by Lauren Wood
He pressed this button and the lights inside illuminated the way with the door swinging open. He was obviously stuck on the idea of technology and he had no problem putting his trust in something of an inanimate object.
I was barely through the door when he pressed his form up against me and was breathing hotly in my face and smiling at the same time. He touched my cheek and moved that one finger down over my blouse. I stopped breathing for a second. He ripped the front of it open like we had been lovers for many years.
I tried to hide my shame, but he pushed my hands away and flicked his finger on my bra to make it come undone. He was quite proficient and no doubt there were several young ladies who had been subject to his sort of seduction.
“I don’t know about you, Felicia, but I’m through playing these games with you. The sexual chemistry is hard to deny and your body has been crying out to me from across the room.” He already alluded to the possibility of something physical happening between us. I’d tried to force myself to think of anything else, but my nipples were sure signs that his words were having the desired effect.
“I think you might be making a mistake and this display is not going to convince me of anything.” I was trying to remain a liberated woman, but he dipped his head and took one of those hard nipples into his mouth. “I don’t think you know what you’re doing.” The one thing he did know was how to please a woman and I was now in the throes of what he considered to be a romantic gesture.
He lifted me into the air and a gasp of desire came from my lips. My long legs were wrapping around him like a boa constrictor. I didn’t know if I could trust him with my heart, but my body was another matter altogether.
“The only mistake I made was hiring you before I had a chance to get to know you intimately.” His head was between my breasts, trailing a wet line down between the mounds of flesh. I soon found gravity to be my worst enemy. He dropped me like a bad habit.
“I look at you on the floor and I find myself in the position of making you eat more than your words.” I had landed heavily and I was no doubt going to have some painful bruises in the morning.
“I don’t know how you can treat women like this and expect them to bend over backward to please you.” He was pulling down his zipper and I could see the bulge of his excitement through the thin briefs which were most likely Italian and quite expensive.
I figured if he could play this game then I should make him aware of how he could easily unleash the hidden sexual beast in any woman.
I reached out and using my sharp manicured nails, I tore through the fabric to hear him groan in pain, but it wasn’t because of any actual physical abuse. I had rendered the garment into nothing but a shred of fabric.
“Never let it be said that a man like you can hold all the cards.” His manhood was quite a sight to behold with veins crisscrossing along the shaft. He was already glistening at the top and I only had to squeeze from the bottom to the top to get more of the same. “I think your attempt at scaring me has only shown you what kind of woman you’re dealing with.” The office would become our playground and I would pursue him until he had no choice but to drop his guard.
“I never thought for a moment you would feel a need to fight fire with fire. Girls usually fall easily to my charm, but you are more of a challenge.” I had a hold of him and the heat burning into my flesh was enough to draw me forward until I was giving him a sloppy French kiss all over the knob.
He put his hands on my shoulders and I reached down to pull my skirt all the way up to reveal the soaking material of my excitement. He was showing me his and I thought it was only fair that I show him mine.
“You taste so good and I find myself desperate to make you pop like warm champagne.” I wanted him to touch me everywhere and to bring me a certain joy by the way that he would look at me with hunger in his eyes.
“I don’t know where you came from, but I don’t think I’ve ever met a woman quite like you. You make everybody else pale in comparison and they really didn’t know me. They thought they did, but they never could get past the exterior to see what was inside.” I inhaled the entire thing, all 8 inches and I didn’t stop until his balls were resting against my chin.
I stuck out my tongue and licked his balls, hairless and smooth which only made me that much more ravenous to consume the essence building within. They were plum sized and growing by the second. I only had to manipulate them with my fingers to feel the jerking presence of his manhood.
I could’ve easily spit him out and left him with a case of blue balls, but I had no interest in making him wait any longer. I had my finger inside me and then a second was added until a third was stretching me open and leaving a trail of juice down the sleeve of my arm.
“I can’t possibly take this for very much longer and you know exactly how to make me succumb. I thought it was going to be the other way around, but I stand corrected. I’ve always been my own worst enemy and I find myself desperate to find a woman to fight me every step of the way.” Every single time I was with a man, they would constantly try to dominate, but deep down they wanted a girl who would not easily fall victim to their advances.
I was bobbing my head in a singular effort to bring him to the breaking point. I spit shine the knob, circling my tongue repeatedly around and around to see his legs begin to buckle underneath the strain of this oral attack.
I didn’t know what I would see looking in the mirror and the only thing I had on my mind was the cream filled delight in front of me. I was making a conscious effort to keep him on the edge, stopping every so often to leave him wanting more. It was tempting to get up and leave with him gawking at me and wondering what the hell got into me.
“Oh god, I don’t think I’ve ever had it this good and I guess you never know…what you are going to get until you get a chance to find out for yourself.” He was having problems stringing two words together and it was just a matter of time before the floodgates opened and I would be inundated with short and heavy bursts that would lie heavily on my tongue.
