Chapter 11 - The Fashion Show
It had been 8 days since my latest visit to Emma's office. I was still running it through my head. I was consumed by the sheer demand of it. I could not help but think of her carnal craving and the events that followed in order to get her through her day. I was certainly being overly dramatic in my own mind. Time to grow up and get over it.
I had not heard from Emma since that day, just over a week ago. I wondered what her mental state was and where I stood with her. No doubt she was collected and in control, as was the usual case. As that Friday afternoon was coming to an end, I almost willed the phone to ring. When it finally did, just after 5pm, I could not tell if I was overcome with excitement or relief.
"Hello," I answered the phone simply.
"Hey stud," Emma said, sounding jovial and playful.
"You sound in good spirits," I declared.
"I certainly am," she confirmed. "Everything always goes my way, why shouldn't I be in good spirits?"
"It's good to be the queen," I quipped.
"It certainly is," she stated. "Actually, you did good last week. I don't get mushy or sentimental, since that is not the relationship we have, nor is it the relationship I want with you, but I will say you did very, very well."
I believed that would probably be as close to a compliment as I would ever receive from her. I accepted it for what it was and moved the conversation along.
"Well, I am glad you feel that way," I said.
"Actually, I have a special reward for you," she explained. "Since you were such a team player last week, I want the team to play for you."
"I am sure I don't fully understand what you have in mind," I confessed. "I never know exactly what you are planning, but it usually works out in my favor."
"No need to get into details now," Emma clarified. "Tomorrow night at 8pm. Meet me at the Marriott. Suite 915, just come right up."
"Ok, I will see you then," I concluded.
"You bet you will," she retorted and then she hung up.
I was still a little uneasy about what she might have in mind after our last encounter, but I was nonetheless looking forward to tomorrow night. I closed out my day and headed home, praying the hours would fly by. Of course they didn't.
I slept in on Saturday, saving all the energy I could in expectation of an eventful evening. I muddled through the day, picking off a few mundane chores at home and even watching a movie. Finally, I took a shower and shaved. I dressed and ate dinner before heading out for the Marriott.
I drove the 30 minutes to the Marriott with a million thoughts running through my head. Thoughts of things I wanted to happen and thoughts of things I figured could happen. Never could my mind have conceived the reality that was about to unfold. I pulled into the parking lot at the Marriott and stopped at the first available spot I saw. I walked the median distance to the lobby and entered.
I headed directly for the elevator bank. I pushed the button and waited for the elevator. It only took a moment for it to arrive and it was empty when it did. I boarded and pressed 9. The doors closed and I ascended to the 9th floor, my mind racing the entire time. I proceed to Suite 915 at the end of the as I had been instructed. I knocked on the door and waited.
Emma did not make me wait long. She answered the door quickly and stared at me. She motioned with her index finger for me to enter the suite. I entered and stared at her, she look phenomenal. She was wearing a black halter dress that hugged her body like a second skin. It ended high on her thighs, which were bare. She had on black spiked high-heel sandal. Her bright red toenails were in all their glory. She finished the ensemble with black velvet gloves that went to the middle of her biceps. Her hair was up and diamond earrings dangled from her lobes.
I was in awe.
"You look amazing," I commented.
"Just you wait," she responded.
I followed her down the short hallway into the main area of suite. At the end of the hall it opened up into a living area with a couch, loveseat and ottoman. Behind that area was a desk, chair and computer port facing a fireplace. There were also a set of French doors which were closed, though I assumed they led to the bedroom area.
"Nice place," I observed.
"It's about to get a whole lot better," Emma teased.
Walked over and placed the chair from the desk in the center of the room facing the French doors. The chair was simple, wooden with a cushioned seat and high back and no arms.
"I have to go check on things," she revealed. "I need you to take off all your cloths while I am gone. I will only be a minute, but when I get back you need to be completely naked."
I smiled and nodded, thinking I knew what she had in store for me, though I truly had no idea. Emma disappeared into the bedroom area and I quickly undressed. I tossed my cloths into a pile on floor as I ripped them from my body. I was naked in an instant and moved the pile of cloths into the hall so they were out of sight, keeping the suite looking pristine. I stood and waited with my cock hanging in front of me, awake but not aroused, yet.
One of the French doors cracked open and Emma slipped through, shutting the door quickly behind her. She turned and smiled at me, realizing that I had done as I was told and I was standing before naked.
"You take directions very well," Emma admitted.
She walked over to me and ran her gloved fingers around my shoulders. She then moved behind me and grabbed my ass. As she stepped back in front of me she smiled as she grabbed the back of the chair she had moved to the center of the room.
"Enough games," she declared. "Now sit!"
As usual, I did as I was instructed to do. I moved around to the front of the chair and sat down. Emma stood behind me and began to massage my shoulders. She moved her velvet covered fingers down my arms until she suddenly grabbed both of my wrists. I was slightly startled but figured she was being playful. She continued by pulling both of my arms behind the back of the chair and holding them.
"Don't move," she instructed.
I then felt a cloths of some sort surround my wrists and it quickly became tighter and tighter. I realized then what was happening but it was too late. Emma finished and walked around to stand in front of me with my hands securely tied behind my back.
"Now, because you take instructions so well," she began, "and because you were such a team player last week, I have a reward for you. I tied your hands to make sure you would not take advantage of the reward, so sit there and enjoy it."
"Whatever you say," I submitted.
"Now, the girls and I went shopping and they all wanted to show you the things I bought them," Emma revealed. "So they are going to put on a little fashion show of sorts for you. That is your reward."
I was very intrigued now and could hardly wait for the show to start. I did not have to wait long as Emma walked over to the French doors and looked at me.
"Are you ready," Emma asked.
I simply nodded my head and smiled widely. Emma looked squarely at the growing rod in my lap and smiled.
"Ok then, we will start with swimwear," she announced.
She opened one of the doors and Nikki emerged from the bedroom. Emma quickly closed the door behind her. Nikki looked amazing. She was wearing a very open one-piece pink bathing suit. It was a halter style that crossed and covered both breasts then crossed behind her back and wrapped into the bottom, leaving most her mid-section exposed. She was also wearing matching pink pumps. I could have cum just staring at her and been satisfied, but that obviously was not was Emma had in mind.
Nikki did not say a word as she walked towards me. She put her hand on my shoulder as she walked past me and turned behind me. She bent over and gently bit my earlobe from behind. She then reemerged in front of me, showing me her mostly exposed backside. My cock was a raging rock at that point. Nikki then headed back towards the bedroom and disappeared as Emma opened the door for her and closed it behind her.
Emma knocked twice on the door and opened it again. This time Penny entered the main portion of the suite as Emma closed the door behind her. Penny was wearing a black string bikini whose top barely had enough fabric to cover her nipples. She complimented it with black patent leather peep-toe pumps. My cock was beginning to ooze precum.
Penny walked across the room slowly, stopping directly in front of me. She leaned far into me until our cheeks were side by side and then she stuck her tongue in my ear. She slowly withdrew until our noses were touching and she was looking me dead in the eyes. She never took her eyes off mine, but she did reach down and tug my cock 3 quick times to tease me. She then kissed me on the nose and retreated to the bedroom. I stared at her ass the entire time she walked away, right up until Emma shut the door behind her.
Emma looked at me, teasingly. She then winked at me, turned and knocked on the door three times. My mind immediately began to race. I had already seen Penny and Nikki. Was one of them coming back again? Was there a third girl in the bedroom? My head was spinning as Emma winked at me, then she opened the door again. I was in stunned disbelief when Emma's younger sister Vivian stepped through the door and into view.