I am just waiting for a text message, telling me where to meet Marcus. With Marcus, you never can tell what he's up to. So today I decide to get a little adventurous with him and do what he wants. Any sexual encounter with Marcus is great, although I have a few rules, like no slapping or leaving any marks.
"Come to my office around 2pm. Dress up in a dress and heels," his text reads. Marcus had a thing for feet, pantyhose, stockings and high heels.
That gives me an hour. So, I change out of my tekkies and jeans and put on a nice dress that I didn't need to wear a bra with. I also put on some sexy high-heels and finish off my make-up with lip-gloss.
At 2pm, I knock on his office door.
I hear his sturdy voice from inside: "Come in!" I open the door and there he is, sitting behind his desk, with a rather horny smile on his face.
"Valerie," he replies, while standing up.
He takes my hand, spins me around while looking at me from head to heels and then kisses my neck and lips. Then he moves back to his chair and as he sits down, he pulls me to the edge of his desk in front of him.
As if in a slow-motion movie scène, he starts by letting me sit on his desk, lifting my heels onto the armrests of his chair. He puts his hands on each of my ankles, moving them very sensually up to my knees. From there his hands wander over my thighs towards the top of my legs and work their way in under my dress onto my hips, where he finds out I am not wearing any panties.
He looks up at me and smiles. "Nice," is all he says, as he stands up. He takes my hands and put them behind my back, saying: "Keep them there."
I do as he orders. I take a deep breath, as the adrenaline swirls through me, while he walks to the door and locks it. I look at him when he comes up behind me, and places a blindfold over my eyes.
"And this?" I ask.
"Valerie, just something new I thought we could try."
Staring into the darkness of the blind fold, I curl my bottom lip between my teeth and bite down, whilst Marcus puts his hands under my dress, sensually stroking it over my wet pussy.
My dress has a zipper at the front and I suddenly feel a second pair of hands from behind me, touching my breasts and then I feel how the zipper is being pulled down slowly. I want to turn around, but I feel Marcus' familiar mouth brushing and attacking my slightly parted lips. This arouses me even more and I kiss him back hungrily, letting my mind and body go with the flow, as I feel my own juices beginning to flow.
The second pair of hands roams all over my body, pulling my dress open to expose my stiff breasts and caressing their way up and down my back, over my sensitive nipples and down to the roundness of my buttocks, then sliding up to the front again, taking my breasts in each hand. I feel my nipples being pinched and pulled and it drives me crazy with lustful pleasure. I feel totally inflamed, with a sexual fire burning in my belly and pussy, inspiring me to trust this stranger with my body.
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