by J. M. Witt
TO: [email protected]
3:20 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
Lol...I could sense it in you and I would’ve let you.
TO: [email protected]
3:23 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
And THAT’S why I had to show restraint...prudence and all :)
TO: [email protected]
3:25 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
Fuck that bitch! :)
I could use some deep kissing and petting. Lol. So could you! :)
TO: [email protected]
3:27 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
You’re in dire need of a long, slow round with the crop followed by a slow, deep face fucking...
Got anyone in mind?
TO: [email protected]
3:28 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
Hmmm...only one person I can think of. Blue eyes, smile of the devil when he sees me, magic fingers...
I didn’t hear back until later that night as I was walking out of the grocery store.
TO: [email protected]
8:03 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
I’m at Joplin’s. Dark parking lot.
I froze and looked around. I didn’t spot his truck right away, but there it was.
TO: [email protected]
8:05 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
I’m here, too. Loading my groceries into my car. Should I wait?
TO: [email protected]
8:08 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
Go back inside, I’ll swing around and pick you up. There won’t be any spanking, tonight.
Groaning, I didn’t care. I just wanted to be in his presence.
TO: [email protected]
8:09 PM
Subject: Re: Lunch
Ok. I’ll be good. I’ll keep my hands to myself.
I walked back inside and a moment later he walked right past me like I didn’t exist. Watching as he climbed in his truck, he swung around the back of the building. When his truck pulled back by the entrance, he stopped and I climbed in the back seat. He smiled at me wickedly and then proceeded to park his truck off in a dark corner.
He climbed into the back of his truck where I awaited him. I sat there and kept my hands to myself like I said I’d do. But he didn’t. The lights hadn’t even fully dimmed and he was pulling me toward him. My eyes closed as I reveled in the feel of him. A month was too long to go without his intoxicating touch and that’s almost how long it’d been since I really felt him.
His deep voice penetrated my ears. “That sweater looks good on you.”
My eyes opened and stared back at his as he admired me. A small smile formed on my lips as his hands roamed my hips. My left hand went to his side as my right began caressing his leg.
On my knees next to him, we kissed and touched. The windows were already fully fogged over. His hand made no hesitation in touching me through my clothes. My thighs opened for his hand and immediately clamped down around his wrist. Gripping the back of his neck, I deepened our kiss. My right hand drifted down to the ever-present bulge in his track pants and squeezed as a small groan escaped from his mouth.
Not long after, he released his cock for me. Licking the sweet pre-cum off the tip, I then took him in my mouth. His hand gently massaged my scalp as he thrust into me deeper and didn’t release me. He’d warned me that this deep throat fucking was coming and I’d only encouraged it. My eyes began to water as I relaxed my throat around his girth. His hands continued to fondle me more diligently, making it hard to concentrate. I couldn’t help the sounds I made as his fingers touched me just the right way.
“Someone’s having trouble focusing on her task.” I simply moaned in response. “My naughty little slut...so obedient.”
I was already close to my own release from him only touching and spanking me over my clothes. A month apart becoming easier and harder to handle for so many different reasons. Just when I thought he was about to spill down my throat, he pulled me back up to him.
His hot breath fanned over the side of my face and down my neck. “I can smell you.” Lowering his voice he taunted me. “You smell like pussy.” I knew the blush crept up my cheeks. How could I possibly deny that I was aroused? “Do you need to come?”
I tried keeping eye contact, but I was drunk and dizzy, barely able to focus. Two Gregors swayed in my vision. “Yes, Sir. Please, Sir.”
Smiling, he groaned into my ear, “Not until I tell you. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I needed to be closer and moved from his side to straddle his thigh. Once there, I began grinding against him as his hands captured the back of my neck. He pulled on my hair and angled my face so that his tongue could fuck my mouth deeper. Lifting me slightly, so that I no longer sat on his thigh, his hands resumed their torture upon my pussy.
I couldn’t hold back the cries as I clasped my arms around him.
“Not yet,” he reminded me of my instructions.
I moaned out in frustration, but it quickly turned to pleasure as he continued his pursuit. His right hand came down on my clothed ass again and again, each strike harder than the last. This continued as his left hand pushed up my sweater.
Freeing my breasts, he proceeded to mark my nipples once his hand returned to my throbbing clit. I was drunk—at least that’s how I felt. My legs were beginning to shake and I couldn’t hold my head upright anymore. Dropping my head to his chest, my hands gripped his shoulders fiercely.
“Come for me.”
I took a relieved breath and let go of the restraint. Relaxing against him I let him work his magic, knowing he now wanted my release as much as I did.
