Reppy doing her 'job'
Reppy stood outside of a giant office building in the city in her lavish brown fur coat that she kept tightly wrapped around herself. It was cold outside, the streets filled with lively young ponies that walked to bars or clubs to have a good night.
Reppy would have been home doing something else if it were not for her little side job. For Reppy, a weekend spent at home was a weekend wasted and in a city filled with businessmen with money to spend and in need of fun, she thought she could have some fun too, as well as being gifted for it in the process.
She stepped inside the building, where a gust of heat blew at her. She stepped inside quickly where a seemingly uninterested receptionist typed away at her keyboard. The brunette, straight haired, admittedly busty mare looked at Reppy with a glazed look in her eyes. “So, are you one of those hook—” She cleared her throat. “I mean, ‘maids’ around town?” she asked with a smug attitude.
Reppy scoffed at her remark, but did not feel like arguing with someone.
“I’m sorry, is something wrong?” Reppy asked back.
The receptionist, agitated, stood up and looked like she was about to argue with her when an audible yelling could be heard in the right headphone of her headset. A stallion yelled at her in Spanish to which she responded back. After some back and forth chatter, the receptionist sighed and looked away from Reppy, in an aura of shame around her. “Okay, sorry about that. I’ll take your coat when you are ready.” Her tone is now defeated.
Reppy smirked at her. Certainly, her client must have heard or seen the disagreement. “That’s cool. If you’re having a bad night, I hope it gets better,” she responded. The receptionist just nodded, but did not make a response. Reppy removed the coat and handed it over to the defeated receptionist who grumbled that if it were not for the amazing benefits and salary of her job, she would have quit months ago.
True to the ‘maid’ part of her escort ploy she ‘offered’ online, she indeed appeared to be dressed in a very scantily clad French maid outfit with a cute little duster, gloves and an adorable hat to go with it. Her laced legging and heels completed the stunning, sexy look that Reppy had. The receptionist now blushed very dark red at the sight of her.
“Have a good evening, ma’am,” the receptionist mustered to say to Reppy before she made her way into the elevator. “Thanks…” Reppy said back to her. “…Must have been a hard night for her,” she said as soon as the elevator door closed and proceeded to the 30th floor.
On the 30th floor, a well-dressed, well-groomed business stallion drank away at his small glass of Tequila, before grabbing a lime and sucking at it. He sat in a comfortable chair waiting with some anxiety for the encounter with his ‘maid’.
On the floor, one single hallway leads from the elevator to a single, extravagant bedroom painted in a gorgeous blue color. In this relatively large bedroom, a mini-fridge filled with exotic spirits and liquor, retro posters of cigar advertisements as well as cigars to smoke was there. A big radio sat on the table along with some fruit in a bowl. An imported, red bed stood in a room with a table stand next to it. A door to the half-bathroom also was also nearby in the room. Two reclining chairs were in the room with a table in between the two of them.
As Marrón sat back, drinking his bitter drink, he heard a ‘ding’ from outside the room. Preceded by hoofsteps of what he presumed to be heels walking across the floor. He grinned as he stood up and went over to look out the peephole to see the gorgeous maid who knocked. As he opened the door, Reppy stood with her arms behind her back. “My, you are quite a handsome stallion, sir,” she remarked in a cutesy tone. “And you are looking amazing tonight, Reppy. Sorry about the receptionist earlier. I think the overtime is getting to her head.”
“Oh well, I guess you can’t make friends with everyone,” she said as she walked into the room that he sat in. Looking about the room with a studious look. “So… what exactly… needs to be done tonight~?” she asked in a sensual tone.
Marrón thought for a moment before responding. “Well, something in this room does need to be cleaned very badly. I hoped with your skill in ‘cleaning’ that you could help me out with this…” He then proceeded to sit himself on the bed, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants to show off a rather massive, hard, throbbing horse cock he hid by pressing it onto the side of his pants.
Reppy looked at him with a devilish gleam. “That does look like it needs to be cleaned~. Let me see what I can do~.” she said as she got on her knees and scooted herself so that she was within breathing distance of his member. Her breath against his member made him shiver in delight.
He gave a grunt as she now put a hold of the flaring member in her hand. “My, when was the last time this had any attention?” she asked in a half-professional, half-playing voice. “Not for at least a week.” Marrón grunted out. Reppy looked up at him. “Saving it all for me, huh? That is so thoughtful of you~.” she said before opening her mouth, lips along the tip as she licks at the head, slurping at it so she could taste the pre. Running it against her tongue to savor the taste of the salty, warm, sticky liquid that dripped from his member.
