Diana's Double Bluff
      By  Bunts ©

       All rights reserved.

      I was tragically orphaned at the age of eighteen, yet despite this I 
      managed to finish my examinations, which I hoped would get me entry to a 
      University hospital to study medicine I was very fortunate that I was 
      given temporary accommodation following my bereavement by my Godparents
       and their two highly attractive daughters.

      Sarah was a contemporary of mine and we had been good friends for a long 
      time, both before and after leaving school, but her sister Rita was two 
      years older and at twenty was very much more interested in men.   
      Immediately on joining the household, I was left in little doubt that Rita saw
      me as her next possible conquest. Both girls were highly attractive, tall willowy blondes, 
      but Rita in particular favoured short skirts masses of make-up and all the 
      latest fashions.

      I really fancied both girls, but because I was a guest in the house I 
      thought it strictly inappropriate to make a move on either of the girls. 
      Their parents Ralph and Joan were really nice people and had given me the 
      'granny flat' which was completely self contained and had its own private 
      entrance. It gave me a measure of freedom, but I did usually eat with the 
      family and mix with them on a daily basis.

      Rita made every effort to corner me when her parents were not around, with 
      great success on most occasions. She would pin me in corners, grope me 
      under the table at meal times and generally take every possible 
      opportunity to be with me. I did not object to some heavy petting or her
      but company. But I felt that I had to respect the fact that I was a guest
      in their home.

       Even locking my bedroom door at night   did not completely deter her.
       She found a spare key, and would join me in my bedroom when the 
       family had retired for the night, but I was totally responsible and we never
       got past the snogging stage and when one day in desperation, knowing full 
       well that I was losing my self control and seeking some respite from eternal
       temptation, I bolted the door, I found that the next day she had removed the 
      bolt. I resisted all temptations to go as far as she wanted out of respect
      for her parents and their kindness towards me and I steadfastly refused 
      to go past the heavy petting stage.  She would then retire to bed in a huff. 
      I would lie there totally frustrated and calling myself a fool.

      One day Ralph my Godfather suggested that I might like to help out at his law firm, 
      which would give me a chance to study the law relating to medical ethics? 
      when things were quiet. I accepted this gratefully. The job would fill the 
      vacation, but above all, it would get me away from his nymphomaniac 
      daughter at least during the daytime.

      It was therefore, with great relief that her father had offered me this 
      temporary post, but alas I had not been told, or bargained on the fact 
      that I would be the only male clerk, in a totally female oriented 
      establishment. Now, despite my reservations about Rita, I really enjoyed 
      female company, both socially, and to work with.

       Under normal circumstances, for me to work with all these delightful 
      females were something like giving an alcoholic a job in a brewery. But on 
      this occasion I had the added stress of having to keep Rita at arms 
      length, so I began to feel a little desperate. The girls though, were 
      delightful and very kind to me in every way.

      From the very beginning I was treated well, even pampered, but I soon 
      began to realise that this was the period, when the female of the species, 
      were juggling for position. I soon became overwhelmed by their kindness, 
      but it did not take me long to realise that these girls were very sexually 
      aware, and that each one of them in their own inimitable way was weighing 
      me up as a possible victim for their next amorous adventure. I heard at a 
      later date that one of the girls ran a book on who would be the first to 
      get me into bed.

      It was not long before I began to wish (well sometimes) that I had stayed 
      at home with Rita. One I could cope with, but now I had five more, whose 
      burning desire seemed to me, to get me into bed at the first opportunity. 
      I had seriously begun to wonder whether it was something in the water 
      which was causing the problem, or whether my cloistered education, and 
      limited exposure to society had not prepared me for the female dominated 
      environment in which I now seemed to find myself.

      At first I even considered joining a monastery, but the thought of 
      absolute abstinence was an even worse fate. Then I considered very 
      briefly, announcing to the world that I was gay, but the idea that I might 
      have to flutter my eyelids at any passing half attractive male, to make 
      the role more convincing also had its drawbacks, even dangers, and might 
      well land me in even more trouble.

