Amy's First Day At Work

Her hands now wrapped around Mark's back, her breasts crushing closely into his as feelings she had never known were cascading through her body. Mark's hands were everywhere, cupping her breasts and Amy could feel the sensitivity in her nipples heighten as he began to run his fingers over them. With no resistance Mark was soon groping at Amy's uniform, the newness of the uniform had him struggling; Amy was giving him no help as she squirmed in excitement underneath him. Soon he was able to open her front fully and his hands soon uncapped her silken skin boobs as Amy gave out an excited yelp feeling Mark's cold finger's stroking her erect and excited nipples. This was the first time their lips parted, Amy was lying flat on the roof floor, and her uniform was unbuttoned to her thick belt. Mark had discarded her bra that was crumpled around her neck as he lifted his body off Amy for the first time.

Her hands were around Mark's wrists now as Mark stared down at Amy's milky white body making her feel a little uneasy. Words of comfort though soon made her feel at ease as he lowered himself down and she was soon gasping as Mark gentle suckled on Amy’s erect nipples. She squirmed with pleasure as he cupped them in his hands and expertly had them as prominent as she had ever known.

Squirming and wriggling Mark fumbled with Amy's belt and continued to unbutton the remaining buttons holding her uniform together. She felt his hands open it up to expose all to Mark's gazing eyes. With her hands locked together around Mark's head she pulled him closely to her face and Mark's tongue explored deeply into Amy's dried up mouth. Still tossing and turning Mark had positioned his body between Amy's wide open legs and as their deep kissing changed she realised Mark was doing something else and she could feel Mark unzipping his trousers.

With Mark probing his erection around Amy's vagina lips Amy suddenly panicked and moving her body violently screamed out a big NO! Shocked Mr. Queen was suddenly afraid, had he gone to far, was it against Amy's wishes? Puzzled he quickly put his erection away and tided himself up. Amy was weeping uncontrollable as Mr. Queen, full of apologies was wondering what was up with Amy.

In a sobbing voice Amy was shaking as she told Mr. Queen that she was a virgin and didn't want it to happen on the roof of a hospital to someone she hardly knew. This was the same Amy that had given him oral sex in the lift, the same Amy that had flaunted her body to get what she wanted on the first day at work. Almost laughing in disbelief Mr. Queen told Amy that he just didn't believe her and an argument started until Mr. Queen stormed off leaving Amy practically naked, alone and frightened on the roof.

All of a sudden Amy felt cheated and dirty, in tears she made it down the thirty floors and run from the hospital hoping never to see it again in her life, nor Mr. Queen for that matter.

Looking as if she had been assaulted, still in tears and her clothes still bedraggled she finally got home and cuddled and cried with her mother for ages, still unable to talk. Mr’s Layne was a proud lady, had brought her daughter up well and liked to think that there were no secrets between them. Finally, Amy's face looking a complete mess she was able to tell her mother what a complete fool she had been and how she could never go back to that hospital again.

Over the coming hours Amy was calmed down by her mother and leaving nothing out told her mother everything, including the incident in the lift. She hadn't made Mr. Queen out to be a nasty man, just that she told her mother she had given Mr. Queen the impression she was easy and that she didn't want to loose her virginity that way. Late, and calm, Mrs. Layne run Amy her nightly bath and sat with her as she washed away the dirty feelings she had gathered that day.

Phoning in sick the next morning and Mr. Layne unaware of anything different going on, a large bouquet of red roses arrived from the florist, just with the words. 'To the most beautiful Candy Striper in the world.' This had both Amy and her mother in floods of tears. Knowing that Mr. Queen wasn't all that bad.

