The Client (Closed)

When Jeremy got back to his hotel room he looked over some notes from the time line of events. He didn't know if he was just looking paranoid at the fact things magically showed up or didn't show up when it was convenient for the prosecution. He checked his work e-mails and got caught up on those before getting ready for bed. After that he got in the shower, thinking of what he could do for tomorrow. He had an idea forming in his head and by the time he was done with his shower he decided to look into it.

As he went over his notes for the night he noticed someone accessed Natasha's storage unit several times since she's been locked up. The fact the prosecution looked just as surprised as he did, didn't sit well with him. He decided to call in a favor. He pulled out his personal phone and scrolled down his contacts until he got to a contact that was just "Q". He tapped it and wrote a message saying the following:

"Check e-mail. Look at photo of person, see if it can't be enhanced clearer. Person arrived after the fact. Set the world on fire."

He knew that there would be a shit storm and a half in the morning, which he was hoping for as soon as he pressed the send button. He watched for the few seconds before it showed up with indicating the message was sent. He then went to his laptop and forwarded the info from the storage locker and tape to an e-mail address with just numbers.

After he sent the e-mail he called his wife back and they spent the next 45 minutes exchanging stories and sexual exploits. After he finished talking to his wife he hung up the phone and charged it while he went to bed, letting his body recharge as well.
 
The next morning Natasha was up and rearing to go at six thirty that morning. It was almost like she had ate a battery for breakfast. But, she had only made herself her usual breakfast, of mixed fruit, yogurt and whole wheat toast. A nice sized glass of apple juice completed the meal. A few minutes of thumbing through the latest design book and the clock had reached seven a.m.

Natasha through on her workout gear starting with her stretches. Fifteen minutes of that and then on to the cardio with her zumba. Fifteen minutes to eight a.m. Natasha was done breaking a sweat and headed for the shower. When she got out and got dressed her doorbell rang. A good morning was about to go down hill.

"It's about time! I've been waiting for you!" Natasha shouted cheerfully as she walked toward the door. She wondered why Smith hadn't just let himself in and if he had even found the key. Since it was only thirty minutes until nine a.m it never occurred to her that it could be solo detective Cain waiting on the other side of her door. His partner had stayed behind in the lobby watching all of the pretty chicks in her building head into the built in gym.

He figured Cain wouldn't be long since they'd found the knife set yesterday. He just had to bag and tag it now. The new warrant made that possible. Only Cain a little more in mind for Natasha when she opened the door.

"Miss Fields...You see this paper?" Cain asked causing her sarcastically shake her head at the legitimate document. "You have something I want."

Natasha barely got a smart word out before the cop forced his way inside her apartment with a kiss. She could hear his foot kick the front door, shutting it as he made his way into her apartment. His hands were all over her ass gripping and touching it like he'd had the right too. When he finally stopped Natasha glared at him really wanting to say something off putting but she found herself going in for another kiss. She always had it bad for doing things she shouldn't be. Making out with this cop was a big one.
 
Jeremy woke up at around seven the next morning. He decided to forego his morning workout since his last few encounters with Natasha had been just as beneficial. He got in the shower, shaved and got dressed in a suit. As he was checking the pockets from his suit the previous day, he noticed a key and a small strip of paper. He looked at the paper and read it. "Damn, that girl is really falling for me," he said out loud to himself. When he finished getting ready he headed downstairs and had some eggs and sausage for breakfast. He looked at his clock and saw that it was close to nine.

On his way to the apartment he called Natasha's phone. He managed to get the number from her phone and also had it in her file. He heard it ring a few times and then heard it go to voicemail. He chuckled a little at the semi-flirty message she left before the beep. "Hey, I just wanted to give you a heads up. I should be there just before nine. Hopefully your up and ready to answer some questions." After that he hung up and turned on the radio.

As usual it was the news. Though it would have been a normal surprise to the average person, today's top story was all about the security footage and how some random group posted a bunch of information about the company with the footage online. Jeremy gave himself a slight grin as he parked and made his way to the elevator, heading up to the floor where Natasha's place was. He used the key and unlocked the door, opening it, surprised at the sight that befelled him.
 
Natasha thought she'd heard the door open but then again it didn't matter. Cain had now moved his hands to gripping her ass underneath her shorts. The two continued to kiss as he effortlessly moved her onto her kitchen counter top. She let out a low growl when she felt the cop's hands on her thighs forcing them further apart and open for him.

So far he hadn't crossed any line other than slipping his hand under her shirt. For someone who thought she was a murderer he sure was coming on strong. Maybe he wasn't nervous about this because he knew that she really wasn't guilty. Cain had been screwing the widow long enough to know better. He was also sure that Natasha was on her way to prison.

Her "celebrity" made her pussy prime trim for guy collecting notches on his bedpost. That would have to wait though. Somewhere during the kiss Natasha had managed to see Smith standing there. She watched him for a moment not really knowing how he would react with seeing Cain's lips all over her neck. Still she didn't stop the cop for a few moments enjoying the feeling of being "caught". Her eyes never left Smith the entire time she let the cop continue to taste her body.

