by Ashlee Price
She trembled as my hand made its way to cup her fully in my palm. I heard her moan and her hips moved upwards to give me a better grip. She wanted it as much as I did, and it made me change my mind on the method of punishment that I would give her. It wasn’t a spanking that she needed, but to get what she wanted and then to have it taken away.
My other hand moved to her waist and I pulled her against me hard. Nicola scrambled to find a grip and then her hips just pushed back against me. It was hard to deny how badly she wanted it. I wanted it just as badly, and I had to move away and stop grinding on her because I wasn’t going to be able to stop once I really got started.
Moving down to cup her ass and to give us a little space in between our bodies, I started to pull the bottom of her skirt up the back of her thighs. I could feel the goose bumps shooting across her skin, and I couldn’t help but move a little faster. When I could clearly see all of her I dragged my short nails across the skin and down her backside. She jerked underneath me, and I checked her palms to see that they were still high above the counter. If she broke the rules, I could take her. I wanted her to fail so badly.
I smacked her cheek a couple of times, very lightly. I wasn’t trying to spank her; I was just interested in the way her ass jiggled every time I slapped it. It was mesmerizing, and I was finding it hard to stop myself. When I finally did stop, she was panting slightly. The sound was driving me mad.
“Are you wet, Nicola?”
I knew she was; I could see a small line of fluid dripping down her inner thigh. Before I could stop myself, I was opening her legs more and moving down to my knees behind her. From that angle I could see all of her. Just a slight breath made her quiver. My tongue moved forward and tasted her before I could do anything else. I could still taste her on my tongue and the new taste was just as sweet.
Nicola started to moan, and it was enough to remind me that she was supposed to be getting punished. She wasn’t there to be pleasured. Standing up, I rubbed her some more and watched her body tense as I listened to her whimpers of pleasure. She was getting close, I could tell by the renewed flow of need down her leg. She was practically gyrating where she was bent over, and I was lost in the moment.
Watching her hands and fingers curl, I stopped suddenly and watched her body slump down from the lack of touch. It was several moments before she looked back at me with those dark eyes. I could see the need in them. She was on edge, and I was surprised that she hadn’t already begged me for more. Her whimper was hard to deal with, though. I closed my eyes to the sound.
Rock-hard in my pants, I had to adjust myself before I left the kitchen with instructions for her not to touch herself. “If you would like me to finish you off, I want you to go home at lunch and wear what I bought for you. I don’t take kindly to your disobedience, Nicola. But you did well with your hands – not a mark smeared.” The last bit didn’t really make me very happy at all.
She didn’t say much of anything. I could see her trying to come to grips with the fact that I was not going to touch her anymore. I heard the same whine as before, but it was a little louder. She wanted me to know that she was disappointed, and I couldn’t deny how much I liked the pouty look on her mouth. Not once did she argue, and by the time I left, there was nothing that I wanted to do more than go back in there and give her what her dark eyes begged me for. How could I say no to such a face?
My will was stronger than my desire, though, and I moved into the hallway and then to the elevator. There was no one in it when I got there, but Connie seemed to appear out of nowhere. She had a look on her face that was hard to fathom, but I had a feeling I was going to get a tongue lashing from her. I had apparently done something that she didn’t approve of. I thought of the wet chef down the corridor and I had to smile to myself. I was sure that if she knew about that, I would never hear the end of it.
“Good morning, Connie.”
“Good morning, sir. Did you go get your breakfast already?”
There was something in the way that she said it that made me take a second look at her. Did she know? If she did she wasn’t letting on, but there was obviously something that was bothering her.
“Yeah, I just got something made real quick.”
“It’s strange to see you so interested in breakfast, Jerold. I don’t think you’ve eaten it but three times in all of the years that I’ve worked for you.”
She was probably right, but there was more to it than that. The reason was clear to me, and I was sure it wasn’t lost on her either. I didn’t know how to respond to her skeptical tone. I was saved by the elevator beeping to let us know that we had arrived.
“Well, my doctor told me that I need to start taking better care of myself. You know what they say about it being the most important meal of the day.”
I walked towards my office, but it was apparent that I wasn’t going to get away from her that easily.
“I just think you should be more careful how you’re projecting yourself. The rest of the employees can see it, and it’s going to create all kinds of problems.”
Opening the door to the office, I looked back at her once I was seated. Connie was standing there gripping some documents in her hand. She was the very definition of uptight. Her blonde hair was severely cut at the chin and the look on her face made it hard to see her as a woman. The clothes that she wore could have easily been for a child. She was short and so waif-thin. Even though she was so tiny, she was kind of scary, and I wanted to put her mind at ease about breakfast and the insinuations she was making about Nicola. They were right, but I didn’t want her even getting a hint of that. The last thing I needed was an argument with Connie about Nicola.
“It’s not like that, Connie. Really. When have you known me to go over the line with any of my employees? You know that’s one of my rules.”
She didn’t seem all that convinced.
