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 After Hours Part 4 by Ivor Smallone EDITED

   It wasn't until the next day that Jacky looked at the presents Derek had
given her again.  She pulled out the 2 cards and looked at them.  They were
some sort of vouchers for using in a Tanning salon.  Jacky had never
considered using such a place.  The logo on the card looked sort of
familiar.  It suddenly dawned on her where she had seen it before.  She
remembered seeing the shop, it was at the very end of the high street that
she'd walked past many times with her mum.

   She read the information on the card again, shit she would try it out,
she wasn't going to spend all day with her mum yet again, her mum could
fend for herself for an hour or two.  She was going out, one of the cards
looked like it was for some sort of introduction, the other for 4 tan
sessions.

   The decision immediately made her feel better; she changed into some
better clothes and went down stairs to tell her mum.  Her mum wasn't
impressed but Jacky decided to go anyway.  She left the house walking down
the road, a ten minute walk to the high street, it felt good to be out on
her own striding along in the fresh air.  Her mum wasn't really ill, her
weight and the trouble she had with her ankle just meant she couldn't get
out of the chair without some help.  Jacky was beginning to realise her mum
was taking advantage of her, trapping her into a life of looking after her
when it wasn't strictly necessary.  She vowed to get out on her own more,
so her mum was stuck in the chair for an hour or two, big deal she spent 16
hours a day in that chair anyway.

   Jacky looked in the window of the Tanning Salon, you couldn't actually
see right inside the shop.  The window was full of images of very thin
bronzed smiling people enjoying themselves.  She took a deep breath and
went in.

   It was very warm inside and there was a gentle hum of machinery and low
background music.  A very brown woman behind a reception desk smiled at her
"Can I help you" she said pleasantly.

   "Uh..  I've got this voucher which I think I can use here" Jacky replied
fumbling in her bag to get the voucher out.  She handed it to the woman. 
"Ahh one of our Gold Standard introduction vouchers, of course miss come
with me."

   They sat on some low comfortable chairs that Jacky hadn't really
noticed. Jacky was surprised that during the 'interview' the woman asked
her endless questions including lots of things about her skin type which
she had no idea about.  The woman guided her through all the answers.

   There was then a small tour of the shop and the equipment and the
services they provided.  The voucher she had included a free manicure.

   In the end she had two short tanning sessions with a manicure in
between. Jacky had been surprised when the woman had suggested she use the
machines butt naked so there were no tan lines.  The only thing she wore in
the machine was some odd looking eye protectors.  It seemed weird she
imagined herself being in a toast rack, fortunately the sessions weren't
long.  She left the place showered and feeling refreshed.  Her skin colour
wasn't much different but it had lost that glaring whiteness that most of
it had had before.  It has been weird sitting there in just a white
dressing gown between sessions while the woman chatted and did her nails.
She'd never had her nails done professionally before there was a lot more
about good nails than she realised.

   The whole thing had taken less than an hour; she thought she'd have a
quick wander up and down the high street before going back.  As she walked
past the lingerie shop she felt her nipples tingle a little, should she go
in and just have a little look around.

   How embarrassing, she felt her nipples harden as she entered the shop.
She quickly turned into the first aisle in case the manager recognised her
again.  Oops she shouldn't have come in; the manager was approaching with a
big smile on her face.

   The manager was guiding her towards counter at the back of the shop.  "I
do hope you don't think me too forward dear, but we've got this lovely line
which I'd like to show you, their not that expensive either" Her bored
looking young assistant smiled very briefly as they approached.  The
manager pulled out a small attractive looking bra.  Why is she showing her
that the assistant thought, it's very nice but they don't go bigger than a
D cup.

   She handed the bra to Jacky for a moment to look at.  The manager was
talking to her assistant "Why don't you go and get us a couple of cakes
from the bakery dear, we haven't done that for a while, my treat, take the
money from my purse you know where it is" The shop assistant shrugged her
shoulders ever so slightly.  Well if that what she wants she thought.  As
the assistant fumbled behind the counter getting the managers purse Jacky
said.  "It's very nice but I was only sort of window shopping today and uh
it looks much too small."

