Message-ID: <13380eli$9807252006@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave - part seven Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <35b9f2a4.21583317@news.ip.pt> 'The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave' Part Seven http://www.mschristine.com/cd.html Copyright: 1986 thru 1997. Christine Stevenson. They both approached the bar as Donal was turning around with a fresh beer, to face the roulette table. Davinia stumbled and knocked Donal's arm, beer slopped over both of them. Davinia apologised to Donal and offered to pay to have the jacket cleaned. Karin, getting handkerchiefs from her bag, handed one to Davinia and proceeded to wipe Donal's jacket, brushing his thigh and a wet patch on his trousers until he assured them both that it was O.K. Karin said, "Well we must buy you a drink at least, would you like a whisky?" She ordered drinks for Davinia and herself and a whisky for Donal, who accepted the offer. Davinia excused herself to go to the ladies room. When she returned Karin and Donal were laughing and chatting. Davinia joined in the light hearted occasionally suggestive banter that she realised was Karin's way of giving this man, Donal, the come on. Donal, who had never seen a photograph of the chairwoman of Shedom International, the bank's parent company, had no idea who Karin and Davinia were, and Davinia had no idea who Donal was. Karin as usual, held all the aces: money, power, knowledge and not least of all sex appeal. They played the tables. Karin was of course a winner, something about this lady made her a winner in all things. The confident always seem to get the luck, the people who need the luck somehow seem to attract disaster. Throughout the evening Karin spread her winnings around, generously thrusting chips towards Davinia and Donal. Jokingly, she said "Don't worry, you can write me an I.O.U. I'll collect when I need it." Actually Karin didn't keep count, she was enjoying herself too much. Donal like all losers lost track of how much he had lost, but he could hardly refuse money in the state he was in. Davinia, careful with Karin's money, actually won a little. Karin insisted she keep her winnings, whispering in her ear, "Buy something sexy to wear for Susan!" Davinia wasn't sure how to take the remark. Buy something for Susan to wear, or to wear for Susan? Donal having long since sold his car accepted the offer of a lift home. Impressed by the chauffeur driven Rolls, he cheered up visibly as they left the club. This may be the meal ticket he needed. Anyway, what a looker, Karin was definitely a sexy lady. Karin, slipping a little, gave the chauffeur instructions to take them to Davinia's, explaining that her place was the nearest and they would drop her off first. Nobody noticed the error. Donal assumed he must have mentioned where he lived at some point in the evening. Davinia, jealous of the night Donal was in for, remembered the last man she had seen Karin bring home after a night on the town and assumed Karin was just getting rid of her, so as to be able to enjoy herself. Davinia remembered a night long ago when Karin had made passionate love while David had peeked through a keyhole, jealous and frustrated. As Karin gave her all to that 'real man', David had been restrained in a device unable to touch himself. She had made David lick the other man's spendings from her before callously leaving him unsatisfied, locked up for the night. 'Maybe it is just as well she is dropping me off first', thought Davinia. As Karin's hand rested on Donal's thigh in the car, Donal was feeling very pleased with himself. 'The sexiest of these two ladies was obviously also the wealthiest and she fancies me', he thought. As they pulled up outside Davinia's basement flat, Karin gave Donal's thigh a squeeze and said loudly, "I'll come in with you just for a moment Davinia. You don't mind waiting a few minutes Donal, do you?" She didn't wait for the answer, and as she escorted Davinia in she teased her, "If you had the operation then we could make it a threesome this evening. As it is I will have to lock you back in your device to make sure you behave yourself, won't I?" ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic mailing list is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. 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