Deception and Domination (Closed)

[DeepBlue89]

I had to admit, I took a certain level of pleasure to my job. What did I do? I basically investigated insurance fraud, though in a really personal level. I got to travel a lot and meet some very interesting people (whom unfortunately would almost always end up in jail because of me), at the government's expense, all the while I felt better and better of myself. Okay, that may sound just a tad egotistic, but my entire job revolved around me meeting with a man and using my womanly charms to get him to confess to insurance fraud.

My name is Natalie Smith, a twenty year old government employee who constantly outwits fraudsters.

Obviously this didn't mean that I had to sleep with him or anything; in fact, I found that the more I teased the man in question, and the more that I make him want me more and more, the more he was easier to break. I found, through my mere two years of experience, that men will do anything if it'll mean that they'll have their way with me. None have succeeded, so my chart-record was a-okay.

Anyway, back to the situation at hand; I was to meet with Chase Blackburn at some five-star hotel. What I'm not supposed to do, is to let him know what I do. This might seem a little sly, but I'm supposed to make our encounter seem as far away from his insurance claim as possible. I'm supposed to be, essentially, just some pretty lady that he'll hope to hook up with. From that point on...well, the rules are a little bit hazy and that's where my expertise comes in.

God, I couldn't wait for my pay. This shouldn't take too long.

After reviewing his file, I figured that after his wine expenses that he'd be the sort of guy who would attend the bar. So, dressed up in a neat, short black cocktail dress and high heels, I waited by the counter - sipping away at my gin and tonic. If I was correct, he'd be here in about five minutes and from that point on, he'd make the first move.

 

[Bevatoria]

I thought I'd done it. Tricking people, contrary to popular belief, wasn't easy. Even for someone as smart as me. But the first thing about being smart is knowing that there's people out there smarter then you are. And then avoiding them. As I strolled into the bar to enjoy a nightcap, for all I knew I had done just that. Little did I know....

This wasn't the first time I'd managed to outwit the government, but it this was the first time I'd done it to this degree. Identify theft was one thing (and dangerous in of itself), but then claiming a life threatening work injury, getting a lump sum payment and then disappearing to be someone else...that was something else entirely. At this five star hotel in Los Angeles, I was not only taking advantage of what I'd done and how I'd done it, I was flaunting it. Perfectly tailored in my black suit jacket, pants, shoes, socks, and buttoned white shirt (all but the top two, obviously), all bought by government money. An outrageously expensive watch on my right hand.

Not that anyone was aware of what I'd pulled off, as far as I knew. I'd changed my appearance somewhat just to be safe (having dyed my hair and shaved my beared down to a shadow), but by the time the lazy bureaucrats had gone through the papers and realized that the person who'd gotten paid worker's compensation was no longer around, I'd be long gone. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a pretty young woman sitting on a stool, sipping a drink as she wished for the night to go away.

Being a gentleman, I casually made my way over. While not entirely ignorant of the dangers of hooking up with someone so soon after having done something so flagrantly criminal, I still smiled as I made my way over. It suited me to mix business with pleasure, a philosophy that had suited me well for the first twenty nine years of my life.

"Scotch." I said to the bartender, sliding in one stool away from the young woman as I turned to her, flashing my almost perfect smile. "Hello there."There was no need to tell her my real name, Chase.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Hello there."

I turned to see a ruggedly handsome man, smiling at me as he ordered a scotch. I couldn't help but smile back - despite having difficulty telling whether this was Chase or not. I figured that there was a good chance that he was, given that scotch was apparently his favorite drink and apparently the choice of few here at the hotel.

"Hi." I replied simply, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible - even after noticing his own eyes gazing upon my body. I couldn't blame him for this, as most men at the bar had done the same earlier - eying my 5'8 slim frame; with my hefty DD cup breasts giving out amply amount of cleavage in the dress, my necklace diving in between both mounds, my long legs crossed and my dressed hiked up a tad - showing off just enough skin that men wished that it showed more of my plump backside (which most drooled after).

"A scotch drinking huh? I'm not so big on the drink myself."

 

[Bevatoria]

I didn't hide the look I was giving her, as she wasn't shying away from it, even with her nonplussed reply to my initial advance. Nor did I hide my gaze roaming up and down her body, enjoying how much flesh her dress was showing. Her ample breasts were heaving in the flimsy garment, making me wonder if she had bothered with a bra, and my smile grew a bit wider as I saw how high the dress was riding up on her legs. She'd chosen her outfit perfectly, and I was entranced.

