After untying her and taking off the blindfold, he lay down next to her as they caught their breath. It was a wonderful feeling being curled up next to his body while he gently stroked her. These past two days with Rick had been truly amazing. They were a success as a team in their business negotiations and completely fused together sexually. But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. They were both flying back to the States tomorrow: Rick to California and she was heading home to New York. Figures, she thought sarcastically. I meet this amazing man and he lives 3000 miles away.
As Rick got dressed, she slipped on her bathrobe and watched silently as he got his things together. Walking him to the door, she looked up into those beautiful blue eyes and handed him a piece of paper with her phone numbers and email address. After giving her one final deep kiss he said, “Any time you want to send me a sexy text or dirty email, don’t hesitate! And of course, there’s always Skype for…other things!” Laughing at his total naughtiness, she gave him one final slap on his behind as he walked out the door.
YOUR HONOR
Chapter One
She couldn’t remember the last time she had as grinding a day as she was having today. Her secretary was out sick and her law partner was in court all day, leaving her overloaded with pending cases. And to make matters worse, her phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Tired and worn out, it felt more like midnight than three o’clock in the afternoon.
Letting out an exhausted sigh, she reached for the next case to review. Just as she opened the folder, her cell phone chirped out the arrival of a text message. Now what? she thought with annoyance as she picked up the phone. Within a matter of seconds, she was grinning from ear to ear. The text read: I’m hard as a steel rod and I want to be balls deep inside you. Chuckling under her breath, she texted back: Your timing is perfect. I need a break. Give me an hour and I’ll be over.
Suddenly, the tiredness she had been feeling just moments ago evaporated, and her second wind kicked in. Nothing like a booty text to erase the stress of the day, she thought to herself. Grabbing a few folders, she threw them into her briefcase, shut her office door and called out to her partner’s secretary that she was leaving for the day. As she headed down in the elevator from her tenth floor office suite to the parking garage, she could feel heat building between her legs, and she fantasized about what possibilities the afternoon would bring.
Arriving home inside of ten minutes, she stripped off her conservative gray business suit, kicked off her sensibly flat shoes and jumped into the shower. In less than 15 minutes she was clean and towel-dried. The only thing left to do before leaving was to decide on what naughty outfit she was going to seduce him in. Going into her closet, she thoughtfully perused the choices she had recently purchased for just these occasions. This one should do the trick, she concluded, spotting a very sexy black one-piece lace and fishnet outfit. Sitting on the edge of the bed she slipped her red manicured toes into it and slowly pulled the fabric up one leg at a time. She loved the built-in garters that connected the top and the bottom. Making sure the garters were straight, she continued inching the outfit up her belly, over her breasts and then finally onto her shoulders. The lace, sheer fabric hugged her body like a glove and left her bottom and lady parts totally exposed for easy access.
Looking at herself in the mirror she grinned, feeling a bit like Cat Woman! Reaching back into her closet she pulled down a pair of black stiletto high heels and slipped into them. The perfect fuck me shoes, she thought to herself while flashing a wicked smile at the mirror. After a quick brush of her hair and dab of lipstick, she grabbed a full-length coat out of the hall closet to cover herself up for the ride over to John’s house.
Chapter Two
In less than ten minutes, she was at his house. Knocking lightly on the kitchen door she let herself in. She didn’t see him in either the kitchen or the living room. So she slipped off her coat, threw it over a barstool and sauntered across the kitchen to the bottom of the stairs leading to the second floor. Hearing a small bang come from upstairs, she knew he was up there. Instead of going up to find him, she leaned seductively against the wall at the bottom of the stairs and waited. Seconds later, he appeared at the top of the stairs and stopped dead in his tracks the moment he saw her. Not saying a word, he stood fixed to the spot and gave her the most lustful look of desire she had ever experienced. Staring at her with raw male intensity he slowly descended the stairs, never taking his eyes off her. Taking hold of her hand he said, “Come out into the kitchen where I can get a better look at you.”
