TAILS OF THE PUSSYCAT LOUNGE (19 page)

I manage to make a luncheon date with a stock nerd who's the local expert on mergers.
 
We have a lunch meeting and then an after lunch meeting.
 
He sticks a wealth of information in Nocturne’s head at the lunch meeting.
 
He then sticks his cock in Nocturne’s pussy at the after lunch meeting.
 
It's what we call, in the business world, a barter arrangement.

As a result of my learning experience, I talk some more to Lanny.
 
We discuss the party a little bit and the merger a little bit.
 
I get quite a few interesting items about the merger, including a lot of things Lanny wouldn't tell a man.
 
However, giving the information to what's obviously a little fluff-headed chick is really no problem!

It appears that the merger is absolutely necessary to the well being of Lanny’s company.
 
He has to get Rick, the other CEO, to agree to Lanny’s terms.
 
If he can, Lanny’s company will prosper.
 
If not, Lanny’s company is in big trouble.

A little more discussion reveals that there are certain things Lanny has to have.
 
There are certain other things that Lanny would really like to have.
 
There are still other things that Lanny might be willing to give up if he can get what he needs and really wants.

Once I understand what Lanny wants and needs, I point out to Lanny that he really needs someone in Rick’s camp.

Lanny laughs and asks, “Just who do you think Rick would be dumb enough to trust?”

I ask Lanny, “How about Nocturne?”

Lanny laughs and asks, “Why you?”

I tell him, “I got pussy.”

Lanny suddenly realizes that he's talking to an expert in her field.

Lanny asks me, “OK, how do you intend to get in with Rick?”

I tell him, “Lanny and I will have a nasty little fight the evening of the party.
 
I'll slap him and walk away.
 
Since Lanny will have built me up as the hottest babe in town I'll wind up with Rick, the other CEO.”
 
(The careful reader may notice that Nocturne is now the hottest babe in town for the CEOs of three major companies.
 
Advertising pays off!)

My idea is crooked, underhanded, immoral and dishonest.
 
Of course, Lanny buys it right away!

The night of the party, I'm wearing a little peekaboo lace dress with just enough floral appliqués that my nipples and my pussy lips can't quite be seen.
 
What can be seen is that all I'm wearing under the dress is a French bra, a garter belt, really fancy silk hose and sky high heels.
 
Well, a man can also see that there's a lot of very high quality Nocturne under the dress!
 
Trust me here, a lot of men will arrive at conclusion of the high quality Nocturne under the dress after a great deal of careful, studied observation!

I have hired a bartender from The Pussy Cat Lounge to handle the actual serving of the drinks and
hors
d’ouvres
.
 
The guy is good and will keep the party well supplied and running smoothly from that standpoint.

I have Desiree handling the rest of the girls.
 
Desiree is not only an experienced hand; she also is one of the girls.
 
So she knows what has to be done and just how far is too far.
 
Good ol’ Desiree will keep the girl end of the party running smoothly.
 
If you want it done right, use a professional.

I have hired several girls for the men at the party.
 
Most of the girls are dancers at The Pussycat Lounge, but there are also girls from a few other places.
 
The girls are all really hot babes.
 
However, Nocturne is hobnobbing with Lanny, thus Nocturne is the hottest babe at a party stocked with hot babes.

The party starts and, after a little careful buildup, Lanny and I get into a fight.
 
I slap him and start to stalk out, moving in the general direction of Rick, the other CEO.
 
However, there's no way the hottest babe at the party is just going to walk out.
 
Thus, John Q. Asskisser intercepts me and delivers me to Rick, his employer.

I'm obviously so mad that I don’t care much about anything.
 
Well anything except getting back at Lanny, of course.

Rick starts to chat me up a bit.
 
I move into Rick and tell him, “What I like is a real gentleman like you, not a clod like Lanny.”

Rick is drunk, but not so drunk that he doesn't ‘accidentally’ brush his hand over certain key areas of my body as we talk.

I move into Rick and tell him, “You're getting awfully familiar, but keep on doing it and just make damn sure that Lanny sees what's happening now that Nocturne has found another man.”

Rick can't believe his luck.
 
He has the hottest babe in the room and she wants revenge on Lanny so bad that Rick is about to get lucky.

Rick gets turned on.
 
He starts trying to use some corny line on little Nocturne and then he wants to take her up to his room.
 
Little Nocturne is not having any of that.
 
She wants Rick to take her up to her room instead, “Big Boy!”
 
A guy in Rick’s position isn't about to argue over ‘your place or mine.’

As we go up to my room, I keep harping on the subject of revenge.
 
I tell Rick, “I hope that you're screwing Lanny over good with this merger thing, what ever a merger is.

We get up to my room and I just can’t wait to show Rick what I'm gonna’ give to him instead of giving it to rotten Lanny.

I unsnap the fastener behind my neck and under my hair.
 
I let the top of the dress droop down so that I can show Rick that I'm truly wearing a French bra that doesn't cover my erect nipples.

I do a few semi-dance steps, mostly in place, so that Rick can see my firm young breasts jiggle.

Rick sees my display and he's very turned on.
 
Now, if he can just manoeuvre me over to the bed!

While ol’ Rick is worrying about getting pussy, I ask Rick, “Are you gonna really give Lanny what Lanny deserves in this merger thing?”

Rick grins like the scheming low life he truly is.
 
He tells me, “You'll see the real truth about the merger in the papers in a few days.”

