My first piece of drunk writing. WARNING: This series features assault, blackmail, home-invasion and forced sex. Ending is left open. Suitable for non-con fans. Mainstream readers or those easily triggered, skip this one.
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Sandra was an attractive twenty-six year old. Although she was quite short, her body was beautifully proportioned. In sunlight her ash brown, slightly curled locks strangely alternated in colour between rich gold and vibrant chestnut. Her breasts were high and firm, not big enough to be affected by gravity, but the perfect size to occupy a mans hand. Her legs were long and slender, which gave her the appearance of being much taller than her 155cm height.
Her general expressions were good-natured and quite engaging, especially admirable were the way her hazel eyes lit up when she spoke about anything she was passionate about. It was always with reluctance that men parted from her company, whether they needed to attend pressing work tasks, or if she felt their interest in her was becoming inappropriate.
If she fit into a category it would be the 'sweet girl next door', not the experienced and seductive woman. For this reason, Simon, her team leader, found her irresistible.
Simon, by comparison, was well over 6 feet tall, and towered over Sandra whenever they happened to meet. Simon had very short hair, almost a buzz-cut, and dark, intense brown eyes. He wasn't tall and lanky, but as well proportioned to his height as Sandra was to hers. Broad shoulders and a wide, solid chest did justice to his height, and his legs, though you couldn't tell when he was in business attire, were very athletic. Thirty one years old, he was the epitome of a man.
Unlike Sandra, Simon was not very personable. He was the strong and silent type, and did not often engage in lengthy social conversation. This isn't to say he was unfriendly, but he always conducted himself respectfully, and didn't enjoy discussions which were not work-related. Although Sandra found Simon physically attractive, because of his serious disposition he was never very remarkable in her eyes.
Besides always sticking to the rule 'don't shit where you eat', Sandra, unlike the other women in the office, wouldn't have been interested in pursuing a relationship with Simon even if they were not colleagues. Of course, given Simon's tendency to dry humour and professionalism, she would have been hugely surprised if she knew just how much Simon wanted her, and that whenever she was near he watched her carefully.
To give Simon credit, he had fought his feelings ever since he met Sandra, six months ago. Being alone with her was agony, but not once did he ever betray his urges in her company.
Simon really did believe in the importance of a career untarnished by office affairs. But as the time passed, it became more necessary to spend time with Sandra, since she was transferred to his team a month ago, and he had reached breaking point. Unfortunately, although Simon could be charming when he chose, he was inexperienced with female relationships.
Not to say he hadn't slept with plenty of women, Simon was a highly sexed man, and very familiar with the female body. But he had never desired to date any of his one night stands, never desired exclusivity. That is, until he met Sandra. The dilemma he was presented with was that he was overcome with desire for a woman he worked with, and not only did this woman appear completely unaffected by him, the thought of her dating anyone else drove him crazy. Which was very unlike him.
He did not know how to date women, he only knew how to bed them. Sexually, Simon was very dominating, always in control. On rare occasions, to heighten his enjoyment he involved one of this friends, Steven. Even though some women were reluctant at first, Simon knew how to manipulate to get his way, and although he had never physically hurt a woman, he was not necessarily proud of the methods he had felt necessary to convince a woman to submit.
Yet, no complaints had ever been lodged against him, and if a woman ever felt he had crossed a line, she had never mentioned it in parting, or after. In fact, most had attempted to date him afterwards.
So although he was sure he could give Sandra immense pleasure, he had no idea how to bring about the circumstances to show her. After delaying his passions for months on end (during which time, he had completely lost interest in casual sex) he resolved to give in to his desires. As soon as he decided to cross this line, he realised that if his attempts to seduce her were to be met with rejection, he wouldn't be able to tolerate it. More likely he would have to teach her a lesson in submission.
He wasn't willing to waste time getting her to notice him romantically. He didn't have the patience to woo her, particularly with the prospect that she might reject him, his libido couldn't allow it. It would be less complicated if he just did things his own way, taking her by surprise.
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Two weeks since making his decision, Simon was granted an opportunity to act on it. Both he and Sandra were working late, which was nothing new given the reports they worked with often arrived in the evening. However it was the first time in a month, because the other company they were liaising with, the only one to send their data in the evenings, had temporarily closed down for several weeks.
It wasn't until 8pm that Simon and Sandra had completed their work. When they had to work late they usually ordered takeout, and that night they talked business and exchanged a few ordinary comments about their weekend plans over a pizza. Sandra was completely at ease with him, with no inkling that their relationship was about to drastically change.
