A Jessica Willow Story

The Invite

Jessica Willow worked in an office, doing office things. She longed to be up with the big league, but at present, she was behind a desk, typing, filing, and taking calls for her boss. One day she'd be better than a secretary, but it paid the bills. Little did Jess know her boss, Templeton Brush, was watching her. He believed she could go far. He knew she was good, she was also very attractive.

It was Monday morning, and Jessica sat behind her desk, working through her latest stack of letters, when the intercom sounded from Templeton.
"Miss Willows, could I see you in my office, please?"
"Of course, Mr Brush."
Jessica got up and knocked lightly on Templeton's door.
"Enter."
Jessica walked in, holding her trusty notepad and pen.
"Arh, Miss Willow, please take a seat. You won't need your notepad. I just want to have a chat. It's ok don't look so worried."

Jessica sat on a nice plush leather chair opposite Mr Brush. The seat made her skirt ride up, showing the top of her stockings. She quickly pulled her skirt down and crossed her legs.
"You didn't need to do that and hide those lovely legs. Sorry, that sounds awfully sexist of me. I'm just jesting with you."
"It's OK, sir."
"Ok, we'll get straight down to business. I have to admit Miss Willows, that over the last few weeks I've been watching you. I believe you have a lot of potential, and should be more than my secretary. However, to prove that I'm right, I'd like to give you an assessment. If you show that you can be efficient enough I'd like to promote you to my PA. What do you think?"
"oh, that's a shock, but I'd love that, Mr Brush, I'm sure I can do a good job."
"Good, and right answer, hah ha. There is a meeting with some top people I'm attending next week. I'd like you to come with me as my acting PA. A trial, so to speak. If all goes well, the promotion is yours."
"Thank you, that sounds fantastic, Mr Brush. I won't let you down."
"Again, right answer, you're doing well so far. I'll send you the briefing pack so you can swot up the background. Oh, and Miss Willows, wear your stockings, I'm sure they'll be a hit. Jesting again."

For the following few days, in between her normal duties, Jessica reviewed the briefing notes, doing her best to remember names and numbers so she would do the best job for Mr Brush. Was the big league finally here for her. As Brush's PA, she knew she'd be jetting off to all sorts of places.
The day of the meeting trip arrived. Jessica arrived at work with a small suitcase, it was a 2 night stay. Templeton came out of his office and greeted Jessica.
"Miss Willows, nice and early, I see, that's a good start. My car will be picking us up in 15 minutes."
The journey down, felt a little awkward to Jessica, and it was at this point a niggle of doubt entered her head. Could she really do a good job. This was a world apart from anything Jessica had done before.

"I can see you're nervous Miss Willows. There's no need. We're all human you know. Just relax."
The car arrived at its destination, a very grand hotel. Very posh, and dripping money people.
"We have 2 rooms, of course, you're on the first floor, I'm in the King George Suite. It's been a long day travelling, so goodnight Miss Willows. We'll start tomorrow bright and early."
"Goodnight Mr Brush."

Jessica made her way to her room. It was very spacious, and like nothing she'd been in before. And this was the hotels bog standard room.
Jessica unpacked her things, then lay on her bed. It was so soft and plush. And before she knew it, she was asleep.
Jessica woke early, before her alarm. Thank goodness, a late start was the last thing she wanted.

Jess, got dressed and made her way down to the breakfast buffet. She was very early and walked in before breakfast had even started. First here, I'm I allowed in, she thought.
It was a large room set with rows of tables. On the tables was a vast array of breakfast delights. For all tastes, normal cereal, the cooked breakfast item, if you fancied a full English, then health options like natural Yogurt, as well as pancakes with a selection of toppings. Jessica had not seen a breakfast buffet with as much choice before.
Jess made her way in and sat down, she wondered if she could start, but thought better of it and that she would wait until other people started to arrive. So she sat looking at the tables of breakfast delights.

It was then that she got a strange feeling come over her. It was an urge. An urge that she'd never felt before. For some reason she just wanted to pick up the food and tip it over herself, and make a huge mess.

It was a strange sensation cursing through her body, an adrenaline rush of naughtiness, but also a strange eroticism that was turning her on. She could feel her cotton panties getting moist at the thought of slamming the food from the table into her body.

Jessica was all alone, she got up and walked to the door, looking out into the corridor. All was quite, no one around. It was still very early.