True to Marrón’s word, in the week or so leading up to their meetup, he did not touch himself in that time span. Her wondrous treatment of his cock was the best feeling that could possibly be happening to him. Her expert bobbing and flicking of the tongue sent him into overdrive and caused him to tense up as he looked down and kept staring back at her as she looked at him with wanting, lidded eyes behind those cute black glasses. He proceeded to take his hands and place them upon the back of her head. Reppy took a breath, braced herself, and with a look in her eyes that said, ‘I am ready for it.’ She opened her mouth wider to get past the medial ring. Marrón gave a huff as he now proceeded to ram his member down her tight throat.
Though Reppy gagged some due to the size, her experience with slurping and sucking dick made her more than prepared for the hefty size he dished out. He rammed away at her throat with a sort of primal need for release. He found himself getting much faster and harder with the pumping. Her soft hands caressing at his delicate, warm balls felt heavenly. As he felt himself inching closer and closer towards his much-desired orgasm, he maintained composure to slow down and stop. Pulling out before standing up still trying to keep his pants partially up.
Reppy waited for her throat to be filled with cum but nothing came. She looked up at him with a confused expression. “Is something wrong, sir?” He shook his head.
“No, quite the opposite, it is just... I do want to get my money’s worth, so…” He then proceeded to lift her up, and once she got her footing in place and about to make a response, he proceeded to undo her laces of her laced uniform that contained her hefty, large breasts and once undone some, they flopped out to his delight.
Without a word, he proceeded to take control of the situation via squeezing one hand on her wide hip, the other fondling her left breast, delicately groping, lightly squeezing and feeling it up whilst Reppy lets out genuine moans of ecstasy, rather surprised by his choice to go about what he was doing. Not that she complained.
“…I will service the maid now~,” he remarked before licking his lips, opening his mouth and putting his mouth right over her right tit, causing her to moan a little louder. He sucked some at her stiff tit, licking at it whilst it was in his mouth. All the while guiding her to lie on her back on the bed below him.
When she did, Marrón gave her tit one final departing lick before he stopped, nearly breathless, to look up at her. His flared member now pressed here and there between her thighs. “Mmm~. What are you going to do now, sir?” she asked with a playful, fake ignorance in her voice.
“Simple.” He huffed, looking down at her with an air of machismo. “I’m going to give you a mess to clean up~,” he remarked in an equal tone. Standing up straight, with both his hands, he split open the bottom section of her maid’s uniform before lining up his member.
Reppy positioned herself as well, while on her back, she adjusted herself by putting her thick thighs up, spreading her legs and in turn splitting the maid’s uniform up some more but not totally ripping it apart.
Positioned perfectly now, Marrón did his part. Positioning himself just right, he aimed and aligned his member perfectly with her dripping entrance. He prodded, poked, and generally teased the mare, causing her to whine, moan and even bite her lip in response. “mmmnn… just put it in already,” she expressed half frustrated and half pleasured.
Marrón complied to her wishes and grit his teeth as he eased himself relatively slowly into her dripping cunny. Inch by inch, getting lost into her wonderfully tight, warm snatch, before finally hilting, his balls pressed against her ass. He shook some, the clenching, slick feeling around his cock felt like the best thing he ever felt in his life. So much time spent up, saving up for this perfect moment. He pulled back some, before ramming back in with a pleasured grunt. He continued this piston-like movement, back and forth, ramming his crotch against Reppy’s crotch. His balls made a slight noise every time it hit back in while still in the shirt, coat and tie part of his suit.
For Reppy, she found herself getting lost in her own ecstasy. While she had not exactly been practicing being a virgin saint, this had to be one of the best dicks she had received in quite some time. Most of her clients were usually very quick about just wanting to get head under their desk while at work or just a quiet little affair that lasted no longer than 30 minutes, including the walk to the ‘getaway’. No. This stallion was barely older than she was, and definitely had the energy and the stamina of someone young, yet experienced enough to make her genuinely love every ball-slapping, pleasure filled thrust he dished out like someone older. She found herself orgasming more in this thrusting session than her past three clients did combined.
Marrón kept a tight grip of her luscious, plump thighs. He looked into her eyes with a sort of macho aggressiveness as well as a very confident stare. Confident that he pleasured her. And by the look of the panting, moaning, sweaty maid whose eyes sometimes rolled back from the clear desire she had, it only kept him at it. He stopped a moment to let her collect her breath and let him catch his too. “Is this the sort of bonus my maid wants? A… very pleasure-filled night here?”
Reppy took a moment to breathe… “...ha…heh. It certainly is a… bonus I want… sir.”
Marrón grinned back at her. “Good~. This won’t be the only bonus you’ll earn tonight~.” He said with a lustful tone. With that, he found himself thrusting, knowing that he felt close to unloading himself in her.
