While driving into Manhattan, Eric anticipates connecting with what he expects to be his latest sexual conquest, Desiree. He wonders if there is actually genuine connection between them. He also fears that between his work schedule and other commitments, she will want more of his time than he can offer. Moreover, he is apprehensive about involving himself with someone he does business with. Turning on Lexington Ave, he decides that it's worth the risk. After all, Desiree promises to be a good submissive.
Eric is a successful, defense attorney with a very busy New York City law practice. Desiree, his personal accountant works slavishly for him. In his mid 40's, he maintains an athletic physique. At 6'2" with sandy blonde hair and brown eyes, he is impressive and a bit intimidating in court.
Desiree is a sexy "BBW" as they say on the personal ads and porn sites. She likes to wear her clothes a little on the tight side, typically allowing her slacks to hug her crotch. She enjoys hinting at her constant desires.
Naturally, Eric is apprehensive about getting involved with his accountant of several years. He often left her office thinking to himself, "Hmm, I bet she would be a great fuck!" His reluctance to mix business with pleasure kept him from making a move.
Desiree, on the other hand, has been through a series of unfulfilling relationships. Being single and never married at age 39 leads her to question her ability to connect with a man. It is quite by chance that they come together on this Thursday morning.
On Wednesday afternoon, Eric requested Desiree's personal email address to send her some documents that had to be faxed to the IRS first thing in the morning. He was friendly and a little flirty in the email, expressing his gratitude for all she has done for him over the years. Eric wrote, "Thanks again for taking care of this on such short notice. If there's ever anything that I can do for you, just let me know."
Desiree, feeling lonely and a bit horny responded, "I just might take you up on that offer. I have a new red kimono that I need a professional opinion on!" She surprised herself with her boldness but thought, "What the fuck! He's attractive, single and just a little dangerous in many ways. He might be challenging, but fun." She knew Eric had a string of girlfriends and she secretly wanted to be one of them. She had no interest in commitment. She just wanted to feel his apparent power up close and personal.
As they continued their email exchange that night, Desiree hinted at her history of pleasing men in whatever way they wanted. She connected it to her work life explaining, "Why do you think I work so hard for you? It's my way of serving you, and frankly, there's a sexual turn on in that for me."
Eric replied, "Well, sweetheart, you can serve me anytime you like." He went further, "I have some little quirks when it comes to these kinds of things."
"Oh..." she emailed back simply.
Eric responded, "Well, a big turn for me is to discuss before hand the scenario I want to play out with my lovers. For example, I think you are very sweet, and so if we ever hooked up, I would ask that you flavor your pussy with honey for me!"
Desiree's responded with a simple one word email, "ok."
Eric arranged to clear his schedule for the following Thursday morning so he could enjoy a mid-morning romp with Desiree. He never experienced the pleasures of a full figured woman, but found the thought of it very exciting. He is tired of the little office waifs, and had his fill of bored housewives trying to maintain their youthful appearance with Pilates, jogging, and dieting. He sees Desiree as a "real woman". He is also turned on by how savvy she is with his finances.
On the way to see her, he fantasizes about her willingness to go along with his little scheme. He knows from experience that there are few women who are willing to connect with him in the way that he seems to need to connect. The world of perversity is not a world that everyone inhabits.
In reality, both Desiree and Eric are classically perverse individuals. Both are well versed in the language of perversion and the language of love. They know the difference and often live in both worlds. They both understand that perversions are distortions of love, and yet, for them, perverse acts are necessary components of a loving relationship.
Eric's ex-wife left him mostly because he continued to make unusual sexual requests of her. In Eric's mind, asking his ex-wife to take pictures of her while urinating, making a video of her masturbating, or requesting she greet him at the front door blindfolded with her hands tied behind her back, provided her the opportunity to show her love and devotion to him.
He instinctively sensed how much Desiree craved those things that good girls don't even dare to dream about. In his experience, good girls, like Desiree, are the most perverted of all. Eric believes that the more "goodness" women display to others, the more intense are the hidden perverse wishes. In his mind, the beauty of Desiree lies in the fact that her perversions are so well defended that in real life, one would never suspect them. In fact, he was right. Desiree needs to be defined by her yearnings, but can't find anyone who knows how to truly speak her language.
Desiree thought long and hard about how she wanted the mid-morning encounter to go. When Eric arrived at her Lexington Avenue apartment, he found a note on the door, folded neatly, instructing him to let himself in and come to the bedroom. When he reaches the bedroom door, Desiree is sprawled casually on the bed, sipping a glass of wine, wearing the red kimono she mentioned in her email. She leaves just enough of her ample thigh exposed, and allows the neckline to casually drift open in an effort to peak his interest.
Eric wonders whether she followed through with his request for a honey flavored pussy. He sensed that she would comply but never dreamed at how she would go about it. It turned out that Desiree is a submissive with an edge. Ultimately, she wants to be in control, but does so from the vantage point of the submissive. She is expert at playing this role, a role she played many times before for less desirable lovers. She knows how to position herself, knows what makes men hunger for her, and works it to an art form.
Not only did she lace her vagina with honey, she also dribbled some of the sticky sweetness on her meaty labia and her inner thigh. Just before Eric arrived, she rubbed her pussy, and stroked her clitoris so as to fill her flesh with desire. She spread her labia wide open so her lips would be open and begging when he walked into the bedroom. She then positioned herself so that when Eric pulled back the kimono, he would see the glistening of honey seeping from her naturally sweet pussy.
"Oh my!" He gasped as he gazed longingly and hungrily at the sight before him. He is instantly aroused; his nipples pucker in anticipation. He thinks to himself, "Shit, she used my own little perverse task to tease me even more than I imagined!"
Desiree sees the look of excitement in his eye and thinks to herself, "Gotcha, you little pervert!"
Eric took it upon himself to bring several neck ties with him for the midmorning encounter; not something he mentioned in his emails to her. He enjoys blindfolding women and doing things to them.
He silently pulls them out of his overcoat, grabs her hand, wraps an expensive tie around her wrist and secures her to the bed frame. After he is done securing her other hand, he pulls out his favorite tie, the red one with the tiny specks, and gently wraps it around her eyes.
Desiree remains silent as she is restrained to her bed and blindfolded, thinking, "God, this is going to be good! I've finally found a man who knows what he wants and is willing to take it."
Desiree offers no resistance whatsoever to the unfolding encounter. In fact, once restrained and blindfolded, she opens her legs wider, exposing her vagina to the excitement of the encounter.
Eric removes his clothes, denying Desiree the chance to see his naked body. He whispers, "I want you to feel my body, to feel my cock, without actually seeing me. Let your imagination run wild babe."
Desiree whimpers and bites her lip with anticipation and desire. He crawls on the bed, parting her legs further. The fullness of her labia reveals her excitement. He kneels between her legs, grasps his swollen cock in his hand and rubs her pussy with the tip of his fully engorged erection. Rubbing her clitoris with just the tip of his cock, he lustfully whispers, "You feel that baby? You like that?"
"Uh huh..." she whimpers in a childlike way.
The mixture of vaginal secretions, honey and his own pre-ejaculate excites him. He slides the head of his penis from her clitoris, down over her swollen flesh and hints at anal penetration. On the way, her labia hugs his cock, as if instinctively reaching out, begging for more.
He pulls his cock away from her and now desires to taste her. He slowly laps at her sweetened pussy. When she pushes her pussy up to meet his mouth, Eric pulls away. He lightly flicks his tongue along her slippery slit and plants gentle kisses on her freshly shaven mound.