"A scotch drinking huh? I'm not so big on the drink myself."

I let the comment linger for a moment, continuing to take her in as I let the bartender get my drink; despite my feigned disinterest in anything but her body, I was most definitely intending on seeing more of her tonight, in more ways then one. Eventually, he brought it over, and I casually got a bill out of my wallet, which carried many, many more of them. I sipped my drink easily before turning back to her.

"I'll forgive you for not appreciating my drink of choice." My smile grew a bit. "If you scoot over to the stool next to me and tell me your name, I'll buy you your next drink." She wasn't hitting her gin and tonic too hard, but I was hoping the promise of a free drink would make her exercise some questionable judgment.

 

[DeepBlue89]

I quickly glanced at his wallet, and upon seeing those wad of bills inside, I knew that he was definitely my guy. Even for a nice hotel like this, it would be absurd for anyone to be carrying that much money on them. Luckily, I don't think he even saw my glance and when he would glance back at me from the bartender, he would just see me playing with my drink.

"I'll forgive you for not appreciating my drink of choice. If you scoot over to the stool next to me and tell me your name, I'll buy you your next drink." he said with a bright smile.

I smiled back and replied with "Sure."

I walked over to the stool, maybe with a bit more sway to my hips than I usually would. I crossed my legs, with my thigh barely touching his. I brushed of my long hair away from my face as I answered "I'm Natalie. And you are...?"

 

[Bevatoria]

I admired every subtle movement she made as made her way closer to me, and felt her leg brush against mine as she spoke; her voice was sultry as she spoke. "I'm Natalie. And you are...?" She brushed her long, silky hair out of her face, and I again drew out the pause as we replied.

"I don't think I need to tell you that." I smiled. "We're at this beautiful, high class hotel...let's keep the mystery up a while longer." The truth was, while this was an act I liked to put on woman at places like this, something about her was bothering me; specifically, how little I could tell about her, aside from what she was wearing. "Let's just say I made a major score and am looking to....celebrate." I raised my glass slightly, taking a sip as I did.

"I'm glad you're here to enjoy it with me." I met her look for a moment, my eyes traveling up and down her...assets again as I drew her in a little closer. "Tell me, Natalie...what brings you here on this fine evening?" As she responded, I tried to take more then her appearance in, her every gesture to try to tell if she was lying.

"Interesting." I replied. "I wouldn't have expected that for someone as...lovely as you." More then I realized, I was playing a game with her. The compliment was one I meant, even as I was aiming to do something else with it then just make her smile.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"I don't think I need to tell you that. We're at this beautiful, high class hotel...let's keep the mystery up a while longer."

Now, that was an odd response. Maybe he really did enjoy some mystery - or maybe I was figured out? No, he couldn't possibly have seen through my ruse this early on our meeting. He probably was like this with every woman he met.

"Let's just say I made a major score and am looking to....celebrate."

I raised a brow at the word 'score' but soon took a sip from my drink as well.

"I'm glad you're here to enjoy it with me." he then spoke, his eyes going up and down my body without much care over whether I saw his glance or not. I didn't protest, nor did I even gave an indication of whether I cared or not. I simply smiled and replied;

"I'm glad to celebrate with you too. What score are you talking about-" though he quickly interrupted me with

"Tell me, Natalie...what brings you here on this fine evening?"

"Mm, nothing too crazy. But what about that mystery that you were talking about?" I said with a chuckle, before taking another sip from my drink. I continued then "I'm here on a business trip. I'm a financial consultant and I'm staying in town for the next three days or so. I can't stand working on financial reports the whole day, so I usually have a few drinks to unwind."

"Interesting. I wouldn't have expected that for someone as...lovely as you."

"Thank you, that's very kind of you." I replied with a smile.

 

[Bevatoria]

Her kindness seemed sincere as she replied. "Thank you, that's very kind of you."

I watched her graceful movements, taking in the sight of her perched on the stool next to mine as my fingers tapped against the side of my glass. "When I hear 'consultant', I think of some boring person who sits in their office for ten hours a day just typing out reports and making uninteresting conversation." My eyes raked over her figure before continuing. "I definitely couldn't see you doing that, or being a boring person...definitely not in that outfit."

A moment passed as I casually took in the scene; aside from the bartender, there weren't that many people here, and I casually placed a hand on her thigh, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin. "So tell me, Natalie...what else do you do to unwind after a long, hard, stressful day?" I leaned in a bit. "Going out to grab a drink, and meeting strangers is fun, but that can't be all you do..."

