Corporate Seduction

[shy son]

SKILLFULL HANDS MAKE LIGHT WORK

Fred walked out of his room towards the living room, to where he thought Tory would be, as he past the spare bedroom he saw her.

He looked through the half closed door and saw her. She had her back to him, she was in a semi-state of undress wearing only her underwear. Fred was fighting with himself weather to continue to gawp at her fine elegant body, leave or enter the room. His feet were unable to move, entranced by the sight that befell him.


There was a stirring in his boxers as his muscle responded to what his brain saw in front of him; A very beautiful woman whom he had been dancing with only a few hours ago. He had been wondering from the beginning of the date what she had on underneath her beutiful green gown. The question had caused his male muscle to stand to attention each time he pondered the question. Now that he did know, his muscle still reacted in the way it had done before, by standing tall and proud, jutting away from his body.

Taking a deep breath he padded into the room, the thickness of the carpet disguising each foot step as each step brought him closer to her.semi naked body .

He entered her room, and walked up behind her, making sure she knew his presence. She had her hands behind her neck fumbling with the necklace. Fred took the chance for the second time in the evening to come to her rescue. His hands touched hers as he reached for the clasp to help her. Tory seemed startled a little as she spun round quckly and relaxing when she discovered it was Fred.

"Here allow me" Fred said. " I'm an expert in undoing things"

As Fred stood behind her his erectness protruded through the gap in his boxers and nudged against her silky green panties, threatening to enter spear between her round buttock cheeks had it not been for the material. His hands touched the clasp of her necklace, before dropping it with the task unfinished to along her shoulders, just as he had done when he had helped her on with her cloak. His lips again could not resist the urge to place gentle soft kisses along her soft beutiful neckline.

"How did you know, green was my favourate color?" Fred whispered as he traced his fingers along her shoulders, interjecting each other word with a soft kiss following the finger pads as they moved.

This time there were no on lookers, They were in the privacy of his flat. There were no bounderies to save them from each other, no barriers to curb the passion that had been simmering between them from the moment they met. Fred some how knew Tory would also know this. This was the moment when the spark was going to set it off.

His hands fell to her shoulder blades. The fingers tracing the green bra straps from her shoulders down, down along her shouldr blades. His fingers running repeatidley up and down her shoudlers blades along the material of her straps. Then his fingers reached lower and each hand gripped a side of the strap that ran paralel to her shoudlers.

He pushed each hand towards the other, to allow the bra catch to slip off. Then with an aburpt ping as he let go, the confinds of her breasts were released and the bra was un hooked. Fred moved his lips, kissing lower and lower. Kissing down the red mark that ran down her shoulder blades where the strap had cut.

His hands slide down to the sides of her tummy and slide around to reel her back closer to him.

 

[Clarrissa]

And so it begins

Feeling more than hearing a presence Tory stopped her fumbling spinning around. Realizing it was only Fred she relaxed again. His offer to help was a welcome one she didn't want the catch broken on her favorite piece of jewelry.
She released the clasp into his hand and stood patiently waiting for his assistance. He took the clasp momentarily but then lay it down against her skin. Pausing for a moment she thought perhaps it had broken in his hand. She then felt the onslaught to her senses begin.

The soft caressing kisses down her neck and back, so light it could be the wings of a butterfly upon her save the heat of his lips. His hands roaming and circling her back skimming over her straps caused her nipples to harden, instantly aching to be sucked. Trying to supress a moan became an effort in futility as they escaped her lips over and over again.

Gradually she became aware of his hands upon her straps and the pressure he put causing the catch to give way, allowing her breasts more freedom. The straps slipping off her shoulders as the bra began to descend allowing a continual unveiling of the soft skin on her breasts down to the rose colored tips. Shrugging slightly she let the bra fall free to the floor, at the same moment he put his hands around her tummy just skimming past them as it fell free.

Fred pulled her gently back and she thought briefly of resisting but could not find a plausible reason why she should. The heat pressing against her cheeks from his arousal near to branding her tender flesh if it were not covered by the soft satin of her panties. Raising her arms she put her hands back up over her head drawing Fred down to the side and to her. The effect of her movement pushing her breasts up high was reflected in the dressing mirror upon the dresser that she stood in front of.
Kissing the side of his face briefly she caught his lips in hers for a soft lingering kiss, one to fan the flames of a spark that would leap into full blaze within moments.

Breaking the kiss gently she turned her head away to look into the mirror catching his eyes in there as well. Staring back at each other through the glass she felt his hands start moving up her tummy onto her ribs. His action caused and ache to form, a dull throbbing ache between her legs in the depth of her womanly area. Her breasts strained upward begging to be touched as his hands moved upward. She almost dare not to breathe for fear of breaking the spell.

