My carnal side keeps thinking back to the spare bedroom of my apartment. I can only imagine what else he can do. I gather my thoughts and try to get back to work.
I meet Paul as planned and we go to a restaurant down the street. After being seated, we place our orders right away. I order a tea and a salad and Paul orders a turkey sandwich and coffee.
“How are things with you, Violet?”
“I’m good Paul, I really like working with you and the team. I hope you know that.”
“Yes, we have a good group and you are a key part of that for sure. I have a question for you: Would you be interested in helping me with a project? I’m looking into the feasibility of opening an office in Chicago.” I listen, taken aback, as he explains.
“It’s still very early days, but I am fairly certain it will be a go. I trust your judgment and you’re an excellent part of my team. Your help would be of great assistance to me.” I stare at him with surprise. I’m not sure how to respond. Selfishly, I only think of Adam and me, so new, how much travel? He travels a lot already.
I say aloud, “That’s very exciting and a great opportunity for the firm if it’s plausible.” I want to sound professional and supportive. “How much travel would there be?”
“I think a lot can be done from here. I would think only one or two trips would be sufficient.”
“Okay, I would be happy to help you.” I’m relieved. What else can I say? Paul has been a great boss.
He is smiling and says, “Thank you. Of course I need you to sign an NDA when we get back to the office. It’s not common knowledge yet.” What are the chances? I smile inwardly, two NDAs in less than a week.
“No problem, Paul, of course I’ll sign it.” I should be excited, but I have an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach that I wish away. We continue our lunch talking about some of the more pressing items we need to get through over the next week. Paul asks for the check and it’s not long before we’re back at the office. Sitting at my desk, I check my personal email but there’s nothing from Adam. He is probably in meetings. I sign the NDA agreement and delve back into my work. There are three more contracts I need to review before I leave. I’ll stay late tonight as I won’t be staying late tomorrow. I’m so excited!
I hear Paul getting ready to leave. He comes over to my desk and thanks me again about agreeing to help with Chicago. “Don’t stay too late,” he says.
“I won’t, I should be out of here soon.” He waves as he walks away.
Going through pages of contracts passes the time very swiftly. Looking up at the clock I see it’s after 6 already and I want to get to the department store to buy some lingerie for the weekend. Given my weekend plans were only confirmed yesterday, I haven’t had a chance to think about what I want to wear for my first real night with Adam. I realize I actually have lots of time, as they’re open until 9. I check my personal email again and there’s a reply from Adam. I am thrilled like a schoolgirl as I open it.
From: Adam Stone
To: Violet Cole
Subject: Re: Finally
Violet, sorry I’m just emailing back now. It’s been meeting after meeting again today. I’ll call you after 9 tonight. I miss you too and can’t wait to be with you this weekend, so until then…Adam.
He misses me and that makes me happy. I realize I’d better get a move on if I want to get home to take his call in private. There is a lot to choose from in the lingerie department. I decide on a cream bra and panty set in French lace and a silver satin robe for Friday night. For Saturday night, I choose a burgundy set; purity on Friday and some color for Saturday night. I can also pack the black set I had purchased before. I am pleased with my selections. It’s fun shopping for a purpose such as mine. I feel excited all the time and can’t stop smiling. Of course, there are deeper thoughts along with my desire to be with Adam. It’s all so surreal. Purchases in hand, I head home in a taxi.
It’s just after 9 when I get home. I turn on some lights and change out of my work clothes. Popping on the kettle, I realize I need to eat something, but what? I have some left over spaghetti from earlier in the week and pop it in the microwave. I eat mindlessly, hoping I can finish before Adam calls me. My phone rings and I answer it on the first ring.
“Hi Babe, how was your day?” Just hearing that voice makes me quiver.
“I had a good day, what about you?”
“Today has been both busy and productive, makes it very worthwhile. I have given a lot of thought to our weekend.” I sense he is smiling.
“Oh yeah? Do tell!”
“Well, pack for outdoors on Saturday and you won’t need clothes on Friday night.” I feel a craving for him instantly and my heart beats faster.