      A well meaning friend suggested that I go to stay in America until my 
      examination results came through. A solution that I considered seriously, 
      and which had its attractions, especially when he convinced me that all American
       women were known for their gentility and sportsman like behaviour
       and always gave their men folk at least ten yards start.

      This idea was knocked on the head when another friend pointed out that 
      this rule only applied in a remote corner of Idaho, and that only on the 
      thirty second day of each month. The rest of American womanhood was even 
      more demanding and rapacious than their English cousins and that was why 
      most American men looked so "knackered" most of the time. Well that is 
      what he told me! (Sorry America)

      In the end, I concluded that the only course of action was for me was to 
      submit to one of the girls; throw myself on her mercy, let her have her 
      wicked way with me, if she insisted and perhaps, if I was very good she 
      would protect me from the wiles of her colleagues. Having made my decision 
      on a Friday, I rested all day Saturday and Sunday. Took all my vitamins, 
      ate plenty of steaks, said my prayers, kept away from Rita (fortunately it 
      was the right time of the month and she was strangely subdued) and on the 
      Monday morning duly presented myself for work unusually refreshed.

      Now during my brief period of employment, I had heard much about Diana. 
      The girl who had been away on vacation with her boyfriend in Vegas for 
      three weeks, but who was now returning at last to work. Now when Diana 
      walked into the office that Monday morning I was literally "gob smacked". 
      She was a real vision of loveliness; her long blonde hair contrasted with 
      the bronze tan of her skin, hung down her back almost to her waist. Her 
      red silk blouse barely covering her prominent bosom, rippled seductively 
      as she moved; her short black skirt emphasized her perfect legs and thighs, 
      encased in black silk stockings. 

      She looked at me with her dazzling blue eyes, and I felt my knees turn to 
      water as she smiled, yet her eyes were serious in their intensity, as they 
      weighed me up, just lingering on my crotch briefly, to determine what 
      effect, if any, that she was having on me. Then the smile spread to her 
      eyes.

      "Hi Tony." She said giving me her super smile, as she held out her hand for 
      me to shake. 

     "I'm feeling better already, you're certainly worth coming back to work for."
       I could feel myself blushing, my knees shaking, as I muttered. 

      "Hi Diana." It took hours for me to get my equilibrium back; but, I got on well 
       with Diana from the very start. I liked her, and I admit I fancied her, but, 
       reluctantly I quickly concluded that she was way out of my league. I loved 
       looking at her, watching the expressions flit across her face as she worked
       and talked with the other girls. I was I had to admit utterly besotted with her.

      Apparently, so she told us, she had left her boyfriend behind in Vegas. He had 
      had a big win on the tables, and to Diana's dismay, he had disappeared 
      with a local girl, who had designs on more than just his winnings? But 
      somehow, and to my relief, she did not seem terribly heart-broken, she 
      seemed only to be damned annoyed at being abandoned. Her pride was hurt 
      and now she was seeking consolation

      The pressure on me, from the other girls had seemed to subside since Diana 
      had returned to work. She was I soon discovered, definitely "top cat", in 
      the office, although she was not the Supervisor, she was the one who 
      called the shots where anything important was concerned. She was 
      definitely leader of the pack and she very definitely called the tune...

      My adventures with Diana started one morning, just a week after she had 
      returned. Diana was told to take me into one of the empty rooms to check 
      the months invoices. It was one of those jobs where two people could work 
      quicker than one person on their own. 

      Mary the Supervisor told us quite firmly. "Lock the door and don't come 
      out until the job is done. It's very urgent" 

      This instruction resulted in a chorus of bantering from the other girls, and 
      offers to change places.   Diana, as was to be expected was playing to the
      gallery, as she put her arms round me, hugging me close to her as she led
      me from the room, she called over her shoulder playfully.

      "See you tomorrow morning girls!"