 

[shy son]

Ice Queen melts at the sides from hot fingers

Fred Looked up to see her eyes staring at him from the mirror. They kept him spellbound as his lips continued to shower kisses on her shoulder and neck. His eyes gazed into the mirror, as his palms swept back and fourth gently on the sides of her tummy but slowly crept up to her breasts and cupped them in his hands.

Closing his fingers around them and plying gentle pressure on them, while his groin continued to press up against the back of her panties. His fingers starting to caress with feathertip touches the fullest underpart of her breasts. Drawing his fingertips in circular patterns on each one. Round and round and round,his finger swept the soft skin of her breasts with each completed cycle drawing cloeser and closer towards the nipples.

Gently smiling to himself, he took each nipple in thumb and first finger and rolled them . He saw in the mirror the desired effect on her face. Her eyes were closed and her head rested back on his chest.
. Fred twiddled the nipples a bit more, until he heard heard her breathing resume in deep shallow huffs and a moan escaping her lips cutting the silence. The moan made Fred press his rod of steel harder up against the satin material of her panties. It was trapped between them and moved a little higher each time as the pressure of them coming closer together increased.

Torys naked back pressing onto Freds chest was heaven. His legs becoming a little weaker as the motion of his male organ rubbing up and down her backside in a gentle steady rhythm, gave him thoughts of what was to come. Enjoying this sensations, his right hand still massaging her soft round love pillows pulled her back tightier still agaisnt him. His fingers on his right hand ached a little from the increased tempo of his pumping on her breasts. Freds hips moved a little faster and pressed harder up against her buttocks. His male organ was screaming for a faster rythem.


Looking in the mirror, he started trailing a single finger from his left hand down her tummy slowly in a zig zag motion, like a down hill skier. Lower and lower his finger trailed towards her heat.

Fred could feel his own premature wetness, wetting the back of her panties in a small dark patch of sticky wetness.

Fred looked in the mirror.

"Is this what you want?" He whispered in between the kisses he laid on her neck.

His finger stopped short of the waist band of her panties and tickled her tummy from side to side. Threatening to enter lower into the depths of her womnhood He wanted to hear her answer , he wanted to tease her, before he gave her what she craved.

His fingers dared to go lower, teasing the waist band of her panties, toying with the cute ribbon on the front of her panties. With his arms encased around her, he felt the increasing weight of her hands bracing on them as she metled in his arms.

Freds found it increasingly difficult to control his breathing and his cool with Tory in his arms. His breaths exhaled with more force through his nose and mouth as his lips nibbled on her ear.

His own words became raspy as he fought for breath to power his words.

"Tory, do you think we should stop?" He had no intention of stopping, the idea of this dangerous if forbidden laison was adding fuel to his passion and he knew Tory felt the same way.

His fingers that caressed the wasit band of her panties, feigned to slip inside them. Only to slide lower but over the material and cup her panty covered muffin in his cupped fingers.

"We would'nt like to be caught playing outside the boundaries would we." His words spilled out in one quick hot breath onto her ear as they watched in the mirror. His left figners curled up a little to crip her muffin.

 

[Clarrissa]

Dangerous Liason

Tory lay her head back against his shoulder. Fred's eyes were hypnotic as he stare at her through the mirror, the fire burning inside them so intense it threatened to consume them both.
Feeling his hardness pressed against her she instinctively pressed back, his slow gently rhythm became the tempo of her breathing. The shallow breaths only increased the need for his caresses. His hands moving upon her tummy and upward caused her heart to take up a more rapid fluttery pace. She could feel her body temperature rising faster. His hands cupping the underside of her exposed breasts caused and audible moan to escape, and her nipples hardened into sensitive nubs before his fingers ever found their way to them.

His simple question "What do you want?" Made her arch back against him sharply pressing him firmly between them and trapping him there. The heat from his body radiated around her causing a warm drowsy languid feeling to be mixed with the sharp pangs of desire that he had created. Closing her eyes she shuddered just once as his fingers found her nipples and rolled them gently. The desire had built to a fevered pitch, from the small spark that had been ignited when they met. The test to come was how fast would the flame be snuffed out.

As Fred's fingers played upon her skin Tory's mind took her to a different time a different place, yet the circumstance was the same. A young comptroller in a company that was floundering, she had been called in as a consultant. The sparks of passion soon died out to a soggy mass, like a camp fire in a down pour, when he realized that Tory wouldn't budge in her findings and recommendations, one of which was to relieve him of certain responsibilities.

