Adam came in from class to find his girlfriend sound asleep. He stood at the foot of the bed admiring her. Aside from the sheets tangled around her legs and a few bruises on her body from the night before she was nude. His girlfriend's body was far from super model perfect, but he loved her voluptuous curves. Tess mumbled in her sleep and brushed her hair out of her face. Adam felt a little guilty when he saw the bruises and cuts on her wrist. Even though Tess had joked around the night before about having to wear long sleeves for a few days, he had a feeling they were going to be a bit sore.He reached under the bed and pulled out two wrapped boxes. He laid them on the foot of the bed as he crawled into bed with his girlfriend. He was silently debating whether to wake her up or curl up and nap with her. Tess decided for him when she rolled over, her body bumping against his. Her eyes meet his as a satisfied smile spread over her face."Good morning.""It's afternoon," Adam correct
There she was again - waiting for the phone technician to show up. The phone system had been going haywire ever since the companies had merged, so the technician was coming out to do some maintenance. Unfortunately, maintenance is usually performed during off-hours, so Jena knew her whole night was probably shot. It was 5pm, so most of the employees had already headed home for the day. Jena loved this time of day because it was so peaceful and quiet. It just made her want to run up and down the aisles between cubicles! Finally, her pager went off - it was the technician.She went to the door and let him in. Jena had worked with David before on the phone system, so she had no concerns about being in the office alone with him. He was a student on the weekends - working to get his IT degree. They frequently talked ‘shop' while backups were being performed, etc. Anyway, she had some miscellaneous work she wanted to finish up, so she left David and headed back to her office.On her way
Jena backed off of his lap and drop to her knees before him. He sat straight up in his chair and she pushed him to lay back. "Close your eyes" Jena whispered and he laid back into his chair. She unbuttoned his shirt to expose his nipples to the cool air and proceeded to unzip his pants. Earlier in the day, she had noticed how his pants accentuated his nicely toned legs and ass. She could feel the sweet juices flow between her legs as she remembered this vision. When Jena unzipped his pants, she was pleasantly surprised at the fact that Jason wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock and balls were freshly shaved.She began slowly so he wouldn't cum too soon...slowly lowering her warm, wet mouth around his already engorged shaft. Jena was careful not to massage his sack too much as she wanted him to enjoy the sensation as long as possible. After a few minutes, she started to suck his cock with more vigor while holding the base of his shaft firmly with her hand. While she was occupie
"I have the one you ordered sir.""The brunette with amethyst eyes and long, long, such long legs?" He became so wrapped up in the image of her that he almost didn't hear the servant's response."Yes. She's tied up in there." He nodded towards a tent to Matthew's right."She's quite a catch, sir.""That's why I chose her." His voice was deep and husky. "What's her name?""No one knows, sir.""Well then, I'll just have to find out, won't I?" he began walking towards the tent, which was a large and circular tent made of orange, green and red patterned fabric in a geometric pattern. "Thank you, Jules. I'll let you know how I get on."The servant bowed and left. Matthew strode around the tent, his riding boots scuffing along the dirt as he walked, his riding crop tapping against the side of his leg as a picture formed in his mind of the lady within this chamber, awaiting his arrival. As he approached the entrance he saw dark green curtains framed it. The curtains were tied back allowing
His eyes were so piercing that she almost believed him. It was as if his eyes numbed her body, allowing her no escape. His finger moved, brushing across her lips on its way to her cheek. His eyes followed the finger and her eyes were on his gaze. His finger stroked down the side of her face to her throat. Instinctively, she tilted her head back.She may not want him to make love to her, but in a way she did. She wanted a man to make love to her, to hold her and touch her. The thought sent a shiver through her and she found she was excited at the thought of this compelling man making love to her. Under his touch she fought for control, trying her best not to let him see how much she wanted him to continue - even when she protested against it.His mouth met her throat and she closed her eyes, drawing an unsteady breath. "Just pretend I'm the man you love." He murmured against her skin.Suddenly, her eyes snapped open as her sense returned. What was she doing? This man was going to fuc
Then, he leaned towards her and brushed his lips over hers. She moaned as his lips caressed, his hand moving through her hair and to her nape and pulling her closer. His tongue moved, probing, exploring and tasting. Her hands went to him, tangled in his hair and pressed his mouth down onto hers.She was beginning to quiver, her knees feeling weak. The heat emanating from his body was clouding her senses, as was his taste, his scent. As if reading her thoughts he pulled her body against his. She went willingly and as her beautiful breasts became crushed against Matthew's powerful chest, a thrill shot through him. She couldn't help the little whimper that escaped her as his lips moved to nibble on her ear."Does this look like fucking] to you, slave?" the whisper of his words was so erotic as it touched her ear.She couldn't believe what was happening to her.She was here as a servant for this rich and arrogant man who seemed cold, uncaring and conceited. Yet, this was the same man who
Finding his head she drew it up towards her and kissed him, opening her eyes to see him. "Hello," he said. "Can I ask, what is your name?"."My name is, Elise." she kissed the corner of his mouth."Good evening, Elise. My name is Matthew."They rolled around, bodies tangled together on the bed blindly kissing each other. Matthew rolled Elise beneath him and pinned her to the bed. "You're driving me crazy," he told her throat."Isn't that the idea?" she replied, her tone changing, becoming harder. "Elise, stop it. I thought we'd gone past all that."."How can we? The bottom line is you paid for me to be here and now you're just going to use me. Tomorrow I'll be gone.""Let's just enjoy now, we'll talk about it in the morning." He stroked her damp hair back form her face. "The truth is I don't think I'll be satisfied with just tonight."She looked at him blankly. What exactly did he mean by that? So he wanted her, a lot, but all he could do to buy her some more time was to, well, buy s
The morning that Matthew awoke to was warm and bright. Matthew now noticed that there were windows dotted around the tent fabric, these unnoticeable from the outside as they looked like part of the pattern. The windows were covered in curtains that were orange but also thin, allowing light to pass through them as if they weren't there.He turned in the bed to see a dark mass of curls spread out behind the most beautiful face he had ever seen. Looking into her face, he remembered last night - that this lady was his slave for the night, that her name was Elise and that her boss Jimmy would be coming to take her away from him at around 10 a.m. He looked at his watch attached to the small table beside the bed and found that Jimmy, who was always prompt, would be here in twenty minutes. ...................Elise awoke slowly, her mind remembering the sensations of the evening before with Matthew. She smiled and wondered if he was awake. Turning over, she saw that the bed was empty, exce