   The assistant left as the manager fumbled through their stock and pulled
out the biggest they had, only a D.  It was obviously still much much too
small but she held it in her hand and guided Jacky into the changing room
desperately trying to think what other nice bras they had for a woman of
this size.  There were none just that one she saw last time.

   Jacky undid her blouse feeling even more embarrassed her nipples felt
like they were getting even harder now, why didn't they behave she thought.
He skin still felt warm from the tanning machine earlier as well even
though the shop was relatively cool.

   "This is not going to fit dear but I can just hold it across so you can
get an idea of what it would look like" Jacky wondered what the point was
as the woman had said before, the most important thing about a bra is the
fit.  She dropped her blouse on the stool; the cooler air felt good on her
skin and stepped out of the small open cubicle in her bra.

   She was pleased she was wearing her original nice one.  The shop manager
looked at her bust admiringly.  "I do like that bra you're currently
wearing dear, even if you didn't get it here" she said with a little
chuckle.

   "May I?" she asked her hands moving towards the bra.  "Of course" Jacky
replied nervously wishing her nipples were not so hard and prominent.

   The woman ran her hands over the bra cups "I hope it's not too cool in
here for you dear" she commented but knowing her nipples were not like this
because it was cold.  She gently ran her fingers along the edge of the cups
her fingers lightly running along Jacky's flesh.  "The cup size of this is
probably a tiny bit big for you but it suits you beautifully dear" she
commented.  Jacky's nipples were tingling like mad, why had she come in
here.

   "Pop that one off dear and we'll just get an idea of what this one might
look like" Jacky's fingers went nervously to the front fastener then
quickly removed the bra.  The manager watched this unblinking.  "You have
absolutely beautiful breasts dear, I hope you don't mind me commenting" she
said taking her eyes off them just for a moment to look into Jacky eyes. 
"Uh thank you" Jacky replied.

   The manager held the bra up to her breasts.  "Hold these to the side
there dear" the manager said handing her the side straps.  Jacky held them
in place while the manager pulled the see-through cups over her breasts. 
It was quite ridiculous like trying to fit a training bra to a reasonably
big woman.

   The manager had done the best that she could, they both laughed.  The
manager was still taking the weight of her breasts in her hands and holding
them towards each other.  The both looked in the big mirror to see what it
looked like.  Jacky was looking at the bright red finger nails of the woman
holding her breast up and together.  They both laughed again there was no
way that trying to put that bra over those breasts was going to demonstrate
anything sensible.  "Okay not one of my best ideas" the manager admitted,
gently squeezing the firm flesh.  "Well a bit of a laugh anyway" Jacky
responded.  "A bit of fun indeed" replied the manager in a slightly more
serious voice and giving the breasts a proper squeeze this time.  Jacky let
out a little gasp.

   The short 50 year old manager moved in front of Jacky.  What is she
going to do, assault me?  it would be worth it thought the manager as she
slid the bra cups that Jacky was still holding the sides of up out of the
way.

   She bent forward and gently placed her tongue on Jacky's breast below
her hard nipple.  Slowly very slowly she gently licked up over the nipple.
She was looking up into Jacky's eyes as she did it, waiting for the violent
reaction that might come.

   Jacky just gasped loudly.  The manager thought great quickly placing her
red painted lips right over Jacky's nipple.  Jacky took another quick
breath, god what it the woman doing.  The feeling coming from Jacky's
nipple was amazing, as the woman expertly worked it with her tongue.  "I'm
not..  uh..  I'm not a lesbian" Jacky blurted just watching the woman at
her breast.  "I know", came the reply as she moved quickly from one to the
other tit.

   Jacky noticed the red lipstick marks around her breast for a second, and
then the red painted finger nails slid up and gently scratched around her
nipple, her mouth still working the other.  "Oh God" Jacky gasped quietly.

   The manager kicked off her heels her mouth not leaving Jacky's breast,
she was suddenly 5 inches shorter a more comfortable height for what she
was doing.

