Ladies' Day at the Races. For Jess. Part 1.

By PrimeSlimeTime. UMD.net. 2020.

Sitting in her office, Jess relaxed back in her chair, confident and relieved her sales for the month were closed and she had more than enough listings on her board, some very hot property in her hands leading into summer, the spring atmosphere in full swing. She had an invitation in her hand, because of her good work since christmas, to attend a corporate ladies day at the races, she had never been before, her only attending a few boring sales meetings and conferences, this invite giving her a sense of excitement, the glamour and prestige of corporate race day an offer she could not refuse.

Having just hung up from a client, closing another healthy commission deal that would settle, the people lovely to work for on a beautiful set of three apartments for rental, she was hoping for the management contracts as she had worked hard on the deal, even having dinner at the clients request after the offers were accepted, she was thinking of what to buy to wear, as her formal wardrobe wasn't up to standard, and clothes and shoes shopping was on her mind. Her desk phone buzzed, the company director on the other end congratulating her on a great start to the year, telling her she was clear to take a couple of days away from the office, and take a corporate car, the manager knowing that she always picked up great leads away from the office without even doing anything and there was nothing they couldn't handle as she had no unfinished business to attend to, this discussion making her day. She cleared her desk, putting her desk tag to out then went to reception and collected the keys to a brand new Audi, simply lovely to drive, wishing it was her own, the car luxury personified then left for home, her thoughts on the next week of meetings and a corporate day off, filled with free food and drink and rubbing shoulders with some very wealthy folk, a gold mine of real estate opportunities.

Jess was a business professional through to her core, many years of retail experience, two business and law degrees and her long list of professional credentials giving her leverage over the younger hopefuls in her office and company, maybe one day making a partner or Co-director, she was way ahead of the pack and top of her game, always in the top achievers list in her company, finally getting some well-deserved recognition for her ten years hard work, making an honest and reliable name for herself in the worst industry on earth, realty consulting. A vicious game where the smart eat the slow, only the best surviving until the end.

She let herself into her lavish apartment kicking her shoes off when she got home, her house cleaner having done a great job this morning, her apartment sparkling and fresh, and poured herself a healthy Shiraz from her wine store, then dialed her best friend from years back in law school, Helen Myers. Helen was a gun in contracts law, helping her to save some high profile property deals that went sour when the company selling them went under in the process of settlement, Jess getting a bonus for getting them through the legal hoops, the whole thing a mess and ending up in court, the liquidators losing out because of the value in cash of the purchases, Jess miraculously saving the whole thing, thanks to Helen's expertise in the courtroom, Jess able to help her purchase some very good property to boost her wealth some years before, the two women long-time friends from law school and college, now both in their forties. Helen picked up the call asking her what was up, Jess telling her she was off for a few days and was she up for some girl time not to mention food, drinks and shopping for shoes and formal wear, Helen jumping at the chance to get out of her own office, picking a Tavern and a time, the two women now on the hunt for clothes and shoes together.

They met for lunch at the agreed time and place, hugging and kissing innocently as they met then ordered some drinks and chatted about what was up or down around town in business, Jess asking if she had ever attended ladies day at the races, Helen never having thought of it as a fun outing, expensive but fun. They browsed some boutiques online as they discussed their lunch options, Helen finding a local upmarket store, offering everything formal, a lot for one off hire, right down to lingerie to buy, Jess looking over the options in suits, her eye catching on some elegant formal wear for hire and exotic underwear to go with it, not overly expensive either, at least you could return the hire wear afterwards and not be caught with the outright expense if you changed your mind later on, as Jess often did after purchasing clothes. They ordered lunch looking over more clothing stores, finding more than enough local or nearby options to browse and hopefully get kitted up, a great afternoon shopping ahead.

Their lunch arrived with another round of drinks, Jess suggesting they go back to her place after lunch then plan their shopping route, late night shopping open which meant they had plenty of time to spare, and go in one car only to save on parking hassles and to maximize their shopping time, Helen telling her it was a great idea. They enjoyed their lunch, Jess playfully smearing Helen's nose with some strawberry gateau with her fingers, Helen ready to fire back with a big spoonful of it, telling Jess to be careful as she was up for a food fight, Jess stopping at the thought of Helen covering her in her dessert then laughing at her to bring it on, Helen advising her she would lose out in any food fight, and not to bite off more than she could chew in a very stern manner, Jess laughing with her over the thought of them getting messy in formal, something she had never thought of in her life. She almost let fly with the next spoonful, Helen shaking her head at her, her gaze fixed over her glasses, waving her finger in warning then dipped her finger into Jess's ready to fire spoon and plastered her nose with a good smear of it, the two of them laughing and giggling over their lunch, having a great time in each other's company. With lunch finished they left for Jess's apartment, Helen arriving there first and parking her car, Jess nowhere to be seen. She waited for a while then called her, Jess not answering, her then getting a text to say she stopped off for some groceries telling her to let herself in with the spare key and grab a wine from her chiller while she waited.

