The Senators

 

We were in our private booth at the club. Mistress and I. The privacy doors had been drawn so the music was somewhat muted. For once we had business to attend to, well Mistress had business to attend to, I was the distraction she wanted at the table.

Miss was in beautiful dark purple business suit, specially tailored to fit her body. The others at the table, two senators and their aides, were also in finely done suits. Looking very professional. Paper work was on the table along with drinks in long stemmed glasses. The business at hand was getting some paperwork pushed through for one of Mistress’s business interests. Boring stuff, land acquisition, zoning permits, all those things that put me to sleep.

Right there among all this professional stuff sat me laying half way across the table by Mistress. She held my leash in her hand tugging at my collar occasionally. All I was wearing was a school girl uniform that was several sizes to small, missing a few buttons and severely lacking in panties. A bowl of cherries in front of me.

My job is simple, I’m the payment for the getting all this paperwork signed. I must entice them a bit and make them want to fuck me.

As they talked about various laws I would pluck a cherry from a small bowl in front of me and make eye contact with one of the Senators. Then swirl my tongue over that sweet little red thing and pull it into my mouth stem in all. Chew for a few seconds and swallow. Then, I would reach in my mouth and pull the stem out tied in a nice little knot and place it on the table in front of them.

The aides were looking more and more nervous and trying to look away. The Senators kept looking me up and down with stiff grins. Trying really hard not to show their interest while shuffling in their seats a bit to adjust how their erections were pressing into their finely made pants.

Miss admitted quite clearly that the businesses would all be fronts for other activities. Prostitution, light drug dealing, members only sex clubs and most likely a bit of human trafficking. The usual kind of stuff. She also made it clear that the Senators would get exclusive access and membership privileges.

I crawled across the table in front of the oldest one. Sitting in front of him I spread my legs apart showing him my goods. Smooth and clean shaven with a little jewel at my butthole where a plug was inserted. Sliding a finger over my slit and then reaching down and tapping the paperwork with my fingernail I handed him a pen.

There was no hesitation at this point. He signed the lines rather quickly and tossed the paperwork aside and grabbed my ankles. Pulling me closer my already tiny skirt pulled up to my waist as he spread my legs all the way apart. Soon he was face down in my pussy, eagerly licking away. I reached down and grabbed his balding head and squirmed against his face.

Glancing over I saw the other Senator sign his papers. Instead of moving towards me he walks over to Miss as she stands up and wraps his arm around her waist squeezing her ass. Then head towards the door for one of the private rooms. He wanted the grand prize and got it evidently.

Suddenly my Senator stands up, his face slick and wet now, and pulls me off the table to my knees. Quickly I help him undo his belt and zipper and that hard cock flops out onto my face. Not very long but nice and thick with a nice patch of gray pubic hair.

God I loved older men.

Swirling my tongue over his swollen head he lets out a moan. Then after a few moments he grabs my hair and pushes himself into my mouth. He was more than ready to face fuck this little girl and I was more than ready to take it.