Jessica made her way back in, all the while looking at the delights on the breakfast tables. The urge was growing inside her.

Jessica took hold of a bottle of strawberry sauce, used for the pancakes. She unclipped the lid, then squeezed a thin sticky blob on to the back of her hand. She then carried on, squeezing a sticky trail up her arm. Her heart rate started to increase, and a strange sensation pricked her insides.
She then squeezed the bottle of strawberry sauce at the top of her chest, just below her necklace. The sticky sauce began to run down her cleavage. Oh, this felt good, but she craved more.

Jessica, made her way through each bottle, unclipped the lid, and squeezing the contents on to herself, chocolate sauce on her arms, and chest, maple syrup on her legs, raspberry sauce on her head. It felt amazing as it dripped through her hair and down her face. She wiped it from her eyes, and continued. Unscrewing the lid and pouring more over herself.
Jessica was getting more and more aroused, she slid a sticky hand down the elastic waistband of her skirt, and caressed her wet labia, through her cotton panties. She'd never had feelings like this before, like lighting bolts of sexual ecstasy, tingling round her body.

Jessica moved down the table, and stuck a finger in the big bowl of porridge. Ah good she thought, not too hot.
She then took hold of the bowl with both hand, picked it up and poured it over her head.
The thick lumpy porridge sludged down her face, shoulders and body, dripping from the end of her soaked blouse clothed breasts, making sloppy flop sounds as hit the floor. Oh this felt so good.
Jessica's clothes were now covered in a mixture of strawberry, raspberry sauce, maple syrup and porridge. The sticky Gooey consistency felt amazing, and Jessica rubbed it into her face and body, fondling her breasts. Her nipples becoming sensitive under her soggy blouse. Giving her pulses of pleasure.

Jess ached with ecstasy and moved further down the table. Jess took hold of the large tureen dish of baked beans and tipped it over herself. The beans slid down like mini mariners abseiling down her hair. The tomato sauce ran down her face, dripped off her chin, and then continuing it's saucy journey down her cleavage.

At this point, Templeton Brush appeared in the doorway.
"OH MY GOD! JESSICA WHAT AN EARTH ARE YOU DOING!"
Jessica was completely startled, as she was lost in a euphoria of goo. She jumped and looked at Templeton. Shock in her eyes. And bump. She was back down to earth.

"Oh no, Mr Brush, I'm so so sorry, I don't know what came over me."
"Most of the breakfast buffet by the looks of it." Said Templeton.
"I just don't know what happened, I'm so ashamed."
"Nevermind, Miss Willow, just get out of here before anyone else turns up. Get cleaned up. We'll talk about it later."
Jessica scrapped as much mess as she could on to the floor.

She then ran to the elevator and went back to her room.

Back in her room, Jessica went into her bathroom and sat down on the toilet lid. She put her head in her hands and gave a big sigh.

What have just done, she thought. Why did I do that. Its completely out of character for me. I just don't know what I thinking. That's my promotion completely knackered now.
What am I going to say to Mr Brush? Her mind was racing.
But then another thought popped in her head. It was pretty exciting though. The feeling of all that goo was amazing. I felt so naughty, but it felt so good. Anyway, I'd better get showered and changed.

Jessica kicked off her shoes and rolled down her sticky stockings. She then stood up and unbuttoned her soggy blouse. Her breasts were sticky with sauce, and had beans and porridge stuck between them. Jessica smirked.
She then pushed her skirt down. It flopped on the bathroom floor with squelchy flump.

Her cotton panties were stained with sauce and baked beans, much like the rest of her. They were also wet inside, with her love juice.
Jessica slid her panties down, and finally she stood in the bathroom, naked.
Jessica reached over and turned the shower on. When the water was a nice warm temperature, Jessica stepped into the shower.
The water cascaded onto her body, washing the sticky remnants from her. The water felt lovely on her skin. Jessica took hold of a bottle of shower gel and squeezed it into her hands.
She rubbed the gel into her body, creating a nice foamy lather. The fragrance of honeysuckle and camomile was intoxicating, and filled Jessica with a relaxing sensation.
Jessica continued to wash herself, massaging her breasts. It was then, when she brushed her nipples that a spark of pleasure ignited. Jessica lightly moaned. She reached down her slippery body to her vulva, and gently stroked herself. Pure ecstasy.