Crying out, “Sir...” he held me tightly as I clung to him, the convulsions claiming me. My whole body trembled against his as he whispered naughty words in my ear.
“You’ve soaked through your pants. Anyone could smell you right now and know what you’ve been doing.”
Smiling, I panted against his neck as he fondled every last tremor out of me. I didn’t want to come down from his high, ever, but knew I had to. He pulled my lips back to his and kissed me deeply, slowly. I’d come to recognize his kisses. This was his ‘until next time’ kiss.
“I need to get home. I’ll email you. Things are crazy at work. Our night away might be compromised.”
The emotions flooded me before I could even try to rein them in. Pleading with him, I choked out, “Please don’t cancel. I need to get away desperately.”
His eyes searched mine and he nodded. Leaning in, he held my chin as he kissed me. “Ok. I’ll talk to you soon.”
“Thank you.” I kissed him back.
Straightening my clothes with his help, I smiled as he then climbed back behind the driver’s seat. Swinging by my car, he dropped me off and we both headed toward our separate homes.
Turning my playlist on, Sensual by TVA came on and I listened to it all the way home. When I got home and climbed out of my SUV, my legs almost gave out on me as they hit the garage floor. I steadied myself against the door; closing my eyes I replayed our encounter once more. Fuck, he was good.
The next afternoon he sent one of his snarky emails that I loved so much.
TO: [email protected]
1:15 PM
Subject: What do you think?
According to my spam email, I need a longer penis and a firmer erection. What do you think?
TO: [email protected]
1:19 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
Disagree... but you do need to let me stroke and suck the perfectly long and firm cock you already have.
I’m here when you need me. Wink.
TO: [email protected]
1:21 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
Good plan... :)
Need you or use you..?
I was t
hinking of sending you to Rodeo and when I get there you tell me ‘please use my ass Sir’, you obediently turn around, pull your pants down/skirt up, assume the position, and then let me fuck you hard and fast in the pussy/ass. I pull out, come in your panties, pull them up, gift your ass a hard slap, turn you around, kiss you on the forehead, you say ‘thank you, Sir’ and then I send you on your way. Nothing else spoken. Quick. Raw. Service.
TO: [email protected]
1:23 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
Jesus Christ...
Tell me when...
Though I don’t know if I believe you wouldn’t kiss me... :)
My dreams were filled with you last night. Even woke fondling myself, but denied my release.
TO: [email protected]
1:27 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
You building it up for next week..?
TO: [email protected]
1:29 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
Maybe :)
Or if you decide to use me between now and then...
TO: [email protected]
1:33 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
I certainly may. But then you may be instructed to refrain until then so that I may properly tease you and exploit your swollen clit.
TO: [email protected]
1:35 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
Can’t wait for you to instruct, tease, exploit and so on... :)
TO: [email protected]
1:38 PM
Subject: Re: What do you think?
Maybe I should just give you a quick paddling today or tomorrow...
I just shook my head and didn’t respond. He knew how to reach me and knew my availability.
Two days before our night away, we were able to squeeze in a quick meet at Rodeo 3. The second he climbed into the backseat of his truck with me and shut the door, we were on each other. Yanking my coat off, his hands thrust under my shirt and tugged my breasts free from my bra. My hand pressed against his erection as his fingers pinched my nipples roughly while he tongue fucked my mouth. Groaning, my hands clutched at his biceps and then he quickly bent me over his lap.
“Time to get that bottom warmed up. Get you primed and ready for what’s to come.”
I became putty as he pulled my sweats down and spanked my bare ass repeatedly. Rubbing my tender ass, once he was done, I reached under and back to his dick as it pressed into my side.
“Please, Sir.”
Lifting me up, he opened his pants and gave me what I wanted. I happily took him into my mouth as he started spanking me again and teasing my clit and asshole.
“I want to bend you over and lick that tight hole of yours. Would you like that?”
His hands gripped the meaty part of my ass as I bobbed my head up and down his shaft. My only response was a guttural moan that was partly caused by the joy of having him in my mouth, but mostly due to the influence his words had on me. I wanted nothing more than his tongue in my ass, and his cock too.
The chemical reaction my body went through when I was near him would never get old. I could feel him under my skin, in my bones, pumping through my veins, and in my very being. I couldn’t get enough. Was it supposed to be like this? Were we more than just chemical or was the chemical reaction just the tip of what we had? Logic told me it was more, but I was terrified to admit it, especially to him.