      As I followed her down the passageway, my heart beat with joy and 
      trepidation at the thought of being all alone with her. I thought that 
      Diana was looking particularly attractive that morning. She was wearing a 
      fairly short, perhaps too short, some might say, (but I don't) flowered 
      summer dress with a low cut cleavage, and I suspected that she was not
      wearing a bra. 

      She was wearing very high heeled suede shoes, and with her blonde hair 
      hanging down her back, tied with a black velvet bow she looked a vision of 
      loveliness. With the door locked, and sitting side by side, we worked 
      quickly and efficiently until the job was done.

      Diana much to my dismay, behaved herself impeccably, although sitting 
      next to her, caused me to have a series of erections. Diana had insisted 
      on sitting very close to me, and to my delight and embarrassment seemed 
      to be taking every reasonable opportunity to rub up against me. I must admit 
      at the time, I thought she was just being her usual tease, until; suddenly she leaned back in her 
      chair. Looking at me and smiling as she said. 

      “I think we are finished, so let's take a break and fuck. You do fancy me don't you Tony 
      dear?" As she spoke, she had quite deliberately placed her hand in my groin, gently squeezing 
      the lump that was so obvious. A smile crossed her face at what she had discovered. I felt 
      myself blushing. 

     "Of course I do, I think you’re lovely" I told her, in my weak voice. 

     "So you don't mind if the girl takes the initiative, - you're not going to be offended then."

       As she was speaking, she had snuggled up against me even closer; her right hand was 
       undoing my pants and reaching inside for my cock. It did not take much finding, as it
       almost jumped into her hand in its eagerness to be free. Her left arm was round my 
       shoulder, as she kissed me very passionately on the lips. 

      "My panties are all wet sitting next to you. - so I hope that you are going to do something
       about it aren't you??" She murmured. I gasped, as her hand started to squeeze my cock,
      which was now very large and completely out of control.

     "I want a closer look - you don't mind do you?" She asked

      Without waiting for my response, she had pulled my pants right open. allowing my cock
       to spring fully into view.

      "Wow that's a big one - I bet your girl friend is very happy with that!" She said, as she
        fondled it gently. 

      "I don't have a girl friend" I told Diana shyly.

      "You do now - any    time you want me” Diana replied throatily. "You can take my
        panties off, if you want to do something useful." 

        She told me, dragging me to my feet. and starting to unbutton my shirt. I stepped out
       of my pants, and then I lifted her dress, easing her panties down.  She was right, her panties
       were wet, taking advantage, I placed my hand lightly on her damp pussy, and she 
       shuddered slightly, threw her arms round my neck and kissed me passionately.

      Kneeling down, I lifted each foot in turn, taking her shoes off, and slipping the wet panties
      over her feet to the floor. I lifted her dress, slipping my hand again, between her legs to
      feel her warm, wet swollen love tunnel. I pushed her legs apart, her dress dropping over 
     my head, as I kissed her pussy lips tenderly. Then gently I inserted my tongue and
     searched diligently for her clit. It did not take long before I found it, I teased it gently
      feeling it grow even bigger very quickly.

     Her moans of pleasure were loud, and sweet music to my ears, as she slipped her dress
     over her head, to join my abandoned clothes, now littered all over the floor. Diana still 
     standing, and now totally naked except for her stockings, held the back of my head, ensuring 
     that I still worked on her vagina. I felt her body movements increase, helping my tongue in 
     it's task. I knew from her moans of pleasure that I was doing a good job.

    After a few minutes in which she had a couple of small orgasms, and her movements became 
    even   wilder, Diana pushed me to the floor. Her hands moved to my groin, they were warm
    and moist as they fondled my erection.  But I wanted to play with her breasts, the breasts that
    I had so much admired for so long, so I eased back, so that I could cup them feeling and enjoying 
    the hardness of her nipples. I bent and sucked and nibbled the nipples gently, as one of my 
    hands moved to play and fondle her enlarged clitoris, now very much wetter. Diana was giving 
    loud moans intermingled with coos of pleasure. I wrapped my arms tightly around her neck
 enjoying the closeness of her body, and her hands as she continued to play with my cock. 
  Her lips clamped on to mine, kissing me quite passionately; her tongue forcibly pushing 
 my lips apart, as her passion took control.

