As they drove down the street, Anise tried numerous times to start a conversation. After the third attempt, she gave up and let the sound of Cain's humming fill the car. After about ten minutes, she thought she was going to go crazy.
"Cain, where are we going? Do you realize how late it is? I do not think you are following the directions to my house at all. Actually, I know you are not. Please tell me what is going on."
The humming stopped.
He looked at her and smiled.
"Well, before we start working together on Monday, I thought we could have a bit of a training session."
"I have no clue what you are talking about. Training? What is so important that it cannot wait until orientation? I may be slightly drunk but am not in the least bit stupid."
Cain almost laughed at the look that came over her face as she realized what she just said.
"Well at least I am not going home with a total stranger." She muttered, admitting, at least to herself she was more than slightly four sheets to the wind. And nowhere near her brainiest.
"What I have in mind is more personal in nature. As I said in the parking lot back there, Anise, I have considered you mine from the moment I found you reading in the stairwell. And as mine, there are a few things you need to understand."
They drove in silence for a few minutes.
"The story you were reading, was it the first one, or one of many?"
Anise felt herself blushing.
"Um, there might have been a few more." She softly admitted.
"What would you say if I told you I could give you everything you have read about and more? Make all the fantasies you have always been too scared to share come true?"
"Cain, I don't know what you must think of me, well, no actually, I think I do. I do not randomly have sex at work. I have never before fucked my way to a promotion, and I do not suck dick to get a ride. I do not understand why I keep acting this way around you, but if we are going to work together, this has got to stop."
"Oh but Anise, I do not want it to stop. I quite enjoy the wanton behavior, your eagerness to please. You do want to please me don't you?"
Anise remained silent, unsure of what her answer might be.
They finally pulled onto a residential street, eventually stopping in the driveway of a house far enough away from its neighbors to allow for quite a bit of privacy. Cain put the car in park and turned off the ignition.
After turning to be able to see her as he spoke. He continued their conversation.
"For every person like you, who has the need to submit, to have your darkest, deepest, strongest desires forced (this said with a small smile) on you, there are people like me. I can fulfill your need to serve, to be made to do what you have only read about, drooled about, and then thought yourself depraved for even thinking it. There is a world for those like us. These past few encounters are a sip of what could be between us, what you could experience."
"I think I am a little bit scared, actually. I really am out of my league, and this is a lot to take in after two martinis and a bit of Black Velvet. I am not very ignorant; I have been doing some research. You would be shocked at what you can really find out on the internet. Not to mention those stores, the ones most of us sneak past, hoping the pervs don't notice us. And then you realize you are just as perverted as they are; only they are honest enough to admit it."
He laughed.
"No Anise. Not perverted, deprived or unnatural. There is nothing wrong with our desires being a little darker than what society considers normal, what most people giggle about. As long as all parties agree, and no one is hurt, well no more than they want to be, and it is a turn on in some way, it's ok. There is pleasure to be found in everything you do, and I want to help you find it, and hopefully be the cause of some of it."
Anise was quiet for a few minutes. This was a little unexpected. So much for telling herself, she was stopping the whole sex with her boss thing she had going on. She realized this was something she found too tempting to pass up, and thought of a few of her favorite stories. Doing any of that in real life had never occurred to her. Moreover, to have the chance to let go and just, well, do it, land in her lap? Whom was she kidding?
"Ok, what do I have to do?"
Cain smiled."Are you saying yes?"
"Yes, I am."
"Oh, thank god. Come here."
She scooted over, and found herself sitting in his lap. Her back against his chest, she enjoyed the feeling of safety she found in his arms. She felt his hands on her shoulder and leaned back. Cain let his hands roam, loving the way her skin felt .He unzipped her dress, deciding he liked her habit of wearing clothes that made it impossible to wear a bra. Sliding the straps down her shoulders, he cupped her breasts in his hands, squeezing and pulling on them just hard enough to make Anise gasp in surprise. He kissed her neck, nipping just a bit as his hands pinched her nipples.
