She was so nervous as the elevator took her up to the correct floor. She smoothed her hand over her skirt and tried to imagine her hands weren't as clammy as they felt. She looked at the numbers as they flashed and quickly removed her coat. It was suddenly very hot.
There were only three floors to go and suddenly she got a naughty idea. Without thinking she reached under the long skirt and pulled off her panties. She stuffed them into her purse as she straightened her skirt again. She smiled pleased with herself. If someone had been waiting and the elevator door had opened as she was taking them off, she would have been mortified.
She watched as the elevator opened and felt the pounding of her heart. Maybe she should just go. He would never know she had been here. But what's the point of coming this far only to leave? She should leave, she really should. She could be setting herself up for trouble or something worse.
Calm down! She snapped in her head. He can't be all that bad!
She walked down the hall looking at the door numbers. When she came to the right one she stood there for a minute unsure what to do. She knew she should knock but somehow she just couldn't make the simple movement. Her heart was beating frantically, she was sure he could hear it through the door. She took a deep breath and walked away from the door hoping to calm down. She stopped walking when she saw she was back at the elevator, her hand near the button.
She took another deep breath trying to slow her heart. She can do this. Knocking on the door doesn't take much. Maybe she could knock and run. No, that would be stupid and childish. She went back to the door holding her hands to keep them from shaking.
Just knock on the damn door! She thought angrily to herself. She couldn't believe she was acting like this. She's just meeting another human being. There's nothing wrong with that, even though her heart still hadn't slowed down. She knocked and forced herself to stay still. She wanted to bolt; dear God how she wanted to run and hide.
She was thinking maybe she should, but before she could turn to go, the door opened and there he stood. He looked at her and smiled, leaning against the door, as she felt her heart give a jolt.
"Well," he said softly, his voice sounding surprised and very seductive at the same time. That one word held a lot of promise of things to come...if she was a good girl. The look in his eyes said the same thing while he looked her. "I didn't think you'd show."
She very well couldn't stand here silently while he looked at her, so she said the first thing that came to her mind, "Hello."
His smile widened as he opened the door to let her pass. She walked in sitting down in a chair and watched as he closed the door. The nervousness was bordering on terror, but she wouldn't let herself concentrate on it. She walked over to him and kissed him softly on the lips. He put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him. She could feel how hard he was through the thin material of her skirt and the feel of his hard dick excited her. She moaned against his lips and pressed harder against him.
He walked her to the bed, his lips never leaving hers. His thumbs rubbed against her nipples through her shirt and she moaned again.
"Take off your shirt," he said softly.
"Right now?" she asked.
He nodded. "Take it off. Now." His voice was full of command.
She took off the shirt letting it fall to the floor without a moment's notice. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing them and massaging them. He sat down on the bed kneading her breasts. She leaned into him as he reached around and unsnapped the bra, pulling it from her shoulders and tossing it to the floor.
"Oh my," he said softly before burying his face in them, his lips finding a nipple and sucking it between them. She moaned arching her back and running her fingers through his hair. He bit and nibbled on one before moving his head to the other one and giving it soft, slow attention.
"Oh, yes," she breathed. Her fingers clenched in his hair and she forced herself to relax them. She could feel his hands move along her sides slowly. They moved in almost a searching manner before he stopped and drew away from her to look at her. "What's this?" he stroked her upper thigh. "Aren't you wearing any panties?"
She shook her head, embarrassed now. He smiled and placed a hand under her skirt, moving his hand slowly along the inside of her thigh. He stroked her once, his smile widening when he found out how wet she was.
"Naughty girl," he said softly. He kept one hand on her mound as the other came around and smacked her playfully on the ass. She placed her hands on his shoulders to keep her steady. "What am I going to do with you?"
She looked down at him unsure if she was supposed to answer the question or not. She supposed not when he started stroking her pussy again. His fingers moved in slow teasing circles around her clit and she gasped.
"Damn, baby, you are so wet. " he said. "And I haven't even done anything." He smiled mischievously. "You want me bad don't you?"
She nodded, eyes closed, concentrating on the feelings she got as he slowly fingered her clit. She gasped when he pressed it hard and tightened her grip on his shoulders. Her hips began to move slowly against his hand as soft mewling sounds escaped her throat.
He groaned, kissing her breast before biting down hard bringing another gasp from her. A chuckle escaped his throat as he rolled his tongue around the hardened nipple. He quickened the movements of his hand and her mewling became full deep-throated moans.
"Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!" she cried as fast as she could draw breath.
He knew when she was close. He could feel it in the way her hands gripped his shoulders, the way her breath was coming in heavy pants. He quickly removed his hand from under her skirt. She groaned in frustration at not being able to cum. She opened her eyes and looked at him unbelievingly.
He smiled lifting his pussy soaked fingers to his lips and licking them slowly. "We had a deal," He said when he was done. "You give me what I want, then we have fun." He reached down and unfastened his pants, moving the zipper down slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. "Come on, baby," he whispered. "Be good to me."
She sank to her knees hesitantly. She wasn't sure she could do this. She wanted to suck his cock so bad but to swallow his cum as well? She had never done it before and she wasn't sure she wanted to start now. It looked disgusting in porn tapes, but then they weren't swallowing it now were they? Movies exaggerate things anyway to make it more appealing to other people. She stood there on her knees staring at his cock as he held it in his hand, softly massaging the head with his thumb. She got wet just watching him do it.
"Come on, baby, it's waiting for you." He said.
Damn he looked big, maybe too big. Nah, she could fit him in her mouth. Maybe not all of him, but most of him could get in there without choking her. Hell she wanted to know what he tasted like, might as well give it a shot. You only live once right? She wrapped her fingers around his cock stroking it once to get the feel of it. It was warm, damn near hot as she moved her fingers on him. He groaned, closing his eyes and whispering softly, "Yes, baby, that's it."