“Oh, that sounds enticing.”
“Yes, it does.” We both go silent for a moment, lost in our own private thoughts. The excitement of planning my deflowering is exhilarating to me and even more so with a confident and experienced man like him. I’m so glad I waited for the right man to come into my life. I come back to Earth when I hear Adam say, “I can pick you up from work if you want, or we can meet closer to the hotel. Oh, and bring something nice to wear for Saturday night as we’ll be going out.”
“Can we meet at the coffee shop? The one we had our first coffee at.”
“You’re really concerned about us being seen together. You really shouldn’t be. It’s no one’s business what we do. We’re both single. But for now, we’ll do it your way.”
“Thanks for understanding Adam. I still don’t think people will get why you’re with me. It’s more for you than me.”
“If that’s the case, I will pick you up from your office at 6 then. I’ve got to go Babe, I have a conference call at 9:30. I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.” He hasn’t given me a chance to protest. The phone goes dead. It’s his terms and his way. I shouldn’t be surprised.
Friday feels like Christmas, but on a much bigger scale. I check over the items that I’ve lain out on the bed: the new lingerie, satin robe, blue jeans, cotton shirt for Saturday, flat boots, heels, and a burgundy cocktail dress for Saturday night. I have also packed a small purse, make up and toiletry bag, and a change of clothes for Sunday.
I meticulously blow dry my hair straight, moisturize my skin, and apply a little of the higher end makeup I have. I remember to pack all of these items. Looking in the mirror, I am satisfied with the reflection staring back at me. I look at the clock, I had better get moving or I will be late.
Paul is in his office and on the phone when I arrive. He smiles when I look in and waves good morning. I wave back. I try to busy myself immediately. I need as much distraction as possible to get through today. My thoughts keep going back to Adam and me and the endless possibilities of what is to come. Lunch has finally come and gone. I am now clock watching. Paul hands me a stack of files, three for my review and the rest to be filed or shredded. Awesome, another welcomed distraction! Before I know it it’s almost 5. Just one hour left before I meet Adam.
I intentionally lag behind so that I can lock up the office. I don’t want to be seen with luggage, or be asked where I am going. Why am I so paranoid? It’s a Friday afternoon so there are no stragglers, and I’m the last one to leave just before 6. I set the alarm and lock the main office door. As I exit the building I don’t see Adam’s sexy black car out front. What I do see is Adam getting out of a white BMW SUV.
“Hi Babe,” he says with a smile. He takes my bag and puts it in the car. He looks delicious in his navy slim-fitting suit pants and white shirt with no tie. Wow, he’s almost all mine. He leans down and kisses me on the lips before opening my door so I can step up into the SUV. A hot surge rips through me just from his kiss.
“Hi, you have two cars?” I ask.
“This one has more trunk space.”
I nod. “Oh, yes it does. It’s nice!”
He smiles. “Thanks.
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“I did everything I could to keep myself extremely busy today.”
“Why is that?” I think, what a dumb question, and then realize he’s joking.
“I have been counting down the hours to be with you, silly.”
“Silly? I’ve been called worse, believe me.” He pulls into the hotel driveway and a valet comes to help with my bags. It seems appropriate that we are at the same high-end hotel where we ran into each other at brunch.
We enter the lobby of the hotel and I realize we’re not stopping to check in as we walk straight to the elevator. Adam presses the 17th floor button and as the doors close he releases my luggage and pulls me in for a more intimate kiss. My heartbeat quickens as I melt into him and feel his velvet tongue finding mine. I feel so lucky right now. As the elevator stops, he releases me and takes my bags. I follow him off the elevator and walk down the corridor to what must be our room. He opens the door and we enter a nice foyer. I can tell this not a regular hotel room, but a suite. He did say he would make my first time special and we’re off to a good start.