Her finger slipped between her love lips. Then back out again. Slowly Jessica began to masturbate herself. A second finger slipped in her. She was not just wet from the shower.

Jessica made her way downstairs to the lobby.
Templeton was waiting for her, with a couple of other people.
"Arh, Miss Willow, finally here. Looking clean again I see. I don't know what happened in there, but it's water under the bridge, so we'll carry on. But no more incidents please."
"Yes, sorry Mr Brush. I do apologise". Said Jessica, her cheeks reddening.
"OK." Templeton said, "onwards, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Radcliffe and Miss Paris, his PA".
Jessica reached out and shook hands. "Very pleased to meet you" she said.
"Mr Radcliffe, is head of our Milan branch, details were in the briefing pack I gave you."

Jessica nodded, "Yes, I read the information, seems the Milan branch is doing well, good growth in our last quarter, Mr Radcliffe."
"Yes, Miss Willow, we are doing well. Surprised you actually read the paraphernalia Brush gave you, most people just bin it. But, it's good you're showing an interest. You want to keep hold of this one Brush". Said Radcliffe, slapping Templeton on the back.
"Anyway, I must dash, unfortunate other business to attend to, Miss Paris will help you out with anything, Miss Willow. Nice to have met you."
"Yes, Miss Willow, I also have to dash." Said Templeton. "I need to go with Mr. Radcliffe, I would have told you sooner, but due to the facade before, I haven't had chance to tell you. Your in good hands with Miss Paris, I'm sure you'll be fine."
Templeton and Mr Radcliffe then left. Leaving Jessica stood with Miss Paris.
"Don't worry, Miss Willow." Said Miss Paris, "We're better off without them two anyway."

Miss Paris was quite tall in build, about 5 foot 10 with shoulder length blonde hair. She wore tight leather pants, that showed off her sculpted legs, she definitely kept herself fit. She wore a suit jacket, and white blouse with a frill, that pulled over her ample bosom. She was very good looking as well.
"Have you been with the company long, Miss Paris?" Jessica asked.
"A few years, and it's Amber by the way, don't need any of that Mr, Miss formal crap." Said Amber. "And your called..."
"Oh, it's Jessica, but you can call me Jess. I have to say, I'm all very nervous about this. I've not done anything like this before. And now it seems Mr Brush has dropped me in at the deep end."

"Arrr, don't worry, Templeton's an arsehole, Percival, that's Mr Radcliffe is as well, in fact you'll find most high ups are, don't like getting their hands dirty. You don't mind getting dirty, do you?" Said Amber.

Jessica was a bit taken aback. What a strange way to phase a question. Did she know about her escapade in the breakfast buffet? How does she answer?
"Eh...no I don't mind, whatever. I've always thought Mr Brush was OK." Jessica managed to say.

"Good, I'm sure we'll have some fun. As for Mr Brush, like I've just said, there all arseholes. They just sit about looking important. Treating us like eye candy, thinking they can get a shag from us whenever they want. It's us that do the real work. And, as for shagging. If you do give in, fuck him on your terms." Said Amber.
"Anyway, it's a while before this shitty meeting. Let's get some wine down us."

Jessica was shocked by Amber's outspokenness. She really didn't mince her words. Jessica was also getting a different view to Templeton Brush.

"Wine, now, it's only early?" Said Jessica.
"Yeah.We'll go to meeting later and the others will of stink of whiskey breath. So fuck em, why not" Amber replied.

Jessica and Amber made there way into the hotel bar. It was quite. There one guy on his mobile, waxing lyrical about how great he was. Another sat a table on his laptop. Tapping away.

"You grab that booth over there, I'll get us some drinks." Said Amber, pointing to a nice plush booth in the corner.

Jessica made her way to booth. Today was turning out to be quite a day, and it hadn't really started yet. Her mind was spinning. The feelings she'd had in the breakfast buffet. The experience in the shower. Now being told of a different side to her boss, who she always held in high esteem, now sounded like a bit of a sex pest.

"Morning, can I have two glasses of Pinot Grigio, please, large ones." Said Amber to the bartender.
"Certainly madam, are you here on business or pleasure? " asked the bartender.

