“Kate, I need your key.”
She didn’t say anything in return, just raised her clutch to me. I opened it and grabbed her key, but as I did, I caught a little glimpse of something in a little pocket on the side. Was that a... condom? Had she been planning ahead? Or was it just in there from another occasion?
I had no way of knowing, but it gave me a little hope. Opening her door, I scooped her back up and helped her inside, setting her down on the couch. I fetched her some water and rummaged around her cupboard to find some aspirin.
“Here, Kate, you need to take this. It’ll make your head hurt less in the morning.” I helped her drink the water. “Good girl. Now, time for bed. Come on.”
Walking to her closed bedroom door, I swung it open, but as she stepped through, she turned to face me, sending her off balance. I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to me. “You need to be careful, little one. You’re going to hurt yourself.”
She giggled at me and slid her hands up my chest, resting them on my shoulders. I groaned inwardly. She was beginning to get a little carried away, most of which I was sure she wouldn’t remember in the morning.
The sooner I got her into bed, the sooner she would be sleeping and I could put some distance between us. “Let’s sit you on the bed and I will help you with your shoes. Okay?”
I took a moment to appreciate the view of Kate sitting on her bed in that dress with skirt hiked up teasingly. “You like?” she murmured to me, a cheeky little smile on her lips.
“You know I do, but you are drunk. I won’t take advantage of you, Kate. I want you, but I want you to be sober and wanting me just as badly.” She pouted and I quickly rid her of her shoes. “Do you have any t-shirts?”
She pointed at a drawer, so I reached over to pulled one out and put it over her head. This was the only way I was going to be able to maintain any self control. As I stood her up and told her to turn around, I unlaced her dress and let it fall to the floor, careful not to look at the path it took or the skin that it exposed. Once the dress was off, I practically shoved her into bed and threw the blanket over her.
“Goodnight, Kate.” I didn’t even wait for an answer; I shut her door and returned myself to the living room.
I wasn’t sure if I should go or if I should stay to make sure she was okay through the night. Frankly, she had surprised me by not heaving up the contents of her stomach on the way home.
After a few minutes of deliberating, I decided to stay put, just in case she needed me. I texted my driver to leave then settled into Kate’s less than stellar couch. It was okay for sitting, but to sleep? Not a chance.
I peeked back in to her room. She lay there peacefully, her hair splayed across the pillow. I closed her door quietly and made my way back to the couch with a sigh.
In only a few hours, this magnificent woman had charmed her way into everyone’s good graces and practically secured me a new account. Plus, she had successfully driven me completely mad with need in the process. I finally found myself a not-so-bad position to lie in, and at some point in the wee hours of the morning, I found sleep.
Ugh, I did not feel good. My stomach churned, and my mouth felt as though I had swallowed sand. I cracked my eyes open as little as possible to survey where I was. When I saw my bathrobe on the back of the door, I opened them a little more, my own familiar surroundings greeting me.
My head was spinning a little and my body ached. Served me right for foolishly drinking so much. I looked down at the t-shirt I was wearing... details were fuzzy. How had I got here? Oh right, Ben must have... Oh no! I quickly looked around the room for signs of Ben. A huge sigh of relief left me when I realized there were none.
I needed the washroom; maybe a shower would rejuvenate me. As I climbed slowly out of bed, I noticed my dress on the floor beside the bed. How had I gotten that off? I was definitely not liking that my memory was so hazy. Opening up my bedroom door, I emerged into the living room, where I quickly halted in the tracks. What was Ben doing sleeping on my couch? I was only in a t-shirt and knew I should run, but I needed just a moment to watch him. He looked so peaceful and much younger, as if all the world’s problems that he held on his shoulders had disappeared. It was easy to forget how young he really was and how much he was responsible for. His hair was deliciously disheveled, and I actually wanted to give in and run my fingers through it. Somehow, I managed to keep my senses, grabbed my robe, and headed to the shower.
