It's the year end and I have tons of work to complete for the annual report of R&D Department of my company. I have been working late at nights for the past few days. It is therefore obvious that I could not give time to us. You look out for other options - hanging out with friends for a drink or two, luncheons, dinner parties and stuff. One night you come home late and find me on my desk still working. It is clear from your breath and your way of walking that you are drunk to an extent that is beyond the socially acceptable level in a dinner party. You come and stand by my chair as I work, lean forward and kiss me on cheek. You kiss me gently on my lips as you come forward and sit in my lap. Just when the kiss becomes an intense one, I pull back because I have work to do. I obviously expect you to understand that year ends can be pretty tedious and that work becomes my priority.
You leave the room, and come back after a while wearing a sexy red (and no need to point out but terribly hot) Victoria's Secret that I gifted you on our anniversary. You stand by the door waiting for me to just look at you and you could seduce me with that gesture of biting your lip. As it turns out, I do look at you standing and seducing me with the sexiest eyes and a look on your face wanting me to tear that lingerie of you in as nasty way as possible. I do express my arousal (or rather some part of my body does for sure), but I put away that thought as there is a lot of work to be done. You do not mind my gesture and come inside, lie on the bed with your back facing upwards. You lift your legs and swing them playfully as your tight ass shakes with the motion of your legs.
Sure I am aroused, but a bit annoyed at the same time now as you should understand my situation and not make it worse for me. So I motion with my hand for you to stop doing that. You comply. After an interval of about 5 minutes, you take out a bottle of lavender oil and start rubbing some on your flawlessly waxed legs. You stretch your legs doing so, intentionally offering me a clear view of your panties. You bend to rub oil on your ankles and your cleavage becomes visible as you do so. Well, that is the point that I get finally frustrated/irritated/annoyed - not because of all the seduction, but because I could not do anything about it. I rise up from my chair, come to you, hold you by your arms and look in your eyes and upbraid you. It rarely happens that I yell at you and when I do so, you usually get a bit terrified and (more literally than figuratively) start shivering.
"I must ensure that this never happens."
"No it won't."
"Still, you deserve to be penalized."
I storm off the room and return back with some ribbons.
"You will do exactly as I command."
"But do I..."
"DO EXACTLY AS I COMMAND!"
You hesitatingly nod.
"Lie down on bed facing me."
As you do so, I tie your hands with the ribbons to the bedpost. I make you stretch your legs, remove my shirt and sit on the bed just in front of your stretched legs. I lean forward, look into your eyes and kiss you on lips. I cup your boobs and pinch your nipples as I kiss you hard. You want to hold me, run hands on my back and through my hair, feel every bit of me as I kiss you and play with your nipples. I slide my left hand down your cleavage till your belly and a bit down, just when your legs shake and you lift your hips up as if greatly stimulated by my finger.
"Seems you can't control your legs either."
And I tie your legs to the bedpost as well. Then undoing your panties, I rub your clit. You moan as I rub it, you want to move your legs and hands complementing the pleasure you are receiving at your vagina, so you shake as I rub your clit. I come close and kiss you as I rub your clit harder. You are already wet there and realize that in no time you will succumb to the pleasure building up and let go of it to experience a trembling orgasm. Even the thought makes you more wet. You bite my lip as I rub harder, clearly showing your desperation to hold me tight as I do it. You moan loud as you near the climax. I use my other hand to cup your boobs and press your already hard nipples to multiply the pleasure. Your vagina muscles start to contract wanting to enjoy the pleasure a little longer. With each stroke of my finger your muscles tighten, your kiss intensifies and you moan louder. You raise your hips as your thigh muscles become tight clearly indicating your mental, psychological and physical state - you want me to go on so bad. Juices have already started flowing from your within as you kiss me too hard. This is it. Just one brush of my finger and you will cum.