Natasha returned a few passionate kisses and then cleared her throat letting him know that Smith had been there. Cain smiled smugly pointing to the new warrant at the other end of the counter. He gave Natasha another kiss and then cleaned his lips and face of her lip gloss.

"As you can see...everything's on the up and up there counselor" Cain said straightening his tie and going for the evidence he came for. He then carefully handled each knife as slid one at a time into the bag.
 
Jeremy pulled out his cell phone and started to record officer Cain taking advantage of Natasha. From his viewpoint, Cain couldn't see him, however, Natasha could. "Officer Cain, isn't it?" he asked while still recording, making sure to get shots of him sliding his hand up her thigh along with him kissing her. "This is my third day on this case and my third day running into you. The last time I checked, I requested that you make sure I'm present with executing a search warrant on my client. I'm sure the search warrant doesn't include you feeling her up and kissing her," he said as he saw the officer finally notice him. "I will be showing this to your chief with a third complaint about you in just as many days." The good thing is that Natasha kept making eye contact with him, giving the impression she wasn't consenting willingly to this.

"You can expect this to be sent to the judge, your chief and supervisor with a nice request from me," Jeremy told him coldly. "Now, get your evidence and leave so I may consult with my client." He watched as Cain got the rest of the knives and put them in evidence. After that he turned off the camera and Jeremy walked with him to the elevator to see him down.

When he got back to the apartment he looked at Natasha. "What the fuck was that about?" he asked coldly and sternly. While he waited for an answer he got his stuff set up and pointed to a seat. "Sit," he told her sternly. He went through some of the notes and e-mails, being dead silent as he sent an e-mail to the people he mentioned with the video attached. He then sent another e-mail with the video to all of the news outlets using a private e-mail account that made it seem as if it were annonymous. When he was done he pulled up the storage locker footage and showed a very clear picture of an individual opening her storage locker. He pulled up another picture of a vehicle leaving with the license plate visible. Jeremy turned on his recorder and went through the normal day and set up before starting with the questions. "Can you tell me who this person is?" he asked calmly, as if the last 15 minutes never happened. "If so, would you be able to point that person out in a court room?" he waited for her answers to see if it truly was Carry or not. "Do you recognize this vehicle and license plate? Again, if so, could you mention who it belongs to?" he waited again as Natasha answered. "This is all over the Internet, top trending, top story and it'll help our case. It shows someone was at your locker while you were here. If what my feeling about the knife is right, the blood will be fresh enough to where it can be dated back to where you were being held either here or in prison. So this will help us immensly," he told her in hopes of making it clearer of how much was on the line. "I want to know everything you know about Carry and your relationship with her. When we get done with talking about her, we'll have a small break for lunch so I can go file a complaint and restraining order then come back here for some follow up questions. Then we'll call it a day and I'll probably have a press conference at around 5 or 6. Hopefully that sounds like a good enough plan."

Jeremy stopped the recorder for a moment. "After that, maybe you could make us some dinner," he said. "And maybe I should stay the night so no more cops come back. And so that I can get my daily workout in." He turned the recorder back on as she started to talk about Carry in detail.
 
Natasha didn't say anything with Smith started laying into the cop. She wasn't embarrassed by him catching her. For a moment she felt bad for Cain seeing as she did enjoy some of that before he stopped. She straightened herself up while the two men exited the building. Natasha had assumed Smith would be his normal stern self when he got back to her apartment but she could tell there was something a little off.

"What the fuck was that about?" he asked coldly and sternly

Natasha growled herself and then answered him. "Thatwas fun. That's all. He kissed me as soon as I opened the door." She said taking a seat because he asked her to. "I would have stopped it but the thought that he could help out my case had occurred to me. You know a favor for a favor?"

That seemed to calm him a bit or he just went into work mode and focused all attention to the case. He pulled out the tap again and asked her questions. Natasha looked closely again to the tape admitting that it could be Carry and that she wouldn't be confident enough to say that in court. The car however wasn't familiar to her at all. She couldn't place the car.

Then Natasha went on telling Smith how she and Carrie had met through a mutual friend's party. She told him how they started to hang outside of business. For once it actually felt like she had a female friend who didn't hate her. Natasha then explained how sometimes she felt weird around the widow. Obviously a cause being that she was sleeping with her husband but it was more than that. Natasha and Max both were not perfect and even they messed up a few times throughout their affair. It seem though as if Carrie either ignored the evidence looking her in the face or even worse made it too easy for them to carry on like they were. Most wives would have busted them sooner.

Natasha felt more and more betrayed as she relived her "friendship" with Carrie. She was happy to see him stop the recording and hear him suggest things for later. There was no problem cooking for him, she loved it. That would be fun and then she heard him suggesting that he spend the night there and she got nervous. Natasha had thought that they would ease into that over the next few days. It was okay just different from the lawyer lying next to her in bed that night before.