Just before I was sure he’d come, he stopped me and pulled me up. Moaning in disapproval, I dropped my head to his shoulder as he chuckled.
Whispering against his neck, “I want you to come, Sir.”
“I know you do. Soon enough.” He held me tight, hands running over my back and buttocks. “I need to go. Pushing me back, he cupped my face, “Drive safe. I have a vested interest in you arriving in one piece.” I nodded. Kissing me once more, he praised me. “Good girl.”
Pulling my panties and sweats back up, he then put his erect dick back in his pants as I openly frowned at him. One last signature kiss and we were both headed back to our normal lives.
I spent the next day wrapping his gifts and packing. Todd was out of town and Tami was going to watch the kids for me.
TO: [email protected]
2:54 PM
Subject: Requests
Any other requests? I have the toys, flogger, and your gift. I’ll bring your whisky and may just drink what you’re drinking. :)
He responded a couple of hours later.
TO: [email protected]
4:49 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Massage oil.
Assortment of butter plugs.
Endurance.
I was cracking up. I knew it was autocorrect but I had to tease him about it.
TO: [email protected]
4:52 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
I can bring an assortment of massage oil.
Butter plugs... not so sure.
TO: [email protected]
4:59 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Yes. Autocorrect wants butter plugs. And, now I’m curious. Google here I come...
We exchanged a few more emails, but nothing noteworthy. But, I emailed him first thing. It was the day and my heart was already racing.
TO: [email protected]
7:16 AM
Subject: Re: Requests
Good morning, Sir.
I got the kids off to school, having made pancakes—their favorite—and started getting ready. I was going to miss them, I had tried to be with them as much as possible before my trip. But I wasn’t going to cancel because I really needed this time for me. Tami was due to arrive shortly after lunch so I could begin the two hour drive to Gregor’s hotel.
TO: [email protected]
9:05 AM
Subject: Re: Requests
Good morning.
It will be an even better evening... :)
We emailed a few more times before I jumped in the shower and got ready. Fully packed, I waited for Tami. When she walked in the door, I emailed Gregor.
TO: [email protected]
1:04 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Leaving in 5 unless you’re not ready for me. :)
His reply was instant.
TO: [email protected]
1:05 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Cum cum...I’m always ready for you.
TO: [email protected]
1:06 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Good to know you’re eager too...
I put my suitcase in my SUV and pulled out of the drive. Pulling onto the freeway, I got another email.
TO: [email protected]
1:15 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Have to warn you though – I am in work mode. You may have to put up with it/ease me out of it for a while...lol
Been a hectic week.
Would love some dark chocolate. Your Dom will be grateful.
TO: [email protected]
1:41 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Mission accomplished. Goodies have been purchased. Back on the road.
This could be fun. I could crawl around on all 4s, tempting and teasing to get you out of work mode.
TO: [email protected]
1:45 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Drive safe and stay focused on the road!
ETA?
I’m going to go work out in a few.
TO: [email protected]
1:50 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
GPS says no later than 3:30pm.
He became quiet and I put my music back on and tried to relax and enjoy the drive!
Chapter Thirty-Four
WANT MY LOVE
TO: meredith@meredithe
dits.com
2:49 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
Ok. Probably have to add some time on there for traffic. I’ll meet you in the lobby and give you a key. There are cameras everywhere so it needs to be somewhat inconspicuous. I’ll join you after. It will give you some time to get situated and unwind from the drive. :)
I didn’t respond right away, just focused on the road. Want My Love by Cathedrals was playing, images of him and me floating in and out of my mind. As I got closer and off the freeway, I messaged him.
TO: [email protected]
3:13 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
10 min out.
TO: [email protected]
3:19 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
You must have been flying...
Sit in the lobby by the gift shop. Catch up on emails and such. :)
Parking my car, I got my suitcase and headed into the hotel. Sitting down I began playing on my phone and waited. Fifteen minutes later I started growing anxious. Maybe I was in the wrong lobby, I mean, it was a big hotel.
TO: [email protected]
3:35 PM
Subject: Re: Requests
I’m in front of the coffee shop by the valet.
Then I felt it, that familiar presence as I stared at my phone. I knew I had a ridiculous smile on my face and so I didn’t dare look up. I knew I’d looked like a kid in a candy shop if I dared expose my face to anyone. Taking a couple deep breaths, I finally looked up. My heart leapt.
In a sweaty t-shirt, shorts, with a towel in his hand, he was walking down the staircase. And of course, that fucking wicked grin on his face. Making eye contact and trying to contain my smile, I shook my head at him as I clutched my phone in my lap.