Playing at Dinner (closed)

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Emilia Tressler was nervous. She tugged self-consciously on a lock of her long, wavy brown hair and checked her make-up in the rear-view mirror of her car while she sat in the parking lot of the nicest restaurant in the city. She touched up the lipstick staining her full lips and sighed, trying to calm her nerves.

She was dressed in a silky black dress that, when she bought it, made her feel sexy and confident. Now she was wondering if it was a little too revealing for a work-related dinner. It really did run the borderline of what was appropriate. She hoped the shawl she wore around her shoulders helped to make the plunging neckline look a little less revealing.

She was only 27 years old, but she was a rising star in her engineering firm already, and she'd been invited to a monthly dinner that the CEO held for the various company bosses and those who had the potential to become one of those bosses in the future. Though she couldn't have known it, Emilia was one of the youngest people to have ever been invited to such a dinner. Hence why she was so very nervous.

She stepped out of her car, her heels clicking on the pavement, and brushed the skirt of her dress, suddenly very aware that it only came down to maybe 2/3 of the way down her thigh. She took another deep breath, convincing herself that she should not run home and redress as a nun, and walked into the restaurant.
 
Tonight was the night

After days of planning, Alex Tiberius Stone was ready. He was ready to stop pinning over the girl who had captured his mind and go in for the kill. It was time to go past fruitful looks to stop sharing lustful glances in the hallway and have what He wanted. She would be his by the end of the night and he would use her inner most desires to his advantage and gain more than just her interest.

He walked into the restaurant pausing to adjust his silver and green tie and pick some imaginary dust off of his green button down shirt. He turned looking at himself in the reflection of the window one last time making sure he looked his best; his green button down shirt was fitted showing off his slight muscular physique, his black dress pants were free of any dust and his hair had just been cut so that his strong defined face was free of any stray whisps of hair.

He smiled and turned walking through the restaurant until he found his friends at the table, he saw Emilia hadn’t arrived yet but he quickly sat down positioning himself so he would be right next to her. He joked with his friends gathered but kept his eyes on the door waiting and watching.

Tonight was the night
 
Emilia put on her best smile and stepped into the restaurant. She spotted the table in the back corner of the room quickly, and her heart skipped a beat when she realized that the only seat left was the one next to Alex Stone. She swallowed hard and walked over to the table, greeting each person in turn, but her eyes kept flickering to Alex and the empty seat next to him.

God, how many times had she subtly ogled him walked past her desk at work? How many times had she thought of him while touching herself? Or hell, how many times had she thought of him while sleeping with her now-ex-boyfriend? He had a broad chest, strong jaw and those eyes... And he just radiated confidence in a way she found utterly mesmerizing.

She greeted him last, smiling demurely. "Evening, Mr. Stone. Thank you so much for inviting me tonight."
 
“Oh the pleasure was all mine dear” Alex said his eyes not to subtly undressing and fucking her as he got up, he brought her hand to his lips and gently kissed them. He could see the effect he had on her see the way she shivered and glanced at him rapidly since she had first laid eyes on him in the restaurant. The power he had over her was a little intoxicating to him and he had to force him self not to take her right then and they’re over the table.

He would have her tonight

“Looks like your sitting next to me” Alex said his voice like a low rumble through her body as he moved and pulled her chair out for her playing the part of a perfect host/ gentleman “Don’t worry my dear I don’t bite…… Much”
 
“Don’t worry my dear I don’t bite…… Much”

Emilia drew in a sharp breath as she sat down, blushing slightly. He wasn't usually so overtly flirty with her... It threw her off balance a little, but she couldn't help imagining what it would feel like to have him bite her neck and mark her as his... She shivered and then noticed one of the older supervisors looking at her with some concern. She aimed a charming smile at him and pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders, making sure that it draped down over her breasts to hide the nipples she was sure were hard enough to be visible through the fabric of her dress.

"It seems this restaurant does like its air conditioning," she joked, hoping the supervisor would chalk her slightly odd behaviour up to the cool air.

The supervisor laughed and nodded. "I could fetch one of the waiters, ask them to turn it down if you're uncomfortable, Emilia."

Emilia smiled and shook her head. "Oh no, it's quite alright. I'm fine now."

The waiter came by with the menus a moment later, and Emilia flipped hers open, eager to browse the variety of apparently incredible food available here.
 
Alex smiled noticing how flustered he had already made her, it seemed she was more wrapped around his fingers than he had thought. The revelation made him almost giddy and he coughed hiding his smile as he watched her sit down and adjust her shawl. Hiding excited nipples perhaps? He was curious to find out but he refrained instead moving on to the next part of his plan.