Back in the kitchen, she let go of his hand and spun slowly and seductively around to model the outfit for him. “So, do you like this?” she asked, knowing full well he more than liked it by the way he was adjusting his cock with his hand.
With a teasing look in her eye, she slowly backed away from him and walked over to a bare section of the kitchen wall. Facing the wall, she assumed the position of someone being frisked by police. With her arms over her head, hands against the wall she stood with her legs spread wide apart. Hearing his footsteps coming toward her she eagerly started rotating her hips. Dropping down to his knees, he started caressing her legs one at a time, from her ankles to her thighs.
“God, you have great legs,” he moaned as he continued to run his hands greedily over them. With his head at the perfect height, he started licking and kissing her voluptuous ass, trailing his tongue and lips all over her soft, tender mounds. Releasing his right hand from her leg, he started stroking, caressing and squeezing one ass cheek, while kissing and biting the other.
“Oh my God,” she moaned as fire ignited between her legs. Taking his hand away from her other leg he continued massaging, rubbing and pinching both cheeks while driving his tongue deep between them, licking the full length of her. Lick after lick, squeeze after squeeze and spank after spank her moans grew louder until she finally cried, “Take me upstairs!”
Chapter Three
Standing up, he reached for her hand again and they started heading for the stairs. But just as they got to the bottom of the staircase, he heard his cell phone beep in the office right across the hall. “Don’t move,” he instructed. “I’m going to turn that damn thing off.” As he went into his office to take care of the phone, Rebecca decided to do some teasing of her own. Draping herself on the stairs about half way up, she leaned back on her elbows and positioned her stiletto heels so her knees were up and spread apart, exposing her bare pussy triangle and swollen lips. Seeing her prone in such a seductive position in a place not often noted for this kind of fun took John with pleasure and surprise.
“So this is how you want it, do you?” he inquired. And never being one to shy away from anything sexual, he knelt down on the stairs, placed his hands on the inside of her thighs, pushed her legs even farther apart and went down on her flushing and pulsing lips with a voracious appetite. “Look at how wet you are. That’s so fucking hot,” he panted, while continuing to explore her wet folds with his tongue. Starting to feel tension building in his cock he knew that if he didn’t stop right now, he would cum right then and there. Pulling his face away from her beautiful pussy he demanded, “Get upstairs.”
Briefly looking around his bedroom, she saw he had previously lit some candles, and noted how much she appreciated his attention to detail. As she started to reach out to him, he grabbed her wrists and said, “I want you to stand still for me and keep your hands to your sides.” Doing what she was told, she let her arms drop. Reaching for the black lace fabric that covered her left breast, he said, “I want to play with these beautiful ripe breasts, uninterrupted.” As he gently pulled the fabric down, her breast popped out. She could see her nipple standing erect, pointing accusingly at him. “Now that’s a thing of beauty,” he exhaled as he took his thumb and forefinger and pinched. Hearing her quick intake of breath and seeing her head arch slightly back, he pinched again, a bit harder this time.
“You’re driving me crazy,” she whispered. “Ple
ase don’t stop.” John couldn’t have agreed more. Taking his other hand, he pulled down the fabric over her right breast. Now having both hands on either breast, he started pinching both of her nipples at the same time, causing her to cry out in pleasure.
“That’s it, baby. Tell me how much you love this,” he coaxed.
As he took his pleasure pinching, squeezing and pulling them, she threw her head back even further and gasped, “I need to touch you.”
Responding with a warning tone, he said, “Keep your hands where they are. Don’t make me punish you. I’m not done with you yet.” Releasing his hand from her left breast, he leaned his head down and began to suck and roll her engorged reddened tip around with his tongue, while his other hand continued to torment and tease her other breast. Feeling her hot female juices running down her thigh, she pleaded once more, to touch him.
