spa, Six Three in her heels her Afro Cribbean mixed with English spanish dark olive skin stood out amongst the pale Edinburgh skins as she walked into the Hotel. 
Her meeting was not until the next morning, in her room she showered and put on a wrap dress over her bikini and headed for the hotel pool she swam about 50 lengths before she headed for the sauna. As she sweated away in the steam room her mind wandered to her Jamaican upbringing and her ex husbands dope habit and a her various boyfriends in her time working in the carribean, Carribean men wanted a woman in the kitchen and a quick shag before they crashed out stoned, drunk or both.

Her mum had adopted her as a baby and was strong woman putting Mari's dad in his place.

"Miss James could you shower please" called the attendant. The two other women looked to her. She left as she was getting cooked and went to the shower, as she dried herself the pool atendant called "Miss James" the masseur is waiting. "sorry my name is Harrington" the atendant scurried away. As she dried her hair the attendant asked if she would like to take the massage as "Miss James" had gone out.

The girl asked her to strip off and passed a towel though to her, a velcro strip held the towel over her ample firm juttng breasts, The towel only just covered her ass and her pussy felt exposed as her breast being so large the towel hung some distance from her smooth mound. The masseur was slightly balding in his 50's but a strong fit looking man he closed the door and locked the catch as he looke up to Mari. He carefully made sure she was comfortable on the table as he positioned her and moved the towel carefully so as not to cause her worry or embarrasment. 

Apart from clumbsy lovers she had never has a message. Adam worked with essential oils and worked on her back and shoulders he made complimentary remarks about her skin texture and even her colour as he worked down her back to her ass, he was very witty and she relaxed and talked and he mantioned his times at Sandy Lane on Holiday. He explained that it was ccompliments of a client as he worked on her feet and then her legs at one point his hands seemed a little to high on her inner thigh but then quickly moved as he unfolded the towel over her back and asked her to turn over and he started a head massage before her face neck and shoulders. As she drifted in a haze of relaxation pleasure he folded the towel to her waist before she even noticed and the towel was folded off her right thigh her triangle just covered he masaged her and thigh and onto her tight stomach to the underside of her breasts. 

His firm busy hands and the exotic oils aroma had her drifting in a dream as her nipples hardened on her massive breasts as he moved the towel and worked her other side as he continued his idle amusing chat he paused slightly and then Mari moaned as a drizzle of warm oil coated her right nipple and then her left, the oil tingled on her pointy tips as he used the heel of his hand to gently massage the oil over her breasts. As the oil heat intensified on her breasts before she could object he asked "please turn over Mari" as he held the towel to protect what modesty she still had covered. As she turned her nipples brushed the soft towel of the table and the intensifying heat of the oil made her breasts ache as he gently spread her legs slightly adjusting the towel covering her firm peach ass as he then put more of the wonder oil on his hands and worked her legs she felt a trickle between her ass running onto her pussy lips as he apologised and grabbed the bottle and started work on her other leg. The oil ran on her tight labia and trickle towards her clit. 

A fire seemed to start on her puffy lips and she wriggled to ease the heat on her pussy, she tried to spread her legs and pussy wider without Adam noticing as he returned to working on her back. The heat on her lipe intensified and she wriggled her legs apart as he worked on her thighs again. As she felt her tight inner pussy moistening suddenly a finger trailed between her tight lips spreading the oil as he asked,"would Adam's ladies special be appreciated". Mari lifted her ass as his finger popped between her lips and he worked more of the magic oil onto her swelling clit as he tossed the towel away and turned her on her back as he massaged her tits and teased her nipples as his thumb massaged the swolen clit and his fingers gently worked her cunt as she came her ass bucking of he bed forcing his fingers deep inside her.

Adam gently cleaned her pussy with some cool wipes and massgaed a cool oil on her mound and inner thighs, before he left her to don her towel and go and change.

Mari showered before dinner, hardly beleiving what she had just experienced as she left the shower there was knock at the door, the girl pool attendant was there. "Could you please pay for your extra services at the pool madam as we wouldn't want to trouble the main desk!" how much? "£50 is the minimum normally madam" she said with a big smile. Mari handed the girl a £50 note and a ten from her bag and the girl smiled and went off.

People stopped as Mari entered the dining room in her short new dress her huge tits swaying freely under the clinging soft fabric as she had a drink whilst waiting to be seated at her table while selecting her entree. She fidgeted in her seat as the crazy impulse purcahase of the pearl thong rolled in her crack.