He found out about her “taste” a few days ago while he had been checking on her work; she forgot (or perhaps didn’t think it was prudent) to clear her browser history. Alex was already smitten by her so he shamelessly peaked and what he found had only enhanced his infatuation with her. She was browsing porn sites at work or at least reading erotic stories involving dominating men. He clicked through the sites eagerly even finding some that he had visited some time ago, it seemed they had the same interest…….. Sexually.

Which turned him on even more

“So what our you thinking about getting Emilia?” Alex asked turning to her, his hand was already under the table and he turned grabbing her legs and rubbing it inching close to her thigh before stopping.
 
Emilia opened her mouth to answer but her breath got caught in her throat when she felt a warm hand on her knee, sliding up toward her thigh. She snapped her mouth shut, temporarily shocked into silence. Alex's fingers grazed the top of her thigh as it moved away from her again and she found herself shifting to follow the path of his hand in an attempt to prolong the contact. She blushed, straightened and cleared her throat, focusing so hard on the menu that she might have burned a hole through it with her gaze.

"I-I'm not sure," she stammered, looking up and down over the list. "The pasta with chicken looks quite good..." She was having trouble even stringing words together. She could feel the tingling trail his hand left on her leg and it was more than a little distracting.
 
“It is good” Alex said in a why that was intended to be a double meaning, his hands slid up her thigh again this time going further before staying there and softly messaging the sensitive skin so close to her pussy. His grip was firm keeping her in place if she tried to move away from him (even though he would bet all his money she wouldn’t).

“I think that’s what you should get along with some wine of course” Alex said squeezing her thigh and looking at her again “That way you aren’t to full for dessert” he said grabbing her hand under the table with his free hand and placing it on his crotch.
 
Emilia gasped, her spine going straight when she felt Alex's hand slide up her thigh under her skirt. She wasn't sure how to react. On one hand, she wanted nothing more than for his fingers to slide just a little bit further up and graze her pussy lips; she could feel the heat pooling between her legs and her panties growing damp. But on the other hand, she was sitting at a business dinner with a half dozen of her colleagues and she was sure one of them would notice if she started moaning and begging the way she wanted to...

Alex's hand closed around her wrist and her whole arm relaxed, offering no resistance as he moved her hand subtly under the table to his crotch. She could feel the length of his cock through his pants. She had to take a deep, slow breath to keep herself from making a noise of arousal. He was so thick, and he wasn't even fully hard yet. She began to trace her fingers up the inside of one of his thighs, trailed them over the length of his cock and back down the other thigh, then back again, all slowly enough to avoid drawing attention.
 
“There is some thing on your shawl Emilia” Alex said leaning over and pretending to get it, he used the opportunity to get close to her ear “good girl” he whispered into her ear his voice low and sexy as his cock jumped under her hands. He arched his fingers and the knuckle grazed her panties slowly running just the tip of his knuckle up and down her swollen lips to tease her.

The appetizers came and Alex ate with his free hand keeping his grip on her thigh and continuing to run his knuckles up and down her panties. He turned and looked at her giving her a look that clearly said not to remove her own hand while he ate and chatted with his colleagues as if nothing at all was wrong.
 
Emilia had to bite her lip to swallow the moan that threatened to issue from her as Alex whispered into her ear. She knew then and there that she would do anything he asked of her just to hear him speak to her like that again. Given, she probably would have anyway - he was her boss. Or more accurately, her boss's boss. He held her career, her future, in his hands. It turned her on even more knowing that she couldn't say no to him even if she wanted to.

She kept her hand trailing over his thighs and cock, hoping it was what he wanted. Her hips kept shifting in her seat - to anyone watching it would have looked like she found her chair mildly uncomfortable. In reality, she was reacting to the sensation of Alex's knuckles against her panties. She desperately wanted more; her panties were growing wet and she was sure he could feel it.
 
The table began to break into separate conversations, Alex was fine with that though and he turned making it clear that he wanted to talk to Emilia. His hands felt how damp she was and he could see how hard he was which meant it was time to enact the second part of his plan. He wasn’t just in it for tonight…. No he wanted to make this girl his and his alone.

Which meant a little black mail

“So I don’t know if you know this” Alex said rubbing her through her panties and pretending like they were just discussing business “but my secretary bought her way into the partner circle after a few months of hard work I’m happy for her but that leaves me with out a secretary” he explained gripping her thigh a little harder.

“Were all impressed with your work at the company” Alex said eating “and we want to offer you the same deal she got and come be my secretary”
 
Emilia's eyes went wide at the offer. It was a significant jump in position from where she was in the company currently. And paired with his behavior tonight? She squirmed a little thinking of what it could mean.

"That's a v-very generous offer, M-Mr Stone," she answered, tripping over her words as his knuckles continued to glide up and down over her soaked slit. "What are the d-details of the arrangement?"
 