Chapter Four
Finally nodding his head in approval, she ripped off his black T-shirt, revealing his magnificent torso with just the right amount of chest hair. Dropping to her knees, she reached for his belt in an attempt to undo it. As she grasped the buckle, he said in a stern tone, “No.” Looking up with a questioning look in her eyes, it dawned on her that he wanted her to gain access by just unzipping his pants, not by taking them off. As she glided his zipper all the way down, she could see he wasn’t wearing underwear and he was rock hard. Releasing him from the confines of his jeans, she took his full length into her warm, wet mouth and sucked him deep and hard. She loved teasing his fully erect shaft with her lips and tongue, and caressing his balls. He commanded, “Squeeze my balls like you own them!”
Confused she whispered, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
He quickly replied, “There’s nothing wrong with a little pain.” Taking his direction, she squeezed his balls harder while raking her fingernails over his pubic area. “That’s it baby,” he whispered egging her on. “Own it like it’s yours!” Hearing him groan louder and louder turned her on to the point of wild abandon. Releasing him from her mouth, she gently but firmly pushed him down into a sitting position on the upholstered bench that rested at the foot of his bed. Surprised by her assertiveness, he regarded her with curiosity as he sat on the bench and leaned back on the bed. Still on her knees, she started massaging his swollen dick with one hand, while taking his throbbing balls into her mouth. She began by sucking one at a time, and then getting bolder, she took them both into the depths of her mouth and rolled them around together. The harder she sucked his balls into her mouth, stretching them farther away from his crotch, the louder he moaned his pleasure.
Calling out her name and placing his hands on either side of her face, he begged, “I want to fuck your mouth.” Releasing her hand from his rock hard shaft she kneeled up slightly and gave him the access he desired. As he rammed his manhood deep to the back of her throat, he cried out, “You’re so fucking amazing. Take it deep, take it deep.” Placing his hands on either side of her head he pulled and pushed it back and forth in rhythm to his need. Finally releasing himself from the womb of her mouth, he pulled her up to a standing position as he stood up himself from the bench.
“Now it’s your turn to get on the bench,” he growled. “Kneel on it,” he commanded. Following his direction, she kneeled on the bench facing the bed. “Now, bend over,” he instructed. Bending at the waist she lay resting with her elbows on the bed, knees on the bench and her ass in the air.
Chapter Five
Hearing him open a dresser drawer, she peeked around to see him pull out a small bottle of lubricant and a brown leather belt. Instinctively, she tightened up and a cold sweat engulfed her body. Was this something she was ready for? Was he just teasing? Testing the boundaries of a dominant/submissive fantasy? Curious and nervous at the same time, she couldn’t help notice how the heat between her legs coursed through her entire body. For seconds her mind and body were at war with one another. Yet in the end, she knew what she wanted more.
Rubbing the lubricant slowly between his hands he massaged her ass with the wet oily substance until her backside was glistening. “Don’t move,” he instructed. “I want to show you how pain can be delightfully pleasurable.” It was then that she realized this was going to be much more than teasing. And far more intense.
Reaching for his belt, he folded it in half with the buckle and other end secured in his hand. Seconds later, leather met flesh. The sound intoxicated her as she felt her clit throb. “Do it again,” she whispered, wondering why she was so turned on. Every part of her body begged him for more. Standing behind her he brought the belt down again on her flushing ass, while he stroked himself.
“You want more?” he asked as the belt slapped against her bare bottom again.
“Yes,” she moaned, feeling the pleasure and excitement he had described. When did she become this woman, she wondered? It was obvious to her in this moment how much she loved being spanked how much and she couldn’t get enough of it!
With one final beating of his leather belt he stood back and said, “That’s all you get for now. Slide up on the bed and I want you on all fours.”
Chapter Six
Completely surprised and stunned by what she had just allowed him to do and how much she liked it, all she could do was follow his orders. Moving up completely onto the bed she positioned herself as he asked.
