She had a number of family appointments for the next few days so they weren't able to spend any quality time together until the following Wednesday.
Working in the office had been quite difficult for both of them as all they wanted to do was make love to one another.
However, they did message one another frequently. Actually frequently is a complete understatement. They messaged each other constantly out of work.
He had asked if she wanted to see any naughty pictures or videos of him when he was alone. She was a little coy at first but then once she had received one or two she was eager for more. He enjoyed getting hard for her and sending images to her knowing it made her wet.
He eventually persuaded her to reciprocate. It wasn't long before they were regularly sending photos to each other of themselves naked or partly naked whilst feeling aroused.
They were so desperate to be together that any image or video sent to the other often resulted in the other person finding a safe place to bring themselves off.
But it wasn't a substitute for the real thing. On the Wednesday morning of their next date night he told her to bring her bag of shopping which she had brought the week before.
'I've bought some extra bits and pieces too which I think you might like,' he said, teasingly when he collected his delivery schedule for the day.
She could feel herself becoming wet already. How was she going to last a whole day? She loved the last visit to his house, especially being cuffed and ravaged until she came.
She'd rubbed her clitoris several times since then, each time resulting in powerful orgasms. The last one was yesterday. She got so worked up that at lunch time when everybody was out, she had to push back her office chair, close the blinds and put her feet up on the desk as wide as they would go. She pulled her silk knickers to one side and fingered herself furiously while she thought of him taking her from behind with her wrists cuffed behind her back.
What she'd really missed since the last visit was something which she hadn't really experienced much of until that night. When he had slipped his finger into her arse it had felt so good. Him being so intimate with her literally made her drip with excitement. She hoped that would be on the menu for this evening.
She turned up at 8pm and brought the bag of goodies from the week before as requested. She was already soaked thinking about what other things he might have bought for her.
'Hey gorgeous,' he said,'come on in. I feel like it's been ages since I last saw you properly.' And he kissed her and held her tight, breathing in the wafts of her perfume, which were already making him hard.
'I love you,' he said, kissing her again.
'I love you too,' she said, looking into his eyes.
'You trust me right?' he asked.
'Yes,' she said, a little anxiously.
'I just want to make sure you're comfortable with my plan for this evening.'
'Which is?'
'To make you come many times and very hard!' he explained with a smile on his face.
'I think I can manage that. What do you want me to do?' she asked, her pussy tingling with excitement.
'Take off your clothes except for your knickers.'
Fuck, she was soaking. The thought of being told what to do was such a turn on. She removed everything as directed.
'My favourites! Silky navy blue. Good girl. I might go easier on you.'
Please don't she thought. She was eager to find out what was next.
'Stand against the dining room door. With your back facing outwards.'
She was confused but complied.
'Raise both arms above your head.'
Again she followed his instruction. He cuffed both her wrists together and then went behind the dining room door to retrieve a rope which he had already tied to the handle of the door on the other side of her. He passed it over the top of the door and tied it to her cuffs and pulled on it stretching her arms above her. She was now his to torment.
