Under Wraps - Love Under Lockdown

“Well, good, ‘cause I got that in spades,” Emma said. “Unusualness, I mean. And maybe some sweetness.”

Oh, I’m sure you do, I thought to myself, And I’d love to take a taste.

“So, you started at the firm a couple months ago? Did they hire you right out of college?”

“Yeah, actually. I was really surprised. I only really sent in my resume ‘cause my best friend dared me to. I was pretty sure she was making fun of me, but I thought it was pretty funny too, and I figured, what the heck?”

“‘What the heck?’” I repeated.

“That’s what I thought.”

“You actually use ‘heck?’”

“Oh, um, yeah. My folks were pretty hard on cussin’. ‘Specially with me. Got my bottom burned a fair few times because of it. Mama would make me go out and find a switch, and then Daddy would put me over his lap. Only took a few times before I stopped all together.”

“Well, they’re not here now. You can speak freely,” I said, seething with anger on the inside. I might have been interested in control, but only with people who gave it up freely. I was actually a big believer in personal autonomy as a general principle; you should only affect yourself and those who freely choose to engage with you. To use violence to impose your will on someone was horrific; it was the closet thing to a sin in my personal beliefs.

“Really?”

“Sure.”

“Cool! I’m really looking forward to assisting you, and I’m more than ready and willing to do anything you need. Anything!”

I couldn’t be sure, but the way she said it, it almost seemed like there was a double meaning to her words. I doubted that she knew all of what ‘anything’ would entail, when it came to the sexual realm, but it was still cute, and pretty damn arousing, for her to offer. Even though my logical mind knew that it could never really be, the potential was fun to think about.

“I-I should go get my stuff. My work stuff. Stuff for work. In here, in this place of work,” Emma babbled, adorably flustered.

Going back to her room through the adjoining door, I didn’t even look at her ass as she left, despite the fact that I desperately wanted to. It was the first step in what was sure to be a long road, but I was sure I could handle it. If only my cock agreed with my brain.

My pants were suddenly feeling as though they were several sizes too small, despite the measurements being meticulous. I knew she would be coming back, but the issue had to be dealt with before then, or we were never going to be able to get any work done.

Sitting on the toilet, which I swear actually had a pearl seat, I carefully unzipped my pants, there being a lot more of me than there had been when I first put them on, and hauled out my cock. The cool air in the bathroom felt lovely on the glistening head. Letting out a deep sigh, I wrapped my hand gently around the massive shaft and began to stroke.

My mind was blank at first. I forced it to be so, lest I wander into some forbidden territory. It was too dangerous to even fantasize about Emma. The physical fact of her presence was troublesome enough.

But I could barely even look at her without imagining her naked, and soon my mind conjured images of her lovely body prostrate before me as she knelt between my thighs, her soft, warm hands gently stroking my legs as she massaged my raging cock with her sweet little mouth, soothing my savage beast.

I would gently wrap her braid around my hand, taking control of her head, gently guiding her as she sucked me toward orgasm. Suddenly introducing the tongue into the equation, rotating it around the head as she continued to suck… I started to stroke myself harder, hoping I wasn’t making too much noise, but a bit too preoccupied to care.

Standing this imaginary Emma up in front of me, I turned her around and made her bend over, her pussy and ass fully exposed. I started massaging her ass, giving it firm squeezes between strokes. Then, when she least suspected it, I pulled her lips apart and buried my face into her sweet, pink pussy, licking and sucking like a man possessed.

Emma moaned and yelped, struggling to keep herself still so I could keep licking her. I hadn’t actually given her permission to make noise, but it was so sexy, I decided to let it slide. Before long, a delicious tremble of pleasure ran though her, one I could actually feel on my lips as it shook its way through her pussy.

Licking her clean, I stood up behind her. Keeping her in the same position, I lay a hand on her hip and stroked the head of my cock against her soaking, tender, open pussy, making her let out a long, soulful moan. Slowly, I eased my cock inside her until I was all the way in, my rock-hard pelvis brushing lightly against her beautiful ass. Her suddenly muffled moans let me know that she was biting her bottom lip to keep from making noise.