Sarah was home earlier than usual today. She had left home earlier, for that matter, anticipating that there was much to do at work today, and that was not the case. Therefore she took an early evening. Her boyfriend was, of course, not home yet, so she had the apartment for herself, and it would probably be an hour or two before he would be home.
She stood in the living room, not knowing what she should do with her time before he arrived. Then she remembered that she was supposed to write a mail before she left for the day to her boss. She sighed. I might as well do it from home, she thought and walked into the room that was a hobby/office room. She booted up the computer and opened the web browser. The first thing showing was not the home page but a video from the last web session. The video page preview was of a woman looking down into the camera. The title read: girlfriend takes control. "What the hell is this?" she thought, clicking on the video to start it.
After twenty minutes, Sarah had finished the video. She was a little confused. The video was on a porn site, but there was no nudity, just some suggestive teasing. But she had been engrossed in the video, and now she felt hot and bothered. Something about her demeanor was somehow so sexy. She looked back at the browser history and saw there were other videos. Michael must have had a hectic morning as she navigated back and started the previous video.
Sarah was sitting in the office chair rubbing her pussy, watching the videos, and slowly reaching an orgasm. So far, she had watched a handful of them. She had all but forgotten about the mail she was supposed to write. Then she heard rustling at the front door. At this, she glanced at the computer clock, half-past five.
"Shit!" She muttered and leaped up. Quickly reset the web browser and shut down the computer. Scampered into the bedroom and slipped onto the bed. Picking up a book to pretend to read. She was frustrated, she had been so close to achieving an orgasm, and now she was longing for release.
"Hi honey," she called out to him.
"Hi, hon," she hears the rustling as he takes off his shoes and coat. He makes his way to the bedroom, and on entering, he says, "you're home early," and crawls up to her on the bed. He gives her a quick peck on the cheek.
"How was your day?" He asked.
"It was fine. I didn't have that much to do after all, so I went home to relax, and how was your day?"
"Well, the usual. Shoot, I forgot to send a mail to the boss. I'll think I have to do it. I'll be just a minute, okay?" and with that, he jumped off the bed and walked into the office. Sarah could guess what he really was about to do.
Sarah gave Michael a minute head start before creeping up to the office door. It was, of course, closed, but she opened it silently to see what was happening. She saw that he had just opened the web browser and burst into the room, and the page just loaded with the porn clip that she had been watching.
"What the fuck is that?" she said in a mock angry tone and stormed over to Michael. He turned his head in surprise and was stunned for a moment. She walked over to the computer, grabbed the mouse, and read the title aloud. "Girlfriend takes control. What the hell does that mean? Is that what you want?"
Michael is dumbfounded and doesn't manage to say anything. It is as if his worst dream/nightmare has been realized.
"Well, babe?" she says, and she swivels the chair so he is facing her. Climbing onto his lap and started grinding her body on him. "We could take this to the bedroom, and I could tell you what to do." Sarah felt Michaels cock growing hard under her. Inwardly she was smiling at this, and his fluster at the situation made the whole thing more delicious.
"Yes, please."
She got up and firmly yanked him up by his shirt. Then she dragged him into the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed.
"Don't move," she said as she pulled down Michael's pants and underwear to his knees. Then she opened her blouse and let it slide down her body. As she started to undo her skirt, she said, "You have been a naughty boy. Jerking when I go to work. For shame." She climbed on top of him.
"Maybe I should punish you by giving you a good spanking, or maybe I should tie you up," she said while grinding her pantie-clad pussy on his dick. His member was now rock-hard, and his hands were now moving to touch her leg and maybe wander up her body. But before he got close, she grabbed both of them and moved them above his head.
