I wanted to own her, to claim her for as long as I wanted her, to do everything I could think of doing to her.
And I always got what I wanted.
My balls twitched and I knew I was on the edge of coming for my sweet, sexy Candace. She drove me mad and was all I could think about. I wanted this welcome release right now, but even more, I wanted to have it while I was cramming her pussy tight.
And I wanted to make her cum too, watching her writhe and hearing her moan and call out my name as she did. I felt the orgasm rising from my toes and shooting up my body. As I lay there, trying to catch my breath, only one thought permeated my mind.
And that thought was that I couldn’t wait to meet Candace.Chapter 4 – CandaceI stood in my closet the next day, looking for the perfect thing to wear. I pulled so many things out of my closet, tossing each item on the floor in a heap at my feet.
I had filled out a little bit since leaving the restaurant. I knew that that was largely due to the fact that I had done a lot of walking when I was waitressing.
Now, all I did was sit around and eat, so I had put on a few pounds. I still had a nice figure, but it was definitely more on the plus-size side of things now. And my wardrobe hadn’t caught up with it.
With each article of clothing that I discarded I was afraid that nothing I owned was going to fit. I didn’t want to despair but my hope was running out.
In the back of my closet I found a black suit. The last time that I wore it was to a funeral. It had been a couple of years since then, though, so I had my doubts as to whether it would still fit.
I tried it on. It hugged my curves in all the right places. My wide hips filled out the pants just right and the jacket held my big breasts in with a button so that they didn’t spill over the top. There were definitely some perks to gaining weight, and my bigger boobs were proof of that.
For some reason, I got the feeling that the person who placed the ad would really like the suit. I didn’t know anything about this person, but the fact that they asked for pictures made me think that they were into appearances.
I felt a tingling between my legs and realized that I was starting to get wet at the thought of what might happen. I couldn’t help but think that whoever placed this ad wanted me to do more than just office work for him.
Otherwise, why the mysterious ad wording? Why the invitation to come to his house? Why the addition about bringing enough clothes to last for the duration of quarantine?
It all sounded so dark and mysterious. As if someone wanted to keep me chained up as their sex slave. But perhaps that was just my imagination speaking, because it was something I would truly like to do.
I wouldn’t have to worry about having my virginity intact anymore if some handsome billionaire tied me up and had his way with me. Being with an older, mysterious man – which is what I imagined the person who placed the ad to be – would be a perfect way to have my cherry popped once and for all.
Maybe he would bend me over his desk and put his big cock in my virgin pussy and fuck me until I was screaming out his name. I would beg him to do it every day because it felt so good and filled me up to the brim.
I had to tell myself to snap out of my fantasies and re-join the real world.
I wasn’t quite sure what was actually going to happen, but I had a feeling that this was going to be a very different experience than anything I had ever experienced. And it was about time, if you asked me.
I was sick of being a virgin and couldn’t wait to change that. And somehow deep down I knew that the man who placed this ad was going to help me do that.Chapter 5 – CandaceI walked up to the address of the apartment building that was emailed to me and I felt butterflies in my stomach. My palms were starting to sweat. I was nervous because I didn’t quite know what to expect.
It was a nice apartment building in the middle of the city – certainly owned by someone rich. I walked up to a speaker and pushed the button. After a few seconds, the door started buzzing as I was let in.