When they finished going over her history with Mrs. Harrington Natasha headed to the kitchen to grab a few take out menus. "I have a few menus here if you want to eat out or I could make you something tasty right here.".

Natasha pointed back to the kitchen. "The girl assigned to my grocery shopping is pretty good so I can honestly say I almost have anything you could want in the fridge".
 
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Jeremy gave her a dirty look when she mentioned that the cop was just for fun. "I wouldn't trust any cop while you still have a trial to endure," he said as he decided to leave it at that. Much of the morning and afternoon was spent finding out a lot of details about Natasha and Carrie. He was surprised at how close they both were, even after she was caught with Max on at least one occasion. "Did she ever confide in you that she was unhappy with Max? Did she ever mention anything about wanting to leave max? Did she ever have an affair of her own?" he asked. Jeremy wanted to make sure he knew just about everything about Carrie that Natasha knew.

Shortly after noon, Jeremy decided to take a break. He looked at his phone and saw that the video of the storage locker was still popular. The other video of the cop being all over Natasha was starting to surface. Aside from that he got a text from the police station mentioning they found that the knife had fingerprints from multiple individuals and the blood was less than two weeks old. Some of the people who's fingerprints were on it the knife included Natasha's, Carrie's, Max's and a few others that he didn't recognize. "Well, the knife might help us out a bit," he told Natasha as he showed her the text. "I'm going to go to the police department, maybe give a press conference than come back here at about 6. Granted that's alright," he said as he got his stuff.

He looked her over as he was getting his stuff ready. "I would recommend some chicken breasts and thighs, however, I get to have those already," he said in a semi-humorous tone. "How about some steak and potatoes for dinner?" he suggested.

As he got to the police station he was greeted with a lot of displeasing looks when the desk sergent found out who he was. It was apparent no one was a huge fan of him, however, he figured they would still have to be professional anyways. A few moments ltaer he was greeted by the chief of police. Jeremy followed him until they made their way to his office to talk about his complaints about detective Cain. It was apparent that the chief knew about the video being leaked and made sure to reassure him that he was no longer involved in the case. He also got him a copy of the results from the knife with pictures for his use.

Between the police station and going to the court house, Jeremy decided to forego having a press conference right now and submitted the paperwork with all new evidence to push for a mistrial. He used the fact that the knife was inconclusive, no body was found and the fact the police were violating Natasha's rights as grounds for the mistrial. He was told that he would be informed tomorrow of the judge's decision. He looked at his watch and saw he had a few hours before he headed back to Natahsa's. Jeremy went to his hotel and got changed into some more casual clothes and packed a bag for overnight in case she was still going to allow him to stay the night.
 
[['//She had to laugh when he mentioned what he wanted her to make. "Um Steak and Potatoes guy? Who would have guessed?" Nastasha joked with him as he prepared to leave. His returning around six gave her enough time to get dinner ready and a few other things that Smith didn't really need to know about until he entered her bedroom for dessert. The detective Cain issue had already left her mind. She thought about his motives for coming on to her and then blamed her on actions.

She had been a bit of tease but not enough for him to risk his own job over. Natasha hadn't even pulled out her "A" game with him.

While Natasha had been going about her day with hope and leisurely acts Carrie was doing otherwise. It didn't take her long to see the video of her inside guy groping Natasha or long to hear that he had been booted from the case. Carrie didn't know what made her more mad, losing a player from her team or his fraternizing with the enemy

Carrie definitely would lose the fast track to all info coming in to the police. Luckily she knew there was a way to spin this. It won't be long before they find out the car in the surveillance tapes was Cain's. Carrie picked up her phone and dialed the number for the lawyers prosecuting the case.

"Hi Mrs. Harrington. To what do we owe the pleasure?" A male voice answered on the other line. Carrie gave her false pleasantries and then went on to act surprised by Cains actions.

"Isn't that the same detective working the case?" She asked continuing her charade of ignorance. "How do you know he wasn't seeing her the entire time? Maybe that's why no one has found any evidence! She had a cop helping her the entire time!' Carrie was now into her the second part of her act which was casting doubt and seeming like the concerned wife.

After few more choice comments for the prosecution Carrie hung up the phone. She would have to wait until later that night before she could give her husband the latest update. With all the servants lingering about she couldn't do it now.The last thing she wanted was the hired help busting her plan into pieces.
 
Jeremy decided to get a shower in and to try to dress down as much as possible so he didn't stand out. The fact that he had a key to Natasha's apartment helped out with that aspect. As he was in the shower he began thinking of things that might occur from today's precedings. He tried to not think about it so much since he wanted to be as relaxed tonight as possible.