"Oh it's business, unfortunately, why do you think I need the wine? Replied Amber, with a smile. "Can you put them on the tab for Radcliffe and Brush."
The bartender got the drinks and placed them on the bar top.
"Thank you madam, and I hope your business is not too stressful. "

Amber walked over with the two glasses of wine to the booth Jessica was sitting at.
"There you go. Enjoy, and try to relax. This meeting will be a breeze, and Anyway if we don't get it, it nothing major." Said Amber passing Jessica a glass of wine, and sitting down next to her in the booth.
"Oh it's important to me. I'm on a trail for Mr Brush, as he thinks I could be his next assistant." Said Jessica. "That's why I'm so nervous, as I want to give a good impression. Sadly, it hasn't started so well so far."

"So that's why your here." Said Amber "I knew I'd not seen you before. So that randy old goat is eyeing you up for PA. You do know he just wants to get in your pants, don't you?"
"Oh I don't know about that, Mr Brush said he'd been paying attention to my work, and was impressed, so decided to give me this opportunity." Said Jessica.
"Bollocks, that his way of politely saying, I've been staring at your tits, and I fancy shagging you." Replied Amber with a laugh.
"Really!" Said Jessica, she was shocked. "I didn't think that Mr Brush was like that. If that's his game, I might just leave now."
"Woah, don't worry, there all at it. Like I said it us that do the real work. They think there being clever, play it right Jess and you can get anything. And anyway what's a shag every once in while, we all need a workout...eh." Amber said with a wink.
"Just relax, don't worry and you and me will have a ball, or a testicle....ha ha" Amber started to laugh.
Jessica looked at her, and then started to chuckle herself.
She felt like a naughty school girl. Maybe this could be fun after all.

Jess and Amber continued to chat, giggle and drink wine. They were getting on great, when Amber suddenly said.
"So, what actually happened in the breakfast buffet this morning?"
"You mean you don't know. I thought you would have been told." Jessica replied.
"No one said anything to me, just that you had to get changed due to an accident in the breakfast buffet." Said Amber.
Jessica didn't really know how to answer, should she tell Amber what really happened. She had a feeling that she wanted to share, but was confused.
Jess, looked at Amber and said. "I was very nervous, and spilt something down myself."
"Not the beans I hope." Said Amber, "There a bugger to get out your clothes, stain like mad."
"Well, yes it was beans...and porridge. Actually some pancakes toppings as well. Replied Jessica.
Amber looked at Jess with a puzzled look, then started to smile.

"Oh my God.", she said, "You had a WAMgasm."
"A what!" Said Jessica, now she was puzzled.
"A WAMgasm, I bet you saw all the food, and before you knew it you were throwing it over yourself.".
"Well yes, It was like an urge, I'm terribly embarrassed. " Jessica said her face reddening.
"Don't be embarrassed Jess, it's amazing. The first time I did it, I couldn't believe the feelings I got."
"So you've done it as well?
"Oh yes, it was awesome Jess, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy it." Amber said.
"Actually, yeah I did enjoy it." Jessica smiled.
Jessica looked at Amber, then they just started laughing.
At that point they were approached by a man.
The both stopped laughing at looked at the man.
"Sorry to bother you ladies, could I ask if you are here for the Parton meeting? " Said the man
"Yes, we are actually, we're with Radcliffe and Brush" Said Amber.

"I thought so, unfortunately there has been a slight problem, and the representative of Parton has been delayed. So the meeting has been move to 16:00. Sorry for the inconvenience." The man said.
"Oh. OK, thanks for letting us know." Replied Amber.
The man then turned and walked away.
"Right then." Said Amber to Jessica "Time for another drink"
Amber got up, before Jessica could reply and walk towards the bar.

Jessica, was surprised at how the day was going, Amber sounded fun, and was making her feel relaxed, that the issue in breakfast buffet was not a bad thing after all.
Jessica looked over to the bar, but for some reason couldn't see Amber. I wonder where she is, thought Jessica.
Should I go look for her.

Fifteen minutes past and still no Amber. Jessica didn't know what to do. She then spotted Amber. Although she had no drinks.
"I wondered what had happened to you." Said Jessica
"Oh, sorry. I got the drinks sent to my room. I thought we could go back there, and go over the meeting notes. Bit more private". Replied Amber.
"Ahh, OK, yeah, why not" Said Jessica although she thought it was a bit strange. From the impression she had of Amber, she didn't think she was the revision type person. However she went along with it.