   Jacky's hand went behind the woman's head and pushed her onto her breast
more firmly, she was getting just a little too sensitive for that light
touch.  The woman took Jacky's other hand and placed it on the side of her
own breast.  Jacky's hand experimentally lightly squeezed the unfamiliar
very soft flesh in her hand.  Got what am I doing she thought.

   There was a sudden ping noise from the shop someone had come through the
door.  Oh shit, shit thought Mary the manager, she reluctantly dropped the
breast from her mouth and swiveld her body.  Jacky followed where her eyes
were looking, there was a security monitor she hadn't noticed before
showing two views of the inside the shop.  They saw a woman and child had
come in.  "Watch them for a minute" Mary asked as her mouth went back to
each nipple for a second or two, Jacky felt her bite them lightly making
her jump.

   Mary Looked into Jacky face, disappointment showing in her eyes and the
red lipstick spread all around her mouth.  She struggled to get her feet
back into her shoes suddenly growing 5 inches taller again.  "Sorry" Mary
said stepping toward the changing room exit.  "Hang on" Jacky said grabbing
her arm.  Jacky quickly used her fingers to rub the lipstick smudges away
from around Mary's mouth; it felt strange to be touching a woman like this.
"That's better" said Jacky.  she heard a "thanks" from Mary as she rushed
out to greet the new customer.

   Jacky looked at her wet and lipstick smudged nipples they were still
rock hard and tingling.  She leant into the open cubicle, retrieved her bra
and got dressed.

   She dropped the small bra they'd been 'using' on the counter.  She heard
a very posh sounding woman talking to Mary about a training bra for her 10
year old daughter.  She doesn't need any sort of bra for at least the next
3 years Jacky thought looking at the young girl.  As she walked towards the
exit she heard Mary interrupt the woman with an "Excuse me".

   She called after Jacky "I'll have something more suitable in stock if
you come back next week" she called.  Jacky turned her head and smiled in
acknowledgement as she opened the shop door and left.

   Jacky noticed the assistant coming along the road towards her with her
bag from the bakery that was right the other end of the High street.  Jacky
wondered if the manager had deliberately sent her away as she quickly
crossed the road to avoid her.

   When Jacky got home her mother was asleep in her chair, the TV still on,
she looked at her mother slouched there, she certainly was a big woman all
around, but especially her tits, her mother's sister had big tits as well,
so they ran in the family, Jacky hadn't really thought about it before.

   So no problem being out for a couple of hours, she went into the kitchen
and put the kettle on.

   She had another tanning session on Tuesday morning, as she walked home
afterwards this one had really worked, she had a light brown look all over
now, nothing like the pictures in the window but the bright while skin of
her old body was gone.  Even her mother noticed when she got home.  She
looked at her daughter as they sat drinking their tea.  Her daughter seemed
to be changing over the last couple of weeks, going out on her own and she
seemed to look and move with a little more confidence.  Her mother felt
slightly worried, she wasn't going to go and get herself a man was she. 
She glanced at her daughter again there was something else, yes she was
looking a little suntanned, oh god she has found a man and she's using a
fake tan.

   "Why are you using that fake tan" her mother blurted out accusingly. 
"It's not a fake tan its real" Jacky retaliated.  "It can't be its not been
that sunny yet" Wendy continued.  "It's from the tanning studio, I uh...  I
got a voucher from work when they gave me the job permanently" Jacky
answered, well it was sort of true.  Her mother felt relieved, so that why
she'd been going out a bit more.

   "And I want us to get a sunbed for out back so I can keep it up when the
vouchers run out.  You could do with some sun and more fresh air as well
mum." "It would need to be a bloody strong sunbed for me" Wendy chuckled,
"And I'd need a crane to get me on and off it" Her mum thought about it a
little more, if it meant Jacky was home a bit more then they should get
one. "Pass that Argos catalogue over to me love." she asked.

   They had a nice wooden one much too low for Wend but there was a
matching strong looking chair with umbrella.  "Let's get one each of these
love" she said to her daughter pointing them out to Jacky.  Jacky lent over
and gave her mum a little kiss on the lips.  It normally took months of
negotiation and argument to get anything for the house.

