She apologized profusely for being late, his reply was a simple "seven is seven, my dear". She didn't know how to respond, so she simply caught her lip in her teeth (a nervous habit) and sat in the chair he held for her. Dinner was delicious, or at least she didn't remember it being otherwise. He held her mesmerized by his words, movements, the sound of his voice. When he stood and held out her coat, she moved as if in a trance. His hand burned her thru her coat where it touched her lower back. Guiding her to his car in the back of the lot a moment of hesitation washed over her. She didn't know this man, it was dark, he was taking her somewhere she had never been, figuratively and geographically. She must have lost her mind.
When they reached the last car in the lot she moved toward the passenger side, he stopped her. "Bend over the back of the car, little one." She looked at him as if he had grown horns. He looked at her sternly, "Do as I say, pet." She put her purse on the trunk and bent over placing her hands on the cool metal. He lifted her coat and brushed it to one side. Then he placed his hand on the inside of her knee and slid it upward until she gasped. The dress followed his hand up over her naked ass and the brush of cool air hit her warm skin. He tucked her dress around her and then straightened, undid the buckle of his belt, and pulled it from his pants. At that moment she knew what was coming and her sex swelled and wept. Her knees trembled and she curled her fingers into fists against the car.
His hand slid over her creamy skin once then the belt struck home, she cried out once then bit her lip harder. Again the leather met skin and a third time. Tears slid down her cheeks and there would be red welts on her ass but she didn't notice the pain. What she felt was a butterfly fluttering thru her blood, heat melting her bones and her sex weeping for release. "Come along now, sweetheart. You are forgiven for keeping me waiting. We will speak of it no more." He righted her clothing and led her to the car door. When he opened it she turned into his chest and hugged him, her tears wetting his shirt. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her chin. His lips brushed hers and then were gone and he was fastening her seatbelt for her.
Nothing was said as the car moved along the dark streets. Her mind was absorbed by the heat pouring from her reddened ass and the moisture between her legs. When the car stopped in front of a large home her mind snapped to attention, remembering the plan for the evening. He held her hand as she exited the car and didn't let it go. They stood in front of the big double doors until a woman in a black and white uniform appeared and ushered them inside. They were shown to a large bedroom upstairs. "The Captain will be with you shortly, there is wine in the cabinet." Then she was gone. He poured one glass of wine and sat down in an overstuffed chair. His eyes devoured her. She stood nervously, still in her coat.
"Take your clothes off, sweetheart. Don't think about it, just do it, now." There was no malice in his voice, just certainty. She sat her purse on the table, slid the coat off her arms and put it on a chair. "Slowly, my dear, you are unwrapping a priceless treasure." She blushed and bit her lip but never took her eyes off of his. She began to unbuckle the belt but paused when the door opened behind her. "Don't stop, ignore him." She wanted to turn to see who the stranger was but instead finished unbuckling the belt. It fell to the floor. Her fingers trembled as she slid the button from its hole then froze. Her mouth was dry, her heart raced. His eyes moved over her body and then returned to hers. "Continue." Her lips parted and she began to pant for air. She opened the dress slowly revealing first one breast and then the other, then it fell from her shoulders to the floor and her hands fisted at her sides.
"Come to me, pet." She hesitated, then stepped forward in nothing but the black high heels, head held high she moved to stand in front of him. He slid two fingers between her wet folds and into her body, then pressed his thumb to her swollen clit. "Cum." Heat exploded inside her sex and engulfed her clit, a gentle groan escaped her lips and her body began to shake. The strangers arms wrapped around her from behind, the hands cupping her breasts then teasing and tugging at her nipples. Still he thrust his fingers in and out of her and massaged her clit. The wavering heat returned and when the stranger sank his teeth into her neck she cried out her climax and her knees gave way. She was held up by the arms that circled her and the hand that held her like a globe from below.