Every morning that week the same deliveryman delivered Amy a big bunch of red roses. Mr. Layne was getting curios now as his house was becoming more like a florists shop. Still the flowers kept coming and even Mrs. Layne now had all she could take, so while Amy was out walking her dog Mr’s Layne phoned the hospital and asked to be put through to Mr. Queen. He was worried as to what Amy had said, but Mrs. Layne was very understanding on the phone and thanking him for the florist shop wanted to know where this was all leading. Being very apologetic he told Amy's mother that he really thought that Amy was a wonderful person and feels so bad about mucking her up as he did. Mrs. Layne asked Mr. Queen to phone the house in twenty minutes as Amy will be alone and to tell her what she has just told her.

As planned Amy was alone in the house when the phone rang, without thinking she picked up the phone. Silence for an eternity both ends, it was Amy who instinctively knew who was at the other end and she simply said.

"Mr. Queen?"

"Yes Amy, it is time we sorted this mess out, my mind is screwed up also, and we must meet to try and work out what we can do. I have booked a table for three at the Holiday Inn for Saturday evening,"

"Three?" Amy said.

"Why three Mark."

"Think your mother should take you it will help me to feel more at ease Amy." Mark said.

"Well ok then, we would love that, see you there at eight."

Amy put the phone down and her excitement started from their ending in sheer terror on Saturday evening as the best-dressed mother and daughter in town arrived to be greeted by Mr. Queen at the restaurant.

With only eyes for Amy it was Mark now who was tongue tied for once as they sat down and the evening went surprisingly well. Drinking their coffee in the lounge afterwards Amy asked to be excused and went to the check in desk and asked for the best double room in the hotel. Taking the key and ordering a taxi at the same time she went back over to break up the conversation, no doubt about her between mother and Mr. Queen. Only Mr’s Layne knew something was up with Amy, she was bubbly all of a sudden and ordering a bottle of Champagne left the two of them speechless momentarily.

Amy was back, her giggling, and her child like mannerism and not offering her mother a glass of champagne only made things more complicated. As Mr. Queen and Amy were laughing, trying to entangle their arms to drink their Champagne together. Mr’s Layne was happy also, but was surprised when a doorman came over and said there was a cab waiting for Mr’s Layne.

"Are we going Amy?" Mr’s Layne said in an exquisite voice. That kiddie giggle shrieked out of Amy as she shook a door key at her mother and laughingly said.

"No, mother, we aren't going, but you are." Think Mr's Layne must have felt lovely, her daughter in love with the world once more and Mark definitely getting her approval.

The lift didn't break down, as the pair reached their room, was very luxurious with the king size bed and all it's satin drapes being the highlight of the suite. Amy was looking a little overawed at this point and Dr. Queen now aware of the patient - operating theatre phobia was quick to guide Amy from the bedroom into the lounge.

With background music and the lights turned down the Champagne was relaxing Amy as her childish antics started up with the inspection of the ornaments around the room, as Mark looked on in complete approval. The constant talking by Amy was both one of nerves as well as each item in the room was thoroughly inspected. Reaching behind Mark as all the ornaments were now inspected he held Amy's slim waist closely and in no time Amy's giggles suddenly turned to silence as she collapsed onto Mark and their initial embrace was as passionate as Amy could ever remember. As if it were in her uppermost fantasies Mark lifted Amy off her feet and carried her into the bedroom. A final gesture from Amy's innocence as she reached and turned the main light out as Mark carried her past it.

Everything was so right, this time Amy wanted Mark so badly as her breathing was at a maximum. His hands again exploring Amy's body this time however the sensitivity was heightened by Amy only wearing a thin chiffon dress with her nipples now ready to explode under the light touch's of Mark's fingers. When asked to lift her body Mark rolled up the thin material and with Amy helping him, it was soon discarded onto a chair close by the bed.

Mark started to kiss every inch of Amy's naked hot body as every nerve end was set on fire each time his lips touched. Feeling so relaxed and at ease Amy wanted to do something to please her lover, so pulled the willing Mark from her body and began fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. Clumsy, but Mark lay back patiently as she opened up his shirt and while fumbling to release his arms was planting small kisses on his masculine chest.