Feeling his weight on the bed behind her and his hands on her hips, she couldn’t get him inside her fast enough. “Fuck me,” she demanded. “I need you pounding inside me right now.”
With a sly chuckle he answered, “Patience my dear. All good things come to those who wait.”
Angrily she replied, “Fuck you. Do it NOW!”
Laughing at her wanton ways, he teased, “That belting was nothing. You’re going to remember this!” And without any further conversation, he reached down to her soaking pussy, spread her lips apart and rammed himself into her, over and over again. The whole room seemed to shake as he pounded into her again and again.
“That’s it!” she cried. “Fuck me harder!” Sweat poured from each of them as they ground together back and forth in a frantic rhythm.
“Oh my God, girl,” he screamed. “You’re going to be the death of me!” It was only moments later when he unleashed himself at the same time that she exploded all over him.
Satisfied and completely spent, they laid together silently catching their breath. After a few minutes John said, “That was fun, counselor. I assume I will see you in my chambers tomorrow morning for the deposition?”
Slipping into a pair of his fleece pants and a comfy T-shirt, she threw him a smile as she said walking out his bedroom door, “Yes, Judge. Your chambers tomorrow, ten o’clock sharp.”
AWAKENING
PART ONE: THE BISTRO
Prologue
She had never been into a sex store before. She wasn’t even sure if that’s what they were called. But she was feeling slightly embarrassed and figured the hot flush on her cheeks would probably give away her inexperience. Trying to muster up a casual and confident air, she took a deep breath and strode into the store with purpose. Knowing she was way out of her league, she was grateful when a friendly young woman approached her and asked if she needed help.
Smiling at the sales clerk, Jordan answered, “I’ve never been here before. Can you give me a rundown of where things are?” Only too happy to help, the clerk took her for a brief tour around the store, pointing out the lingerie, vibrators, sex toys, cards, games and all of the other assorted items. She pretended she was educated on the matter; she was loath to admit that she didn’t know what half of the things were. Thanking the woman for her assistance, she slowly browsed around the store while daydreaming back to why she was here in the first place, and how this journey began.
Chapter One
It was 10:30 on a Thursday night in the middle of June. Jordan had just gotten out of the shower and felt revived and wide-awake. What she wanted more than anything was to go down the block to the neighborh
ood bistro, have a small snack and chill out a bit before going to bed. She was hesitant to go this late alone, but for some reason she just couldn’t drop the idea. It was as if some magnetic force were pulling her to go…and to go right now. After about ten minutes of indecision, she couldn’t fight it anymore. So she threw on some clothes, grabbed her purse and drove to the restaurant.
Strolling past the outdoor tables filled with customers enjoying this beautiful warm evening she walked inside, saw how crowded it was and realized she just didn’t want to deal with this much activity. So she turned around and left to go back home.
Passing by the outdoor tables again, she spotted a guy sitting alone drinking a beer with two dogs lying at his feet. She had missed seeing them on the way in. Not paying much attention to him, she zeroed in on the dogs as she approached the table, asking if she could pet them. They were beautiful chocolate labs who were extremely friendly and well behaved. As Jordan knelt down to pet them she started talking to the man, and found out his name was Ray. The next thing she knew, they were deep in conversation and starting to flirt with each other.
Chapter Two
For the next hour Jordan and Ray sat together and enjoyed verbally sparring, joking and teasing each other. She found him extremely handsome. He was wearing a dark green short sleeve polo shirt, faded blue jeans that were frayed and black cowboy boots. He had a sexy goatee that framed full lush lips, charcoal grey hair and dark brown eyes. As each minute passed, she found herself growing more and more attracted to him, and she started fantasizing about what sex between them would be like. From observing his body language and watching how his eyes darted over her body, she guessed he was wondering the same thing. She could feel sexual tension building between them and she had to admit that she liked this tension and his attention.
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