'Wow, that's good to hear. You got any sisters?'
Maria's eyes opened wide and she playacted shock and disgust. 'Sisters! No! I do have a girlfriend though.'
'A girlfriend?' The rocker looked intrigued, though whether this was because of Maria's words, or the way she had just tugged his hand inside her already damp knickers, was not clear. 'You mean just a friend, or . . .?'
'No, not just a friend,' said Maria throatily, grinding her clitoris down on his knuckles while his fingertips sought her open sex. 'A lover. We like to lick and suck each other's tits and pussies, and sometimes we give each other a good seeing-to with my strap-on dildo. What do you think of that?'
It was pretty obvious from the straining leather crotch Maria's bottom rested on what the Rocker thought of that.
'No fuckin way,' he breathed. 'I'd love to watch. Then I'd fuck the pair of you.'
'No, you can't fuck Jade. She is gay. She doesn't mind putting on a show though. She is open-minded. Ooh, yes, that's nice. More of that.'
The Rocker removed his fingers squelchily. 'Call her. Get her over. Then you can have more.'
'You're serious?' Maria bit her lip. 'I don't have much time . . . I'm working . . .'
'Fuck that. I'll sort out any problems. Call her. Now.'
'You're sure you don't just want a blow job?' asked Maria doubtfully, reaching out a hand towards the leather bulge.
He slapped it away. 'Sure I'm sure. Call your dyke friend. I'll pay.'
'You'll pay?'
'Yes.' His terseness prompted Maria to pick up the phone and dial down.
'Hello, Sophie! Can you tell Jade to come to the penthouse suite, please? I have a job for her.'
Jade showed up less than five minutes later, which impressed the Rocker, who had not realised she was a fellow chambermaid.
'She's more properly dressed than you,' he remarked to Maria, slapping her bottom. 'Longer skirt, not so much tit showing.'
Jade stared, wondering what was going on.
'What did you want me for?' she asked.
'How does a thousand pounds sound to you?' asked Maria excitedly. 'Dr Rock says he'll give us that, just for showing him what we get up to in bed. What do you think?'
'A thousand? OK. That seems fair,' said Jade level-headedly. 'What do you want us to do?'
'I love you British girls!' exclaimed Dr Rock, clapping his hands.
'Actually I'm from New Zealand,' said an offended Jade.
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p; 'Oh, sorry. I'm not good with the accents. OK, why don't you get naked and get on the rug. We'll take it from there.'
The black-and-whites came off rapidly until the girls were down to their underwear – Maria's skimpy red thong and Ultrabra; Jade's sturdy white Marks & Spencer cotton.
'So . . . how about a little kiss?'
Jade puckered up, took Maria round the waist and began to kiss and nip, enjoying as ever the cushiony softness of her lover's lips. Jade was about six inches taller than the diminutive Maria, and of an athletic build where Maria was all curvy softness. Jade's pink and white flesh contrasted with Maria's olive tones in a way that pleased Dr Rock, who had unzipped his fly and was delving down into the leather to take a firm grip on his cock. He watched, glassy-eyed, as Jade took control of the kiss, pushing her tongue deep into Maria's throat, lowering the cups of her frilly bra to palm her nipples. Maria's fingers twisted and twirled around Jade's neck as she hung on for dear life, moaning and gasping almost theatrically. She was a hot little bitch, thought Dr Rock, and he would enjoy giving her the one thing Jade there couldn't.
'Mmm, good girls,' he applauded. 'I can see who's in charge here.' The maids broke apart and looked over at him, still fondling and straining against each other. 'Maria, you're Jade's bitch. Right?'
'Sometimes,' said Maria. 'But I can take control too. It depends what mood we are in. For instance, right now, I want to push Jade on to the floor and lick her pussy until she begs me to stop.'