She placed her black patent leather heels apart on the deep pile of the carpet beneath her, and steadied a gaze at him Her boss rose to shake his hand as she shut the door
Placing one foot on the back of the couch, she opened her thighs enough for him to bury his face there His tongue captured every drop clinging to her soft curls, every drop escaping down the inside of her thigh
She left the office early, leaving herself enough time to get home to her husband after stopping off for the contracts She stood again now, her hands going to her hips After seeing him that first day, she decided she was attracted to him She felt his tongue sweep through her folds, always returning back to her clit He suggested that she cooperate, and follow instructions as he had His size, his cologne, and his general scent momentarily overcame her She asked him to sit on his hands, and to make sure to keep them to himself His account elevated sales to where they once were She had bent over slightly, pulling the skirt up further when her fingers reached the hem She turned and walked back to where her clothes lay on the floor He wasn't sure what she was doing, but he was more than willing to watch Now that she finally had him where she wanted him, she held his face between her thighs She wished they were on her, instead of on the papers in front of him While she felt sorry for the poor fool on the other end of the phone, this was a welcome change He lapped every bit of her womanhood This held his attention, and he met her gaze She placed her knees on either side of him, trapping his wrists between her stockinged thighs and his own Her boss, founding partner of the firm, was the only one capable of appeasing him She looked up at him from her perch on the barstool, awaiting the worst She stopped momentarily before leaving to check herself in the mirror
He had no hope of continuing his telephone conversation now She still had it, even though 30 was just around the corner He waved her in, and returned to his phone call
From where he sat on the couch, he watched hungrily as she continued to run her hands down her firm flesh But now she almost seemed in reach She passed a pay phone on the way, but thought better of calling her husband If this asshole wanted a nursemaid, it wasn't her Her business suit was far from conservative, the skirt well above the knee Deeply tanned, with a booming voice that went right through her She sighed, hoping to draw his gaze He only hoped that she desired him as he did her
Her nipple popped from his mouth, startling him
She heard him get up, and turned to ask him if there was something she could help him with All the feelings she kept down were slowly creeping up on her He with one look reduced her to a babbling schoolgirl So they all endured his abuse, her especially To finally feel flesh against flesh, even though it was her own hands, swept her away for a moment She was feeling flushed, not just from the cocktail, but from him It was so nice to see him like this, a normal person His only concern was burying his throbbing member in the folds he had licked and sucked so thoroughly She didn't kneel this time however; she stood with a spiked heel on each side of him "These are not what we discussed today, could you come up to the room with me, I need to make a phone call to confirm He stood, still on the phone, gesturing wildly Something deep inside her needed his attention He couldn't see the panties from this angle, for they had no back He lapped up all the honey oozing from her, afraid that if he didn't, he might drown in her desire He complied without question, she owned him now She was out to lunch when he left Her nipples ached, they needed attention, her need was urgent He sat down beside her, reaching for the portfolio she had laid on the bar Before she had a chance to turn around, his thundering voice echoed through the room With one fluid motion, the jacket fell from her body Maybe it was the alcohol, but she didn't reach to adjust her skirt as she always did Black silk stockings suspended by a black garter belt She felt funny just letting herself into the room He was already coming towards her; apparently he had seen her come in
When she had finally reached the final button on her double-breasted jacket, it only parted slightly The party on the other end of the phone must have been making excuses a mile a minute She had worked hard to reach this station in life She wore only a string of pearls in her ample cleavage She held the small black panties for him to see, asking him if he was proud of himself Her desire was gushing from her now, she felt it run down the inside of her thigh
She turned to face him again, her hands finally going to the zipper on the back of her skirt Her nerves were shot; it had been a long week But now the string lay in the valley of her desire, and she reached to pull it tighter still against her gushing flower He had a propensity for gold, his cufflinks, his Rolex, his cufflinks, were all the best Could she possibly stop and have these signed on her way home? As she always did, she agreed She felt her panties dampen further as his lips closed around her nipple He hung up on the other party in mid sentence This man was worshipping her with his mouth, leaving no fold untouched She finally released him, stepping from the couch She saw the bottle of Jack Daniel's out and opened, she fixed him another also Ironic she thought, not only was his nose in the air, his accommodations were as well He grabbed her arm and spun her around The lace tops of her silk stockings, the satin stays of her garter belt, the smooth flesh of her ass
Her eyes burned into the back of his head as he walked away Unbeknownst to her, she was on the list of things he admired After the way she had teased herself for so long, she needed his lips on her A drink, she thought, just to settle my nerves He spoke to her gently for the first time ever He didn't finish quickly enough for her Now that they had this, it was hard to walk away from Only her husband knew the remainder of the outfit But when times were tight, he came along The sad thing was, they did With his free hand he undid his pants Seeing him like this, acting like a human being, reaffirmed her attractions to him, her desires She pulled on his hair sharply, grinding her hips into his mouth Her grip on his hair loosened now, but his face remained at the mouth of her desire The bra was tiny, holding her firm breasts tightly, pushing them up and out He couldn't get enough of her, of her scent This particular outfit always made her feel sexy He watched her hands run up her hips to the lapels of her jacket He held the receiver to his ear, but paid no attention Gently, slowly and thoroughly he washed her with his tongue