 

[DeepBlue89]

"When I hear 'consultant', I think of some boring person who sits in their office for ten hours a day just typing out reports and making uninteresting conversation."

The way that his eyes were moving around every inch of my body left little to the imagination - it was very clear that he wanted to seduce me. I wasn't easy, and a suspect of insurance fraud never got to even kiss me, so he'd surely be filled with disappointment. I smiled at his tone, shyly (or acting that way) looking away as I took another sip.

"I definitely couldn't see you doing that, or being a boring person...definitely not in that outfit."

"And what about my outfit gives you the idea that I cannot be boring?" I tease him, my heels moving against his shoes. His hand, however, surprised me as it went for my bare thigh. His skin felt somewhat rough against mine, and his fingertips...Well, it'd be best if I didn't think about that. He was the prey here, not me.

"So tell me, Natalie...what else do you do to unwind after a long, hard, stressful day?" he then spoke, snapping me out of my thoughts "Going out to grab a drink, and meeting strangers is fun, but that can't be all you do..."

I leaned closer, almost taking this as some sort of challenge. I spoke softly "Well, I usually have a long, passionate chatting session with someone in their room..."

 

[Bevatoria]

Her reply surprised me as she leaned in closely enough that I could feel her breath in my ear. "Well, I usually have a long, passionate chatting session with someone in their room..."

I hid my surprise by taking a swig of my drink. Sometimes, it was that easy, and I'd gotten easier during my time in hotels. Find a nice young woman dressed up, give her a drink or two with a few well placed compliments and she was putty in your hands. I was imagining her as being putty in mine, about seeing more of the body she was trying to tempt and tantalize me with. People did come to hotels to get away, and she had claimed exactly that. So why was I hesitating? Get off the stool, take her by the arm and...

...something wasn't right. I had no thought about her being a plant sent her to get me. But something in me wanted me to hold back. Maybe for a little bit, draw things out if for no other reason then to make it fun. So I pushed against her thigh a bit, rubbing down it slowly towards her knee as I leaned in to her as well.

"Chatting doesn't sound so fun." Of course, I knew what she meant, but as much as she could tease, I could too, and I pulled away. "Maybe you could tell me...exactly what you meant." I grinned. "Because while I enjoy certain activities that would let you...well, make some noise...I doubt there'd be much talking going on." My hand slowly started pushing back up her thigh, pushing the hem of her dress up slightly as I waited for her to respond.

 

[DeepBlue89]

I thought that I had him in the palm of my hand...I thought so. But as the events began to unfold, I realized that maybe I might have been a little off my game- or, maybe he just played around when he got anxious.

"Chatting doesn't sound so fun. Maybe you could tell me...exactly what you meant."

"Oh you know...some heated debating. If you're real good, I might say yes a lot." I spoke again softly against his ear before moving back and grinning.

"...Because while I enjoy certain activities that would let you...well, make some noise...I doubt there'd be much talking going on."

"Is...that so?" I replied, almost gasping as his hand went back to my thigh, only this time pushing the dress just up slightly, showing of my leg to him. My hand gently went to his own, almost to make it seem as if I wanted to get more intimate, but in reality, I simply wanted him to stop hiking my dress like that.

"Why won't we get to that activity then? I like to make some noise."

Of course, I didn't plan for things to get to what he wanted. All I wanted to do was to make him want it enough, so that I could pry the information off of him. Put sex into an equation and men will sing like canaries.

...Right?

 

[Bevatoria]

Her hand came to mine, almost pulling it closer as I daringly kept pushing the hem up....I heard her gasp too, whether in surprise or in arousal, I wasn't sure.

"Why won't we get to that activity then? I like to make some noise." she replied daringly. I pushed her dress up her legs, more and more until I couldn't push it higher without revealing what she was wearing underneath, even as my fingers pressed under the hem, I leaned in.

"I've just met you. Why should I believe you?" Because she'd let me do whatever I wanted so far, even as my smile revealed the tease in my voice. "How do I know you are who you say you are...after all, we are two strangers meeting in this hotel." I pushed in briefly against her center before pulling my hand back, my other going to brush her hair out of her face. I leaned in to her, breathing against her ear.

"If you really want to come back to my room.*****ve it to me." A moment passed before I continued. "If you can't think of anything, then I'll 'ask' you to do something." My voice carried the slightest bit of inflection with the word ask.

