SHE'S MINE
by
Katie Santee
She was going to a conference in Illinois in two days. The timing couldn't be more perfect for what I had in mind. I have watched her for many years, as she is my wife's best friend. Her husband has been ill for several years and isn't going with her so it was now or never.
We have been working together for a little over twelve years and my fascination with her has only grown stronger. Yes, I got married. Yes, I have two children whom I love very much. But there is just something about this woman that I can't let go of and want much more of. Oh, so much more.
As she has gone up the corporate ladder, her allure has become so rampant with me that I have had to take the situation in hand way too many times. I've had to leave my office for the men's room to relieve the agony before I could continue with my day's assignments.
Well, soon, that is going to change. I have made arrangements to be on that trip right along with her. She just doesn't know it yet and won't until we are at the same hotel. Correction. When she is laying on her bed, being totally satisfied by me, then she'll know.
Silently I made all the preparations at work to clear my schedule and told my wife that I was attending a different conference in another city. My hotel room was reserved and guaranteed. My flight was scheduled, making sure it was at a different part of the airport. Everything was set and ready for my departure.
The day of travel arrived and it was rather tricky getting through the check in counter at the airport without running into her. But I did and boarded my plane. The flight was smooth and I arrived at the hotel before her. I asked what floor she was on and asked to be put on the same one as we were working on a project together for the conference. The hotel clerk was very gracious and accommodating.
Room service brought me dinner then I showered and settled in for the night. My mind started to formulate my plan to make my fantasy come true at last. I fell into the best night's sleep I'd had in a long time.
During the day, I knew that she would be in meetings. That gave me ample time to wander around and work out my nervousness. Toward evening, I went to the front desk and told the clerk that she was in a meeting and needed some important information and that she had forgotten to give me the key to her room. The clerk said she wasn't supposed to give it to me and would have to call her. I explained that she was on stage and that would be impossible, but that this was most important to her presentation. Finally, she agreed and gave me a key card.
Smiling, I got on the elevator, went to my room and got what I would need for the evening I had in store. I then proceeded from my room to hers and let myself in.
She had left all the lights on and the television. So, I turned off all but the dim one over in the corner that stood behind the tall back arm chair. I turned the television down. Walking to the night stand I placed the items I was going to use later. I also prepared the bed by pulling down the spread and top sheet, spreading rose pedals along the middle and pillows. Then I took off all my clothes, folded them and put them in the top of the closet.
Knowing when the meeting was to be over, I sat on the end of the bed and watched television until I knew she would be coming to her room. Turning the volume down very low, I got up and stood at the wall, being right behind the door when it opened.
Waiting.... Waiting...Waiting....
The key card went into the slot.... back out ...and the door knob turned. She opened the door and stepped inside. As the door started to close I reached out and covered her mouth with my hand and wrapped my other arm around her waist. I held her back to my chest. I held her still. Now I had her. She's mine.
She started to pull, turn, twist trying to get away but I held her tightly against me. I pulled her head back and whispered in her ear to calm down, that I wasn't there to hurt her. I asked her if she understood and she shook her head to affirm.
I moved her further into the room as I wanted her closer to the king size bed. She was breathing hard and I wanted to calm her down some but knew that wasn't going to happen right now. Both of us were running on adrenaline so I just held her to me. God, her body felt so good next to mine. Soft, supple, sexy. I had waited so long to feel her next to me. I felt my member wanting to grow but tried to hold him at bay. I wanted to go slow and savor each and every moment with her.
I told her I was going to take my hand from her mouth, but not to make a sound. If she agreed, to shake her head. She did. Slowly, I removed my hand. I reached down to the nightstand and brought up the scarf that I then inserted into her mouth and tied around her head. She tried to turn around but I held her still. I then reached and grabbed the blindfold and slipped it over her eyes and around her head. She whimpered.
Again, I told her I wasn't going to hurt her, but for her to enjoy this experience. It would be the best one she probably had ever had. I explained that I only wanted to give her pleasure but it was her choice if it went that way. Did she understand? She shook her head that she did.