A few moments later he got out of the shower and put on some normal street clothes, a pair of jeans, some sneakers and a t-shirt. Just like before he made sure he had a phone in his room connected to the charger. He decided to check in on his wife and have a conversation with her in case anyone got too suspicious of his extra activities while he was away. It took a few rings but she managed to pick up. He could tell that she was a bit out of breath when she answered. "Bad time?" he asked her. He listened as she told him that she was entertaining a guest, which they both knew what it meant. "I'm about to go out to dinner with someone and didn't know how late I'd be out. I hope you're having fun, but not too much fun," he said with a playful voice. They talked for a little while longer. During the conversation, while they were talking about mundane things, he was wondering if the person his wife was screwing knew that he knew. When he hung up the phone he went to his computer and checked his e-mails, replying to a few and sending a progress report to his boss.

When he finished he grabbed his overnight bag and headed down to his car. He made his way back over to Natasha's apartment and acted as if he belonged there. He went straight to the elevator and went up to her floor. When he arrived he used the key to let himself in. "Hey Natasha," he said as he set his bag down and walked over to her, kissing her gently. "Dinner smells wonderful. How long before it's ready?" he asked. "Oh, while we're not working, feel free to call me Jeremy," he told her. "Did you need help with anything?" he asked as he started to make himself comfortable.
 
Natasha was busy dancing away when Smith strolled into her apartment. She had chose to dress down as well opting for a little jean skirt and nice blouse. After a little peck from Smith she was back to dancing. Natasha grinded her pert perky ass up against him for a few moments before turning down the music some. It was surprising how at ease he felt in her apartment.

"So my hero does have a first name. Just as I was starting to think you made the other kids on the playground call you Smith." She jested. "Jeremy?" Natasha contemplated it for a moment, seeing how his name felt rolling off her tongue. "I like it.".

"Dinner is almost ready" She said as she began to answer his questions. Natasha slipped his hands around her waist and slowly swayed in his arms.

"How good are you at opening wine bottles?" She smiled grabbing a nicely sliced piece of strawberry from a platter offering it to him. "I've done just about everything except set the table."

"After dinner I have something planned in the bedroom." Natasha threw her arms around his neck. Then went in for a kiss. "So, no more eating strawberries okay? You'll need that sweet tooth later on".

She then picked up the freshly made platter of sliced berries putting it in the fridge. As soon as she shut the door to the fridge the timer for her dinner chimed. "It's ready!" she leaned over the kitchen counter to see how Jeremy was coming a long with setting the table.

Natasha pulled her roasted potatoes out of the oven and next to follow was two steaks. She had made him exactly what he wanted and even and optional side salad if he wanted it. When she was sure that he wasn't looking she slipped into her bedroom to make sure every thing was perfect. Natasha checked her sex chair making sure everything was perfect. It was about time she got to try this thing out. Being on house arrest gave her plenty of time to sit around and peruse sex toy sites. Heck in the last month she's bought nearly 20 vids, that chair and a new type of sex swing thing.

The chair however was supposed to be the best. She could fuck Jeremy in a variety of positions. The reclining function would make cowgirl positions better. It was adjustable for doggy which was something she was really craving at the moment. Natasha pulled out her finishing touches, and set the sexual dice down.

"Everything should be ready now" She announced on way back to the kitchen. Natasha was nervous as she brought the food out to the dinning table. "I hope you like it. I didn't know how you take you steak so I guessed."
 
Jeremy watched as Natasha was dancing. "I'm glad you like my name," Jeremy said. "However, when we're discussing work it's Mr. Smith, got it?" he said with some firmness. He felt Natasha grab his waist and pull him closer to her. He got a piece of strawberry and ate it before she told him not to have anymore. There was a curious look on his face as she mentioned having something planned in the bedroom. "Well, I have a strong sweet tooth since your probably the sweetest thing I've had in a long time," he told her as he kissed her back.

He moved her hands off of his waist and went to go find a bottle opener for the wine. Once he found it, he opened it with ease. After putting the wine down on the table, he went and found the dishes to put out with the silverware. He looked up as Natasha started to bring the food over. "It looks very delicious," he said. "Well, as long as it doesn't moo when I touch it I should be good," he said as he pulled out the chair for her. He sat down as well and started to get his food. "So how often do you cook for yourself?" he asked.

They continued to make some light conversation while eating. One of the rules Smith made sure he was going to follow was to not to talk about work when he didn't have to. He figured the rest of the night could go off without a hitch and that it would help with making Natasha feel as free as she could be. Jeremy was, however, being a little playful with her during their meal. At one point he moved his foot up her leg and tried to get it under her skirt.

"I'm curious as to what you have planned in the bedroom for us," he said once they finished eating. "I didn't get a good workout in this morning or afternoon, so I'll need to make up for that tonight," he said with a wiked grin on his face. As he waited for her to give any hint of what to expect he decided to make two mental notes. The first was to make sure if or when they did go to court, to make her look as human as possible. The second was to bring up her sex life which could, in a very unique way, help her out.
 
Natasha had started to clear the table when Jeremy started fishing for clues about what she had planned for the night. "We're going to do things a little different tonight" she said grabbing his plate and flashing him a wink. When she had finished clearing the table she grabbed his hand and led him into her bedroom.

