Bringing Out the 'Sub' in Her (closed)

It was late morning, around 9 am, and Elizabeth was making her typical Saturday morning walk of shame back into her building. Still wearing the black mini dress from the night before and her dark brown hair tousled and a mess from hours of mindless sex she had last night, it was obvious to whomever she passed could figure where she'd been. But she was young, and at 22 she still just wanted to have some fun. Going out on Friday nights and going home with the occasional hot guy was her way of doing that.

Elizabeth had never been much of a relationship girl, only having had one or two serious relationships in high school and college, and now that she'd graduated and was working to get her career launched, she hardly had time for one. Elizabeth had graduated at the top of her class with her degree in Literature, hoping to one day become a book editor. Getting her foot in the door at a local publishing company, Elizabeth spent her days fetching coffee and making copies for everyone else in the office. She didn't mind the work, everyone had to start somewhere, but it was rather exhausting.

She pushed the call button for the elevator to take her to the fifth floor, pushing her hair off of her face in her impatience. Finally it opened and she stepped in pressing the 5. As the door closed she heard that all too familiar voice yelling to hold the elevator. She smiled to herself as Ben squeezed through the doors.

"Always just in time in Ben," she laughed, smiling flirtatiously at him as she always did. This man was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, and Elizabeth had to stop herself from drooling nearly every time the man was in her vicinity. They weren't friends per say, but they did their fair share of small talk when they'd see each other around, and she'd run into him at the gym sometimes or when they were out. They'd never hung out or spent a significant amount of time with each other, but the attraction between the two of them was undeniable. Elizabeth hated to admit it to herself, but she couldn't stop herself from squirming in his presence. She'd think about the nights she'd touch herself with images of him in her mind, and her face would flush a light shade of pink every time she saw him. But she knew better; nothing would happen with Ben. He broke every rule in her book, and as much as she knew she couldn't, it didn't make her want him any less.

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Being this close to Ben in the elevator never ceased to give Elizabeth the same anxious feeling in her stomach. Everything about him, his face, his muscular arms, his smell, aroused her in every way possible. Something about his presence made her want to succumb to every sexual desire she'd ever had, and yes, she felt all of this from being in an elevator.

"It looks like you could use a taste," he commented, and she knew she should of thought that a rude comment, but she didn't think twice about it. Elizabeth was taken off guard as he raised the cup to her lips, but for some reason she didn't protest. She simply sipped the coffee without a word, and pulled her face away after a few sips.

"Did you enjoy that Elizabeth? Tastes good, doesnt it?" he said as his eyes traveled her body. She watched as his eyes paused at her chest, admiring the way her D cup breasts looked in her low-cut dress. She could almost see the faintest twitch of a smile as he eyed them before his gazed slipped down her flat tummy, curvy hips and down her long, slim legs. The elevator dinging brought him back to the presence and Elizabeth couldn't hide her smile as she exited the elevator. As always, Ben walked her to her door and stopped as she fished out her keys.

"You need to find a guy more local -- surely helps limit these morning walks I see you taking. Don't you know anyone closer that can help you get thoes cardio workouts to keep that body so slim and tight?"

Shocked at his forwardness, Elizabeth fumbled and dropped her keys. She met his gaze and the playful wink he gave her shot electricity through her body. Get it together Liz! she scolded herself, why do you let this guy do this to you? She cleared her throat, attempting to regain her composure before deciding to give him a taste as his own medicine. Seizing the opportunity she bent down as slowly as she could at the waist, sticking her round, tight ass out for him to admire. Her dress rode up as she bent, exposing even more of her thighs, and she counted to to five before she stood upright and unlocked her door.

"I get along just fine. But if you think of anyone who'd be interested Ben, just let me know. You know where to find me," Elizabeth returned his playful wink as she stepped inside her door. "See you around Ben," and with that she closed her door, smiling to herself, pleased with her self control. She wanted more than anything to pull him into her apartment and have wild sex with him all day. But there was something about him that scared her. She knew that sex with Ben Gold would be anything but meaningless and a one time thing. That was something she couldn't afford to do since her last relationship a year and a half ago.

It had ended badly after two long years together because of his inability to keep his dick in his pants. Meeting their freshman year of college, it was the first 'adult' relationship Elizabeth had been in, and she fell completely in love fast and hard. But like any relationship, after time things began to dull, their sex life became something not of importance and Elizabeth felt like she couldn't please him. She did anything she could to try and make him happy, but nothing seemed to work. She'd told him countless times in bed how she would do anything for him; whatever he told her to do, but it was never enough. When she realized he'd been cheating on her for the last two months of their relationship, she vowed to herself never to allow herself to feel that way again.

She didn't want to feel the need to please a man, because she didn't want to be made a fool of again. And she wasn't. After that her one night stands and random hookups became an easy way for her to keep her distance from guys, and it was an easy was to ensure she didn't get hurt again. But Ben brought those feelings in her to the surface again, and she didn't like it. Getting closer to him would only make her desires worse. She was an independent woman. She had a great job, she was beautiful, and she had all the confidence she'd ever need. She didn't need a man to make her happy. She felt guilty about wanting Ben the way she did, like it was going against her 'girl power' attitude.

Trying to rid herself of thoughts of Ben Gold, Elizabeth slipped off her dress and ran herself a bath. She had absolutely nothing to do today, and planned on sitting on the couch watching bad television to pass time until that night when she'd meet up with her friends. They had nothing big planned; just to go out to one of the local clubs they liked spending time at. She didn't plan on trying to bring a guy home with her, but always kept her eyes peeled.