When I eventually came back into the living room, Ben was lounging on the couch, his feet on my coffee table. “Good morning, sunshine. How do you feel?” he asked me.
I smiled sheepishly at him. “Better than I deserve to feel. What are you doing here?”
“Well, I was going to go home, but I was a little worried about you so I stayed.”
“Yeah, I drank quite a bit there. Oh no...” I realized I had gone and done the same thing Ben had told me about that had ruined things for him in the past. “Oh, God, Ben, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to drink so much. You must be pretty pissed.”
Surprisingly, he laughed. “Are you kidding? Woman, you were amazing last night. Not only did you charm Mr. and Mrs. Kent, but you also helped move things along with Mr. Allen. I agree, you were nuts to try taking on Mr. Allen as a drinking partner, but wow. Everyone, and I mean everyone, was impressed by you.”
I let out the breath I had been holding. “Really? You aren’t angry?”
“Did I at all seem angry last night?”
Uh oh. “Well, to be honest, my memory is a little hazy.”
Ben smiled, but not just a normal smile; no, there was something else behind it. “That doesn’t surprise me. You don’t remember anything?”
“I remember drinking with Mr. Allen, and then things kind of go blank. Please tell me I did not make a complete ass of myself. Ugh, I did, didn’t I?”
Ben tried not to laugh, but to no avail. “I promise you were not an ass. You have a very nice ass, though...”
“WHAT?! Oh, God.” What had I done?
“I am kidding, Kate, honest. You were fine. You did get a little touchy, and even a little cheeky, but nothing happened for you to be ashamed of. I must say that those heels made your legs look amazing. You should wear them again sometime.”
With the new details, some pieces were coming back to me. I had flirted with him! “Did you help me into bed?”
When Ben nodded, I felt my cheeks get so hot, they felt as though they were ready to burst into flames. “Nothing happened, and I saw nothing. You wore the shirt before anything came off. I had my eyes averted for the rest. As I told you last night, I do want you, Kate, but I am a gentleman. I only want you when you’re sober and wanting me back. Until then, I’ll wait.”
I sunk into the couch beside him. “You really are a gentleman. Thank you for that.”
Ben stood and headed to the door. “I had better get going. I’m in need of a shower myself. Call if you need me. Otherwise, I will see you on Monday.”
I watched Ben walk out the door, and then for what seemed like hours, I just watched the door. He hadn’t tried anything.
I picked up my phone and called Jen.
“Allo?”
“Ugh, I wish Ben wasn’t my boss!”
Jen giggled. “Tell me all about it...”
I met Kate outside the club. She, as always, looked amazing. It was Thursday evening, and I must have jerked off at least fifty times in the past few days since the Christmas party. The memory of her sitting on her bed, showing her legs to me, was one of the hottest things I had seen in a long time, and I couldn’t seem to get it out of my head.
Tonight was going to be different. I wanted it to be unlike any other time I had just brought her here to the club, which meant I would be treading on new territory and introducing a new setting.
Watching her walk up to me, my body tensed with the need to touch her. She leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Good evening, Sir.” Her cheeks were flushed, her voice breathy.
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bsp; “Mmm, good evening, Kate. I have a fun night planned for us. Are you ready?”
She nodded her approval and hooked her arm through mine. I started to walk away from the club, and Kate hesitated. “Are we not going inside?”
I shook my head and hailed a cab. “I have a different plan. As much as I very much enjoy the club, I want something that the club can’t provide tonight. Trust me?” Again, Kate nodded. I hailed a cab, and soon, we were heading to a nearby hotel. She looked questioningly as me. “Trust me.”
We walked through the lobby, receiving some looks at the masks we were wearing. Before the door was even closed on our room, I had my mouth pressed firmly over hers.
“I have missed you, Kate. I feel like I have been going through withdrawals.” I pushed away from her, hearing a whimper escape her mouth. “A little more patience, angel. I want you to strip for me.” I sat back on the edge of the bed and undid my belt, before unclasping the button and unzipping my pants. I pulled out my already hard cock and slowly stroked it a couple of times, while Kate watched me like a hawk.
