I was going to fuck her. I was going to make her body feel things she didn’t know possible and all whilst I looked her firmly in the eyes. There would be no need for a blindfold this time. The time for that game was over. I could finally release the weeks of pent up need; my need to fuck her hard and have her submit her entire body to me. To know she knew who I was, and all without any implications to her career.
I was going to enjoy every fucking second of it.
***
After I’d headed out of the office, I went straight to my favourite lingerie store in town. I’d had my eye on an expensive French style, agent provocateur, bra and panties set for quite some time, but costing over £200, I had always thought it too much to spend. I felt I had reason on this occasion, after all, I had just been told I’d got the promotion, but mostly I was going to find out for sure who my mystery man was.
My body visibly trembled when I thought of what Mark might do to me. He may have thought it was going to be a total surprise, but he didn’t know that when my blindfold had slipped in the storeroom, I had seen his shoes.
Luckily, I had tried the lingerie on in the past, so I didn’t have to waste time finding out what size I needed. That was probably for the best, as I had juice covering my legs from my panty-less, wet pussy. The egg was still in place and gently buzzing; driving me crazy.
I got a few admiring looks from a few men on the way walk home. I don’t know if I was being paranoid thinking that somehow they could sense my anticipation, or perhaps it was the look in my eyes that was giving away my secret. Whatever the reason for my extra attention, when I got home I felt sexier than I had before my journey; if that was at all possible.
I reluctantly removed the egg and after showering and preparing myself, I slipped into my newly purchased lingerie. The light black lace fitted my body perfectly, accentuating my figure and somehow making me feel more exposed than when I was naked. It drew the eye to the curves of my hips and round fullness of my breasts.
I didn’t feel that my excitement needed adding to, but I didn’t want to disappoint, so I slipped the egg back inside my soaked pussy. I put my raincoat over the top of my sexy undies, tying the belt securely. I left for the apartment.
***
I knew she wouldn’t be late. I knew she’d follow every one of my instructions; I had seen it in her the very first time I laid eyes on her. I looked at the clock and my cock twitched with the anticipation. Soon, I would get to do all the things I had been planning. I took a sip of scotch and felt it warm its way down to my already burning insides.
Yes, I was going to enjoy unleashing everything I had on this woman. I was going to make her scream and cry out in ecstasy, until she begged me to stop, because she could take no more. I couldn’t wait to see the look in her eyes, as she came all over my cock while I fucked her furiously.
The intercom buzzed, notifying me that she had arrived.
“Let the fun begin.”
***
My finger had hovered over the intercom button; I wanted this, every fibre of my body was telling me I needed this, but my mind was having last minute doubts.
“Is this a good idea, Jayne?” I asked myself. “This could make things awkward at work. Was it really a good idea to sleep with the boss?”
I shook my head to clear the thoughts. I had already done so much; I convinced myself that this wasn’t going to make much difference. I really did want this. Taking a deep breath, I pressed the intercom button. I waited for what felt like forever. My heartbeat was pounding in my ears and the butterflies in my stomach fluttered about so much, that I was glad I hadn’t had a chance to eat anything.
When I heard the footsteps approaching from the other side of the door, thoughts of me bolting entered my head, but my feet stayed rooted to the spot. This was it. After weeks of waiting I was going to find out who my mystery man was.
I was practically hyperventilating when I heard the chain being taken off. Time seemed to be slowing down. I heard the lock being turned and my heart palpitated in my chest. My head went light when I heard the handle being turned. There was a moment of concern that I might pass out; I had images of him opening the door to see me flat out on the floor, but somehow I managed to stay upright.
The door opened.
I gasped loudly, unable to keep the shock from being audible.
“You!”
I just stood staring. I was in total shock. I had been so sure, but I’d got it totally wrong.
“Ed,” I said out loud, more to try and clear my confused mind.
“Jayne,” he mimicked back. “You going to come in, or are you just going to stand at my doorway with that adorable shocked looked on your face?”
I walked in, as he stepped aside. Dazed, I made my way by autopilot through the entrance hall, until I was stood in the large, light and modern living area of the apartment. I turned to look at Ed, still confused.
“You seem like you were expecting someone else to open that door. I hope you’re not disappointed it’s me?”
“Yes. No, I mean…” I struggled to think what to say. “I was expecting someone else, but no, no, I’m not disappointed. It just doesn’t make sense.”
“There’s plenty of time to explain. We have all night.”
There was a something in his tone when he said the last part of that statement, which made my knees weaken and feel like they might give way. The shock of discovering Ed at the door had almost made me forget the reason I was there, but with his eyes roaming my body, the heat in the room seemed to go up several degrees.
He went over to the drinks stand and poured two glasses of wine. I watched him as he brought it over to me. God, he looked sexy. He was wearing a suit that he’d worn at work before, but somehow he looked different. His rugged good looks and carefree air about him that I found so attractive at the office was there, but there was something different about his sparkling blue eyes.