 

[DeepBlue89]

He...definitely didn't care for boundaries. Without much consideration to the placement of my hand, he kept pushing my dress up...more and more until my silk black panties came into view. I blushed against this time, only without doing so on purpose, as I was being unraveled more and more by this man. I never was in this predicament before.

"I've just met you. Why should I believe you?"
-"Why shouldn't you...?" I replied, not being able to think too clearly.
"How do I know you are who you say you are...after all, we are two strangers meeting in this hotel."
-"I thought that you liked the mystery?" I teased back, but gasped again at his hand. Just what was he doing to me...

"If you really want to come back to my room..*****ve it to me."

Do what? ...Oh god, I think that he was getting to me. Although I kept a cool composure at this moment, my mind began to panic...as I felt more and more as if I was the one under pressure.

"If you can't think of anything, then I'll 'ask' you to do something."

"I can't think of anything...what did you have in mind?" I asked curiously.

 

[Bevatoria]

OOC: Hmm, not sure what happened in that last post...anywhoo...

IC:

"I can't think of anything...what did you have in mind?"

The bar wasn't that crowded, and the bartender was busy talking to someone else, so I took my time before replying, my smile disappearing as I took her in. My intent was anything but hostile, my hand traveling down her neck to her shoulder, teasing the straps of her dress and bra. "Are you sure you want to know?" I touched her bare skin near her collarbone, tracing a lone finger down the middle of her chest, briefly going between her breasts as I pulled her dress down, just a little, showing more of her ample chest"Once I tell you...there's no going back." I let her respond as I gently grabbed her hand, placing it on my thigh, pulling it upwards.

"If this is what you really want...." We were in a fairly isolated part of the bar. "...then take off your panties." Before she had any time to think, my voice went lower, and my hand left hers even as it stayed on my leg for a moment. "Now."

 

[DeepBlue89]

His teasing demeanor seemed to be getting to me, as I found myself breathing a bit heavier than usual - especially when I felt his hand boldly go to my neck and play with the straps of my dress...before moving to my bra.

"Oh goodness..." I said almost inaudibly.

"Are you sure you want to know?" he then added, his finger moving on my soft skin...touching my collarbone before going between my breasts. What really surprised me, was how this finger hooked onto the fabric of my dress and pulled it down, revealing more cleavage to his greedy eyes.

And he was doing this without any permission. So then...how could I possibly be enjoying this?

"Once I tell you...there's no going back."

Another gasp escaped my lips, as he brought my hand to his thigh and by pulling my hand upwards, I couldn't help but feel that bulge in his pants. My god, he was huge.

"If this is what you really want...then take off your panties."

My panties? Here? And so, almost as if he was reading my mind, he practically demanded:

"Now."

Those words, almost as if he was commanding me, compelled me to continue with this crumbling charade. My hands, trembling just a bit, went to my pants (which were not clearly visible to him) and pulled it down, revealing my shaven pussy, which was now (and I'm a bit ashamed to say this) moist from the arousal that he was inflicting upon me.

I took off my panties carefully, before handing them over to him. I quickly pulled my dress down, as to cover myself up as much as I could from everyone.

 

[Bevatoria]

I watched wordlessly, my eyes boring into her as her shaking hands went under her dress. She quickly pulled down the tiny garment that had been hiding her most intimate place from me, and I felt the adrenaline going through her, and me at her obeying my debased command. She slid it down her smooth legs and over her heels, handing her underwear to me. I quickly stuffed them into my pants pocket, watching her smooth her dress to try to hide more of her thighs.

Even as she had done more then expected - I was going to ask for her panties anyways - I frowned slightly at her. "I didn't say you could do that." My gaze went down to her slightly lowered dress (which was still bunched higher then it had been before), gently teasing it back up as my finger traveled to her center. "Are you going to obey me or not?" It was a ridiculous question; she'd done everything I'd asked so far and was going well beyond what would be happening if this bar were anything resembling crowded.

"Bartender! Another drink." I called, inadvertantly drawing attention to her plight, getting the tiniest sample of her arousal with a teasing finger, a smile coming to my lips. "I guess you are enjoying this, aren't you, Natalie?" I tore my gaze away from her thighs to her heaving chest, from arousal and fright. I took a moment to pay for our new drinks before meeting her eyes only briefly.