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Elizabeth had picked out her sexiest dress do the night, intent on driving the guys wild at the club so she could have the opportunity to take one home if she wanted. The deep red dress didn't even go mid thigh, and with the heels she had on her legs looked as long as ever. It was a strapless dress with a sweetheart neckline that revealed just the right amount. She had her hair down, with a bit of curl and it fell on her shoulders, framing her face beautifully. She applied her last bit o lip gloss before giving one last look in the mirror and headin out.

Wanting to get a nice buzz before the club got to busy, she and her friends had gotten there a bit earlier than the rest of the crowd. She'd ordered her usually fruity drink before they all hit the dance floor. There were a few guy there, but none that had caught her eye yet, so she just danced with her friends. They were in the center of the floor and the four of them seemed to be putting on quite the show bumping and grinding with one another. They laughed and made jokes as hopeless drunks tried to dance with them, and Elizabeth was enjoying herself immensely. She continuously scanned the crowd for someone to catch her eye, and it didn't take long for her to notice web Ben had walked in.

He of course was the best dressed guy in the club, and the suit he had on did things to Elizabeth that she didn't know an outfit could. She watched him as he looked across the room until he finds her. Their eyes met and she could tell he was trying to realize if she was in fact who he thought she was. She gave him the sexiest smile she could conjure up before taking another sip of her drink and tuning her attention back to her friends. Knowing he'd be watching, her moves turned a little more sensual and she pressed herself closer to her friends and stuck her ass out a little more for him to see. She made a bet with herself on how long it'd take him to walk over, and hoped it wouldn't be too long.

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By the look on her friends face, she knew Ben was fast approaching. Girls always got the same look when Ben was around, because he was a fucking gorgeous man. She smiled slyly at her friends before feeling hands cover her eyes.

"That was quite a show you put on for me....I never knew you had such sexy moves."

Elizabeth could feel his breath, warm on her neck, and it send tingles down her spine... and a few other places. Taking a deep breath, she covered Ben's hands with her own and placed them on her hips as she pressed the back of her body firmly against the front of his. She tilted her head back so she could see his face, and she pressed her lips against his ears. "You never bothered to ask. I have a few more I could show you," she smiled against his skin as she began slowing moving her hips against him. She felt him moving with her, and his grip on her hips tightened. She hoped that this close contact was having the same effect on Ben as it was having on her.

Feeling Ben's body against hers sent chills through her. She wanted to rip his clothes off and feel his skin against hers, to feel his hands all over her body. She tried to push the ideas from her head, and questioned why she was even torturing herself like this when she knew nothing could happen. It was becoming harder and harder to resist Ben Gold.

She moved her hand up and reached around Ben's head, grabbing his hair and pulling him against her neck. She rested her head back against his shoulder and gasped as her breathing began to quicken. She wasn't going to be able to contain herself much longer, and she decided that she was going to stop trying. At least this way, if something happened with Ben, it'd be on her terms. She'd be able to blame it on the alcohol in the morning to make herself feel better and wouldn't have to think twice about it. But Elizabeth was getting too far ahead of herself. Yeah, Ben flirted and made inappropriate comments to her, but that didn't mean he wanted to sleep with her. She guessed that tonight would answer that question for her, and she decided to just go with it. She wasn't going to fight it, but she wasn't going to push for it either, though she certainly was praying for it.

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Elizabeth was enjoying this way more than she should be. She felt herself losing control, and at the time she didn't care. She closed her eyes and let go, feeling her body moving with Ben's, and loving every minute of it.

Catching her off guard, Ben spun her around to face him, and the intensity of his eyes was too much to bare and she couldn't keep eye contact with him. She wrapped her other arm around his neck, while one hand rested on his chest.

"Are those other few moves you have in mind, appropriate on a dance floor, or do we need to find a place a bit more private?"

His hot breath on her neck made her stiffen, and the hand on his chest dug a little deeper, finding absolutely nothing but firm muscle. Oh how she wanted to feel his skin against her. She didn't answer him with words, her body's instinctual reaction to his words were enough to tell him yes, they sure as hell needed to go somewhere more private.

She felt his hand lower to her ass, and she knew what he was looking for. "What color thong did you wear for Me tonight Elizabeth?"

She smiled to herself before leaning close to his ear. Her lips brushed his skin as she spoke, "Who said I was wearing any panties?" She wished she could've seen his face when she said this, but feeling his body twitch was all the confirmation she needed. She released her hold on Ben and stepped away from him, giving him a sexy smile before turning to walk away. She willed herself not to look back and see if he was following, though she prayed he would. This was her only option. She wanted Ben to know that they were doing this on her terms, not his.

She said goodbye to her friends, assuring them that everything was fine, and that she'd call a cab to get home, which is what she did once outside of the club. The air was a bit chillier than she'd imagined, and when she didn't see Ben exit the club immediately after her, she wondered if she had made the right decision.

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What game was he playing at? It was obvious the two were at a power struggle, and Elizabeth knew she couldn't keep this act up much longer. She looked over te two girls e brought out, and she didn't feel threatened. They are just a couple of ordinary bimbos that she was sure would follow Ben's every command.

But Elizabeth was horny as shit after dancing like that with Ben, and with all the sexual frustration between the two she was dying to know how it'd pan out in the bedroom. So reluctantly, she moved very close to Ben and took his hand. She trailed it down her side, and to her front. She glanced around again to see if anyone was watching before moving his hand under her dress. Her knees quivered as she placed his hand against her pantiless pussy. His hand was so warm, and she was wet already with excitement. She didn't want to move his hand, but she had to regain her composure. She pulled it away and adjusted her dress.

"There. No panties. Now where's your car?"

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