"On my count," Victoria paused, and then glanced at me, "three... two, one." both keys were turned simultaneously.
Victoria slid the semi-heavy box out and set it on her left palm, supporting its weight.
"Mr. McFerrin, we have a private room where you can view the contents of your box." she informed me. I slid the box from her hands and then she turned toward the vault door.
"Follow me," she said, glancing at me with a waiting smile.
When she turned her head, I looked down at the sexy, black lines of her stockings. They followed the length of her legs, disappearing up into her knee-high skirt, as I watch her sway with a confident walk, leading the way.
We walked down a short hallway and entered a small room. Victoria held the unmarked, black door open and I walked by her taking in the sweet scent of her perfume. I set the box down onto the built-in table and then turned to look at her, standing in the opening of the door.
"Take as long as you like, Mr. McFerrin, there's no rush," she stated clearly, in a business tone.
Her hip was shifted to one side, revealing the slit of her skirt on her right thigh. It had caught my eye for the first time and I struggled to look up into her eyes.
"Thank you, Victoria." I said, calmly making eye contact, "Will you please return in 15 minutes?" I wanted to pull the clip from her brown hair, tightly curling my fingers into the soft strands. "I'd like to place some of the contents back into the safe, the rest I will keep in my possession." I told her, pulling the chair out from under the table, as I removed my jacket, laying it over its backrest.
"Of course," Victoria gave a quick nod, and then pulled the handle to the door, closing me in the small, nicely-lit room.
I could feel the heat trapped behind my white, button-down shirt. Removing it, I laid it over my jacket thinking that 15 minutes was to long, but I needed that time to collect my thoughts. I unbuckled my belt, letting it hang in the loops that held it. Turning toward the box, I lifted the lid and removed the contents. Sometime had passed and then the sound at the door came. I turned walked to the door and pressed my ear to the frame. "Yes?" I said.
"It's Victoria, Mr. McFerrin." she spoke from beyond the door.
I opened it slowly. "Come in," I spoke quietly. Victoria's warm eyes explored my partly exposed body and then met my gaze, as I waited for her to enter.
She stepped in and dropped her purse on the floor by the door, never taking her eyes off me. I closed the door behind her, bringing my body tightly against hers. Pressing her against the door, I heard it latch and without a word, I locked us in the small private room. Her lip began to tremble after she felt me grab her hands, the cold metal-cuffs I'd held in my hand clicked repeatedly, now like bracelets around her small wrists.
"Did you do as I asked?" the look in my eye caused her to shudder, as I brought her wrists up between us, pulling them above her head.
"Yes, Sir," she softly responded, while I set the link between the cuffs onto the hook, mounted on the back of the door.
"Good girl," my hands went to her blouse, cupping her breasts. "Spread your legs," I instructed, unbuttoning each button to her blouse until I could see the white lace of her bra.
"Yes, Sir," she bit her lip, after speaking the words. Her legs moved quickly, but only as far as her skirt would allow.
"Oh, let me help you with that." I teased, and jerked her skirt up roughly, making her catch her breath. My cock twitched seeing her pussy exposed and uncovered.
My fingertip went to the junction between the cups of her bra. I tugged at the clasp and felt it snap in my fingers, releasing it. My hands brushed the laced bra to the sides, exposing the soft skin of her shapely breasts. Her nipples were hard; the color of dark chocolate, and her skin was peppered with goose bumps.
"You've been such a good girl all week. I think that I'll reward you now, instead of later tonight." I nibbled the soft skin under her breast and watched her shake, from the thoughts that were running through her head.