"Just make yourself comfortable hun" Natasha motioned to the black, plush comfortable "Sex chair". "Tonight we're trading places. Well sort of." The sound of her blouse hitting the floor was then followed by the sight of her skirt dropping down and around her ankles.

Natasha was now standing there in nothing but her underwear for Jeremy. "You've been catering to me in more ways than your job description entails. And, tonight I think it's time I fuck you until you can't take anymore." She watched as he made himself comfortable and responded.

"Be right back, there's just a few things I forgot to grab." Her heels clicked on the shiny floor as she headed to the refrigerator and grabbed her treats. When she headed back into the room she made sure not to drop anything.

"Don't worry I'll let you get some say in how we have sex" Natasha set the tray of strawberries and caramel syrup down. "That's what those are for" She smiled, pointing to the six sided die resting on an endtable. "Each number is a different position. So, you get to call out positions and I'll do you in each one."

She waited for his acknowledgement of the rules before she continued to explain what she had planned for foreplay. "Now the strawberries are for a little game we're going to play. You'll find there's a blindfold hiding in that chair. " She waited for him to find it and examine it. "It's not that hard to play, you'll just have to guess what part of my body you're eating from. You get it right and I'll lick any part of your body you want me to. You get it wrong and you get to be teased by me."

She was good at teasing too. Natasha would have no problem getting him to the cusp of orgasming and then pulling back on the reins. Now, she would have to see if he was down for her little game.
 
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Jeremy was a little surprised when he heard Natasha mention that they were goig to do things different. "Hmmm, a sex chari, huh?" he said with some curiosity. "My wife always wanted to try one of these. I guess now when we get one I'll get to show her how it works," he said as he started to undress. He took off his t-shirt and pants as he watched Natasha start to strip her clothes off. He took off his boxers as he made himself comfortable in the chair. "Oh, sweet Natasha, if that's how it's going to work I guess we'll both be very exhausted by the time we go to bed."

He watched as she came back with the strawberries in hand. He took in her lovely sight and didn't try to hide the fact that he was being turned on. "He listened to the simple rules of the dice. "Sounds simple enough," he told her. When she mentioned the blindfold Jeremy felt around for it until he found it. He pulled it out and held it up. "So, this is to help with you being a tease?" he said as she mentioned how that part was going to work. "What one are we going to play first?" he asked as he looked at Natasha who was still in her bra, panties and heels.

"I do have one request though," he said. "I want you to keep the heels on while we play. I want it to seem like I'm getting fucked by either a very sexy hooker or stripper," he said with a very pleasent grin on his face.
 
"I think I can leave these on for you." Natasha carefully took of her underwear. She looked him over for a minute admiring how good his body had looked sitting in that chair.

"The blindfold is to make things a little interesting. But honestly after seeing you in that chair I questioning whether or not to skip the foreplay and just take you right there and now.". She flirted with him, making her way over to help him tie the blindfold.

Natasha lingered for a moment afterward to rub his shoulders and back. Giving him a pre-game body massage to help him relax. "Shall we begin?" Natasha asked kissing her way along his shoulders.

She took a moment thinking of where she wanted his first tast of her body to be. The chances of him actually getting an answer wrong would be slim. Natasha knew that having him guess correctly was never meant to be the real fun. That was real fun was in the simple act of him using only his mouth and lips to touch her body. If he did somehow get it wrong then it was her turn to explore him in the same way.

Natasha tried to stifle a giggle when she carefully drew a barely there line of caramel down the center of her cleavage. The next two drops of syrup were on each of her nipples. Then she decorated the paths of caramel with slices of strawberries.

She held her breath as she walked toward a blindfolded Jeremy. She had to make sure not to make it too easy for him to figure it out. Natasha ran her fingers through his hair and gave his earlobe a nibble before she straddle him. Her pussy was barely hovering over his cock as she guided his head to her chest.

"Lick me clean?" Natasha rubbed her slit along the top of his cock. "Feel free to take your time doing it. There's no rush."
 
Jeremy smiled at her suggestion. "Since you're the one who's treating me, we can leave that up to you," he said trying to think of what was going on. He heard her move over towards him and felt her tie the blindfold, her hands running against his hair. The next thing he felt, he wasn't expecting. He moaned a little as she started to massage his shoulders and upper back. "God, that feels nice," he told her.

"I'm ready to start whenever you are," he said as he waited for her. A few moments later he felt her straddle him. He could feel her pussy against his hard cock. He let out another soft moan as she pulled his mouth closer to her body. "Oh, I plan on taking my time. I'm not some young high school boy that hasn't done this before," he said with a grin. He started to lick her body, around her neck and slowly making his way down. He took his time, making sure to taste the caramel since he wasn't allowed to see.