Reppy anticipated this. She came very much too but now this was the grand finale. An orgasm that he desperately sought for the past week and a half. Reppy knew that he was holding back very much. All for her. She almost felt special for that.
His body tensed, as did hers. His grip on her thighs would have been painful but even now pleasure was no different from pain in either of their minds. A sort of primal rage unleashed onto Marrón who unleashed his passionate, wonderful thrusting onto her. Closer and closer the climax built and built in Marrón, and as it did for Reppy as well. She pressed back against his intense, powerful thrust. He now tensed up to a point of no return. A huge orgasm now awaited the anticipating pink, attractive maid. He now was right on top of her, mouth near her ear. He began muttering something to her in Spanish. She had no clue what he said, but even the little things were pushing her to the edge with him. She cried out in pleasure, he panted like he ran a 30k marathon. Every last thrust is so slow yet so powerful.
The feeling felt too intense. Too much. Any control he had was now out the window. He gave one last powerful thrust and Reppy screamed out. Marrón shot his entire load into her infertile womb. Thankfully so. He shot a continuous, seemingly never-ending shot of cum deep inside her. Enough cum came out that it not only overflowed out of her, but also stained the expensive bed they just had sex on and even made a stain on the floor and his suit.
His orgasm finally passed, and he became quite weak. Only barely strong enough to keep himself from flopping right on top of her soft breasts. He huffed and puffed almost in unison with her. She came as well, but her orgasm was only half as intense as his was. They kept in that position for a solid half of a minute before he decidedly pulled out with one quick motion.
Reppy felt dazed. She had some very pent up, blue-balled customers before, but that was because many of them were either older gentle-stallions (but not too old) with wives they no longer felt attracted to or college virgins. Either way they usually weren’t the ideal customers. This for her was pretty intense and unique. She probably would not forget this session.
“Oye Mami, how are you feeling?” he asked as he stood up and after some ringing of his ears, and regaining composure, found himself telekinetically grabbing himself another shot of tequila, with lime, and drank it quickly before sucking the lime.
Reppy sat still, feeling the cum drip and fountain out of her. It felt both so irritating and so good at the same time. When Reppy finally regained some composure, she beckoned the exhausted business stallion over. The stallion came over and with a cheeky expression, she got on all fours on the bed, went over to him as he stood once again at the edge of the bed, and without a word, took his limp, cum-stained member in her mouth and gave one brief, but intense suck. It was enough to get nearly all, if not all of it out. Marrón shivered and even let out an audible noise of both surprise and indulgence.
“Waste not one drop~,” she remarked, playing around with words.
Marrón smirked and remarked. “Funny.” He then pulled out a card wrapped in paper from his back pocket. “Here it is, a debit card with enough money to pay this year’s tuition and then some for you. You definitely earned it.”
Reppy looked a little annoyed. “What about the-”
He cut her off. “I know, I know, you work off of references to others. The paper the card is wrapped in has names I guarantee you’ve never seen before, plus, the pin number, name, and password to the bank account. Maybe a gig in there, too. So, you can keep an eye on that extra 5 grand in extra money. Don’t spend it all in one place.”
Reppy looked at him with a hand over her mouth, a smile still on her face as she used the nearby robe that sat on a chair adjacent to cover herself. The mess still dripped to the floor.
“And what if I do?” she asked in a pseudo-coy manner.
Marrón ran his tongue along the inside of his mouth, he then went over to her, hand on her face so she could look at him as the tall stallion looked down at the beautiful, ‘hard-working’ maid that gave him a night he’d never forget. “Then… I guess I’ll be seeing you in my office again soon~.”
Reppy visibly held back a laugh. “Is that a threat or a motivator?”
He shrugged. “Whatever you want it to be.”
She kissed his cheek. “I guess we’ll see~.” She then booped his snout playfully which threw him off guard for a brief moment before he regained composure. Finally, putting away his genitals in his pants. Both satisfied yet upset that the night had to come to a close.
Reppy walked to the elevator, and descended to the reception area. The woman still there. Seemingly waiting for her. She went over to her.
“Hey, are you feeling better?” Reppy asked.
The receptionist nodded back at her, not speaking.
Reppy made her way to leave when she felt a hand on her shoulder. “Hmm?” she hummed back as the receptionist kept a dark red look on her face.
“The business card you gave my boss a week and half ago. I looked into the QR code. I… acted a little rude because…”
There was a pause of awkward silence.
“I want to do what you do…”
Reppy gave the woman a smirk. “Oh really? Looking for some extra money on the side or just some fun?”
“Both,” replied the receptionist, embarrassed.
“Are you off right now?” Reppy asked
“Yes! Can we start now?” she replied with a little passion.
Reppy was dumbfounded but made no question of the situation. Opting to go with the flow. “Follow me, dear~. I’m going to teach you everything I know~.”