I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of fucking my face and I’d taken the control out of his hands without him even realizing it was happening. My mouth had a mind of its own and I worked diligently to feel the spike in his fever for me.
The temperature was rising up his shaft and I could feel the vein in back showing signs of losing what was left of his decorum.
“I can’t… believe this is… happening… AHHHH.” I felt the moment was upon him and I pulled back long enough to rain kisses on the heaving orbs with my hand working along the sizzling surface of his shaft. What were the chances of finding a man ready to dispel with the professional ethics for something more than just naughty and inappropriate talk? I went back to the knob when I felt it puff out.
His seed spread across my tongue while he was grunting his approval at the same time. I was moaning around the stick of dynamite in my mouth. My orgasm was satisfying and was only enhanced by the oral onslaught on a man who thought he was god’s gift to women.
I took everything he had to offer and I received it before opening my mouth and allowing him to witness the way that it rolled across my tongue. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and got up reaching for my lipstick on the way out the door. I heard the thud and I knew that he had fallen back completely bewildered and no doubt wondering what this could mean when he came into the office the next day.
Chapter 5
I couldn’t get my mind off of what I had done. It was so out of character that I found myself stopping on the side of the road and thinking about it.
I remembered his taste as I drove to the office and I wondered what it would take to get him to show me the underside of his desk. He had no idea what he had done by striking a match to my libido.
I walked with long strides until I finally was standing in his office with him going over some papers. I kicked out my right foot and slammed the door shut. My decline into depravity was something for others to ventur
e a guess about what was going on behind closed doors.
“I’ve been thinking and I’m not sure what we did last night was the right thing to do.” I wasn’t even listening and I came around to the other side of his glass desk and sat down right in front of him “I don’t know if you understand what I’m trying to say.” He was pulling at his collar and no doubt he was not used to having the tables turned.
“We can talk about it, but don’t you think we can do more than just use our mouths for speaking.” I was daring him to cross the line and I could see the nervous energy in the air. It was thick and had this humidity that made my clothes become molded to my body.
“I didn’t want to tell you this last night, but I have a sickness. I do find myself wanting to experience what a woman can give me, but it doesn’t stop there. Sex has always been my way to get away from my problems. I’m addicted to a woman’s scent and the feel of their body not to mention the way they look when they cry out my name.” A sex addiction was not uncommon in his line of work and his power over others led to an overdeveloped sense of himself.
He suddenly grabbed me and pulled my body towards him until he was feasting on the wetness of my panties. He wasn’t trying to pull them off, but he was trying to do the next best thing. I had my hands on top of the desk and I waited to see if he was going to accomplish his goal.
I heard the ripping of the material and he seemed rather pleased with himself when he inserted his tongue into the opening he made. I threw my head back and I could see the door and I wondered about the possibility of somebody catching us in the act.
“I knew…there was something you were…hiding…Jules.” His tongue was quite insistent and gave new meaning to a real tongue lashing.
This time I was on the receiving end and he had no problem with sharing the oral duties. I felt like I was floating on a pocket of air and then I came down with the jarring impact of his tongue making direct contact with my clit.
“I know I started this, but are you sure…are you sure…you really want to finish this in your office. I can’t promise…to be quiet and I can be quite vocal when a man knows what he’s doing.” I didn’t think I had to tell him but his prowess. It was quite evident and whoever had given him his first taste was also responsible for unleashing him on the public.
I really didn’t think he was going to resort to public displays of affection without some direction. I only had to offer a sample and he was more than happy to gorge on what was sitting right in front of him. He really was quite proficient and I had to give him credit for making the effort. The girls that he had spent time with must’ve left stunned and unable to say much of anything after this kind of exchange.
He took a moment and raised his head with a sheen of wetness coating his lips. “I know I’m risking getting a bad reputation, but it’s not like they don’t know of my extracurricular activities outside of the office. Some of them can attest to what you are experiencing right now.” I wasn’t sure that was a good thing and these kinds of office romances could lead to awkward moments after everything was said and done.
“You don’t have anybody to answer to and what you said about your father giving you the reins was a bold faced lie. This firm has always been your baby and you made something out of nothing. It could be a matter of being in the right place at the right time, but I sense you would have succeeded regardless of this case landing in your lap.” I was trying not to lose it, but I was under the gun of an assault.
I finally noticed how comfortable he was getting and any kind of hesitation was now washed away by the confidence I had bestowed on him.
I lifted my body to make a better contact with the feel of his lips. He didn’t seem to be offended and I think he was grateful. Most girls in this position would allow a man to dictate the terms, but I was not of the same sentiment.