Jessica followed Amber up to her room, she was on the first floor as well.

"Have a seat, relax". Said Amber.
Jessica sat on a chair, and Amber handed her a glass of wine.
Jessica looked round the room, but couldn't see any notes.
"So, where do you want to start on the notes? I've looked at the figures and..."

Amber jumped in. " Notes, Bollocks to notes, we don't need notes. You need one of these".
Amber picked up a large cream pie from behind the bed and slammed it into Jessica's face. Cream flew out, as custard dripped down Jessica's face.
"Ooooh!, what you doing!" Shrieked Jessica.
"Sorry, do you not like pies. Just the custard then." Amber picked up a large carton of custard and poured it over Jessica's head.
The smooth yellow custard dribbled down Jessica's face and top.

"I'm covered!" Said Jessica, but the strange erotic feelings started to return.
"Does it feel good" Said Amber.
Jessica smirked. "Actually, yeah it does."
"Good, more then." Replied Amber.

Amber picked up a bowl of baked beans and threw them over Jessica. The tomato sauce soaked into Jessica's blouse, making it go see-through. Showing her lacy bra.
"Right, that's it." Said Jessica "it's your turn."
Jessica stood up, custard and beans slopping on the floor.
She took hold of Amber, and pulled her, forcing her onto the chair.

Jessica bent down and picked up a bowl of spaghetti, and poured it over Amber's head. The spaghetti wriggled over Amber like messy worms.

"Oh, you little minx." Amber said a laugh in her voice.
"Oh, I'm just getting started." Replied Jessica, picking up two custard pies and sandwiching them either side of Amber's head, with a big splat.

Amber got up from the chair, and walked up to Jessica. She took hold of Jessica by her shoulders and pulled her suit jacket off, leaving Jessica stood in her semi see-through blouse. Amber then forced Jessica onto the floor, and climbed on top of her.

Amber bent forward and looked into Jessica's eyes, Amber then kissed Jessica full on the lips.

Jessica was shocked, but Amber's lips felt so soft, and a pulse of sexual electricity surged round Jessica's body.
Amber's hand, then cupped Jessica's left breast, she stroked Jessica's nipple through her blouse. Jessica's nipples were sexual sensitive, and a sensation as Amber rubbed her was so sensual. Jessica let out a low moan.
"Oh, yes" she moaned.

Jess moved her head towards Amber's face. Returning the kiss, slowly sliding her tongue into Amber's mouth, it hit Amber's tongue, and they entwined like to sexual serpents.
Amber removed her hand from Jessica's breast, and started to unbutton her top, she slipped it off. Amber was braless, and so relieved her delightfully large bosom of pleasure.
She then unbuttoned Jessica's blouse, and slide Jessica's bra down, popping Jessica's equal ample breasts out.
Amber, moved her head down and started to kiss Jessica's breasts. Licking her nipples.

Jessica, reached over and picked up a tin of treacle, and started to pour over Amber's head.
The thick dark gooey treacle, ran through Amber's hair, down her face, dripping off her chin, onto Jessica's boobs, that Amber was kissing.

Oh my God, thought Jessica, this is amazing.
Amber stopped kissing Jessica's breasts, and slowly moved down her body. Amber grabbed hold of the elastic waistband of Jessica's skirt, and pulled it down, showing Jessica's lacy panties. Amber's then reached in between Jessica's legs and pulled her panties to the side, showing Jessica's wet labia.
Amber's head moved down, licking Jessica's sex lips.

More intense sexual ecstasy cursed through Jessica's body, she ached with desire for Amber to continue to pleasure her.
The passion continued between Amber and Jessica. Amber had also stripped out of her skirt and G-string, and now they were both naked, both splatter with mess of custard, beans, cream, spaghetti and treacle. They wrapped their legs round each other, pussy scissoring each other, all the while, kissing each other, on the boobs and on the month. They both moaned and groaned in pleasure.

They both grabbed more items of food and smeared it over each other. More custard. Nice sticky golden syrup, another bowl of baked beans. Some thick lumpy porridge. They squirted tomato sauce and mayonnaise at each other.
Amber threw a tin of mushroom soup at Jessica. It hit her breasts, mixing with the rest of the mess.
The hotel room was now a total swamp of food, which Amber and Jessica writhed around in. It was then there was a knock at the door.
To be continue