“I said strip, Kate. If you want this anywhere near you tonight, you had better listen.”
Kate was in an instant frenzy; coat dropped to the floor, her blouse buttons rushed open. She flicked off her shoes. I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my face at her eagerness.
“Slow down, Kate. I want you to reveal the rest of your body slowly. Come a little closer before you continue.”
She was within arm’s reach. I undid her pants and motioned for her to turn around. With a little smolder, Kate pushed her pants down over her ass; underneath, a lacy black thong met my gaze. “God, you are so fucking sexy.” She bent further down to remove her pants, and I was rewarded with the most amazing view of her barely covered pussy, the cloth visibly wet. My hands had a mind of their own, grabbing her glorious ass, and I let my thumb graze her sex. She moaned loudly.
“All right, enough of this. I have some other plans that I have been dying for, and I want you in the bathroom now.”
I removed the rest of my clothes and joined her there. The bathroom was spacious, exactly the reason I had chosen it. The shower stall could easily fit six people into it and had a bench on one end to sit on, should we so choose. I held up a piece of cloth I had pulled from my pocket. “I want you to wear this blindfold. I’m pretty sure you will agree that our anonymity is part of the fun, so I will leave the room while you replace your mask with this. When you are ready, I want you to start the shower.”
I removed my mask and returned when I heard the water running, finding Kate waiting for me outside the stall, blindfolded as instructed. “You were waiting on me?”
“Yes, Sir, I’m not able to see with this blindfold. I felt I should wait for you.”
“Good girl. Okay, step in now, Kate, and let the fun begin.”
She smiled widely when I held her arm, and took a hesitant step inside, adjusting so I could join her. The water was hot and soothing. Normally, I would stay under the stream and soak, but Kate very easily erased all of those desires. I only wanted to be deep inside her.
I lathered a large sponge and began to wash her back. Pulling her back against me, so I could reach around to wash her front, I pressed my cock into the crease of her ass.
“Oh, please, Sir, I need you inside me.”
“I know, you impatient little minx. But first, I want to finish washing you. Spread your legs for me.”
She did as I asked, shivering and moaning as I used my fingers to wash her folds. I moved around to her front and lifted her leg to rest on the shower’s metal handrail.
“Hold on, Kate, and don’t move.” I lowered myself to the shower floor and wasted no time burying my face into her sweet heat. She gasped loudly and leaned heavily into the wall. I sucked Kate’s clit feverishly, and she let out a squeal of delight, so I raised my hand and slid two fingers into her dripping pussy. Clearly, she had missed me as much as I had missed her. My attack on her was intense and unrelenting, and it was only a minute before she began to shake.
“Oh, God… uh… Sir, I’m going to come!”
I held her hips firmly and continued my assault until she screamed loudly as her orgasm ripped through her. “I have been dying to do that you, angel,” I told her as I stood. She leaned forward and rested her head against my chest as she came down from her high.
“Amazing. Thank you, Sir.”
“You can show your appreciation now. Get on your knees.” She lowered herself down, and I rested my hand on her head. “Open you mouth for me.”
That ignited her. She licked her luscious lips and allowed me to guide myself inside her. She grabbed hold and began her own assault. My words had unleashed something in her, so much so that I had to slow her down. It was too good, and I was so damn deprived; I was afraid I would be a thirty-second man.
“Whoa, baby. You are incredible at that.”
She flicked her tongue across the head and moved her way down, sucking my balls into her hot mouth. Heaven – the only word I could use to describe it.
I was coming close to my own release and really wanted to do it all down the front of this beautiful woman, to temporarily mark her as mine. I pulled back and palmed my cock. “Open your mouth, Kate.” Two strokes and I was shooting my load all over her breasts, in her mouth, and down her throat.
She swallowed what I had gotten in her mouth, smiling in contentment. Then she reached up and began to rub my cum further across her body. I hadn’t even had a chance to come down from my high, but the sight of her right then was so erotic my cock instantly began to harden again.
