Strictly Business

"Almost there," the phone buzzed.

She stiffened in her chair. A mix of dread and desire washed over her. She stood up and smoothed down her dress and walked to the bathroom. She flipped on the light and looked in the mirror, fingering her brown hair. Her eyes were big and dark brown, dark lashes curled up with a subtle shimmer painted across her eyelids. She breathed in deep, anticipating seeing him again.

She walked down the stairs and through the office, giving a casual wave to the receptionist in the lower office. She walked out the door and waited on the patio, shifting nervously. Maybe the dress was a bad idea, she thought. Too obvious that she would be his if he wanted her. Too late now, she thought.

She saw his truck pass by and pull into the parking lot.

He was the most handsome man she'd seen. His dark hair and blue eyes, full lips, thick neck, face, not so freshly shaved. He parked the truck and sat for a minute scrolling through his phone. She stood where she was. He turned off the ignition and climbed out, boots hitting the pavement. He closed the door and walked towards her with a casual, confident stroll.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Yo, yo, yo," he said. "Let's check this place out."

She walked him back into the lower office and waved at the receptionist. They walked down the hall and turned the corner of the steps. She was aware that he was admiring her from behind. She walked extra slow up the stairs, her sex was throbbing. Her heart was racing.

At the top of the stairs, she paused and waited for him to catch up.

He leaned in close. "You wear that dress for me?" he whispered.

"Maybe I did," she smiled.

"You're bad," he said. Grabbing her hips, squeezing her ass in his strong, rough hands. He pulled her back and she could feel how hard he was. He let out a moan and lightly smacked her ass, pushing her forward. "I came to see the office. Strictly business," he said.

She shook her head and walked through the entryway.

"So this is the meeting space," she said turning to the left.

It was a big room, with lots of light. A large wooden table sat in the center of the room, with chairs around it. A few pictures hung on the wall. He recognized the ones he'd bought for her. "They look good," he said. "You like 'em?"

"I do. They're great. Thank you," she said.

She walked out of the room and back through the entryway towards the smaller office.

"And this is where I work. It's not much right now, but it does just fine," she said.

He walked over and sat in her chair, swiping his finger over the trackpad on her computer to wake it up. "You need a couch," he said. "So you can take naps."

"I know," she said. "I'll pick one up, hopefully. Baby steps. And this is the kitchen," she said, walking towards the back of the office.

He followed her into the room. "Nice. This place is great," he said.

"It really is. I couldn't be happier. There's so much I'd like to do, but it's a start," she said.

He made a low noise deep in his throat. "There's so much I'd like to do," he said.

"Mmm...is that so?" she said, turning her back towards him and walking to the counter. "Like I said before, all I really needed was my computer and a coffee maker."

Her heart was racing. She was having a hard time catching her breath.

He walked over and stood behind her. She leaned back. They were so close, but not touching. She could feel him breathing. He reached for her, wrapping his arm around her waist. She leaned all the way back into him, pushing hard. A moan escaped from her chest. He bent down and inhaled deeply on her neck. Her mouth opened and she breathed out, pushing back into him even harder, reaching her hand around to pull him closer.

He turned her around and kissed her hard. His tongue made her melt. She stood on her toes, reached her hands behind his neck, running her fingers into his hair. Nothing tasted better than his lips. Except his cock, maybe.

He ran his hands up her waist and over her breasts.

"I want you," he breathed.

"Then have me," she said.

He pushed her dress up over her hips. Her panties were gray with white trim. He ran his fingers over her crotch, her juices soaked the thin fabric as he pushed them into her. She moaned again. He walked back and shut the door. She stood leaning against the sink, dress pushed up, eyes heavy, anticipating the next moment.

He walked back over and slipped his fingers under the lacy trim of her panties and slid them off. He knelt down as he coaxed the panties down her thighs and to her ankles. His hands gripped her hips and he pushed his face into her crotch, inhaling deeply. Slowly, he slipped his tongue over her clit. She leaned her head back and moaned. More juices flowed from her slit. He licked them, staring up at her with his gorgeous blue eyes. Her body felt limp. She put her hands in his hair, gripping her fingers into his scalp. He licked some more. Each flick of his tongue sent a rush of blood. Her pussy was throbbing.

"Fuck me," she whispered.