"Hmmm," he said as he first tasted the caramel. He figured she put a very light coating on to make it more difficult. He kissed the spot where it was at and felt some more on his lower lip. He kept taking his time until he got to the strawberries. He licked and ate the strawberry as he continued to go lower. Again, he continued to kiss until he got to her cleavage. This time he felt two different trails of caramel. He went over to the left first and continued his kiss / lick technique until he got to her nipple. Once he felt her erect nipple he started to suck on it, gently at first then a little bit harder. He used his tongue to flick it, making it stiffen a bit more. Once he finished teasing her with that side he kissed his way over to her other side and did the same thing. "I believe that those would be your very full and perky breasts," he said with ease. During the whole time he was kissing her body and sucking on her nipples, his member started to get harder which there was no doubt Natasha was very aware of.
 
Natasha couldn't help but release a few gasps of her own when he took his tongue to her body. The way she had spread the caramel on her skin gave him a nice little path to follow before he gave her his answer. "Nicely done, Very nice indeed". Natasha leaned in to whisper to him.

"You've won that round." She sat in his lap and swiveled her hips a bit. "So where do you want me to lick you?" She slowly caressed the outside of his calves with the tip of her heels. "My mouth is yours".

Natasha could feel him getting harder with each moment she balanced herself in his lap. He would have to choose carefully where he wanted her mouth to be. She would only give him one lick. If by chance he chose that his cock be where she placed her tongue that what she would lick. No place was off limits for her lick.

Just as she had felt him growing her own arousal was growing as well. She combated this by slowly sliding off his lap and standing. Still her pussy pulsed with just the anticipation of what might happen next. She had no idea of what he would choose or what was even on his mind at that point. Natasha did know how she planned to use her arousal in the next round of the licking game. Looking over she checked the tray to see if she had remembered to bring the brown sugar.

"Check!" she whispered out loud to herself. Then she tested how well his blindfold had to be working with teasing her own body for a moment. From what she could tell there wasn't any reaction on his side. Natasha put another check mark in the perfect column as she stood there diddling herself for moment and watching his hard-on rise even more.
 
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"Hmmm," Jeremy thought for a moment, "where do I want your very experienced tongue at?" he asked rhetroically. "How about you lick and moan in my ear," he said. He figured if she enjoyed this game as much as he did, she wouldn't have any problem. He also figured, with his first hand experience, that she was probably getting wet playing around with him. "And I get a kiss for getting it right," he stated with a grin on his face.

"Don't forget," he said, "you said that your mouth is mine," so I'm expecting a reward and a kiss," he reiterrated.
 
Natasha seductively said yes to his choice of places. She would also have a little fun getting there. Her hips swayed gently as she let the sounds of her heels hitting the floor fill the room. She didn't rush over to him, no she let her stroll linger a bit. When she was only a few feet away from him her favorite song to strip to started to play in her head. It was a slow soft beat that Natasha choreographed her movements to. The crescendo was her leaning in behind him and gliding her lips over his neck just before her tongue flicked across his lobe.

She ran her fingers through his hair softly and then gripped it firmly. "Nice way to set the tone". Natasha tugged his hair gently, tilting his head so that she could plant some more kisses and licks there. Then she trailed the shiny moist skin with her lips.

She pressed her lips together and blew lightly on the mess her mouth had made there. "MMmm you taste amazing" Natasha started to moan and whisper sweet nothings in his hear. "I'm so wet right now baby. Too bad you can't see what you do to me". Natasha purred this in his ear before letting go of her grip on his hair.

Natasha stood up and checked the light restraints she had used to tie his wrists to the chair. They weren't intended to keep him hostage. They were tied just well enough to help him remember not to touch during her teasing. She walked over and grabbed a cherry instead of a strawberry slice this time. She pushed half of the sweet piece of fruit between her lips and straddled Jeremy again.

She gently let her index finger play with his lips before going in for the kiss. She bit one piece of the cherry and let him bite the other half. Fuck he was a good kisser! Moans escaped her lips as she continued to kiss him She let her tongue play with his lips and then her mouth when she took a little suck of his bottom lip.

Her hands were all over his body during this time. Messing in his hair, stroking his chest. She even reached behind her and gave his balls a nice massage. "Ready for the last round?" Natasha asked as she performed her 'dismount from his lap. She had wanted this to last longer but even she couldn't deny how horny she was at that point in time. His rock hard member was there for the taking. That itself was what killed her the most.

As she thought about her next choice in spots for him to lick she couldn't help but visualize riding his cock in reverse cowgirl. The thought of her fucking him so well and him not being able to enjoy the feeling of smacking her ass while she did it was close to pushing her over the edge. Natasha gripped the edge of an end table and bent. Her ass was was poked out slightly as she took a moment to tease her g-spot. He probably could hear her moaning for those few seconds. When it felt like she was getting ready to cum she pulled back.

Her fingers shined with a trace of her wetness. That's when it came to her. Natasha stood in front of Jeremy, placing one of her heeled feet on the arm of the chair. This stance exposed her inner thigh to his mouth. She kept with her theme of "erotic tasting" and scribbled a zigzagging line of her own juices on the soft skin of her thigh.

A light sprinkling of brown sugar made the sexy orderve even sweeter as she spoke. "Lean forward slowly. Tell me what you taste". Natasha did her best to stand perfectly still while he tasted her. It was hard to do since she had been essentially standing on one foot.
 
