Karla would do anything for Brendon the tall handsome man with the wavy dark hair and cold blue eyes who worked in the same office as she did. The buxom woman with shoulder length chestnut colored hair and full voluptuous figure was enamored almost to the point of obsession over her coworker and Brendon knew it. Yet, he turned down her advances again and again stating he wasn't right for her, but that didn't deter the hot sensual woman from trying to get him to see things her way. For several months she persisted using her feminine wiles to convince him that he would not be disappointed in her.
Finally one day, late on a Friday afternoon after being tortured once again by Karla's advances, Brendon agreed to see her at his apartment after work. Karla was beside herself with excitement as she prepared for the evening. She bathed and dressed in a short shimmering gold strapless outfit that outlined her curves to their advantage. She slipped into six inch black stiletto shoes, combed her hair to the side and then turned it up where she pinned it in place. Next she applied her makeup accenting her dark eyes and blush to her cheeks giving them a rosy pink glow. Finally she liberally splashed on her favorite perfume and headed to Brendon's apartment.
Brendon answered the door after the second knock and escorted Karla into the living room and to the sofa where he offered the woman a glass of wine. Karla took it willingly and although disappointed that Brendon had not dressed for the occasion, but chose to wear jeans and a white shirt with rolled up sleeves, she was anxious for the evening to begin. Brendon poured a glass of wine for himself and sat across from Karla in an overstuffed chair and eyed her carefully scanning her from head to toe. He drank his wine slowly much to Karla's dismay and said very little. At first, she thought she would make the first move, but then thought better of it. Brendon was taking his time planning his own strategy and she didn't want to appear too anxious. She watched as Brendon finished his wine and sat the glass on the floor next to his chair.
"My desires and needs sexually are somewhat different," he began slowly as he licked the wine from his lips with his tongue.
"Do tell," Karla say playing coy to him.
"Oh I do tell," Brendon said. "My question is whether you are prepared for it or not?"
Karla pursed her lips. She had come this far and wasn't about to back down now.
"I'm ready for anything you can give me. I can handle it," she replied confidently.
Brendon smiled, "I like that in a woman. Open for anything."
Karla's heart began to pound. She was finally going to get what she wanted from Brendon.
"I'm ready whenever you are," she said smiling.
"Good," said Brendon. "Come with me."
Karla rose from the sofa and Brendon took her by the hand where he led to her his bedroom and closed the door.
"Are you afraid of someone coming in?" Karla teased.
"No, I'm just afraid someone may try to get out," answered Brendon shaking his head.
Karla's eyes opened wide as Brendon came towards her, pulled her into him with his arm around her waist and kissed her hard on the lips. Karla responded in kind by throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him back with all the pent up desire she had for him.
"This is going to be fun," she whispered in his ear.
"We'll see," Brendon said as he pulled her arms from around his neck and turned her around so that she faced the wall.
"What is this?" Karla asked as she heard Brendon remove his belt from his jeans.
"Just a little game I like to play," Brendon began as he led her to the doorway between the bed and the bathroom where a chin up bar had been installed for when he liked to exercise. Once there he took Karla's wrist and bound them together with the belt then laced it over the bar and buckled it into place.
"Hey," Karla began.
"Trust me," he said with his voice growing deep and seductive.
