I had just a taste and now I wanted more. The following week I began to lay the ground work to dismiss her contract, setting up meetings with management, and I ensured Lana present for the meetings of course. Lana had to sit through discussions as I slowly pointed out issues, which would lead to additional issues, eventually it would all lead to it being dismissed. But I couldn't go too fast in the process. I needed Lana to remain under my thumb for a few more weeks while I got all that I wanted.
On Thursday afternoon I caught Lana in the break room. She was wearing a dark purple skirt with a white blouse and black heels. Her legs looked great and all I could think of is getting between them.
I stepped up beside her at the sink, pouring out my cold coffee I could see she wanted to avoid eye contact. With the room being empty I slightly leaned towards her and said "I want you to pack an overnight bag Friday night." She paused rinsing out her tea cup as I spoke, "Bring at least one dress you would wear on date with a guy you really liked, something that could be worn in a nice restaurant."
"What the fuck makes you think I'm going anywhere with you" she hissed.
I smiled and looked right at her angry face, "I think you're going to do what I say, if you want to keep your job. I'm doing my part in cancelling the contract and you're going to do your part, which is whatever I want for now."
She rolled her eyes, looked up at the ceiling and said "Fine. How many nights?"
"Two nights, bring a swimsuit... and... never mind. Just meet me in the garage, Friday night at 5:00 sharp."
I turned and walked out knowing she hated me, but I didn't care.
I sat in my car in the garage, waiting, trying to be patient. I wasn't sure she would actually show up. She was smart and could find a job else, which would have ruined my plans, but there she was. She rounded the corner wearing an orange summer dress that hugged her hips and plunged between her breasts. I got out and met her at the trunk. I was still pissed her for trying to rip off my office, but I was completely taken back by her beauty. I unconsciously smiled as she came to a stop. I popped open the trunk and put her bag in. She shook her head and made her way to the passenger door, then stopped and looked at me. I knew the look from my Ex. I was expected to rush over like a gentleman and open it for her, so I played along. I walked around and with my right I opened the door wide, while my left hand firmly grasped ass cheek and guided toward her seat. The firmness of her ass was amazing. She shot me a dirty look as I smiled at her.
A short while later we arrived at the train station.
"Where the fuck are we going" she asked.
"Do you kiss you mother with that mouth?"
"Don't worry about who or what I kiss, just know I'll never kiss your mouth."
"Oh Lana, I wouldn't ask you to kiss my mouth. Now the tip of my dick is another question."
She again shook her head as I got out and retrieved out luggage.
Soon the train was departing the station and we had the back of the car to ourselves. She sat across from me, legs crossed, reading her cell phone. I studied her face, noticing the gold hoop earrings, the faint crease across her forehead and the way her hair laid on her bare shoulders.
From my bag I pulled a chilled bottle of chardonnay and a couple of glasses. I motioned towards her asking she wanted any. Surprisingly she said yes.
"Do you know how angry I was when I saw that contract you put together?" I took a sip and paused, "It took everything I had to stop from calling the auditors and I've questioned that choice ever since that day. I could have had you dragged out in cuffs, a literal walk of shame past all the cubicles and offices. Everyone would have talked about it, hell I bet the secretaries would have made a video of it."
"So why didn't you call the auditors?" she asked.
"Maybe it was because I'm weak man. Maybe I just wanted to use you for sexual relief. Personally, I want to believe having sex with me is more a punishment than putting you in jail. Besides, putting you in jail would mean my tax dollars would go toward supporting you and while I hate to admit it, you do some good work for the office."
"So, how long is this supposed to last? I'm not doing this forever with you, you've got to know that."
"I know" I leaned in, "I've thought about this... I'm going to give your opportunity to win your way out, free and clear. We're going to Atlantic City to spend the weekend at a casino. We'll both sit down at the same table with $500 each".
"I don't have $500 on me!"
"I know, I'll front you the money. Anyways, you can pick any game, poker, blackjack, roulette, craps, whatever, just no slot machines. Whoever has the most money at the end of the night, wins. If you win, I will still destroy the contract and you will be free and clear from me and my desires. If I win, I get you again next weekend, which we will play another game to determine your fate."
"Free and clear?"
"Free and clear."
Her attitude changed; I could see the wheels turning in her head. "More please" she said holding out her glass.
I smiled, "This is going to be fun. Tonight we go to sleep, tomorrow we chill by the pool, and tomorrow night you're going to bet your ass, literally."
When we finally arrived in the casino and got to our room it was already after midnight. There was one king sized bed and she quickly shed her dress in a pile on the floor. In the dim light I see her thong and her bra matched, but soon the bra was on the floor. Within minutes she was asleep.
I stripped down to my underwear and climbed in.
The next morning, I woke to find us spooning in bed. It was morning and my morning wood pressed against her ass cheeks. I kissed her neck softly and cupped a breast. She reacted by pushing her ass back toward me and I pushed right back. I gently rolled her nipple between my finger and thumb, causing her to "Mmmmmm". With her eyes still closed she reached behind her back and found my cock, freeing it from my underwear, stroking it slowly. I released her nipple with a final pinch before sliding my hand down her stomach, under her underwear, wear I found her waxed pussy lips were slightly moist where they came together. I gently squeezed them together with two fingers, then spread them exposing her clit. With a little bit more wetness on the tip of my finger I began to ever so lightly work slow circles around her clit. Her back arched and she tilted her head back against my shoulder. She wasn't fully awake yet, but she was enjoying what was happening. My fingers were slick with her juices and by now I was sliding my two fingers back and forth with her clit between them. My strokes were long and slow, then I finally dipped both finger tips inside her. This woke her.
With a gasp "Shit! I can't believe you just did that!"
"That's rich. You have your hand wrapped around my cock." While slowly sliding my fingers out I said "I will stop if you want me to?"
"Oh"
"Do you want me to stop?"