When Gregory, the office philanderer, set his sights on Lily he was confident he would have her in his bed before the week was through. He began his courting with an email that read, "When m'lady, when?" He was not surprised at her response, "Never Gregory, Never." Gregory had expected as much. His dimples were lethal against all the other dim-witted broads in the office but Lily had never so much as batted her lashes at him. He was going to have to work for this piece.
It was no secret to Lily that Gregory had his pick of women. The office was littered with his spoiled fruit. He was daft if he thought his arrogant charm would work on her. But then he didn't know her. He had no idea what he had set off in Lily; no way of knowing that he had just made his bed and she had no intentions on lying in it.
For weeks Gregory launched his attacks upon what he assumed to be Lily's innocent virtue. For weeks Lily ignored Gregory's efforts to win her affections. Just as he was ready to concede defeat and give up his pursuit, Lily asked him out. His surprise was evident, but only for a moment, before he managed to conceal his reaction behind the veil of arrogance he typically wore. Lily did not miss the way his ordinarily sky colored eyes were set aflame in a fierce cobalt blue. His desire for her was almost palatable, and Lily couldn't wait to provide a feast for his hungry eyes.
This seduction was going to require more skill and patience than most of his conquests. She couldn't resist him. He knew no woman could, although this broad did have him doubting himself. Lily had somehow crawled beneath his skin and burrowed her way into his every thought. Devouring her was the only way to purge her from his system and he was planning to savor every delicious inch of her body.
Gregory was the image of perfection when he arrived at The Blind Alley, the designated meeting place of Lily's choosing. He strode through the door with all the confidence an experienced cad possessed. His stride broke when his gaze fell upon Lily. Her golden amber brown eyes captivated him, but not for long. The object of all his recent fantasies, the woman who had stolen the lead role in all his dreams, the stubborn beauty who held his thoughts captive stood before him scantily clad in a black top that clung with desperation to her hour-glass curves. Her fair skinned bosoms were flowing generously from the fabric that was straining in a futile attempt to prevent them from spilling over. She wore a skirt so short even the slightest bend of her knees would give some lucky bastard a view of her milky round curves and the hairless treasure he imagined beyond. She wore her long brunette tresses down her back. When she moved some of the strands of her silken hair cascaded past her neck and caressed her hefty breasts, hardening her nipples. She sighed at the sensation.
After a few drinks and several "accidental" brushes against her robust curves, Lily suggested they get on with the evening. She informed Gregory that she would be driving and they would be seeing a movie of her choosing. Gregory didn't care where they were going so long as he got to drink up every bit of her sweet nectar before fucking her into oblivion. This thought alone left him aching for her.
Imagine Gregory's surprise when Lily pulled the car into the parking lot of a seedy adult theater. Here was this priggish tease he had been after for weeks becoming a seductress right before his eyes. This ignorant girl was taking HIM here. He couldn't help but smile like a rogue about to seduce the panties off some innocent virgin next door. He was elated with his own good fortune.
Lust waged an attack upon his groin. Gregory could not remember ever having had such a difficult time walking. He offered Lily his hand. She reached for it but did not take it. Instead she ran her hand over his aching cock and squeezed it ever so slightly. It was his turn to sigh, or gasp rather. She giggled and shrugged before taking her hand back and hurrying ahead, leaving him hard and dumb struck in the parking lot.