“We can talk about that tonight” Alex said leaning in as if trying to hear her over the loud roar of conversation “at my place” he said pressing his thumb against her wet panties and massaging it. He smiled and watched her for a few seconds before finally releasing his grip on her thigh and sucking on his thumb tasting her wetness through her panties.

“There to wet” he said acting as if he was referring to his food “I think I need to take them off” he said looking at her and making it clear that he wasn’t in fact talking about his food.
 
Emilia was sure her face was in a constant flush of arousal. She rolled her hips slightly against his thumb. She had to turn her head away from the table, toward Alex, and let out a muffled moan.

Grabbing the table probably harder than she strictly had to in order to keep her balance, she stood. She smiled, pretending like nothing at all was happening, and excused herself to go to the washroom.

Once there, she peeled her lacy black panties off and stared down at them for a moment. They were soaked and smelled strongly of her arousal. She balled them up in her hand, blushing brightly and aware that her hand wasn't quite big enough to completely conceal the fact that she was holding something made of cloth and lace, and walked back into the restaurant. She slipped back into her seat with a smile, wondering what she was supposed to do with the wet, musky lace clutched in her hand.
 
“That’s better” he said holding his hand out under the table and taking them. He put them into his pocket and then put his hands back on her thigh moving them up until he couch touch her pussy. The main food came and he smiled thanking the waiter while he began playing with her outer lips using her thumb to stroke her lips and play with them.

“So what do you think?” Alex asked Emilia smiling and joking with some of the other people situated at the table while he looked at her “Of being my secretary you know if you play your cards right you could become a partner” he said jerking his thumb up to pop it into her pussy and then out looking at her and making it clear what she would have to do to become a partner.
 
"Of course, I could never pass up an opportunity like that," she answered, hoping he would catch the double meaning of her words. Her voice was a little bit rough; she was gritting her teeth against another moan that was threatening to come out without her permission. She reached for her fork and realized that her hands were trembling. The muscles in her cunt were contracting hard around his thumb and her clit was starting to throb fiercely, aching for attention.

She watched as the men around her began to eat. Slowly. It seemed like they were holding entire conversations between bites. She was tempted to groan in frustration. All she could think about was finishing dinner so Alex could fill her throbbing cunt with other things, but it seemed like she would have to wait. She wasn't sure how she was going to keep her sanity through the meal if Alex kept teasing her like this...
 
“Good I would hope not” Alex said eating more food and turning to her “this is going to be hard work I am going to need you whenever I call you may have to drop every thing just ot bend over and get some thing for me” He said squeezing her thigh hard “I am going to ride you hard and rough and make you earn that position however I can” he explained jerking his hand up and cupping her pussy.

He rubbed it for a few seconds before two of his fingers slipped in curling up inside her until they found her sensitive bud, he stimulated it with the tips of his fingers messaging it roughly while he starred at her. He made his intent…. Both of his intentoins clear.
 
Emilia's whole body went rigid as soon as Alex's fingers brushed her swollen clit. She balled both of her hands into fists and stopped breathing entirely out of fear that she would make some noise and give away what was happening underneath the table. Her pussy was dripping, quite literally - there was a wet spot on the chair between Emilia's legs.

The sudden intense stimulation after such teasing, combined with the dangerous situation and Alex's promises of much more to come put Emilia at legitimate danger of orgasming then and there.

One of the other men seemed to notice Emilia's sudden change in posture and looked at her with concern. "Are you alright Emilia?"
 
“Must be the food” Alex said pulling his fingers out and patting her thigh “The girl isn’t used to the finer things in life” he said causing the others to chuckle and laugh. He turned to her and squeezed her thigh before getting up and taking one last sip of his wine.

“She does look a little pale though” Alex said pretending to look at her with concern as he pulled on his expensive jacket “I think I’ll take her home in my limo” he said raising an eye brow and holding out her hand.

“Our you coming my dear?”
 
Emilia took two deep breaths to calm herself and offered an apologetic smile to the group. "I'm so sorry, the pasta just doesn't seem to be agreeing with me. I had a lovely time otherwise!" she said, shooting Alex a look out of the corner of her eye. Then she stood, taking his hand. "Thank you very much for the ride. I very much appreciate it."
 
“Oh I’m sure I’ll find a way to make you work for it” Alex said nodding at the partners and taking her hand, he escorted her to the door not saying any thing until they were safely outside and his limo was coming for them. He turned his sexiest most devilish smile plastered on his face as he leaned in to look at her.

“So I was serious about that position” Alex said casually “and I do mean both of those positions”
 
Now that Emilia had her composure back and she could do more than just try to stop herself from making noises of arousal, she felt a little of her confidence coming back. She looked up at Alex through long lashes, a naughty little smile gracing her lips. "Oh I know." She took a step closer to him, her heart beating out of her chest with excitement. "So am I."
 
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