I had to go out of town for a meeting with one of my clients. It would be an overnight, and I asked my assistant Katey if she would like to go too. I certainly could use her help keeping things organized. "Of course I would, sir", she eagerly agreed.
It was a four-hour flight, and Katey rested her head on my shoulder as she dozed off, her soft, ample breast pressing against my arm. I definately had a thing for Katey, and having her so close to me felt good. I looked down and saw that her skirt had ridden up her leg as she napped, revealing the flesh of her thighs.
When we arrived I was exhausted. Our hotel was an Embassy Suites overlooking the river. Katey stood at my side as we checked into the hotel, her arm linked in mine. The desk clerk looked at us knowingly as I asked for adjoining rooms. "Just call if there is anything else you need", she said as she handed us each our key-cards, almost smirking.
We took the elevator to our rooms on the 12th floor. The bellboy helped with our bags. "Separate rooms, sir?" he queried, as he put Katey's luggage on the bed.
Katey went right to the big picture window and looked out. "Oh sir!" she exclaimed, "it's beautiful!" I went to her side, and slipped my arm around her waist. The window overlooked the city skyline across the river, the sunset light gleaming on the buildings.
"Wow, it sure is," I agreed. "But babe, I am really beat. If it's okay with you I think I'll lie down for a few minutes before dinner. If I fall asleep, can I count on you to wake me up?"
"Of course sir,' she answered. "I'll go visit the shops, maybe take a walk. First tho, go ahead and lie down, and I'll help you get settled" She stepped to me, her hands reaching to my tie to unknot and loosen it. "There, more comfy sir?" As I stretched out on the queen size bed, Katey undid my shoes and tugged them off, gently massaging my feet for a moment. Then she moved up to my head and kissed me on the lips. "You have a nice rest, sir. I'll see you in a little while." She turned on the radio to a country music station, the volume low, and left the room.
I must have dozed off, as perhaps two hours went by without my realizing it. As I opened my eyes I saw the moon gleaming thru the big window. There was a tickling sensation on the bottom of my feet, indeed, that is what awakened me. As the room came into focus, I saw Katey sitting at the foot of the bed, smiling. "Wakey wakey, sir?" she giggled, as she brushed a feather along the bottom of my feet.
"HEY! You stop that!" I hated to be tickled, and Katey knew it.
"Why should I?" she responded playfully, her fingers now grasping behind my knees - a very ticklish spot. "Will I get in trouble?" She increased her probing with her fingers, making me writhe to escape her. "Come on sir ... time to get up!"
"YES you'll get in trouble, young lady!" I sat up quickly and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from tormenting me further. My face was close to hers. She leaned forward, her eyes lidded, her lips slightly parted, inviting me. I kissed her fully yet gently on the mouth, lingering there a few moments. A warmth grew in my loins.
I broke the kiss, my hand still firmly gripping Katey around her wrist. An interesting thought came to mind. "You are so bad," I said. I think you need to be restrained."
With my free hand I completed unknotting my tie, and slipped it from around my neck. Then I wrapped it around Katey's wrist. "Oh, sir ... are you going to tie me up?" She seemed a little startled at the idea.
"That is exactly what I am going to do, young lady. There will be no more tickling here! But first, I have to get your sweater out of the way." I grabbed the hem of her light pullover, and drew it up, lifting it over her head and off. She was wearing a lacy bra underneath. Her free hand went instinctively across her chest to cover herself.
"What are you going to do?" she whispered, suddenly no longer the one in control.
"I am going to tie you to the bed. And then I am going to tickle you ... but I won't be using just my fingers."
Her breath caught in her throat as she took on a submissive role. "Alright, sir. I guess I deserve it."
"That's better. Now, lie down and give me your hand." She complied, resting her head on the pillow. I took the loose end of the tie around her wrist and looped it around the bedpost, securing it there. Next, I went to my luggage. I had brought an assortment of 3 additional neckties, and pulled them from my bag. Not saying a word, she watched my every movement. I went to the other side of the bed, where I wrapped a tie around Katey's free hand then around the opposite post. She now lay on her back,, her arms stretched apart and tied, wearing only her bra above her waist.