Jess took her time grocery shopping, a brilliant idea sticking out in her mind, to surprise Helen with a pie, and test out her food fight theory, her enjoying a little dessert flinging over lunch, and itching to explore it further, the two women friends for a long time, Jess in the mood for some mature aged banter and girl time, them both the same age, height, body shape and size, Helen maybe a fraction taller and slightly leaner but there wasn't much in it. She beeped the horn as she parked up next to Helen's car, letting her know she was back, and collected her shopping bags from the car, making more than one trip, Helen telling her that time was money, asking her what the hell had she been doing, Jess laughing that she needed to pick up a few things on her way back. Jess brought her bags in strategically placing them to keep the contents hidden, and asked Helen to pour her a Shiraz from the chiller, getting out a fresh custard cream pie while Helen's back was turned and peeled off the wrapper, holding it in her hand ready to fire.

Helen turned around with the glass in her hand as Jess fired with the pie, smashing her in her face and smeared it around, Helen screaming out, not expecting the attack and not seeing it until the last second, unable to dodge it, Jess getting her right on target then smeared the remains of it down her pristine suit jacket and pants just to cover her properly, laughing hysterically, telling her one nil as she stood back and took in the sight. Helen wiped the mixture out of her eyes so she could see, wiping her hands on her pants, spitting out custard and cream from her mouth calling her all sorts of names, declaring war, Jess out of her reach, ready with a box of custard, pouring it over her head to more expletives, "I'll so get you back bitch", repeated many times, then she took another and poured it down her neck inside her jacket, Helen's tone changing as the custard found its way down her cleavage soaking her bra, giving her tingling sensations, her hands now rubbing on her jacket, feeling the sloppy yellow sweet substance spread out over her clothes soaking into them, her skin becoming slimy. Jess took another pie to the front of her pants, smearing it all over the front, then took to her more with two boxes of custard down her pants, firmly pulling the waistband out, and dumping the contents in them, Helen squealing in surprise at having her pants and knickers filled with it, the sensations of getting messy starting to get to her giving her the Oh factor, Jess helping her to the floor and covering her with the slops from her kitchen floor, Helen now sitting in a pile of mess her legs out, her front covered from her head to her knees.

Jess put more food items on the floor then knelt down straddling Helen, laughing as her pants got messy as she sat on her, undoing Helen's jacket and rubbing the custard all over her shirt, smearing it into her body taking another pie and smashing it into her bust, smearing it around then opened her shirt smashing her chest with another pie, also pouring another box of custard over her head, Helen, forgetting her initial anger as she sat on the floor, her arms and legs outstretched, Jess wiping the mess out of her eyes for her, tasting the sweet pie mix on her fingers, then slipping them between Helen's lips, her licking the sweet mixture from them, aroused by this unexpected sploshing she was getting from her friend, Jess wrapping herself around her as she straddled her, covering herself in the mess and softly kissing Helen, who shivered at the feel of her sweet mouth on hers, the two women enjoying an intimate moment on Jess's kitchen floor.

Helen found Jess's jacket buttons and undid them, running her hands over her clean suit and shirt, fondling her as she felt her way over her, scraping up her mess and smearing it on her as they kissed again, deeply this time, Helen now in the moment, helping Jess to get messy with her on her lap, smearing the left overs on her pants, feeling her legs getting slimy, asking for a custard box, Jess giving her one, Helen pouring it over Jess's head as she kissed her back firmly, then asking for whatever was left over, a pie in her hand and she smashed it into Jess's shirt then undid it to her waist, her hands on her slimy bra and breasts, teasing them with her sensual fondling, Jess now into the mood and giggling and laughing away with Helen, asking if she had had enough dessert. Helen put her arms around Jess's neck and laid back onto the mess on the floor taking Jess with her, pulling her down on top of her, feeling her bra and ample breasts sliding up and down against her own, then having fun with the bra on bra slimy action, Helen scrapping up whatever she could pick up plastering her bra with it, her hands then inside Jess's bra, releasing her from it, loving the feeling of her softness all slimy and rubbing all over her, taking her breast in her mouth, Jess moaning at the sensations, Helen switching to the other one, giving it the same treatment, her nipples hardening under Helen's soft hands and mouth, Jess motorboating her with them, them both laughing at the excitement of their messy dessert sploshing.

Jess slid a free hand inside Helen's slimy pants, loving the feeling of them filled with custard, her hand sliding over her knickers, making Helen shake, her hand over her mound, her fingers finding her sweet bump, her clit was throbbing and enormous, Helen, moaning with pleasure, Oh fuck, constantly from her lips as Jess pleasured her through her knickers, them french kissing each other furiously, tongues playing, Helen finally tensing up, crying out Oh Fuck, Jess's thrashing on her clit while she fingered her hot wet insides, teasing her hard bump with two fingers, making Helen orgasm and wet her self putting her into sensory overload, unable to control herself as she orgasmed and wet her pants, squirming in the mess on the floor, Jess sucking on her hard nipples as she worked her to a frenzy, making Helen buck and scream out as another stronger orgasm ripped through her from deep within, her contracting down on Jess's four fingers inside her making her squirt, Jess nailing her hard bump, her thumb tip smashing her clit, Helen screaming out in pleasure, her orgasm strong and raking her for minutes as she lay there on the floor covered in dessert mess, Jess masturbating her furiously until she could take no more, calling time out, Jess letting her go, Helen slumping onto the floor, getting her breath back as she lay there looking up at Jess, taking her breasts and sucking on them lovingly, returning some pleasuring she had received.

Continued..