Was there anything else I could do? There hasn't been a day I haven't thought about fucking the absolute hell out of her. There hasn't been a day I didn't wish for her to walk in on me getting off to her. There hasn't been a day I haven't gotten off to the thought of her anyway. So when she came on to me, what was I to do? I could ignore it like all the other times I've done or I could actually act on it. Hell, I've been feeling this wound up since a certain Christmas party mid-December. What did I have to lose anyway?
The plan to seduce her in a way she'd never forget was already forming in my head. The countless office scenarios running through my head I've pushed away for a long time were coming back to me with a vengeance. I couldn't though. I decided to go for a more practical place, home. It was just more convenient.
She was coming home late, but not too late. Perfect. Deciding to go for my best outfit; a little red dress which showed just enough cleavage to still be a tease for anyone who'd see me in it, my sexiest lacy underwear and the fishnets I never actually got the chance to wear.
She came home exactly 10 o'clock. Grabbing her hand before she could reach the lightswitch in the hall I quickly spun her around and pushed her face first against the wall. 'Comply.' I said to her. Maybe she was too shocked to disagree. Maybe she wanted me to do this for a long time, who knows. Guiding her to a chair I dragged to the livingroom earlier I motioned for her to sit down. She couldn't see a thing, I purposely left the lights off.