Jeremy could hear her move slowly, taking her time as her heels hit the ground. He let out a soft moan as she flicked his earlobe. He felt her run her fingers though his hair. He felt her continue to kiss and lick his neck. He listened as she mentioned how she was wet and that he couldn't see her. Before he could properly respond he felt her let go and check his restraints. Then he heard her walk away for a few moments.

He began to wonder what she was going to do next while there was a moment of silence. He could tell the moment was over when she decided to straddle him again. He felt her wetness against his cock. "I guess you are very wet," he said with a grin. He thought how much he would love seeing her right now. He felt her soft finger run across his lips as he finished speaking. The next thing he felt was a cherry being pushed in his mouth as she kissed him. He kissed her back, passionately as he bit his part of the cherry. He could hear her moans as they continued to kiss. As he felt Natasha's tongue slide in his mouth, he began to suck on it gently for a while.

While they continued to kiss he could also feel her soft hands run around his body. He felt them goin in his hair, on his chest and even down to his balls. He gave a soft groan as she massaged his balls. "By all means, feel free to lay it on me," he said confidently.

When he felt her get off of him again, he heard her move from her heels. A moment later he heard some soft moans from her, or so he thought. When he heard her come back, he gave her a playful smile. He was curious as to what she had planned. He felt her leg against his arm as he sat still in the chair. He felt her guide his head towards the far end of her thigh as Natasha told him to slowly lean forward. He licked her body, not tasting anything at first. He realized he had probably hit her knee or elbow and was heading the wrong way. He corrected himself and started to go the other way until he hit the beginning of the trail of brown sugar. "Hmm," he said as he took a small sample. "It's sweet. Very sweet," he pointed out. "It has to be something powedery, but that would be hard unless something was keeping it in place." He stopped licking and gave a big grin as he thoguht about the sounds earlier. "I want to say sugar," he said. Before Natasha could give a chance to answer he said, "with a hint of your juices, keeping it on your skin." He continued to lick up closer until he got next to her pussy lips. He gave it a few long, slow licks before stopping. "And I'm going to go with your thigh as the body part," he said in a triumphant manner while leaning back down and smelling her wetness.
 
She had to give a smile when he gave his answer. Cocky way to give an answer but it just made her like him even more. "Alright" Natasha took her thigh down. She decided to let him stew for a bit before confirming whether or not he had got the answer right. It would be her last act of teasing him, for now at least.

"You guessed right." Natasha strolled over and removed his blindfold. "So where do you want my mouth now?" she asked with naughty grin on her face. Now he would have the added perk of seeing her carry out his order. Still no touching her but Natasha knew she wouldn't let that go on for much longer.

As she waited for him to make up his mind on what he wanted she stood before him. Her naked body was poised and waiting in heels for him to give his command. It wasn't that hard to compare him to a king sitting on a throne in that chair. For someone who was tied down to it, he owned it pretty damn well. When his eyes finally adjusted and locked on to her standing there Natasha decided to give him a little show.

He had told her he wanted a "very sexy stripper or hooker" tonight.

Natasha watched him closely to make sure he was watching her as well. She dipped a finger gracefully into her wetness and then let it dance up her body. The movement left a shiny trail from her inner thigh, up her hip, between her cleavage and along her neck and chin until she finally licked the finger clean.

Then she dropped down to her knees. She parted her legs slightly giving him a quick view of her pussy. Her thighs continued to part wider and wider until he had a perfect glimpse of just how ready she was for him. Natasha toyed with her opening for a few seconds and then seductively crawled her way to him.

"Decided what you wanted yet?" She sat up resting her knees. Natasha was now between his legs and looking up at him. Just as eager as she had been the first time they had sex. Her hands gently stroked the inside of his thighs before going to play with her own nipples. She moved easily and comfortably, almost as if he hadn't been there at all.
 
As Jeremy sat there waiting for Natasha to tell him if he was right or not he was wondering what might be in store for him next. He was curious if she had more parts for him to lick or if she was wanting to move on to a different game. A moment later, he had heard what he already knew, that he was right. When she asked where he wanted her tongue at next he replied with, "let me think," as he felt the blindfold start to come off. It took a moment for him to get adjusted to seeing again, however, he liked the sight that he saw.

He watched as Natasha put on a small show for him. He smiled in delight as she played with herself and let the trail of her wetness go up her body. "Damn, you're sexy," he said as he watched her suck her own finger than spread her legs wide. He had made up him mind, however, he was going to wait until she was done with her show.

Once she was done he heard her ask if he had decided yet. "I have," he said with a smirk on his face, "and right now I want you to lick the bottom of my feet. If you do a good enough job, maybe I'll let you put your tongue somewhere else."
 
Natasha gave a smirk of her own when she heard his answer. Her brow raised giving her an inquisitive look "Really? That's what you want?".