Free, Amy was suddenly astride Mark's chest, she could feel the hairs on his body tickling her excited shaved libido lips. Amy deliberately ran her body close to Mark's and gave a pleasing sigh as the bulge in his trousers were suddenly connected to her sensitive lips that almost shocked Amy into the realisation of what was about to happen. Carrying on now however Mark still motionless as Amy unbuttoned his trousers and the first movement by Mark was to lift his hips allowing Amy to take down his trousers. As she fiddled with getting them free Amy kissed Mark boxer shorts and Mark could feel her mouth squeezing on his hard manhood. With a pleasing purr Mark took hold of Amy's head and lifted it free from his body.

This was the first time the child returned in Amy's voice, another 'Aww' as she told Mark that she wanted to please him that way for ever. Probably not realising what she had said Mark laid Amy flat on the bed and told her that tonight was all about satisfying the lovely Amy that produced an exaggerated sigh from her mouth. She laid back in anticipation, nervous, but Mark was making her feel so relaxed as he again sent Amy's nerve end tingling as his kisses went lower and lower.

He was suddenly at Amy's sex, his hands gently holding her open, Amy was waiting in anticipation knowing what Mark was about to do as he spent some time admiring the beauty and taking in the distinctive sweet aromas of Amy's now excited opening. A scream by Amy, as she pushed heavily on Mark's head as if to stop him.

"Oh Mr. Queen." She said changing back to her childish ways. Mr. Queen however continued and the little pressure Amy was exerting soon ended and her childhood remarks soon gave way to adult sighs and moans as Mark's kisses and his expert tongue soon had Amy frightened in the feelings he was producing inside her body.

She had only ever used her fingers but his tongue was so much more intense as every movement in and around her sensitive lips produced sighs of intense pleasure from Amy. Amy had tried but had never explored her clitoris, and then an earth-shattering scream from her told her that Mark had just found it. This pleasure was so intense that Mark was holding Amy firmly now as her hips were gyrating so much in her panic to get away. Then as if she surrendered everything to Mr. Queen Amy held his head firmly and she could feel her orgasm within suddenly erupt into one long violent climax. Holding Mark their for as long as possible she couldn't take anymore and Mark realised she needed him to stop. That he did and both breathing heavily Mark laid his head on Amy's stomach while he felt her rising body gradually slow down.

Giving Amy no time to back out he was suddenly gently resting on top of her, his sweet tasting lips were being tasted by Amy as their kisses quickly intensified. Then Amy once again could feel Mark probing with his erection between Amy's open thighs. This time Amy was almost begging for him to do it and as she felt her opening entered by Mark's erection she was trying to relax as inch by inch the pain intensified. Knowing it was paining Amy; he was being as gentle as he knew how and watching her face and stopping when he could feel the pain on it.

Suddenly the pain was no more, his hardness was fully in Amy now and beads of perspiration were running down her face as she smiled for the first time in ages.

"I'm yours now Mr. Queen." Amy said in her childish voice once more as her tightness engulfed all of Mark's hard shaft making movement impossible for fear of that accident waiting to happen. Amy laid there unable to move as Mark attempted to please her, as he started to withdraw Amy screamed out in passion and begging Mark not to stop Mark started to slowly push himself back in. Amy was ecstatic and every movement by Mark was magnified a hundred times as Amy's constant excited wriggling made it impossible for Mark to hold back any longer. She felt his muscles expand as his body go rigid, then screams that shock the hotel were heard as Amy could feel Mark's hot love seed filling inside Amy's body. She never wanted that to stop and although Mr. Queen was spent, Amy's persistent grinding of her hips had her acting out every fantasy she had ever dreamed about.

Eventually Amy realised it was over, Mark had stopped a while back as she slowed down and her heart beating so fast she tried to tell Mark how she felt, but words were never gong to work that night as they laid with their bodies intertwined until the early morning. Amy's eyes were wide open as she laid under the heavy sleeping Mr. Queen till the morning light began to feel the room.