Chapter 2 – Nicola
Lunch time rolled around, and though I tried to tell myself that I didn’t need him, I did. Every minute and every step that I took reminded me of what I couldn’t have. I was never one to want to touch myself while I was at work, but now I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I wondered to myself if he would even know if I did. I could go into the bathroom and be done in minutes.
The idea made me blush, but there was something stopping me. Maybe it was the thought that he would somehow know and I would be even worse off than I was right then that made me not do what I desperately wanted to do. It was hard to concentrate with the throbbing at my core that was taking away all other thoughts.
I snuck back to my apartment and put on the panties that he had sent me. I touched myself a little while I was putting them on. I couldn’t believe how badly I wanted him. I don’t think I had ever been so needy in all of my life. I just wanted more of Jerold’s touch.
When I got back, I didn’t go up to the fifth floor, but to the sixth instead. I was expecting to find Jerold in another meeting, or hopefully alone in his office. I figured it was the latter when I saw him sitting at his desk through the slightly open door. It was only when I pushed the door open and saw the other two men sitting there that I realized he wasn’t alone.
My whole demeanor changed, and I tried to stand up a little straighter.
“Sorry to bother you, sir. I was just up here to get your lunch order.” I looked from the two men who were now eying me to Jerold, who had a smile on his face. I was suddenly very conscious of the fact that I was not wearing a bra. I wished then that I was. I was nervous that the other men would know the games that the boss and I were playing.
“Gentleman, would you like something for lunch? I had something yesterday that was perfect. There is no way to describe the taste.”
I blanched when he talked about what he’d had for lunch. I knew what he was talking about, and for a moment I wondered if he would really do such a thing. He had a smile on his lips, but I didn’t find it all that funny. I didn’t want to think about that.
The two
men agreed, and I shot him a look. “Just bring us what you made yesterday.”
I had brought something for him, but I didn’t even remember what it was. It was hard to think about anything else but me on the desk with him between my legs.
“Of course, sir.”
As I turned around to leave, the panties started to come to life. I grabbed the door frame to steady myself. It was too much, too soon and I had to literally bite my lip to stop the moan. The vibration got faster, and I was so close from his punishment this morning.
As quickly as it had started, it was over and I was left breathing hard. My eyes were dazed, but I looked back once to see his grey eyes watching me with a little humor. I could tell he was pleased, and I had to admit that I was pleased that he was finally happy. I walked away more slowly, worried that the panties would come back to life. I kind of hoped that they would, because I was dying for release, but they never did.
When I got back to the kitchen, I tried to remember what I’d made the day before. I opened the refrigerator to see if I could refresh my mind and the panties went off again. I had to brace myself on the counter and squeeze my legs together. I wanted to come, I was so close, but before I could complete my desires, the panties stopped. I was panting slightly and starting to get a little sweaty.
It kept happening, and I even looked behind me a couple of times to see if he was outside the door, but he was still upstairs. I couldn’t imagine how he knew what I needed and was able to stop delivery just short of that. It was driving me crazy. I had to stop twice on the way back up to his office. The men were still there, and I was scared he would push the button while I was in front of them.
As I was bending over, he did. I closed my eyes to the instant, overwhelming pleasure that came over me. Did he know what he was doing? That I was so close?
The vibration stopped as I was standing up. I was thankful for the reprieve. I moved to leave as fast as I could, but his voice stopped me. “Nicola?”
I turned around. “Sir?”
“Thank you.”
I nodded back to him, not sure what he was talking about. I didn’t say anything else, making my way to the stairs to walk down to the next floor. I was still staying away from the elevator because of that evil little woman Connie. When the panties turned on, I was happy that I was away from anyone. I gripped the bannister and stopped where I stood.
The panties went faster and I was on the edge, inching over. I was afraid that he was going to turn them off and leave me hanging, but instead, the vibration became even more intense and I exploded into the panties. The orgasm was hard enough to take my breath away. It was all I could do to hold it together. It was several moments before it stopped and I was able to breathe again.
I was soaked as I made my way to the kitchen, and I was also worried that it was going to start again. When it didn’t, I started to relax, but then I heard his voice behind me and I started. It had only been about an hour since I had dropped the dishes off, and I wasn’t expecting Jerold to be down there. I turned around.
“Do you feel better?”
I knew what he was referencing, and to be honest I felt better than I had all day. Wanting him was hard on my system, and I was thankful that he had given me something to think about. I wasn’t going to tell him that I was so wet it was dripping down my leg. He didn’t need to know all of that as far as I was concerned.
“Yes, sir.”
The smile didn’t reach his eyes and I could tell that he wanted to say something else. I grabbed the dishes out of his hand, telling him that he didn’t have to bring them down. “I would have come and gotten them for you.”
“Well, you like to come when I am away, so this way I figured I would get to see you as well.”
It made sense, but didn’t help my senses. He was moving closer, and the counter against my back reminded me that I had nowhere to go.
