Alex gives Cynthia an intimate gift.
Dear reader. What you are about to read has come from my furtive and over imaginative, dirty mind. Yes, it is all my own work. And please, if you are after realism or some sort of higher-level literature move on this is clearly beneath your expectations and good taste. Note that all characters in my stories are of a legal age and participate willingly. This is the second chapter in this series. Enjoy!
Copyright is asserted by the author. Β©SBarak1
Note: This story contains Australian slang and vernacular. If you can't work it out drop a comment below and I will translate. Also beware I try and use Microsoft Word to correct my spelling and grammar.
This is not a stand-alone story. Make sure you read the earlier chapter so this story makes sense.
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The alarm on my phone beside the bed woke me with a start. I quickly killed it and re-wrapped my arms around this warm, cuddly, beautiful woman I was sleeping naked against. We had been spooning but as I rolled onto my back to switch off the alarm she rolled with me. She was now snuggled into my side.
"Gotta go beautiful," I whispered.
She snuffled and an arm reached across my chest making an attempt to hold me.
"Can't," came the muffled response into my armpit.
I stroked her hair then placed my hand on her arm. I lay there thinking about the last 36 hours and then what the day and then the week might look like. I would have to be careful at work. I didn't want her to compromise her position as HR Director but at the same time I wanted to be playful. I examined my feelings. There was no doubt I was falling for her, but was I ready for a relationship with the disaster of my previous relationship still fresh in mind.
Laying there still waking up something clicked. I hadn't realised it before but I did know it. It was her scent. She smelled fantastic. Not just when she was aroused. It was her natural scent. I put my nose against her hair. That was it. She didn't just smell fantastic she smelt delicious.
I had to go, needed to get home and get to work. The bedside clock said 6:10AM. I slid out of bed and leaned over her giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Hmmmmmm,"
"See you later beautiful."
"Later," she murmured.
I put my tee-shirt on and found the rest of my clothes in the laundry. My runners and socks were located under the dining room table. I packed my satchel, let myself out and headed for home. I was at my workstation by 7:30AM.
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It would have been after nine when I was trying to find a solution to a strange little problem with some security software when I looked up to see Cyn standing beside me with a coffee mug in her hand. She was looking very corporate, hair back, tailored navy-blue jacket and skirt, dark stockings, high heels.
"Good morning Alex."
"Good morning Cynthia", I responded, using her full name so as not to sound too familiar. You never knew who would be listening.
"Could you drop by my office in the next 10 or 15?"
"Sure."
I watched her shapely large arse, encased in that tailored skirt, as she walked away. That didn't take long I thought. I knew she wouldn't want to draw attention to us. Not yet anyway. I wondered what she wanted that couldn't wait. Ten minutes later I was standing at her door.
I knocked and entered.
"Please close the door," she said, immediately standing. She was across the office and in my arms in an instant. Her beaming face looking up into mine. We kissed.
"I didn't have the opportunity to thank you for an amazing and exciting weekend Alex. Not only did you fix my laptop you have fixed a lot of other things. My pussy is very grateful for your attention although a little sore and stretched. My nipples are very satisfied if not a little raw. Not to mention you have got me off my porn addiction although I think you will need to apply more of your therapy, a lot more of your therapy," she giggled.
I kissed her again and gave her a squeeze.
"Glad to be of service ma'am. I insist on another service call this evening say seven?"
"Any time you want too darling. Seven's good. You can service me anytime...."
I interrupted her with another kiss.
"I had a fantastic time too Cyn. I'm looking forward to my next 'service' call with eager anticipation. I'm sure I will have my tool recalibrated by then and ready for more 'therapy'."
Cyn looked up at me, her eyes bright.
"You are very naughty. It's the sort of naughty I really love."
I gave her another kiss and we disengaged. She reached up and rubbed a smear of her lipstick from the corner of my mouth with her thumb.
"Haven't smudged my makeup, have I?"
"You'd better check,"
She walked back around to her desk and got a small mirror from her handbag.
"I better get going," I said with a wink.
She looked at me and smiled as she reapplied her makeup.
Back at my desk I thought about the weekend and came back to the idea I had been hatching. I wanted to get something for Cyn and I wanted it to be memorable and naughty. Flowers were to obvious and certainly not naughty. My thoughts drifted to our brief dalliance with anal sex. Click!
My thoughts were interrupted by another presence beside my desk.
"Good morning Alex," a chirpy voice announced.
"Good morning Jess. How are you?"
"Just super thank you. I had a nice time at the pub on Friday night."
"Did you get home safely?"
"Sonia and Anne looked after me. I was little under the weather, wasn't I?"
"Just a bit," I agreed with her. "It was a good night though."
"Will you be there this Friday? You know there's always a group of us who go every Friday."
"I'll have to see, looks like Friday will be my last day."
"Oh," she said somewhat dejectedly.
"I'll try and be there."
"Super!"
Jess turned and left. I watched her slim form head around the corner.
Lunchtime found me in an adult shop some distance away from the office. A young female shop assistant was by my side as we examined a range of shiny metallic butt plugs.
"For you or someone special?" she asked.
"A friend."
"Size?"
"Can't be sure. I think I would like to surprise her with a selection."
"Nice. How about this range?" she said moving me to a display cabinet with a range of metal butt plugs. One set, of different sizes, had red heart shaped gems on the base.
"That set of four with the hearts looks the ticket."