 Diana once again forcibly pushed me on my back on to the carpeted floor, and leaned over 
 me to kiss my eyes, and to nuzzle my face and ears. My eyes were closed, but I could
 feel her beautiful blonde hair. on my hands, as I untied the velvet bow in hair allowing
 the thick waves of hair to cascade over my face, as Diana decided that playtime was now 
over, and that we should now get down to the real business of the day.

  Easing up, she took my cock, directing it towards her pussy gradually, and 
   very carefully she took me inside her, as she settled down on me. I could feel 
   her soft damp warmness, embracing and enclosing me. I reveled in the sensations 
   her vibrating muscles were giving me For a while she just sat there looking down, 
   moving very slowly enjoying the closeness of our bodies. 

   For a time she sat there almost erect, leaning her hands on my shoulders 
   as she slowly and gently began to move up and down. Her eyes still gazing 
  down at me were happy and relaxed. 

  "Is that nice?" She asked, not giving me time to answer as again she placed 
    her lips on to mine. This time her kiss was harder more passionate, almost 
    with a hint of desperation, as our increasing passion took control. Her tongue
   was probing harder, forcing its way into my mouth.

   I rolled her over on to her back, burying myself even deeper inside her, 
   as I deliberately slowed the tempo down, moving in and out of her very 
   slowly; she locked her legs tightly around my thighs. 

   "Oh Diana...." I whispered, as my passion and feelings for her took control. 
     She clutched at me, her nails digging into my back, and then her arms locked tight around 
    my neck as her orgasm's started to come once more. 

   "Ohhhh....Tony - Don't stop... noooo"

    She jerked against me frantically, her body in orbit, and I was sure that 
   her shrieks of passion   must be heard over the whole building, but I did not care. I 
   too, was groaning and gasping for breath, as my body jerked hard against her 
   as finally I exploded inside her; her muscles tightened around my cock, held
   me firmly in place inside her. For a time we lay still, rolling on our side on the 
   hard carpeted floor. I gazed into her eyes without speaking, as we kissed. 
   The perspiration running down our naked bodies, squelching slightly as we
   moved apart. Her head resting on my shoulder.

    "That was fantastic.” She murmured. "But you're still hard." she said in 
     amazement. 

     Her body starting to tremble again as she maintained the grip on my cock, still 
     locked inside her. Her breathing was harsh in my ear.  "You can’t want to again - 
     you mean that you can?" she whispered incredulity in her voice as I nodded my head. 
     She was still gasping for breath 

     "There will be other times darling I promise and soon,” she whispered.
     "I'm sorry darling, but time is against us."

      Just then, there was a knock on the door. Mary the Supervisor called.

      "Are you two OK - are you finished yet?" Diana replied to my utter horror. 

      "Nearly finished Mary we're just going to get dressed."

 “Well make it quick then.” Mary replied

"Why did you tell her that?" I whispered, as panic shot through me. 

"It’s the truth -isn't it darling? Diana responded with a laugh. as she hugged 
 me against her. "Yes but" - "Yes, but do you think anyone would have believed
 us, if we told them nothing had happened?" Diana whispered as she kissed me
 gently on the ear. 

“That is the gentle art of the double bluff. - Now they will probably believe that 
 nothing did happen, because they would expect us to deny it. But we both know 
different, don't we?" 

 We got dressed quickly; Diana quickly restored her make up, and carefully 
  wiped her lipstick off my face and we went back to join the girls in the general 
  office where we were greeted with cheers, as Diana playing to the gallery.
  said in a very loud voice.

 “I’m sorry I've got to go back I've left my panties on the chair." 

   The office erupted into gales of laughter, as Diana made as if to go back to 
    the office we had used. But by now, my morale and confidence was sky high, 
    and taking my cue from Diana, I called out after her. 

    "No Di you didn't, you weren't wearing any. Don't you remember?"

      THE END