Fred's voice brought her back to the here and now with his slow sensual question of "do you think we should stop?". Tory knew in her mind yes they should, but also knew they could not.
Fred's hands cupping her mound, massaging it so exquisitely brought a halt to any thoughts she might have had of stopping. The sensual feel of his hand rubbing the soft satin against her smooth skin made her knees shake and threaten to buckle. Unconsciously she pressed back harder leaning more weight on him so she could spread her legs just a bit farther apart and at the same time arch into him.

Her breathing became raspy as she tried to formulate the words she wanted to say, without sounding harsh or cold she needed to make her point before they went to far and this ended as badly as the first time she had allowed herself to be seduced by the enemy.

Turning in his arms now she pressed the full length of her body against him. His manhood was pressed between her legs now trapped between the skin of her thighs and the satin of her panties. She moved against him with a slow deliberate arching to keep him constantly sliding between them. Sliding her arms up under his and around his back she pulled the loose T-shirt up and slid her hands under it touching his skin stroking her fingers over it in soft languid movements tugging the front up as well so she could press her breasts against his warm skin.
Leaning in she started planting small kisses along his neck and jaw. Soft wet nibbling kisses. Reaching up with one hand she pulled the two pins from her hair allowing it to fall freely down her back. Kissing and nibbling as she moved Tory sucked her way up Fred's neck higher to his ear.

Her breath was warm against the shell of his ear and her voice a bit raspy from the passion, " Fred you know we should stop, but at this point neither one of us could if we tried", leaning back away from him so she could look him in the face. Passion was evident in her eyes, and it strained her to say the words she needed to say, " you and I both know where this will lead, but mark my words, this changes nothing, I will do my job and present my findings to Derek as they are, regardless of what happens between us." Closing her eyes Tory paused a moment before opening her eyes and continuing, " you know where I stand on this Fred, so now the choice is yours to continue or not."

 

[shy son]

tory rules the office, but fred rules the bedroom

Fred looked deep into Torys eyes, His eyes ablaze with heated passion. She had drawn the line and now left him with a choice.
In Freds mind, it was simple, he desired her more than any other woman that graced his life. This had started from the moment he had met her, the idea of using her had escaped as the evening progressed. He paused for a moment, smiled and feinged to walk out of the bedroom, only to close the door firmly shut. A signal to say there was no way out now for either of them and he wanted this to happen as much as she did.

In one swift movement he pulled his T-shirt over his head and pounded it into his palm before thorwing it with no regard to one side as he moved towards Tory. In a single movement he swept her back into his strong arms and warpped them tightly around her as he pushed his hungary lips towards her lushcious lipstick coated lips for a deep passioante kiss. AS his tongue started to engage hers in a fierce wrestling game, he tighten his embrace in fear of losing her to some invisible force. He felt her toes start to tip toe as he kissed her with dep passion that had been simmering althrough the day. A flashback to the moment they had met that morning in the the kitchen to the encounter at the sandwhich shop ran through his mind. This was magic, meeting her was magic, and the feeling of her naked semi naked body agaisnt his was electricifying. her nipples felt like small bullets as they pressed up against his bare manly chest and could feel the heeving of her bussom.

Fighting for air, he finally broke the kiss. He stared deep into her eyes in a primal way, in an effort to show her what he had in store for her. with every small step forward he took she took a small one back, until he had her where he wanted her, with her back against a wall with no where to evade. His left arm swept to her wrists and raised them abover her head and locked them together.

with the unlimited freedom of his right free hand, he started to stroke her inner thighs near the satin material of her panties. The heat emmitting from betwen her legs was like an inferno, signalling her desire for him to be close, more than close. He hovered his face just inches from hers, smelling her like an snimal would his prey. occassionally leaning his lips just that little bit closer to feing a kiss, With every sweep that his lips hovered past her lips, she made an effort to push her lisp foward in anttempt to catch them. And every time he would lean back away from her and stare her into submission before he would start the whole process again. His right hand ran all over her naked body, tracing his palm flat along her tummy up towards her bresats where he groped at them with a frim pulsing grip. Pumping both in one hand and pushing and kneading them like bread dough, Ensuring that both nipples got its fair share of being brushed in his palm in every direction. His mouth dived down quickly before she could realise what was happening and started to suck hard on her right nipple like a hungary infant. A moan and raspy breathing eminated from her lips. A moan which again pierced the silence in the room. His eyes looked up at her as he sucked and flicked his cat like tongue over and over her nipple inside the vacum. Tory thrashed her chest in absence of her hands to try and get more of he breast into his mouth. While his right hand fingers rolled her left nipple. His mouth left the right nipple with a silent pop as the suction was released. Her right nipple was cheery red and puckered up inflamed by the sensations and highly sentive compared to the left nipple which was about to receive the same treatment.