He always carried himself with an air of confidence around the office, but this wasn't the same. I’d never seen him like that before. With thoughts of how he’d treated me with the notes and the times we’d spent together when I was blindfolded, my pussy leaked more juice into my newly purchased knickers.
I gladly took the drink and practically emptied the glass in one gulp, all under the intense gaze of Ed.
“Can I take your coat?” Ed asked.
“I…I…erm.”
I suddenly felt really self-conscious and wished I’d at least put a dress on. I think Ed must’ve twigged what was beneath the coat, as his eyes darkened with lust.
“Let me rephrase that,” he said his voice low and firm. “Take your coat off, Jayne.”
I could feel the intense power of his words; just like I had when I’d read his notes. He was showing me a side that wasn’t visible in our office lives. Just like with his notes, I wanted to please him. My hands went to the belt of my coat.
I may have felt a little lost, but I knew I could do this. I knew I could let out the girl that he'd seen in the storeroom. I pulled my shoulders back and stood straight. Looking him firmly in the eyes, my breathing deepened as our mutual arousal built.
I slowly pulled at the belt, allowing the bow to slowly untie. I could see the appreciation in his eyes, as I slowly undid the belt and started to unbutton from the top of the coat down. With each button, more of my peachy skin was revealed. When all the buttons were undone, I walked slowly towards him, my heels lightly clicking against the high polished oak flooring.
When I reached him, I turned so my back faced him. I felt him brush my hair to the side. He slid his fingers under my collar; his fingertips brushed across the soft skin of my neck. The hairs stood to attention. He gently peeled the coat off my shoulders. The cool air of the apartment hit my warm skin. The sudden change in temperature and my ever growing lust caused my body to shudder and millions of little goose bumps appeared on my skin.
I heard him throw my coat over the chair that was next to him. A small shocked gasp escaped my lips when his hands glided down my arms. I leaned my head back against his chest, delighting in the luxury of his soft touch against my skin. The smell of his aftershave filled my senses and for a moment I was transported back into the conference room.
“Walk back over there and turn around. I want to look at you,” he instructed with a firm, but sexy tone in my ear.
Feeling light headed from his touch, the lack of food and alcohol consumed, I tried to make my way as steadily as possible across the room. I could feel his eyes on my body, watching my full round ass move, as I walked in my heels away from him.
I stopped when I got to the sofa and turned around slowly.
His eyes seemed to take in every part of my body. I was thrilled to see the bulge begin to grow in his trousers. I felt so sexy with his eyes on me. I don’t think I’ve ever felt sexier. With a naughty little grin on my face, I started to stroke my hands up and down abdomen. My hips slowly started to sway.
I don’t know what had come over me, but suddenly I wanted to tease this man, show him what a naughty girl I could be. My hands came up and cupped my full breasts; the feel of the soft lace under my fingers. I could feel that my nipples were as hard as bullets under my bra. My head tipped back slightly, as my hand stroked up my neck.
I slowly stripped out of my bra, leaving me in the small drenched thong and heels. I’d never been so daring in my life, but it felt good. I know he was allowing me to feel like I had the power for a time, and secretly I looked forward to the moment that he took it back from me, but I was enjoying my sensual striptease.
I turned and bent over at the waist. Looking back over my shoulder at him, I slowly started to peel the thong down my round buttocks. I heard him groan, as my glistening hot sex and puckered little star were revealed to him.
I cried out in shock when I felt him come up silently behind me. He roughly ripped the panties from my body. In any other circumstance I think I would have been thinking about the fact that he’d just destroyed a £50 pound pair of knickers, but I was too overcome with desire to give a shit about that at that particular moment.
***
She had looked so cute, stood in my doorway with such a shocked expression on her face. But, it hadn’t taken her long to settle. When the sexy little bitch had performed a sultry, slowly, striptease for me, I struggled to maintain my composure.
At the sight of her drenched pussy and tight little asshole in front of me, I lost control. She looked so fucking sexy when she bent forward, looking back at me over her shoulder, with such a look of dark lust in her eyes. What was a man supposed to do?
My cock was rock solid and ready to fuck, but I need to taste her first. I ripped the expensive looking thong from her body, the sound of tearing fabric only increasing my desire. I could smell her intoxicating scent. My mouth watered at the idea of plunging my tongue deep inside her soaked cavern.
I crouched down behind her, eyes level with her saturated cunt. This girl was amazing and without being told, she bent forward and spread her cheeks for me; offering herself to me.
At any other time I might’ve gone slow and teased her until she was on the edge and begging me, but I was too far gone for those sorts of games. I needed to taste her cum on my tongue, I needed to feel my cock slip down her throat and I needed to fuck her until she screamed my name.