We enter a stylish living area with seating and a dining table. Adam puts my bag next to the table. “Come in and make yourself comfortable.” He walks over to a sideboard and pours two glasses of red wine. I realize there is soft music, jazz, playing in the background and a platter with a selection of cheeses, red grapes, and crackers. I am impressed with the suite and flattered he has done all of this for me. We sit together on the sofa. “Here we are Babe, finally. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
“Me too, it’s been both exciting and frustrating, having to wait that is.”
“Yes, I wanted you last week you know, but I always keep my promises and I really do want your first time to be memorable and special.”
“Thank you, Adam. I am very excited just being here with you. I have to confess I’m a little nervous as well. I’m sorry.” He takes the glass out of my hand and puts it on the table along with his glass. He then takes my hands in his.
“Violet, are you having second thoughts? It’s okay if you are. I don’t want to put any pressure on you. I’ll be disappointed, but would understand if you changed your mind. Like I said before, if you’re saving yourself for marriage….” I cut him off, as I have no second thoughts at all.
“Adam, this is what I want. It’s all I want in the world right now. Honestly. I want my first time to be with you. A man like you is what I have been dreaming about, I know that for sure.” My eyes are locked on his so he knows I mean every word.
“I’m just a man, Violet.”
“You’re way more than that to me. You are the man I want to be with for the very first time. You are brilliant and dedicated. You have a lot to be proud of. I still can’t believe you want to be with someone like me.” He pulls me to him and kisses me while his hands are in my hair. This all feels so good.
“Violet, you’re beautiful and kind. I hope the way I kiss you shows you how much I desire you. This whole weekend I have planned just for you because I want you very much. I really and truly want you.” I feel deep feelings for this man. I look up into his eyes. He runs his hand over my cheek and pulls me in for another long, passionate kiss.
“I believe you Adam, and it’s a dream come true for me. Thank you,” I say softly.
“Don’t thank me. You will be my first virgin. I find that quite intriguing you know. I look forward to what we can do together.” I know he is not nervous, unlike me. I suspect that nothing intimidates Adam, except maybe his concern about anything long term. He did make that clear from the beginning. Right now I don’t care; I only want him. I am certain he has the whole weekend played out in his mind. I just know it.
I lean in first for a kiss this time. My tongue explores his mouth. I want him to know how much I want him. How badly I want and need him right now. After we kiss, I lean back and just look around the room again. He hands me my glass of wine. His penetrating stare sends a shiver through me in all the right places. He raises his glass so we can toast the occasion. I never imagined so much planning and organization would be necessary for losing my virginity and with a powerful man like him.
“Here’s to a very memorable first weekend together,” he toasts.
We sip our wine and kiss in between. We are no longer conversing. It’s apparent we want to be together sooner than later. The sexual tension and desire between us is so obvious. Taking the glass from my hand, he reaches over to me and tilts my head so he can kiss me again. I can’t imagine ever getting tired of his kisses. He is kissing me harder now. His tongue finds mine, and this time his hands roam over my breasts. It feels like heaven being in his arms like this.
“Babe, I can’t wait to take you and then you’ll truly be mine.” I moan out loud as I hear that, I can’t help myself. He pulls me tighter and his tongue probes my mouth even deeper. His hands continue to move over my breasts, rubbing and gently squeezing. “Violet, I can’t wait any longer,” he sighs and stands up reaching for my hand.
“I need a minute to change. Can you wait just a few more minutes?”
He looks down at me and gives a most sexy smile. In a low tone he tells me, “Yes, but you have only five minutes before I kick that door down. There is a guest bathroom over there.” He points to a door off the living room.
My life is about to change. I take my bag and enter the bathroom to change. I’m still a little nervous, but also full of desire, I hurry myself to get ready.
The cream lace bra and panties suit my body and cling in all the right places. The satin robe is a nice touch; I wrap it around myself and begin my walk to the bedroom. I think to myself: This is it Violet, soon you will be a woman. As I slowly walk over I can see the door is slightly ajar. My first instinct is to knock, when I realize how naïve that will look. Instead, I open the door slowly and, feeling quite sexy, stand in the doorway. I open my robe so that the light is behind me and place one hand on my hip and make eye contact with Adam. Scanning the room quickly, I see there is candlelight, soft music playing on his iPod, and a king size bed in the middle of the room. Adam, my prince, is seated on the bed with just his navy blue suit pants on, his chest and feet are bare. He looks extremely sexy. As he notices me in the doorway, I can see his expression change to hunger and desire as he simply utters, “Wow.”