She felt so good in my arms but I knew that I had to get her hands secured so that I could move her down onto the bed. I reached over to the night stand and took the hand cuffs, placing one on each wrist, securing her hands behind her back. Running my hand down her back sent shivers over her skin and goose bumps formed along her arms.
I put my hand on the back of her neck and told her to climb up on the bed and to lay on her stomach. I guided her, laying her head on the pillow. Trying to be as thoughtful to her comfort as I could, I removed her shoes and gently rubbed her feet. Working my way up, I rubbed her ankles, calves and on up to her thighs. Continuing up was such a temptation, but I had to have patience. This was a work in progress and it had to go slowly.
Soft moans started to escape from her as I reached the top of her thighs toward her center. But I didn't want her that warm yet. So, I stopped and went to the head of the bed. Sitting down, I turned her over. She had on a purple button down, short sleeved blouse. Slowly, my fingers released each button until the blouse was completely open. Lightly I ran my fingertips across the very top of her breasts that were riding at the top of her bra. Her skin was so soft and supple. She felt heavenly.
Noticing that she was uncomfortable with her hands cuffed behind her back, I told her to keep very still and I would remove the cuffs from her hands and move them for her. I said to nod if she agreed. She did.
Having prepared the bed already, knowing she would probably try something the moment I released her hands, I took her right hand and released it, keeping her left one underneath her. I took it and moved it quickly to the silk rope I had attached to the bed and tied it. She tried to roll into me and move her left hand and arm but I moved over her fast and held her down while I took her left hand and tied it to the bed. She tried to buck and move me off of her but I wasn't going anywhere.
She twisted again but it was of no consequence. As I slid down her legs to her ankles, I took first one and then the other and secured them to the corners of the bed. I stood up at the foot of the bed and admired the lady laying before me.
She was a treasure I was going to enjoy unwrapping, slowly. Very, very slowly. I was going to savor every part of her. She would know that she had been thoroughly and completely ravished. Her head went back onto the pillow and a deep sigh escaped her lips. Yes, she's mine!
Going to the head of the bed I pushed the rose pedals away from her hair. Some stands of hair had stuck to her face and I gently brushed them aside, letting my fingertips travel along her cheek. She shivered in response.
Her lips, with that bright red lipstick, looked so soft and inviting. Leaning down I lightly touched them with mine. She hesitated for a moment before returning with a slight kiss of her own. It was very slight, her lips barely moving. That was alright. They would be put to better use later.
Kissing and licking down her neck to her ear and sucking on her earlobe, then continuing down to her shoulders made her squirm and wriggle. Her body wanted the attention. Her nipples were getting harder. They were poking through the fabric of her black lace bra.
Reaching over to the nightstand I retrieved the scissors and placed the blades on her chest. She shivered at the touch of the cold metal. I snipped first one strap and then the other and watched them slip off her shoulders. Dragging the blades downward I centered them over her breastbone and slid them into position and cut her bra in half, letting the cups fall to the sides. Her glorious globes settled a little to each side as I beheld such amazing breasts.
My eyes worshiped her. She was all I had envisioned in my mind. Putting the scissors back, I reached out with both hands and my fingertips grazed her breasts. Her nipples hardened more. Goosebumps formed on her flesh. I could almost see her breasts enlarge before my eyes. I leaned over taking one breast in my hand and licked it all over. Tasting her, savoring her flavor.
Leaning over I switched to the other breast, taking it in my hand and massaging it. I could hear her low moans as I lightly licked it.
"God, she tasted so good." I thought.
I took a nipple into my mouth and toyed with it, nibbled it with my teeth. Her moans grew louder. Her hips started to wiggle back and forth. She couldn't lay still. I knew my ministrations were having the desired effect on her.
While my mouth, tongue and teeth were working her breasts, from one to the other, I moved my hand down over her tummy from side to side and up and down avoiding her clean-shaven mound. Her hips rose, wanting the contact with my hand but I held her at bay. I wanted her hot, so hot that she needed me. Desired me.
My engorged manhood lay nestled beside her outer thigh. As I slid down her further, trailing kisses and licks down her abdomen I rubbed myself against her leg. I knew she could feel me there. What was she thinking? Did she want me yet? Was she wet yet? Her body said she wanted me. Did her mind?
