Recovering from the orgasm I had was like settling back into my body. All I could do was lay there on the bed and let the world come back in around me. While I did, I thought back through our time together Joe and me.
He has a kind face, I thought when I first saw him. He is taller than me, that is good even being his boss I don't want to look down on him. He is fit, but then in our business is easier if you are. That means he works hard. He is looking me over, well, that is alright I'm looking him over too. Dark hair, clear skin, and blue eyes.
"Hi I'm Joe," he says.
"I'm Nicole, Joe good to meet you." I respond
Firm grip that's good may be he will treat me like a person and not just a woman.
As we got to know each other he did treat me like a person and not just an object. We worked together well and I would catch him checking me out every once in a while but I didn't mind because I was checking him out too. He was only slightly taller than me maybe six foot. He wasn't big like The Rock but he was fit. His shoulders were broad and his arms were strong. And that ass of his was very nice. He never talked about it but he must have worked hard to maintain his body, I know that I did.
He was very understanding and yes kind. My first impression was right. So when we were at the retreat and they offered us a suite together I was very comfortable with it. I trusted Joe and who knows maybe I would get to see him with his shirt off.
After that first night watching TV together I was feeling more than trust for him. The things he said about his wife got me hot. He must have been able to tell at least I was giving all of the signals I could without just throwing myself at him. I saw him a number of times that next day, hell I was keeping an eye on him. When he decided to go up to the room I thought this is it, he will try something for sure tonight.
When we went to bed separately I was surprised and disappointed. That is why when I first woke up I knew that it was him and I didn't scream. I really wanted him at this point but he had tied me up. I absolutely hate that. It was the worst thing he could have done. When I felt the knife fear flooded in and I couldn't scream, but I wanted to. I was in a dead panic and all I could do was lay there it was like my brain just shut off.
Now I'm lying on the bed after having the most intense orgasm of my life. He didn't even touch me and I got off into the stratosphere. My pussy is running like a river and aching to be filled. My god I need cock desperately.
Standing on shaky legs I walk towards Joe's room. With each step my body and will grow stronger. I will take him until I am completely satisfied and just let him put up a fight.
Opening his door, I stand in there looking for a moment. There he is laying on his back, his cock is hard, so hard that it is standing at a 45-degree angle. I only have one goal in mind and now that I have seen it everything else disappears.
"Nicole," he says. "are you alright?"
I look from his cock to his face and I can see that he is a little scared.
"You are mine now." I say looking him directly in the eye. "After what you did to me you will satisfy me in every way.
"Yes? Okay? Good? Then you're not angry?" he said his voice shaking and eyes wide.