With that little bit of revenge encouragement, I drop the dress the rest of the way and dance a little for Rick in just my Pussycat Lounge stuff.

Rick gets excited by the dance and by nude Nocturne.
 
He starts to get undressed.

I dance, but I keep just a little away from Rick.
 
I tell him, “I like you and I hope
 
you're really gonna’ stick it to Lanny with this merger thing.”
 
I manage to give the impression that revenge will get Rick better pussy.

Now, if Rick were dealing with a man, he might suspect something.
 
However, Rick wants to stick it to me so bad that his brain shuts down and his glands take over.

Rick tells me, “Don't you worry Nocturne, I'm gonna really and truly stick it to Lanny.”

With that, I do the sexy removal of my French bra that I have perfected back at The Pussycat Lounge.
 
I actually have to cut it back a little, as I don't want Rick to come before we get in bed.

I then sit on a chair and slowly remove my nylons, making sure that Rick gets a lot of looks at my pussy.

I then get up and walk over to a naked Rick.
 
Well, actually, he's wearing a condom.
 
I kick off my shoes and tell him, “I'm gonna’ leave my garter belt on and do you mind?”

Rick grabs me and throws me on the bed.
 
(I'm taking that as a signal that he doesn't mind.)
 
He then leaps on me and starts to rape poor little Nocturne!

Rick is surprisingly strong for a man his age and also has a good sized cock.
 
I have prelubed myself and can handle his rather rough thrustings.
 
I use all of the tricks I have learned since I started at The Pussycat Lounge.
 
I get him worked up to near coming and then I make him ease off just a bit.
 
He uses himself up and I finally bring him off with my Nocturne internal muscles.

Rick grunts as he shoots each spurt of cum into his condom and I milk him for every last drop and plead for more.
 
When he's finished, he rolls off me.

I cuddle to an exhausted Rick and moan and sigh and then tell him what a stud he is.

Rick hasn’t had this kind of fuck for a long time.
 
He's in a very good mood.
 
He tells me, “Nocturne, you're fantastic!”

I reach down and fondle his limp cock.

He tells me, “It'll be a while before the next round.”

I ask, “Well, what do you wants to do in the meantime?”

He tells me, “I just want to be here with you.
 
However, later I'll have to go down and sign the final merger papers with Lanny.

I ask him, “Why later?”

He tells me, “I'm gonna’ screw over Lanny really bad, but I don’t want Lanny to suspect anything.
 
So I'll wait until the very last moment.”

I ask, “OK, what would Lanny suspect?”

Rick laughs and tells me, “The technology that Lanny thinks he's acquiring in the merger doesn’t work.
 
Ol' Rick has set up a test that works, but it's the only thing that works.
 
After the trade show next week, the experts will find out it doesn’t work.
 
However, by then it'll be too late for Lanny.”

I tell Rick, “You should go downstairs right now and sign the paperwork.
 
Lanny won't suspect a thing because he'll figure that you just want to get back upstairs and fuck little Nocturne again.”

Rick thinks this over and tells me, “Yeah, that should work.
 
I'll call Lanny and set up a meeting.”
 
Rick does call Lanny.
 
I insist on talking to Lanny and ‘force’ Lanny to give Rick some of the throwaway items we discussed earlier.
 
Rick is impressed and clearly figures that I'm on his side and looking to screw over Lanny any way I can.

We get up and get cleaned up.
 
I put on the same dress I wore earlier, except that this version of the dress doesn't have the appliqués.
 
My nipples and my red, just fucked red pussy are on display.

Rick can't believe the way I'm dressed and asks if my dress isn't just a little too much.
 
I tell him that I want Lanny to see what he missed by being such a clod.
 
Very few men argue with a nude lady.
 
We go down the executive tower elevator.
 
It's damn near a private elevator and we don't encounter anyone.

Lanny and a couple of his top executives are waiting.
 
The boys do a double take when I walk in the room.

Rick signs the final merger papers.
 
I don’t think anyone except he and Lanny actually sees the signing.

Everyone else is looking at me and wishing they were in Rick’s shoes.
 
(Actually, shoes may not be exactly the correct term here.)

With the signing over with, Rick gives everyone a hearty, “Screw you!”
 
Then Rick and I leave.
 
Nobody actually sees Rick leave.

We go back up to my room.

I get Rick to order some champagne while I take my make up kit and go into the bathroom.

What I take into the bathroom isn't my normal make up kit.
 
This one includes a thin laptop computer.
 
I place some orders to buy something called ‘puts’ in Lanny’s company.
 
Puts go up, way up, when a company’s stock goes down.
 
I also send an e-mail to my stock nerd telling him that Lanny’s company stock will go down according to some technical mumbo-jumbo.
 
The e-mail is to justify my buying the puts in case someone decides that I might be doing insider trading.

I then go back to my bedroom to find Rick sipping some champagne.
 
I take a few sips and then Rick and I get down to business.

I make sure that Rick has a good view of nude Nocturne.
 
Then I suck Rick up hard once again.
 
I encourage Rick to mount me, which he does.

I then use all the tricks of the trade to give Rick a good ride, but instead of bringing Rick off early, to spare me, I work Rick as long as I can.

Rick gets in deep and strokes hard.
 
However, I don't let him go so fast as to let him come right away.
 
I use just enough internal muscle to keep him on the edge, but not enough to let him come.
 
It's a delicate balance, but it's an area in which I'm an expert with a lot of experience.