Austin’s teasing has almost worked me up to a fever pitch. I swear I have never been more turned on in my life. My legs tremble as I struggle to remain quiet like I have been instructed. Finally I feel him move his hand closer to my now dripping wet centre. He slowly pulls my panties to the side and his hand slowly circles my most sensitive point.
“Well, feels like someone is all worked up.” he says, as his fingers find my soaking slit.
I say nothing in return, not wanting the sensation of his touch to stop because I could not follow his command. He strokes up and down before slowly pushing a single finger inside me. My inner wales flutter around his finger, the intrusion sending small sparks of pleasure through my now highly sensitive body.
“More.” I say breathlessl
His hands reach around and two of his fingers attach themselves to my nipple and give it a sharp pinch. I involuntarily flinch at the hot sensation of pain that now radiates from it, even as even more wetness pools between my legs. My chest heaves as I breathe through the pain. He releases it and all I feel is the throbbing sensation left in his wake. “Now behave or the next time it will be worse.” His voice growls into my ear. Before I have time to comprehend what he has said his hand returns to its previous task and I am left gasping for breath as the orgasm I have been teetering on the edge of for a while comes crashing in. “Good girl” Austin purrs. He begins to fix my dress as he says “We best be getting back before anyone realizes what we have been up to.” My face colors as I quickly drop the ski
Upon reentering the party, I swear I can feel all eyes on us. As people glance our way, I think that I see knowing looks. It is as if everyone here knows exactly what we were up to while we were gone. My face colors as these thoughts sink in and I grasp Austin's hand just a little bit tighter because of it. Austins rubs his thumb over my hand and it somewhat soothes me. I plaster an uncertain smile across my face as we rejoin the others seated at the table. My stomach lurches a little as I watch my father trail kisses up the side of Yvette’s neck. “Mr. Stratos, How are things on your end of the Asiatic trade deal?” Austin asks. Part of me wonders if it is for my comfort as it forces my father to stop what he is doing in order to answer him. “Things are progressing as well as can be expected, especially in light of the unrest within the region.” He answers, his words slightly slurred as if his mouth had a small amount of liquid remaining within it. “How are things progressing with my
The drive home is awkward and uncomfortable after my father's outburst. I sit and fidget trying to settle my nerves before Austin can unnerve me anymore. "Do you have any idea what your father could have meant?" he asks, breaking the silence. "I have no idea" I respond, honestly. Austin breathes a frustrated sigh. His eyes are pulled back to his phone and I can hear him mumbling "Three missed calls from a number I don't recognize." Noticing the direction my eyes have gone, Austin quickly puts his phone away before it becomes a visual problem."Who was that?" I ask, my voice sounding a little higher than usual.Austin doesn't respond right away. His hand flexes and curls into fists as he internally battles something before turning to me and putting on a fake smile “Nothing important” He perks up suddenly “Since there is a storm tonight, what would you think of sitting in with me to make sure everything is okay?”“Uh. Sure. I guess.” An uneasy feeling settles into my stomach now. Was
I lay awake in bed, still slightly hung over from the night before. After spending the night wooing business associates of my father, the kind of perverse older men that enjoy hitting on much younger women, I needed a drink to forget the slimy feel of hands lingering where they shouldn’t. My best friend Kenzie was more than happy to oblige and now here I am, splitting headache and all. Just as I am about to doze off again the shrill ringtone I have assigned to my father wakes me. “Ah Victoria, as always the men enjoyed your company last night. They offered me an extra two percent on the price of our fuel!” My fathers excited voice trills down the line. Internally groaning, I respond “That’s great Dad, but I’m a little busy at the moment. Can I call you back in a few hours?” “Now Victoria we both know that you hav
Once again the shrill ringtones cries out from my phone. Grimacing, I again answer my fathers call.“Hi Dad. What do you need?”“I need you to come down to the office. Something has come up and I need you.”To be honest, I am a little disgusted at myself when my heart nearly leaps out of my chest with excitement. This is it! He finally needs me!“I can be there in about thirty minutes if that’s okay?”“The sooner the better” He snaps and then hangs up.For him to be behaving like that it has to be important. I go to my closet and throw on any remotely business-like clothes I
“As you know, lately the business has been struggling.” He begins. “With the world crying about global warming and climate change it's no wonder we are beginning to get hammered by the media. Nobody wants to deal in fossil fuels anymore, nevermind that there is currently no viable alternative. Anyway, to make matters worse, I am being undercut at every turn, not to mention having long time customers tell me no. Me! Can you believe it?” He asks, blatantly hoping I will blindly agree with him.“Well, with the growing shift towards eco-friendly maybe we could branch out, throw some money in research and development and maybe get ahead of the …”“No. No. No. we aren’t doing that. I have one way to help with this and that's to make a deal with the devil that is killing my business.”
Once outside my fathers office I quickly google the location of the closest subway station. Kenzie lives at the other end of the city, I would rather not spend over one hundred dollars on a cab if I can help it. Three blocks away I am descending into the subway station, swiping my metro card I pass through the turnstile and look up at the boards displaying the routes that were available. Locating the one which would lead me to Kenzie’s I move through the crowd to the platform to wait.The subway slides into the station and with a hiss the doors open. People pass through the doors, emptying the carriage in front of me. Unfortunately, instead of being patient an overly enthused teenage boy attempts to push through the crowd knocking down a young woman.Pushing my way gently through the crowd, I helped her to gather her things that she ha
Moaning as I wake, I roll over and clutch my head. Just how much did we drink last night?Glancing to my left I spy the two empty tequila bottles laying haphazardly on the coffee table. I must have passed out on the couch. Going through my memories of last night and remembering that Kenzie had sent that text, I quickly scramble around the living room in search of my phone. Upon finding it I sigh. Flat! Damn it all! I really need to check what she actually sent!“Kenzie! Wake up! I need your phone charger!” I yell, not overly fussed if I woke her up.“Quit your yelling I’m right here” she says walking out of