"Hush," he said. "You might be the boss, but I'm in charge right now. I want to enjoy the way you taste."

She leaned into the counter and let him drink her in. He spread her thighs and fucked her pussy with his tongue. It was soft like velvet. She couldn't keep herself contained. Sweet juices flowed from her uncontrollably. He licked her clit again, sucking on it, rolling it on his tongue. She moaned, trying to stay quiet. He quickened the pace, licking and sucking, urging her to climax. He slipped a finger inside her pussy and then another. She inhaled sharply and closed her eyes. Her hands gripped the counter for support. She let out tiny moans as his fingers fucked her and his tongue caressed her faster and harder. She could feel it building inside of her, the blood was rushing fast through her body, all of her muscles tightened and she stopped breathing. Finally, with his tongue in just the right place, she let go and released her body.

The orgasm was intense. Pleasure coursed through her veins. Her skin flushed and he pulled her hips in tight, to drink her in, feeling her clit pulsing between his lips and her pussy tightening on his fingers. He slid them out slowly and stood up. He kissed her. She loved tasting herself on his lips. She bit his bottom lip and he spun her around, unzipping her dress and pushing it to the floor. He unzipped his pants and slid them down. His thick cock sprung out from his boxers as he slid them down too.

"I want to taste you," she said.

"After I fuck you," he said. "Remember who's in charge."

He leaned her forward over the counter, his hand at the base of her neck. His fingers gripped her hair and he slid inside her. The way he felt was incredible. His firm member filled every inch of her wet hole. He pushed in deep. She moaned.

"Don't stop, you feel so amazing. I wish you could fuck me forever," she said.

He slid in and out of her pussy, pushing all the way in and coming almost all the way out. Slow at first and then getting faster. He moved his hands down her shoulders and squeezed her tits in his hands. They were small but firm and perky. He slipped one breast out of her bra and tweaked her nipple. He kissed her neck. She moaned again.

He fucked her over and over, sliding his hands down her waist to her hips. He spread her ass cheeks apart and watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared from between her thighs. His cock was glistening from all her wetness. He pushed back the desire to cum. She turned her head and looked back at him. He pulled out and lifted her up onto the countertop and then pushed himself up. He pulled her onto his lap. She sat down on his cock and rode him slowly, pushing her hands against the wall behind him. His hands gripped her ass, rocking her hips towards him and then away. He supported her weight as she bounced up and down. Her one breast was still free from the bra and bounced in his face. He reached his mouth forward and took her nipple between his teeth. His tongue flicked over it and his hand squeezed her other tit. She held onto the back of his head.

"I wish I could cum inside you," he said.

"I want to drink you up," she breathed.

They slid off the counter and she got down on her knees, his cock stood erect in front of her face, wet with the taste of her. She took him in her mouth and moaned. One hand caressed his testicles while the other gripped his ass, pulling him into her. His fingers ran roughly through her hair, pulling her close and forcing his cock deep into her throat. She opened wider and he fucked her mouth. Thrusting in and out, she felt like she couldn't breathe. She wrapped her lips around his shaft, begging him to cum. Her mouth tightened around him, her tongue massaging his thick cock, sucking hard as she pulled back. Precum dripped from his rod and she moaned deep in her throat, loving how he tasted. She felt him tense up and he let out a deep breath. In a moment, her mouth was filled with his seed. It tasted salty and earthy. She couldn't get enough. She swallowed it down and gently held him in her mouth as he continued to pulse inside her. Her pussy was throbbing again, juices ran down her thigh.

He let go of her hair and she released him, wiping her mouth and swallowing again. He breathed out again. She stood up.

"Want to do it again at my desk," she smiled.

"Hmm," he moaned. "Give me a moment. You're too much."

She pulled her bra over her breasts and stepped back into her panties. Then, she slipped the dress over her head and reached back to ease the zipper up. He helped her get it the rest of the way up, brushing her hair to the side. He kissed her neck. As he pulled his pants back up, she walked to the refrigerator and grabbed two waters. She handed him one and twisted the cap off hers. The cold water felt good as it flowed down her throat.

"Well, should we get down to business?" she asked coyly. She opened the door and walked back into the office. As she walked to her desk, she closed her eyes, determined to cement this memory in her mind.