She gave a small giggle and then shrugged her shoulders up agreeing with his choice. She had no idea why he would have chosen there out of all places he could have chosen but that was part of the fun of things. His smirk let her know that he was having fun too. Good. That's what she wanted. Just a little sexual fun to relax and take his mind off working her case.

"Okay then!" Natasha smiled. Letting her hands linger on the inside of his thighs a bit longer. Then she started on way down his legs. She made sure not to use her tongue though. That was being saved for what he asked for. Natasha just took her time kissing down his each one of his legs.

When she made it down to his feet she decided to have some fun. Natasha gave him a light foot massage first. She paid particular interests to the areas known for being stress points. Then just before she put his foot down she gave him a little tickle. He couldn't do anything about it really since he was tied down. Natasha also thought it would be funny to try and see him leap from that sex chair.

The sound of him possibly laughing out of control would be a bonus if she'd managed to do that with her tiny tickles.. She had never really heard him laugh before. Jeremy was always so serious until it came to his "work outs" with her. Tonight she was going to see how far she could take this fun side of him.

When she was done giving him a little tickle she started on her task of licking him. She lifted his foot and poked out her tongue. Just before she gave him the lick she stopped her tongue.

"You're sure about this? LIke a 1000% sure?". Natasha asked playing her best attempt at being nervous. She wasn't really but she had to make him sweat a bit.

"Just kidding." She smiled with a little giggle. Then she gave the bottom of his foot a firm lick and sat it down. Natasha rested her ass on heels waiting for reaction.
 
Jeremy listened to Natasha as she responded to his request. He felt her soft, wet kisses make their way down his leg as her body sank lower. He wasn't expecting a small foot massage, but he wasn't going to turn it away either. He let out a soft groan as she work on his feet, relieving some of the stress. He then felt her fingers try to curl up and tickle him. He resisted as hard as he could to not laugh. It wasn't that he didn't find it cute or playful, just not what he had in mind for right now.

"Yes, I'm sure," he responded when she asked if this is what he wanted. He felt her lift up his foot and lick the bottom of it. Then he felt her repeat the same process to the other foot. "Such a good little pet," he said as he felt her tongue continue to work on his feet before she stopped and sat back down. "Now, for your treat, you can fuck me however you want to," he told her.
 
Natasha leaned back resting her ass on the heels of her feet. "Any way I want huh?" she pressed her finger to her pouty lips as she thought about how she wanted him. The options were nearly endless. She guessed that she could start out in reverse cowgirl. What she had had in mind for the position after that would require his hands to be free. Since the night had started and actually a good part of the day Natasha had a craving for being taken from behind.

"Okay this is what's going to happen." She spoke in calm voice as she stood. "I'm going to ride your cock." Natasha explained as she began to unfastened his hands.

"Long, hard fucking is what your fuck toy wants for her treat. " Natasha gave a dirty smile before she turned. Now he had a nice view of her rear as she stepped in between his legs.

"And then, I want you to bend me over. Ass in the air, my palms pressed to the floor and my hips in your hands as you fuck me. " She reached behind her giving his cock's tip a nice stroke. Then she started to mount him. When she felt that he was fully inside of her pussy she stopped.

Natasha worked her hips slowly circling him to make sure that he was snug. She worked her hips back and forward slowly riding his cock in reverse cowgirl. It was almost painful for her to go this slow when what she really wanted was to fuck his brains out. That would come soon enough though.

Right now it was about getting her pussy to relax around his cock again. The fact that she had been taking him inside her the last two days seemingly didn't not matter. He was the biggest guy she'd ever had to date. It was going to take a lot more than two days for her to get use to not tensing up whenever he fucked her.
 
"Well, my little fuck toy has been good today so I'll let her have her treat," he told her as he watched her untie his hands. Then he watched as she got into position by pressing her ass against his cock. He felt her guide it to her pussy, allowing it to penetrate her. Jeremy felt it push through her wet folds. He was still surprised that she was tight.

He grabbed her hips as she started to grind her pussy against his member, making sure it was all the way in her. Jeremy moved one in front of her and started to tease her clit by rubbing it. He knew it would drive her wild. He felt her start to ride him slowly at first then picking up the pace a little bit after that.

After a few moments Jeremy started to push down on her shoulders, making her bend over as her hands went down towards the floor. He pulled his cock out of her and then slowly re-entered her. He kept doing that several times, taking his time making sure it was going all the way in each time. At the same time he would occasionally spank her just for fun. "You're such a good fucking slut," he told her as he spanked her a little bit harder. "But now," he said as he had her hips held against him, "I think I want to take advantage of the situation."

Jeremy let go of Natasha's hips and slowly slid his cock out of her pussy. He moved one finger in her ass and started to push it in her. He could hear her moan as he did. There was no doubt that she knew what was going to happen. He didn't know if she had ever experimented with anal or not, however, tonight she would be. He moved his cock up a little bit as he started to push the tip of it in her tight ass, the juices from her pussy acting as a lubricant. He started to push a little bit deeper as he heard Natasha's moans.
 
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