“Did you come, Nicola?”
I nodded quickly, and his eyes darkened a little. He stopped just an inch from touching me with his body. “I want to see.”
I looked at him questioningly. I wasn’t sure what he wanted to see, but then it dawned on me. “Do you want the panties back?”
He wasn’t expecting that, but he told me that he did. I couldn’t believe that I had blurted such a thing out, and I was even more embarrassed when it developed that I was expected to take them off right then and there. I hesitated for only a few seconds. It wasn’t like I hadn’t done more in front of him. He had already seen most of me, so I just hiked the skirt up to my waist and started to lower the panties that he had bought me.
I wasn’t as nervous as I had been before. Before I would have been worried about what he would think, but after coming so hard, and with the way he had egged me on all morning, I was in the mood to mess with him. His eyes followed my hands and then the descent of the panties before I put them directly in his hand. He wasn’t expecting that, and I liked that I could still surprise him. It seemed like he was always the one for surprises, so when I handed him the wet, wadded fabric I grinned back. “There you go, sir.”
Chapter 3 – Jerold
The panties in my hand were soaking wet. I hadn’t expected such a display, even though I had tasted how much she could come. I could feel myself getting hard as my pants tightened. I don’t know why, but all I could think about was putting them to my face and inhaling. I did just that and had to close my eyes at the smell. She smelled so good that I was ready to take her right then and there. Her smell was intoxicating, and it reminded me of the flavor of her in my mouth.
“Thank you, Nicola. Hopefully that will remind you to listen the first time I tell you to do something.”
She nodded her head. I could tell that it had affected her. It affected me just to see her chest rising and falling so quickly, but I didn’t mention it. I didn’t have to. She knew that she was mine and the submission was finally complete. There was no more doubt in my mind, and I was thankful for that because I didn’t want to think about anyone else but her.
“Is there anything else that you need, sir?”
Her question was paired with her dark, sultry eyes and it was enough to make me throb in my slacks. Damn, she was beautiful. The list of things that I needed from her had no end, and I was ready for more.
“I can make you feel good too, Jerold, if you just let me.”
Her words were enough to stop me in my tracks. It wasn’t the words themselves, but the breathy way that she said them and the tone of her voice. She made me want her so badly that when she came closer, there was no way that I could tell her no. Her destination became clear, and I was lost in the thought of what she was doing. There was no telling her no.
Nicola was quickly on her knees. She looked up at me with those brown eyes, making my heart lurch in my chest.
“Is this what would make you feel good, sir?”
I nodded my head that it would feel good. I knew it was going to be amazing, and I couldn’t wait for her to do it. I could feel the breeze on my heated flesh as she opened up my pants. Her hand fished me out, and before I could prepare myself, she was pushing my thick head between her soft lips and there was nothing else that I could do.
Why did it feel like it had been forever since I had been in someone’s mouth? It felt like my cock had been hard since I had first seen Nicola. Now I was ready to relieve some of the pressure that her constantly being around me had caused. I wasn’t used to feeling this way, but now all of the anticipation was melting away as she moved up and down my shaft.
I’d never felt such suction before. I could tell that she was getting into it. Her soft moans vibrated against the shaft. My hand went to the silken brown strands that fell down her shoulders, and I pulled her in harder, pushing myself deeper. I wanted to fill her completely and only when she pushed back against me did I finally pull out.
Nicola took a deep breath and then moved back down. My hand coaxed her down a little further to see if she could take all of me into her mouth. I was
almost there when she gagged a little and I released her. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I knew that I was so excited that I might by accident.
I let her take over and she grabbed my waist, using her grip to pull me to her over and over again. I couldn’t help the thrusting of my hips. I was well beyond the point of any return to sanity. I was so close to coming that I warned her. I thought she might pull away and let me take care of coming, but instead she kept me in her mouth.
“Swallow it for me, Nicola. I want you to swallow all of it.”
She nodded her head, her eyes looking up to me with little red rims around them. I was trying not to push deeper, but I wanted all of me inside of her. It wasn’t enough to come. I wanted to come down her throat, as deep as I could.
When I finally felt the first shot come out, it hit the back of her throat. Once again her throat muscles closed around the head of my cock and I was in pure bliss. I pushed my hips forward to take as much of her as I could. She finally pressed back against me and I heard her whimper as I pulled out completely. Nicola was breathing hard, a little bit of my seed dripping from the corner of her mouth.
I wiped it off of her as I helped her up to her feet. I had not expected that. I had expected to have to tell her what I wanted and how to please me, but Nicola had offered and I didn’t even have to ask. It somehow made it better that she had offered and not had to be asked. She’d done it because she wanted to, and that made it that much better. I had to ask myself, where had she been my whole life?
Nicola watched me put my softening cock back in my pants. I liked the way her eyes followed it and her teeth nibbled on her bottom lip. It was hard not to want more, but we both were in the middle of a work day. I could hear people coming down the hallway.