The alcohol was really starting to take its toll on her now She felt her climax building, her muscles tensing She grabbed him by the hair, and pulled his face to her She came to him again, making sure his hands were where she had asked Her desire had become so urgent, that having only one of her breasts attended to was not enough He was an imposing man, standing well above anyone around him The satin lay in a pool on the floor at her feet She was in the same position as before, with one exception She turned to the small table in front of the window She was content, this was an incredible suite, and the view was beautiful He kept trying to rub the throbbing bulge in his pleated slacks up against her Even harder to bring any account to offset the percentage of sales he represented Showing him her deep cleavage, just a glimpse of the tiny black lace bra, and her firm tummy No one had the right to speak to another human being the way he just spoke to her She crossed the room and set his drink down next to him Each cocktail had washed away another layer of her inhibitions She listened to his end of the conversation, his deep tones vibrating in her ears Her scent intoxicated him, the panties were soaked "
Before she could speak, he was gone The nipples pushed back against her palms, so hard now that they ached Someone had obviously upset him, the man she knew from the office had returned She pushed her silken curls back off her face, fanning herself, gesturing that she was hot The power intoxicated her; she reached for the zipper on her skirt and thought better of it She knelt upright, towering over him for the first time There was no way he would release her now The legs, the firm behind, and those wonderful heels she always wore She normally wore pantyhose, for the convenience aspect He expected things from her and others in her office that no other client would ever hope She knew how his wrath could cause the strongest of people to wither into nothing He told that she was his, and that like it or not, he was going to have her Her mind was running away on her now, she needed another drink He watched her breasts rise and fall with her breathing She ordered and caught the elevator to his suite He reached out to touch her, only to have her step away from him For some reason unbeknownst to her, her nipples were taught and aching She gently caressed his face, holding it between her small hands The humidity had left for the time being, and her face was still framed with the long soft curls she had this morning She threw her head back and let out a low moan She recovered from her initial shock, happy that for once his anger was not directed at her He seemed like a different person now, gone was that hard look on his face She smugly turned toward the view again, bending over to rest her elbows on the window ledge
She tore her hands away from her breasts and reached for him She closed her eyes for a moment and bit her lip He commanded them as if he owned them, as if their jobs depended on his satisfaction She shook her finger at him, then took his hands and gently placed them in his lap She had never seen this side of him before She was forever adjusting these, it never felt right She rose, realizing she was working up to a nice buzz She looked at him wantonly as she palmed her firm flesh As she had done so many times before, she led him back into her boss's office Always impeccably dressed, immaculately groomed How could any one man be so arrogant, so cocky, such a royal prick? That he had the power and position to get away with it only made it more frustrating He had noticed her before, admired her figure, her long curls He would possess her, someday, somewhere She caught the other nipple between her fingers and twisted gently Suddenly she heard him speak to her again, "Here's the room key, finish your drink and meet me She was the only one that knew what was underneath today She stepped from it, kicking it off to the corner of the room
All those feelings were long ago pushed down, now she only felt loathing and hate for him He was sitting on the couch now, facing her, his jaw in his lap Her back was straight, her shoulders pulled back stretching the jacket tight against her breasts She resented him for the way he treated her The panties were microscopic, barely covering her, but matching She arrived at the hotel late, traffic was horrible He was never without his trappings She wasn't sure why, it wasn't all his trappings She was in danger of falling out of this tiny garment should she happen to breathe any faster She didn't make him wait long; she reached for the small clasp of her bra She felt his tongue slide up inside her, coaxing the last of her orgasm from her As they fell to the floor, he grabbed a handful of her hair Thank god for small miracles she thought Her hands were at her breasts now, covering them with her palms Apparently this woman only wanted him to look, and he could definitely think of worse fates As he walked through the door, she regained her composure It crept up the extra inch or two, showing the lace tops of her stockings After looking through the contracts, he seemed confused His eyes were intense, taking in all in front of him quickly She tried to push him away; she was finished and had no further use for him This man smelled of success She held his face while she rubbed her moist opening over his lips They were away from the office; all of the airs they had to put on there were gone Her jacket should have been worn with some sort of blouse underneath, but she preferred its low cut neckline She didn't fondle it this time, it popped free of the jacket in her fingers She cursed under her breath when he handed her the address It was her boss; apparently the client had forgotten some important contracts His eyes fell to her breasts again; he longed to bury his face there It was then that he realized she had no intention of continuing She gently eased the panties from her, feeling the emptiness in her folds as she pulled them free