He jumps from the bed and pulls me towards him. As our lips meet, I feel his hand reach for my bum. He is exploring my body while kissing me passionately. The chemistry between us is breathtaking, all-encompassing. An observer could feel the energy between us it’s so strong. Any nervousness I had before has turned into pure passion. My mouth responds to his as my tongue is exploring too. The overwhelming sensations running through my body are deep and I feel so much desire. It’s no longer a fantasy. One hand is rubbing and squeezing my bum, the other moving up my back and down again. I am in heaven, lost in a moment I never ever want to forget. He moves behind me and slides the robe off my shoulders. I can feel it slide down my body before it hits the floor. All of a sudden I am in Adam’s arms as he carries me to the bed.
“You look very sexy and beautiful Violet.” He gently lays me down on the bed and just looks at me before he removes my bra. He does this effortlessly. He is full of desire and this is confirmed when I see his erection in his pants. He smiles as he kneels on the bed beside me and within seconds his mouth is over my erect nipple. “Ohh!” I cry out. The sensations start again, more intense than before. His warm breath over my nipple feels divine. He flicks his tongue over it quickly, then slowly. He moves to my other nipple and teases it too with his velvet tongue. I moan and breathe heavier. My hang-ups are gone. I want this man and I want him now. He continues to explore my breasts with his hands and begins to kiss me up and down my neck. It’s exhilarating. I reach down because I so want to touch his erection. Adam repositions himself so that he is lying on his side, giving me free reign to release his cock. He has left me to
undo his belt and his pants button, and to slowly lower the zipper. It’s sexy and hot. To my amazement his erect cock pops out at me. I so badly want to touch it and I carefully wrap my hands around him. He moans slightly. He allows me to hold him in my hands for a little while before he removes my panties and then his pants. His gaze roams over my body and mine over his. He is beautiful and I love what I see. Dark penetrating eyes, lips I can’t get enough of, a chest I want to bury my face in, strong arms I want wrapped around me, a muscular stomach to admire and kiss, an impressive cock I want to feel in all ways, long lean muscular legs, and even lovely feet. He is perfection from head to toe and wants me as much as I want him.
He croons, “Violet, you have an exquisite body.” He begins to trail kisses down my body all the way down to my feet. He kisses the tops of them and then slowly moves all the way up again, stopping to suck one of my nipples. He runs his tongue around it, over it and sucks it gently, there are so many hot pulsations shooting through me now. My eyes open and close, I am so lost in passion. He moves to my other nipple and sucks it gently before circling his tongue around it too. I moan it feels so exhilarating and sensual. I’m going to burst I am so full of desire. My body responds hungrily to his touch and it wants more, much more. When I think it can’t get any better, I realize that his tantalizing kisses are leading downward to my inner thighs. I gasp in anticipation. The heat is quickly rising in me. Within seconds he is alternating nibbles on the inside of my thighs, each nibble taking him higher and closer. He touches me there and I flinch, not in pain, but in utter delight. “You’re so wet, I like that.”
And then, I watch him place his head between my thighs and the first touch of his tongue sends earth-shattering feelings right through me. He begins to flick his tongue around and around so many times I can’t count. He is a master with his tongue and sizzling flames shoot up through me now. My body flares with each flick of his powerful tongue. I show this each time my hips rise and my bum clenches. “Ahhh,” I moan. It’s incredible what he is doing to me. He runs his tongue around, darting in and out of me. He groans and lifts his head up slightly and says in a very low sexy voice, “I told you, you were sweet. You taste so good.” My love juices are glistening on his cheeks. I moan again. The sight of his face makes we want to come instantly, but he keeps taking me close and then moving his tongue just before I release. It’s a combination of pleasure and pain.
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