“I hope you don’t mind…but I know what I like.” I was guiding him to the right spot and when he touched it with a tip of his tongue my whole world began to collapse under the weight of my orgasm.
This was the woman I wanted to be and never could find the courage to unleash her from the cage. The way that he was methodically and with care taking my pleasure in his hands was not easily ignored.
“You really do know how to take direction.” I was walking a tightrope with no net to catch me. I could only hope when I fell that he would be there with his capable arms and that bewitching smile.
I came several times with the last one being the most intense. It was such an experience that I was surprised by how I didn’t fall from the desk. He must’ve held on tight, because the road was bumpy.
I lost count after the fifth time and I lie there feeling like I was in a desperate need for a smoke. My limbs were fatigued and every muscle had been strained beyond endurance.
“I have…anticipated the moment when I would meet a man who could see past my prim and proper exterior. I… never thought this day would come.” I was breathless, exhausted beyond words, but I could feel his hands on my thighs and then he was pulling me towards him.
“You make me so crazy that I can’t see straight. You can’t possibly think this is the end of it. I don’t know about you, but I’m just getting my second wind.” I found myself playfully trying to push him away, but not really putting that much conviction behind it.
“I don’t know…if I have it in me…to give you what you want.” Any negative thinking went out the window when he gave me the bulbous head of his manhood. “My body is willing, but my mind has been short circuited by how many times you made me cum all over your face.” I thought I felt the inkling of a flame rekindled from the insertion of his instrument.
“This is what you came in here for and it’s damn well what you’re going to get. What did you think happens when you dangle a piece of meat in front of a starving dog? It’s not just going to sit there idle and do nothing. I think you can say the same about any man in this position.” He was only halfway in and then he gave that final lunge to make me rise up until my ass was hanging off the desk.
“I don’t think I can…cum again.” I wasn’t sure if that was true and something was certainly happening down below the equator. “I want to give you that breathless moment where you don’t know if you’re coming or going.” I understood that satisfying me was only a prelude for him to share with me the product of his arousal.
I was foolish to think otherwise, but there was no way that I could fight him. I found it necessary to give in willingly and basking in the afterglow was nothing compared to being forced to feel what was impossible.
“You are a storm and I find myself wondering about the possibility of being struck by lightning. I can’t seem to hold you down for any length of time, Felicia. I look at the way you have swallowed my cock and how the lips are swollen and puffy and I know I’m responsible for that.” He really did think he was above reproach when it came to his prowess in the bedroom. I would have loved to argue with him, but I was in the process of a release of endorphins.
“I can’t believe it… I can’t fucking believe it… I know this is only going to fuel your ego, but I think I’m going to… No… I know I’m going to… CUMMMMM.” The slapping of our flesh was the only thing that I could hear and then he had his hand over my mouth.
I stared at him incredulously, as he continued to batter me into submission by the strength and the ferocity of his legs thrusting with determination against me.
The squeezing sensation was supposed to be enough to coax his load from where it was currently stored in his balls. I didn’t know how he could withstand the intense massage along the length in a rhythmic fashion to get him to blow. He was not about to be taken prisoner easily and I had to admire the fight he was putting up.
My legs were in the air and then he was holding them. He was looking me in the eyes as he traveled from one end to the other with this lustful gaze of appreciation for my form.
“I’m as surprised as you are and maybe even more so that I was able to hold out
after what you just did to me. I think you should take it as a compliment and believe that you are lucky that I’m not a premature disappointment.” I knew if I could get him in the saddle that I could translate his need to please into something every woman would give almost anything to be a part of.
“I don’t know… I don’t know how much more of this I can handle. I’m pretty much a rag doll with no will of my own. I have no energy to spare and I’ve looked for more deep down but there’s nothing there.” The last orgasm depleted my reserves and I was left with my legs flung on either side of the table with him holding my knees apart for better access.
“I know you still want it and you can’t convince me otherwise.” I was no longer in control of my body and Jules was certainly a man amongst men. He was a consummate lover with this desperate need to please which I found compelling. I could see many nights giving intense pleasure to one another.
He was finally coming to the end of his rope and teetering on the edge until shots of his love became a part of my anatomy. He wasn’t screaming and I knew he wanted to but he was preventing himself from attracting the attention of the staff in the office.
He gave one final lurch and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing remotely intelligent came out. He was pretty much under duress and I think he wanted to prove something to me. Jules certainly did go above and beyond the call of duty, but I don’t think that I would’ve expected anything less.
Chapter 6
When I left his office, I was walking funny and there were moments I had to stop to hold myself up because my legs were literally made of jelly. I suspected the females understood the reason why I was feeling under the weather and needed to take the rest of the day off.
The knowing glances gave me the indication this was something they had gone through from time to time. I didn’t need to know the details, but I was in the profession of hearing them confess all of their dirty little secrets.