I awaken with a start and realize I have fallen asleep watching a chick flick, long since over. It is after 2:00AM and I can still hear you tapping away at the keys of your computer. You have been working on your pc since 8:00PM, telling me you will be just a few more minutes. I have waited patiently as the minutes have turned into hours, but now I am fed up.
I pull my white heels on and stand smoothing my dress over my hips and lap. Then I march into the bedroom where the pc is set up in a far corner. There you are sitting in comfortable black tilting desk chair, complete with wheels that glide it easily across the floor so you can reach your reference books. I don't care if you do have a deadline next week. I am tired of waiting and I know just how to get your attention.
I walk up behind you and massage your shoulders, leaning down to kiss the nape of your neck. I notice that you are no longer working on your book, but are surfing the net. My annoyance is fueled further and I slide between you and the computer.
"I don't know what is so interesting on there, but it's my turn now," I declare as I turn the monitor off.
"You can't just walk in here and interrupt my work like this," you complain.
"Oh no," I respond "I can do whatever I want." I retort.
"I have been very patient and now I expect you to cooperate," I assert as I kiss your lips while taking my gold silk scarf and tying your wrists together behind the chair.
You moan softly and nod your compliance, as I tie your ankles to the base of the chair with 2 more silky strips of fabric. You struggle a little and then notice that I am staring down at you sucking a cherry blow pop. I hear you groan as I wink at you.
I proceed to rub the lollipop over my lips and then kiss you, giving you a preview of what is to come.
I stand up and direct you saying "watch closely."
Your watch wide eyed as I teasingly take the hem of my white sundress in my hands and return the lollipop to my mouth. I lift the sundress slowly, inch by tantalizing inch rubbing it up my body and revealing myself to your lust filled gaze. I finally pull the gauzy material over my head and toss it over your shoulder onto the floor. You struggle at the restraints and I shake my head telling you to stay still. I stand before you wearing only a pink lace demi bra, matching bikini panties, and stiletto heels.
I lean in to you commanding you to "hold this for me" while slipping the bulb of candy beyond your lips and into your salivating mouth.
I watch your eyes as I lean back against the desk. I unhook the front clasp of my bra letting it fall open, but still leaving the cups in place to hug each ample breast. Never taking my eyes from yours, I run my fingers down my throat deep into the newly exposed cleavage.
I reach forward and take the candy from your lips as I command you to "wet these for me" and slip two fingers into your warm, waiting mouth.
You suck on my fingers teasing them with your tongue while they are captive in your mouth. After they are nice and wet I groan and pull them back returning the lolli to your hungry mouth. I take my dripping fingers and draw a wet trail between my breasts with your moisture. Then I pull the straps of my bra down my arms and pop my left breast out of its confines. I run a wet finger in circles around the areola and over the nipple, pinching and moaning. Next, I free the right breast from its imprisonment. My breasts bounce in front of you as I shrug the bra off and drop it to the floor. I then circle my right areola with my wet fingers and tweak the nipple, lifting it to flick my tongue over it. I hear you groan and notice that you have a significant bulge growing in your lounge pants. My nipples grow pink and pebble hard, as I play taunt them just out of your reach. Our desire is evident.
My voice is husky with want as I lean forward pulling the candy from your mouth and proclaim "I need this now."
I rub the sticky, cherry red candy down the wet trail from my throat to the base of my heaving cleavage. I swirl it over my nipples, meticulously coating each rock hard peak until it glistens with the red candy coating.
Locking in eyes with you again, I ask you if you "think you can clean me up here?"
I take the rouge blow pop from your mouth and return it to my own as I lean forward and direct you to "do exactly as I say."
"Stick your tongue out and do not move" I command.
You swallow hard and stick your tongue way out. I lean in closer and run my cleavage down its velvet surface. You do not move, but I can feel your breathing quicken as you exhale causing the skin on my breasts to erupt in goose bumps.