“That is so hot, you have no idea.”
“I’m a very dirty girl, Sir… a very bad, dirty girl. I’m sorry for having gotten so dirty.”
Ah, this woman was perfect. “Sorry doesn’t cut it, I’m afraid. I think you need to be taught a lesson. Stand up and turn around, hands on the bench in front of you.” I guided her to where I wanted her. “Spread your legs.” My mouth actually began to water as I grabbed her hip and quickly swatted her ass, causing her to yelp. “Maybe a spanking will teach you to not get so dirty in the future. Don’t you agree, Kate?”
“Oh, yes, Sir. If you think it will teach me, Sir.”
I noticed her breathing start to become shallow. Looking at her pussy, I saw it was dripping with anticipation. “Ten swats is what we will go with today, I think, Kate.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You will count, and you will stroke my cock while you do so. Give me your hand.”
She grabbed hold and began my hand job. I lightly smacked first her left cheek – one – and then her right – two. Her breathing was already jagged. I continued the count – three, four, five, six – without pause. Pushing her hand back down onto the bench, I reached just outside the shower door for a condom. I rubbed her now reddening skin lightly, then eased up a bit for swats seven and eight, and immediately entered two fingers into her waiting pussy.
She cried out, “Oh, God, yes!” and I could wait no longer. I quickly delivered the last two smacks, removing my fingers, moved behind her, and plunged deep inside. Her loud cry matched my own grunt of ecstasy. I began to pound in and out of her.
“Good girl, Kate. You… ugh… did so well.” I could feel her tightening inside, release coming quickly for both of us. Reaching around, I pressed my finger tightly against her clit. “Come for me, Kate.” She needed no further encouragement. She screamed and convulsed, milking my cock to my own release.
I quickly disposed of the condom and returned to Kate, pulling her in my arms as we sank to the floor. “I have dreamt of that for quite some time now.”
“That was... wow, Sir.”
After a few moments, I suggested, “We should get cleaned up, I think. You really are dirty, and I’m going to enjoy washing you again.”
Kate smiled as we stood. True to my word, I washed every inch of her. When I turned the water off, I wrapped her in a large white towel before grabbing one for
myself. “I am going to go in the other room so we can both put our masks back on. Just knock when you’re done.”
A soft knock came moments later, and Kate joined me to dress. When we were ready, we headed back out to catch a cab and return to where we had met, dropping me off. I paid the cabbie generously to get her home safely.
With a quick kiss goodnight, she was gone.
I walked into the deserted office on Saturday morning. It was time to get caught up on some of the outstanding issues sitting on my desk, practically burning a hole into it. Saturday was actually the best time to work at the office; it was incredibly quiet, and there was no need to dress up. I turned the corner and settled in at my desk, when I heard shuffling coming from Kate’s office. Determined to find out who was responsible, I made my way over and swung the door open, rather hard to be perfectly honest. A muffled yelp responded when it hit something in its path.
“What the hell?!” Kate stepped from behind the door, holding her head, a large scowl on her face.
I was instantly horrified. “Oh my God, are you all right? I am so sorry, Kate. I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Who were you expecting exactly, the boogie man?” Okay, Kate was pretty pissed.
I took her by the arm, against her protests, walked her over to the couch in my office, and sat her down. “I really am terribly sorry, Kate. Honest, I thought there was someone in there rummaging through our files. I was trying for the element of surprise, which I obviously got, but I did not mean to hurt you in the process. Please forgive me.” Going over to the bar, I grabbed the ice pack that I had stored in the tiny freezer and brought it back for her head.
“Thank you.” She sighed, leaning back to rest her head on the couch.
“Do you need a doctor?” I hoped it hadn’t caused a concussion.
“No, no, I’ll be fine. What are you doing here anyway?”
“I decided to come in and catch up on some outstanding work that I have been putting off. The holidays are approaching, and I always like to start fresh in the new year.”
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