Office Pet

Reluctantly, I peeled my limp body off the vanity and shakily got to my feet. I pulled my dress up and fitted my heavy breasts back into my bra. Kane leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on my lips.

It was not what I wanted. I wanted tongues and teeth and breathlessness, but, for now, I’d take what he offered. Just when I thought he would leave me in the restroom all alone, he grasped my hand and brought my fingers to his lips and one by one he drew them into his mouth to suck off my juices.

“You taste as delectable as I thought you would.”

After tasting every one of my fingers, he kissed each of my fingertips and then released my hand. I leaned back against the vanity and attempted to catch my breath.

“You should go home,” he said, softly. He traced a finger against my jaw. “Get some rest this weekend. You have a busy week ahead of you”

“Yes, Sir.” I looked up into his chocolate brown eyes. They were so deep and beautiful. Excitement bubbled up inside of me at the thought of the week ahead.

He pressed his fingers beneath my chin, and a smile played on his lips. “Are you ready for where this journey will take you?”

“More than ready,” I said and smiled up at him. And I was ready. Whatever Kane wanted, I would do, and wherever he wanted to take me, I would go.

“Good. You won’t regret your decision, I promise.” He took his hand from my face and stepped back.

Doing my best to make myself presentable to the world, I fixed my dress and then turned my back on him, so I could look into the mirror and smooth down my hair. I half wanted to ask for my panties back but didn’t. If he were telling me the truth, he would use them to jerk off. I liked that thought, and I also liked the thought of wearing them after he’d used them.

“What happens on Monday?” I asked, running my fingers through my hair. I leaned forward and jutted my ass out a bit to entice him.

I was anxious about what would take place the next time we saw each other because part of me didn’t fully believe he’d follow through with making me his office pet. Whatever that job entailed.

The things he’d said and promised in the height of passion weren’t necessarily the things that would happen in the harsh light of day. I wasn’t sure if I should give him my phone number and ask him to call me. But maybe that would come across as too needy. If he wanted my phone number and if he wanted to call, all he had to do was pull up my employee information.

What I really wanted was for him to take me home and to fuck me senseless all weekend but that wasn’t something I would ask for or something he would offer.

Like he’d already said I had to earn it. I had a feeling that everything he planned to give me had to be earned and going back to wherever he lived was something I hadn’t earned yet and, who knew, maybe it was something I would never earn.

Kane took in the sight of my ass and then checked his perfect unruffled reflection in the mirror. He looked as if he’d just walked off a photo shoot whereas I looked like I’d been thoroughly fucked and had drunk ten glasses of wine too many. My hair was a frizzy, sweaty mess, my cheeks were flushed, and my eyes were glazed.

“On Monday?” He gave me a quizzical glance.

“Yes.” My cheeks flamed at having to spell it out. “You said I was your office pet. What exactly does that mean?”

“It means,” he said, straightening his collar then cuffs, “that on Monday, we both go to work as usual. You go to your cubicle, and I go to my office.”

“Oh.” A blanket of disappointment covered my shoulders and weighed me down. How idiotic of me to believe anything other than the daily grind would happen and how stupid of me to finger fuck myself in a restroom at an art show just because he’d asked me to.

Kane reached out and ran a hand up my backside over the material of my dress. He grabbed and squeezed one of my butt cheeks. “But when I call on you, you’ll drop everything you’re doing and come to me. And if you do everything I ask of you, you’ll get everything your dirty little heart desires and more. Much, much more.” He pulled his hand back and then brought it forward spanking me hard. My whole body jiggled with the power of his slap.

A glimmer of hope sparked in my heart, as I felt a glorious ache cover my butt cheek. I turned to face him. “I’ll do everything you ask and more, Sir,” I promised, looking coyly up into his eyes. And I meant it, because, right now, pleasing him seemed like the most important thing in my life.