"But I want to see...more proof of your arousal." My gaze went back down to her cleavage, and her nipples that were portruding into the material of her dress and bra; if she didn't get the hint, I'd explain it further to her. Which might be more enjoyable, but seeing her become more aware of her situation was incredibly intoxicating to me. Now, I didn't care who she was, or who she thought she was. What mattered was what I could make her be, with enough force.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"I didn't say you could do that."
"But...I can't..." I protested, but was cut off by his finger, which continued to torment me.

"Are you going to obey me or not? Bartender! Another drink."

My face must have turned into a reddish blush, as he teased me by bringing more attention to our location. Luckily the bartender made no comment, nor did his eyes wander to me. But if Chase's actions were any indication, I knew that this wouldn't stop here.

"I guess you are enjoying this, aren't you, Natalie?"

Those words stuck me to me, mainly because of how true it was. I wouldn't admit this to anyone but something about being so...brought down, treated as such a plaything...got me incredibly aroused and excited. He knew this, seeing how far he was pushing this.

"But I want to see...more proof of your arousal."

From this stare, I was able to deduce that he probably wanted me to discard another article of clothing - namely, my bra. I bit my bottom lip, as my hands traveled to my bra straps. My eyes, panicking, checked if the coast was clear before snapping the straps off and gently pulled my bra away.

"Please...just...just take me away from here..." I begged before handing him yet another undergarment.

 

[Bevatoria]

The smile returned to my face, although it was feral as she gingerly pulled her bra straps down her arms, not before seeing if anyone was watching. There probably was, and I didn't want to make give us *that* much attention as she handed her bra to me, her voice desperate. "Please...just...just take me away from here..."

I stuffed the bra into my suit pocket, eying her body covered up by only the cocktail dress she had on. I returned my hand to her shoulder, pushing the dress strap to the side, her skin warm to the touch. "And do what, Natalie? I'm having a great time...are you saying you're not enjoying this?" I teased her other strap with my other hand; both of them near her neck now as I slowly started rubbing her arms, wanting to touch her, for her to get to know my hands as well as her own. "I think you are." I pushed the straps back to her shoulders, running down her collarbone again before lightly touching her breasts, with an 'accidental' brush of each of her hardening nipples.

"I think you're lying to me..." I leaned in close to her one more time, one hand on her shoulder, pushing her dress strap to the side while the other one went under the hem of her dress daringly. "...unless you tell me exactly what it is you want me to do. You want me to take me to my room and..." The humiliation I was putting her through was giving me such a rush, that I almost didn't want it to end.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"And do what, Natalie? I'm having a great time...are you saying you're not enjoying this?"

"I am...but..." I said, my voice nearly, though not quite, trembling with anxiety. "There are people here...please don't do that." I pleaded, quite obviously referring to the fact that his hands were now attacking the only thing that I had left on.

Mm, those hands...I think with what he was putting my mind through, that I needed his touch more than I should have. There was not much use denying it now - I had utterly failed on this assignment. Maybe it was salvageable but right now I couldn't quite think clearly.

I snapped out of my thoughts, yet again, as his arm brushed against my breasts - or more specifically, my hardening nipples which pressed against the fabric of my black cocktail dress.

"I think you're lying to me..." he said, leaning close. My heart nearly leaped, as I thought for a moment that he had me all figured out. That is, until he continued "...unless you tell me exactly what it is you want me to do. You want me to take me to my room and..."

"...fuck my brains out. Please...." I said with a near whimper.

 

[Bevatoria]

"...fuck my brains out. Please...." she whimpered back at me, her body tensing and desperate with need. I smirked back at her as she lost the battle between her mind and her arousal.

"But I'm enjoying playing with you here..." I almost growled, both of my hands brazenly going to her tits and pinching her nipples under her dress, giving her a taste of what was to come; it was clear to anyone watching that I had this woman under my thumb, and could do whatever I wanted to her. "We're just two strangers, nobody will notice what we do..." I drew the dress higher up her thighs, brazenly squeezing her ass under the dress. "...and nobody will care, but you. If you choose to."

I was arrogant, but I wasn't stupid, and if I went any further the chances of me drawing the wrong kind of attention were too great. My hand went to hers as I rose out of my stool, holding her hand in a 'friendly' gesture, my intentions anything but. As she got up, my hand went to my suit pocket, and I tossed her bra at the bartender. "A tip for you, sir."

My public embarrassment of her complete, I went over to the elevator, intending to make any further debasement of her private. Well, somewhat private, as we did have an elevator ride to enjoy to my floor as I stole a grasp of her form behind, covered only by her flimsy cocktail dress.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"But I'm enjoying playing with you here..."