   "We'll have to go halves on the cost love" her mum continued, "Me and
dad can't shell out for it all." Jacky looked at the price again, not too
bad she could manage that.  "Let's do it now mum, let's get it now.  It
will be a surprise when dad gets home.  Tom will give us a lift to collect
it." Wendy thought for a few minutes, Stan her husband would be pissed off
with them for getting it.  But Jacky was probably right, if they asked Stan
about it they would never get it.  "Let's do it" Wendy replied
enthusiastically.

   Stan was well pissed off when he got home, two bloody great boxes full
of useless tatt in the middle of the living room which he'd have to
assemble.  When would they ever use these, they never went in the garden.
He shouted and bawled at them, then hurt his foot as he kicked one of the
boxes before departing for the pub.

   Wendy looked a bit shocked, it was a bigger outburst then she'd expected
bloody husbands she thought.  Jacky looked at her mum then gave her a big
hug.  "Ignore the old man; I'll put them together tomorrow."

   Jacky was hoovering one of the offices wondering whether she dared bathe
nude in the garden, the house end of their small garden was very secluded
with those high fences Stan and Tom had put in last year.  "Ah!" Jacky
suddenly cried out jumping with shock.  Derek had suddenly appeared right
next to her she hadn't noticed him with the noise from the cleaner.

   "Come through to my office now please" he said ignoring her reaction and
turned on his heels.  Jacky turned the hover off, her heart still pounding.
Bloody hell, one day he's holding me tight after nearly blowing my brains
out with pleasure.  Today it's come to my office now Jacky.

   Jacky took a couple of deep breaths and went after him leaving the
vacuum in the middle of the floor.  As she approached his office door she
took a slow deep breath trying to calm herself.  It was like being summoned
to the heads office at school.  What had she done wrong?

   "Sit down please Jacky" Jacky sat on her usual seat.  Derek enjoyed
treating her like this, demonstrating who the master was.  "Jacky just
because I may give you presents occasionally I don't want things getting
too uh, well too...  casual between us.  Do you understand what I mean?  I
would like you to always to address me as Mr Stevens or perhaps sir.  Yes
sir is perhaps more appropriate." Derek could feel his cock growing just
standing over and talking to her like this.  It was great having a tame
'cleaner' like this, why hadn't he tried to set up something like this
before.  He stood over her patiently waiting for some sort of response.

   Jacky was quiet for a moment, she hadn't realised until now but she had
been getting some sort of bond with the MD, some sort of well some sort of
non work related affection.  Okay he was a lot older than her but...  "I
understand" she answered quietly, "I uh...  understand sir".

   "Good girl" he responded patting her on the head his dick had grow even
bigger hearing her response.  He bent forward and picked her hand up off
her lap placing it on his bulge.  "you know the routine love" he said in
his commanding work voice.

   She was already pulling down his zipper.  He squeezed her breast through
her blouse and thin bra as she finished getting his hard cock out.  He
undid the top few buttons of her blouse as she ran her lips and tongue
lightly along his shaft.

   His hand slid into her top and fondled her large breasts through the
thin bra as she continued with her lips and tongue on the shaft of his
cock. Excellent, bloody excellent he thought.  She wasn't even resisting
his groping.  He felt her nipples starting to respond, they grew rapidly.
After tweaking the nipples he slid his hand back out.  He undid a few more
buttons then slid his hands down her blouse and released her bra catch.

   Sliding both hands down her front now his hand slipped straight into her
bra cups and took hold of the big firm melons.  She reacted slightly with a
sharp intake of breath then took the head on his cock into her mouth.

   He knew he wouldn't last too long, his hands were soon on the back of
her head pushing her down onto his hard prick.  She struggled to get the
odd small breaths as he pounded into her throat grunting loudly as he
started to empty his balls into her throat again.

   He gave her 60 pounds as he left "Get yourself a shorter skirt... 
Black" and he was gone.

   Her nipples were still tingling a she finished vacuuming the other
office.  She thought she'd buy a cheap black skirt, and then she'd get
something else with the rest.  She tried not to think about how she'd got
the money.

   End of part 4

   Please email any comments, always nice to hear what people think, good
or bad.

   Ivor.  email: ismallone@yahoo.co.uk