As she took her place at table a tall older man asked "Mari Harrington" YES she said as he helped her take her seat. Peter Barrington from OWAR Finance he proffered. Her morning appointment she realised, "hope the hotel is fine" great she said as he took a seat and ordered melon and port as his starter course. You don't remember me he said, and then explained that he headed the Cayman Island Office of his comapany when she had been in the Carribean. God, yes, I am so sorry. Well you never really had time for me there he said so I thought I would be forward and had you booked in here so I could monopolise you my self before your presentation. "Sorry" said Mari, "no no a beautiful woman like you is not likely to be interested in an old BANKER like me with all those young local studs around the islands" Never met many studs she laughed as they ate and drank. He ordered a Latour with the main course as they laughed about stories from their times in the Caribean. Mid to late forties at 37 he was ten or so years older than Miranda as she was really called. Mari loved sweet desserts and he ordered an even more expensive bottle of Chatteau D'Yqem to accompamy it. Peter was not unatractive, brown hair with hints of grey the sort of tall man that becomes more attractive with age. As they adjourned to the lounge for Coffee he ordered a bottle of Hine to accompany it. In a quieter corner other guests tried not to stare at the Mari and went quiet as they walked to their chairs.

Mari hated people staring at her fom her days as a young "coloured girl" in a a mainly white society. As she commented on their looks to Peter he said, well I have been looking at your fantastic tits all through dinner. She was taken aback, fuck your colour girl you are stunning with those long legs tight body and such great tits, She laughed as she realised that this was a straight talking banker giving her hard facts. She lent across and gave him a peck on the cheek he cupped her left breast slipping his had in the open drees front and kissed her left cheek as the coffee and cognac arrived. Despite his forwardness she felt it to be friendly gesture and they laughed together as he commented that all the men around must have been watching and would be jealous. As the cognac level diminished she talked of her love of dancing and how she arrived in the world of finance by accident. Suddenly Peter grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet the late evening drinkers looked in amazement as he dragged her through the lounge her 40" legs in her short skirt on high heels and her large tits swaying in the very low cut dress.

Out into the cold air into a taxi that was running and warm, Peter called out the name of a club.

Past the queue at the door to the VIP entrance where he gave the doorman £100 and they had entry. A bottle of champagne was served before he through his jacket and tie aside and they joined the throng of dancers on the dance floor. What Mari thought was a nice gesture for her turned to be an ego trip for Peter, the man was tall and well built but he could dance, bump grind shimmy and rotate and thrust his hips with the best. At about 2am as he dipped and writhed to her thrusting hips her pearls were lit up by a light as her dress rode up on her hips. Back seated finishing the champagne they were both quite drunk and intoxicated on the heady club atmosphere he held her tight to him in the cold night air as they waited and in the taxi she cuddled him as the pearl thong annoyingly chaffed her pussy. 

The doorman let them in , he was at first reluctant to give Peter her key as she went to the ladies on the way to the lift. He slipped the man £50, as they left the lift she asked what the trouble was with the doorman and as they got to her door he said "I told him you need help with your pearls!". He pushed her into the room pulling the dress over her head before he knelt burying his tongue in her raw pussy that had been teased and raked by the silly pearl string as they danced, his tongue pushed the pearl string between her juicy cunt lips as he lavished attention on her clit. Ten hours earlier she has experienced the surreal massage and Adams ladies special as electric shock ran through her cunt suddenly she felt the hot glow in her tits and mound. It was like Adams oil had reignited her pussy and tits, apart from Peters work on her honey box the oil had her pussy and tits on fire as before her nipples and clit so pumped up they felt like they would explode as her first flow of orgasm raged through her pussy and body. They kissed and she tasted her own juices on his snake like tongue before she crawled onto the bed. Peter took of his shirt and trousers and then his under pants. It's not true said then said Mari. She had only slept with black guys, and Peter was white with a huge swelling hunk of man meat that was filling Mari's mouth in a flash. 

As she nearly gagged as she tried to hoover his full cock down her throat he stopped her and positioned her on the bed. Her hot cunt lips were on fire as he forced her tight cunt open with his huge shaft, as his dick head popped into her flowing river he asked her how the special massage was as he rammed his cock in and out as they devoured one another. Her cunt on fire, it needed something to put it out and Peter had the biggest hose she'de ever seen let alone had up her tight hole. As dawn broke Peter stood behind her as she knelt on the bed edge as they banged away, at 8am Peter called his secretary to say he had to go to the Caymans and to call miss Harrington to say he would meether at her hotel. As his balls slapped her thighs she stifled a cry of orgasm as she took a call from his sectretary saying he would see her at about 10.20am. 

She said "I think he's comimg now" as another stream of hot spunk creamed her stretched cunt and she closed the phone as she cried out. By mid afternoon she was tired and full of spunk her pussy pummeled and tender and she tried to read Peter her companies proposal as he laid behind her playing with her tits and nipples as he dumped another load of his cream deep in her from behind. They managed to call their offices to confirm for the lawyers to draw up the aggreements between the two companies. As the OWAR Executive jet turned west past Ireland Jenna the hostess took a seat in the cock pit , she had walked into the main cabin as Peter had Mari doggy style again. It would be an easy flight for the crew Emma the Pilot and Clare the co pilot would not be getting the usual stiff talking to from the boss as Mari seemed more than capable of keeping up with Peter.