"A...Ah..." I gasped, as his hands just became more daring and grabbed both of my breasts in public. A whimper and a soft moan came out of my lips then, as his fingers pinched both of my painfully hard nipples. At this moment, I shut my eyes out of sheer embarrassment; there was no mistaking what was going on here...or at least, to anyone who dared look.

"We're just two strangers, nobody will notice what we do..." he spoke, before hiking my dress and squeezing my backside "...and nobody will care, but you. If you choose to."

"Just...please let's get out of here. Please..." I begged again.

Thankfully, we seemed to get out of the bar, but not before Chase embarrassed me one last time here, as he tossed my bra to the bartender. I quickly looked away and left a mental note to myself that I shouldn't ever show my face here again.

And so in the elevator, Chase held me close by my dress. He held me almost as someone would with a trophy, or some prized possession. At this point, that's what I was...that is, this possession.

 

[Bevatoria]

I held her close to me both as we strolled into the elevator. I continuously teased her dress as we traveled to my floor; where the expensive suites were. I had decided to spend my government money to celebrate in style. As we got closer, I started to run my hand up and down her side again, peeking to see how the dress was shifting with each movement and tug I made, and her reaction to it, even with nobody around.

With a silent ding, we got to our floor, and I swatted her bare ass playfully. "Ladies first." I motioned her out, even though she had no idea where we were going. I took her hand again the moment I cleared the elevator, and we made our way to our room.

Our pace was a slow one as I wanted to keep her out here and exposed for as long as possible, as my groping of her got more and more daring over her dress; I kissed her neck when we got close, eventually stopping when we were just a few feet away from my door, backing her into a nearby wall, my eyes aflame with desire. "I don't want to wait to taste you, Natalie." With one hand planted into the wall next to her head, I leaned into her and kissed her, my other hand starting a path from her knee up her thigh, aiming to squeeze her ass when it got up there. I wanted to see how much control she'd lose before we got to my room...

 

[DeepBlue89]

My heart raced faster and faster, as I couldn't quite anticipate what was going to happen next. This situation, being frightened like a deer caught in headlights, was new to me and I never found myself in this predicament where I was the one being bossed around...

I stretched my neck as I felt his lips attack my neck, kissing the soft skin as much as he could before backing me into a nearby wall. My back pressed against the surface, I simply brought my hands to his shoulders as planted a kiss next to my head.

"I don't want to wait to taste you, Natalie." he said, before kissing me right on the lips. "Mm..." I moaned softly, opening my mouth to him as he moved in even closer, his hand traveling up my thigh until it squeezed my ass. This was all so much, I couldn't believe that I was enjoying this! More so, I couldn't believe that I was pressing myself more against him, my hips especially, desperate for more of his touch and kisses.

 

[Bevatoria]

"Mm..." she moaned back into me as her mouth yielded to mine, her body pressed into mine as she gave in to the arousal she'd obviously been feeling; the high I'd been trying to build in ever since I started to brush her thigh in response to the heel of her shoe pressing into my foot. But I had no intention of stopping there. She'd showed herself as being willing to give as much as I was willing to take; to what end, I wasn't sure.

But I had every intention of taking enough that it'd be my ends she was serving. And so I pressed her harder into the wall; mere feet from my room and not caring. One greedy hand forced a dress strap awkwardly down her arm, latching onto a heaving breast as I took it out. My tongue explored her mouth as I started to give her nipple a preview of what I had in store for it this evening. The other hand rode up her thigh further, pushing the dress above her ass as I teased her needing center, watching her heavy breathing and moaning. I broke the kiss to breathe, smirking at her as my hands continued their work.

"I haven't heard you say yes yet...." I crushed her mouth against mine again, forcing her to my will, wherever I wanted.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Mm...oh god..." I moaned out softly, if a bit needily. I would have thrown my head back, if not for the fact that he had me so pressed against the wall that I had barely enough space to do anything other than simply let him have his way with me. Not that I had a problem with that; he was so good at it. My hands continued to caress his back. His hand now playing with my nipple and the other hiking up my skirt more and more, my breaths were certainly getting more heavy and my moans practically begged him to continue.

But maybe it wouldn't be smart to do so right here...as good as it might have felt. I began to wonder over the possibility that I was enjoying the public display.

"I haven't heard you say yes yet...."

"Mmm" I moaned into the kiss again. "Yes, yes, oh god yes..." I then teased, breaking out of the kiss for a few seconds before gladly diving in again.