The message popped up on the computer screen and filtered out of her speakers. “You have one new message.” Startling Madie out of her most recent fantasy.
The computer beeped again. “You have two new messages.”
Clicking open her email program, Madie looked at the inbox. Her heart raced as she saw the messages were from Grayson. The header to the first one read “A working dinner” and the second one said in the subject line “Stop fantasizing and read my message.” Quickly, she opened the first message. “Good afternoon, Madie. Tonight, we will be having a working dinner. Bring your notes on the proposal for the northeast division and do the following exactly as I have written out. Behind the door to your office you will find an outfit hanging on the hook. Put it on before you leave. Don’t worry it will fit. I’ve had my hands on you. I know your exact measurements…”
Madie jumped up to look at the outfit before finishing the message. Thoughts of his hands on her body had her pulse racing and skin tingling. She closed the door and found a blouse and skirt similar to what she normally wore. She removed the blouse and found it to be made of the sheerest most delicate material she’d ever known. She put it to her lips caressing the silky softness. She inhaled. He’d sprayed his cologne on it. Her pussy clenched at his musky scent. She could feel the moisture building along with the excitement.
The skirt made from the same sheer silk ended just above her thighs, any shorter and there’d be a clear shot to her crotch. In fact when she sat down she knew her pussy would be completely visible. When this thought came to mind she moved back over to her computer screen to read the rest of the message.
“…How do you like the outfit? I’m sure you couldn’t wait. I know you, my love. Are you wet right now? Touch yourself. Good. The shoes I want you to wear are under your desk. We saw them the other day, the black fuck-me-pumps as you called them. I loved the way your ass curved above your long luscious legs in them. No bra. No panties. Remove your jewelry. There is a velvet choker in your top drawer. The nipple chain you asked about is next to it. Put both on. Button the bottom two buttons of the blouse and no more. Make sure everything I have noted has been done. You will go to Legend’s and sit at the table I have reserved. Be there at 7 no later, no earlier. Wait for me.”
Fired-up beyond imagination, Madie wished the day away. She replied to her work emails and returned a few phone calls. Renate came in just before six and asked Madie if she wanted to join her and Griffin for a drink after work. Madie smiled, “Maybe some other time Renate. I have plans this evening.”
“By that wicked grin on your face I’m sure those are some pretty exciting plans, Madie. I can’t wait until the next poker game. I could stand taking more of your money. You have the worst poker face I’ve ever seen. One of these days you will have to tell me who this mystery man is.”
“One of these days Renate. I promise. Right now I’m just enjoying him as much as I can. I can’t help it. I want him all to myself.”
“If that is the outfit you are wearing tonight, I’d say he’ll be enjoying YOU!” Renate laughed as she walked toward Madison’s door with the clothes hanging on it. “Have fun sweets. I’ll hold you to that promise. I have a feeling this story will be quite interesting.”
Tossing her head back, Madie laughed out loud at Renate. A group of them got together once a month for a poker game. Madie won more from luck than anything else at times. If she had to rely on her poker face as Renate alluded to, she would have lost her shirt. A wicked thought came to mind maybe she should suggest a game to Grayson. “Thanks Renate, you have a good night too. I will talk more with you tomorrow, we’re doing lunch right?”
