Laura and John Ch. 6: Wet Dreams in the Daylight
The preceding chapters in this series were written under the author name of Erotica by J & G. New name, same author!
As the next few weeks passed, Laura and John continued to explore their D/s relationship, although somewhat inconsistently. There were days when almost no sexual contact occurred between them and this troubled Laura, although she did not feel permitted to question it. From his actions, it seemed to her that John never wavered in his interest and lust for her, but sometimes… he seemed distracted by some factor outside themselves and the adventure they shared.
Today, thankfully though, was not one of “those” days. As Laura entered the office, she heard John humming cheerfully along with the radio and her pulse quickened.
“Come in, love, and hurry! I have news!” he beckoned to her. Joining him, she leaned against his desk as he continued. “The keynote speaker at a conference downstate has cancelled and I have been asked to fill in. I will need you to make travel arrangements immediately.”
The sickening sinking feeling in her stomach was almost her undoing. Bowing her head, Laura nodded and replied, “Right away, Sir. Any preference on your accommodations?”
John, at first confused by her crestfallen expression, suddenly understood and, taking her hand, corrected himself. “OUR accommodations, Laura. I want you to go with me. Can you leave with me tomorrow morning?”
“Yes, YES!” She flung her arms around his neck and pressing her soft cheek to his, she whispered “For a moment, I thought you were pleased at the prospect of being away from me. I am so relieved, Sir!”
“What I am pleased with is the thought of us being able to spend three days together. My commitment to the conference will only take an hour or two a day. You better take your vitamins, eat your Wheaties, and prepare yourself. “He whacked her solidly on the ass as they smiled at one another.
Laura hustled around the office, making their flight and hotel reservations and working with John on his speech. He paced back and forth behind Laura, seated at her desk, while she typed his dictation. By mid-afternoon, they both felt the speech was as good as they could make it and were well satisfied with the results. Leaning over her shoulder, he read the final draft and becoming aware of her tantalizing perfume for the first time that day, he planted a lingering kiss on her neck, just above the sparkling gold chain, his tongue trailing over her warm skin causing her to tremble noticeably.
“By the way… you’ll need to pack our toy box, “he whispered as he nibbled on her ear.
Leaning her head back against his stomach, “Yes, Sir,” was all she could manage to reply. She was almost positive she felt his hardening cock against the back of her head. Twirling her chair around so that she faced him, the bulge in his pants confirmed her suspicion.
“Remember what I said about my zipper?”
Nodding, she licked her suddenly dry lips and leaned forward. Grasping the tab of the zipper in her teeth, she struggled to tug it downward. After several false starts, she managed it, but wished she could have accomplished the task with at least some grace.
Stroking her hair in approval, John murmured, “It will become easier with practice, my love.”
Unbuckling his belt and the button of his pants, he pushed them along with his briefs to the floor. Laura was at eye level with his bobbing erection and she squirmed in her chair, almost hoping he’d command her to ride the vibrator once more. However, it was not to be this time. Pulling her from her seat, he ordered her to remove her blouse and bra and stretch out on the floor. With a questioning look, she slipped to the floor and reclined, waiting.