"I might have to listen to you in the office, but its open game here."

His right hand contiuned to massage her mound through the material of her panties. His fingers expertly worked the front of her panties into a small thong that ran along the groove of her wet female sex like a wire cheesecutter. Fred used two finger from his right hand to run a finger up and down each side of the small thong. The fingerpads could feel the thin film of perspiration from the heat of her sex, as it lubircated itself in anticipation for what was to come in the form of his now rampant hard steel rod that poked proudley through the opening of his boxer shorts. His eyes stared at the reaction on her face from his actions. Watching her as his fingers graced each side up and down slowly in a brisk steady motion. with each stroke varying to edge nearer the material that covered her slit or edge further away.

Enough was enough, his right hand puled her panties askew, as he felt that she was near to collapsing from the increased stressed on his left hand from holding her wrists abover her head. As he pulled her panties askew to free her muffin and expose it to the air, he slid his first finger inside her for the very first time. As he intruded her sex with his finger, his lips sort a tender kiss from hers and lingered there for what seemed an enternity. She bucked her hips and thrashed violently as he pppuushed his finger in.

Very slowly his first finger created a steady rhythm going in and out of her wetness. Pushing in and out steady from the first bend of his finger all the way to the knuckle, with every withdrawl being extra slow so her muffin lips could drag along the sides of his finger. While he pumped his finger his mouth continued to suck hard on her nipples alterntaivley in a vain effort to try and draw out something from the nipples.

He withdrew his finger after about a dozen of these repititons and held it to her mouth. Hovering it just under her nose to heighten her senses. Fred did not know if she liked to taste herself. thinking to himself, that this night would be the beginning of learning about the enemy between the sheets. He waited for her reaction. Casually smearing it on her upper lip below her nostrils. This allowed her to inhale the scent of her womanhood and to lick it from her upper lip with her tongue,

 

[Clarrissa]

Hunter vs. Huntress

The line had been drawn and now it was crossed, there was no turning back for either of them now. Come what may this night would happen.

Fred moving to the door had made Tory think for an instant he had changed his mind, but his confident stride belayed his intent. His sudden closing of the door made Tory jump even though she new it would come

His actions that followed shook her deeply, the removal of his shirt and the balling of it, careless tossing and then the swift strides to a strong embrace that threatened to steal her very breath. Passion flared from every fiber of his being, threatening to engulf her in a swirling flame of desire as she stood upon tiptoe trying to press as much of herself as she could to him.
Upon his break in the kiss the look of such pure, raw, desire.

Unstopped by corporate conventions and board room rules, his steps to her caused her to back away, a bit wary as she became prey to the hunter in the seductive game in the bedroom. Feeling her back pressed against the wall Tory knew she was caught in the lair of the enemy.

His simple statement of having to listen at the office but not here in his home, raised the hair upon the back of her neck. A very fine line exists between anger and passion, Fred tread that line and threatened to teeter back and forth.

His forceful actions of pinning her hand above her head caused a low growl to escape. Tory always had the upper hand and to be in a position such as this went against the grain. Struggling a bit she wiggled which only succeeded to enflame her desire more. The line was stretched thin as Fred stroked her womanly area, his hands instinctively knowing where to touch, how to please. The shock came as he plunged his fingers inside her. Tory had not believed he would go so far so fast. She was wet and ready to receive him which infuriated her even more. How dare her own body betray her like that, succumbing to the touch of the enemy stirred her ire even more.

Closing her eyes she fought to regain some measure of sanity. She lost all measure of it when he withdrew his finger from her and drew it to her face, The scent of her own arousal made her knees shake, her mind fought the obvious, how could he, the enemy have such an effect on her. Her undoing was the soft wisp of her juices placed on her upper lip. She tried to fight it, willed herself not to move, but her body betrayed her again and her tongue came out to lick it off, savoring the taste of herself. Groaning an outward growl the prey turned huntress.

Shifting her weight to one leg Tory slid her foot between Fred's legs. In a swift move she kicked his foothold out from behind him and pressed forward forcing him down on to the soft carpet on his back. She swiftly redistributed her weight to counter his putting all her weight on his limbs so he could not move and was pinned down. Her feet hooked inside the inside of his thighs it would be hard for him to lift his hips to toss her off.