As her eyes adjusted to the low light in the bar, she asked the bartender for her favorite poison The suit was the same; she was a sucker for an Armani This required her to bow and scrape, much as she despised it She elected to sit at the small table, her silk stockings rubbed against themselves as she crossed her legs She was sure they wouldn't complain, being spared his wrath It felt right, holding his attention, arousing him She grasped each one now, pulling it open, showing him her taut nipples pushing up against the black lace " His softness and concern had touched her deeply He pulled her to him, grabbing a handful of her ass as he did She pitied the poor fool on the other end of the phone She wasn't expected home for at least a few hours She wasn't sure whether she should sit down or not She had felt the satin lining of her skirt rubbing against her bare buttocks all day, the g-string resting firmly in the cleft of her ass She was not accustomed to being treated in this fashion, moreover, she had done nothing wrong She shrugged free of the garment and caught her breasts in her hands As the soothing alcohol washed over her, she glanced around the room She felt empowered, in charge, she could have this man any way she wanted She wanted his attention; she needed to feel his eyes on her Not only was he in the best hotel in town, he had the penthouse as well She pushed him back on the couch, climbing on top of him More than that she resented him for getting to her the way he did She held her breath as it washed over her Something the party on the phone said angered him further still, he shouted back at them This was the way she hoped he would be He was not accustomed to surrendering control, but in this case an exception seemed the only way She seemed to always be in the line of fire She didn't disappoint him; he watched her climb on to the couch again As she gently pulled the skirt up, she revealed more and more of what lay beneath She apologized, blaming the Friday afternoon traffic They brushed against the lace of her bra, she tensed with pleasure each time she moved His teeth grazed her nipple, biting gently This outfit drove her crazy every time she wore it She spent the next few minutes trying to regain her composure He always looked as if he had just gotten back from some tropical holiday He looked up for a moment, only to find her fondling the top button on her jacket As she looked out the window, taking in the incredible view, the client also took in her view He smiled at her, gesturing to the bar on the other side of the room Her happiness was short lived though, her inter office line rang It wasn't just height, it was attitude She placed one hand on the surface, while the other traced a line up the back of her thigh He stood silent, not sure what she wanted him to do He must have them custom fitted she thought She rocked her hips forward as she did this, further pulling the flimsy garment into her folds
She got some rather strange pleasure witnessing one of his tirades, while not being the object of his anger His mouth moved to her opening, trying to catch the torrent gushing forth from her His hands were on her shoulders, holding her there She spasmed violently as his lips closed around her taut clit It fell from her body to her ankles
He turned her around and bent her over the table His seemed to fit him better than any she had seen He admired beautiful things, and required he possess anything he saw that struck his fancy He wasn't looking at her, he was rifling through the contracts on the couch in front of him
She continued yet lower, undoing each button slowly, never tearing her eyes from his On her way to the elevators, she noticed the lounge She opened the door for him, and stepped aside as he walked through She knew her time had come, she knew how to draw a man's attention Her legs felt a touch on the shaky side as she went to pour herself a third drink She took them away entirely too quickly for him She felt a warm fuzzy feeling, along with a stirring between her silk encased thighs She adored her boss, he always stood by her He admired her walk as she did He was a commanding personality, and she knew she might be a willing subject She continued the tease, desiring him to only service her needs now
She turned and faced him, wiping a small bead of perspiration from her upper lip She liked this one much better
As the door opened, she saw him seated on the couch Her concerns were the furthest thing from his mind She felt his eyes on her, and she pushed her firm behind out further still Now finally she was displaying it to the hungry eyes of a strange man, teasing him, driving him beyond reason, beyond conscience She kissed him briefly, and then pulled his face to her breasts One of his suits cost more than she or any of her co-workers made in a month No one else had ever had this effect on her
She thought back to the first time she saw him She was happy to see he had removed his jacket, showing his broad chest and shoulders His throbbing cock was threatening to tear through his pants The suit was black, and the undergarments she wore with it were as well She turned now, fingers still tangled in her curls, and showed him the delicate curve of her ass The tease had gone on long enough, he demanded satisfaction from her
She was humping this poor mans face at a fevered pitch now He was still ranting and raving, but he couldn't tear his eyes from her The tie was undone now also, he looked much softer to her "I was worried, you were supposed to be her an hour ago,” he said
She wasn't sure why she had revealed herself to him like this
It wasn't a good business strategy; the firm depended on him for at least half of their business He watched her crimson nails trace lines from the tops of her stockings up her hips to pull on her panties gently His eyes rose to meet her pose, her fingers went to the first button on her jacket again His eyes seemed to look right through her Somehow he looked different to her now She decided he wasn't so bad after all just had a different face for business He spoke in soft tones; the hard edge to his voice was gone now She was late already; a few more minutes wouldn't kill her
She stood before him, almost posing Maybe this was her way of rationalizing an illicit encounter, letting herself think that she had no power over what happened Her mind was in a fog now, all she could think of was the feeling coming over her He had affected her deeply, and she ran the garment down the side of his face to prove it She could feel her orgasm coming, it tore through her violently She walked to him as he devoured her with his eyes Even though she felt some fear for what was to come, she knew he wasn't kidding
He hung up the phone, only to have it ring again For once she was in control, she was in charge She kept his face pressed to her breast tightly however, her head spinning as his tongue circled her nipple repeatedly She looked at him over her bare shoulder, tossing her hair to one side Nothing else outside these walls mattered, only his eyes on her and the growing desire welling inside her Each time she felt him thrust upward, she moved away She ran her fingers through her hair, taking a deep breath and thrusting her full breasts out to him |
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