The air was tense with anticipation. They danced around one another – made small talk – though knowing that the inevitable long awaited tangling of their bodies was imminent.
She brushed past him & a throb began to pulse steadily between her legs. Trying to busy herself in the rituals of such encounters – the half baked etiquette of sexual liaisons. Though even then – the potential of delaying gratification though highly arousing – seemed unlikely. She has rehearsed this moment in her mind over years & particularly in the last two days. She wanted to be slow– methodical – determined & to tease him to the point of pain. But now she was there – she felt overtaken with passion – ready to disregard the replay of years of anticipation and stride him mercilessly.
She sat on his lap – their lips met – their tongues explored each others mouths with less of urgency and more ease than she had expected. His mouth met hers –gently they nibbled – licked & every once in a while – plunged their tongues to the point where she really couldn’t tell where her mouth ended &his began. Then intermittently slowing down again – readjusting the ferocity –gently kissing & their eyes met. They saw deep into each other that moment& they really should have known then – that this was something quite different. She felt him harden against her & their breathing hastened. Her nipples erect – the goose bumps on her neck & chest – made her shudder. And all the time – the wetness grew – the throbbing in her cunt intensified. Her pants so wet & she cold feel her lips begin to open. He lifted her onto the bed – the initial urgency of removing one another’s clothes subsided & they began to savour the undressing.
As they peeled away the layers – they both absorbed one another. Taking it all in – experiencing it through every sense. The feel of one another’s skin – his manliness – the ruggedness of his body hair – the briefest of glimpses of the tip of his cock – a little moist & shiny – as his pants fell to the floor. The slightly salty taste of his sweat as she passed her mouth over his neck – the feel of his breathing as it deepened. The smell of sex hung in the air like musk & she knew that they would touch each other deeply on every level.
As she lay back on the bed – half dressed on the top half – he slowly removed her panties. She neither faltered – nor covered herself up – nor sought the dark. The half light seeped through the curtains giving just enough illumination for him to inspect her. She wanted this man to explore every inch of her – to know her inside & out. She wanted to know that he would always know her cunt. Always be able to tell it was her. To be sure that it was safe. Strangely – both sexually & emotionally – she wanted to be vulnerable. She parted her legs – looked briefly in his eyes as if to say – ‘Its okay –whatever you do to me is okay’. He returned her gaze & they both knew that it was safe.
From her diagonal position across the bed – she watched as his mouth moved closer to her cunt. She felt as though she would burst – but she needed to see this moment – this instant when his mouth explored her – this erotic defining instant in time – their time. She watched as his tongue appeared from his lips– moved closer to her cunt & it met with her clitoris. She felt her hips move to meet him – her back arched & a deep but quiet sigh came from her mouth. He licked her cunt beautifully – his tongue gently but rhythmically darting across her clitoris. She swooned – the intensity distracted her &while she continued to look – the build up in her cunt took away her focus & she observed him lick her through a misty film of desire.
The boss’ daughter settled in well. For a couple of weeks following her sexual initiation – she was a little coy. She worked very hard – was especially efficient – but she never mentioned the events of that night. Every once in a while I caught her looking at me when she thought I didn’t see her. Brief sideways glances – her face a little confused. I imagined she was embarrassed but I hoped when she remembered her awakening – her pants would be damp. Most of all I hoped that I had left her wanting more – hungry. Her coyness both infuriated me & turned me on. I wasn’t sure if this little vixen was genuinely embarrassed or if she was deliberately playing the little girl lost to drive me even wilder with desire. I was damned if I was going to make it easy for her – she would have to make the first move next time. I wanted the memory of what we had done to prompt her to come to me – to ask – to beg for more. I had plans for this girl – dirty plans. Her journey had hardly begun.
As for me – the images in my mind were a vivid as ever. I had lived off them for what felt like an eternity. Her initial apprehension – the first time I touched her – the way after a little licking her tight lips opened to greet my tongue – the small drops of wet trickling down her cunt – giving way to masses of shiny sweet juice. Night after night as I wanked myself to sleep – I relived it. The velvety feel of the inside of her tight cunt the first time I probed her & the look of sheer fear on her face as she came. These images tipped me over the edge to powerful orgasm every time I called them up – I hardly needed to touch myself. Man I was sure I could almost come only the memory alone. But I was becoming impatient.
We all worked like Trojans – the hours we put in were immense – the activity & sense of focus in the office was beyond anything I could remember. Though the bonuses we would get if we pulled this off – were massive & bar sex – money is a great motivator. Presenting the proposal was tense – I was nervous as hell – but I brought my cute little apprentice with me. My brief after all had been to expose her to all aspects of the business & though it irked me to admit it – I had given her a lot of menial tasks. I told her just to watch & learn. Her eyes flashed in recognition – hadn’t I said that before? My performance in the board room was fantastic – they were a tough group to convince & once or twice I struggled. Then just before I wound up – my cute little helper piped up. I could feel my blood pressure rise – I had told her to say nothing – to keep quite.
But this babe delivered like a true professional & unless I was mistaken – she called upon her sexual charm to convince the bunch of uptight wankers to go with us. Waiting outside the boardroom while they considered – I looked at her knowingly. She smiled back – straightened her blouse & gently brushed my tits as she moved by. One day this woman would be a mover – competition for me. The outcome – we won the bid. The celebrations after these things were great. Crates of champagne – everyone letting their hair down – a real no holds barred party. Me I had only two things on my mind. Rediscovering the feel of her pussy & sacking the lazy smart assed wanker who had contributed little.
I had intended to do the latter first – but fuck my juices were flowing & when I stepped away from the celebrations into my office for a moment & saw her sitting there – my priorities shifted. The look on her face told me that she wanted me too. Wasting no time I took her hands & stood her up. Slowly opening her buttons to reveal her pert tits – I looked at her intensely. Making no move to touch her I waited – watched. “Touch me” she muttered. Man I had wanted to hear that for weeks. Taking her nipples in my mouth – her breathing quickened – her nipples hardened in my mouth. This shy girl had blossomed in more ways than one & would you believe it – she took the lead – gave the orders.