Looking down at him she returned the primal stare he had given her. A sly smirk on her lips showing she had turned the tables on him. "You may not have to listen to me in the bedroom ", her voice a soft purr "but you wont find me easy prey either".

Leaning down she kissed him now pressing her tongue between his lips letting him taste her soft musky juices as he had done to her. Moving up just slightly she rubbed the now exposed lips along the tip of his shaft and settled her hips down upon him pressing and trapping him between them.

Slowly she slid herself up and down letting her lips now puffed and swollen, wet from his strokes, slide along the underside of his shaft, trailing wetness along the bottom of his shaft making it nice and slippery. After a few passes she could glide easily over him back and forth faster and faster. Her movement coupled with the way her panties had twisted to the side pressed the small pearl of her womanhood out from between the folds of skin.. The slight pressure she exerted as she moved over him sent ripples of pleasure through her body, over and over again. Watching his eyes she made him see what she was doing. Wiggle and strain as he might her body was positioned to counter his body gravity points leaving him unable to move until she shifted her weight.

Purposefully she moved against him now, bringing herself closer and closer to the release she needed. Her breath came in pants now as she lowered her head she sought his nipple and sucked it hard into her mouth grasping it lightly between her teeth, stroking the tip over and over with the flat of her tongue as she pleasured herself on him. Moving to the other side she did the same sucking his nipple hard and teasing it with her teeth until it was a hard little pebble under her lips.

Looking up now she watched his eyes as she got closer and closer, her body shaking so hard, and then she spasmed hard pressing herself down against him making her shift her weight allowing him room to move. . . .

 

[shy son]

Fred was unready for Torys counter movements which sent him crashing to the soft carpet. He watched as the prey he thought he had tamed clambered on top of him and proceeded to give as good as she got. He looked into her yes as she slowly rid him. His hips tried and fought to Thrust and wriggle to get more of his manhood deeper inside her. He tried to regain a more dominant postion from which he could command. Her enchanting rhythm overpowered him and he allowed her to ride him like a well trained mount. His strong hands could only reach up and cup her soft full breasts and grope them as his rider moved back and fourth to suit her needs.

In between the loud shallow breathing that cut the silence of the room. Fred fought for a response to Torys remark, but could find none, he had been overpowered and had no will to make the pleasure he was feeling stop.

As she lowered to kiss his lips, he could still detect the faint hint of her womanhood on her lips as he kissed her back with renewed vigour. Feeding and nursing from her feeding tongue that was pushed into his mouth.As quickly as the kiss began, her lips lieft his and swept down to suck on his nipples

Fred was mesmerised by feeling of her muscles rippling over his stiff erct manhood that stood proud inside her velvet gloved womanhood. His eyes still transfixed on hers, both showing unadulterated primal lust to touch and feel each other in any possible way. As she rocked back and fourth, his every moves to try and counter her dominant postion was foiled and his retribution was punished by even greater waves of pleasure as she shifted to counter.

His efforts to refrain from the moans of pleasure from his throat were thwarted. He let out loud moans of pleasure to acknowledge the power this woman had over him as she continued to ride her steed with pride as she looked down on him. Fred could only grunt and pant in a hope to please his new tempory mistress.


His grunts and pants were rewarded with a more renewed effort to bring pleasure to him as she increased her rhythm to take herself close to over the edge. He felt the swollen wetness of her muffin lips slide along his rod as it pistoned in and out of her slippery wetness.

Then sudenly she broke and her body shuddered as she hit the peak of her sexual pleasure, it was at this moment her grip on him relaxed as she shift to one side.

As she rolled off him , Fred Seized the moment to regain the inititive. As exhausted as she was, Tory released the implacations of her captor being freed and giggled as she tried to crawl away. Her body was still recovering from the intense sexual pleasure could only manage to use her elbows to shimmy herself along the soft carpet, like crawling under a cargo net on an assult course.

Fred got up off the floor and manage to catch her before she managed to get even half a metre away from him. As he caught her, he quickly fitted his erect manhood back into her womanhood, while his hands again restrained her wrists.

"Gottcha!" he kissed his once mistress on the neck as he allowed some of his weight to fall on her to stop her from moving. His hips started to thrust his weapon in and out of her, his brisk thrusting subdued her wriggles and giggles to a more familar moan of sexusal pleasure. The top half of her body bow pressed against the soft carpet as she kept her bottom raised up to capture more of his meat that feed her gapping hungary womanhood.

"The higher they are, the harder they fall."

 

[shy son]

OOC : I hope we can continue this when you can at your convience.