Chapter 1

Candice had met her new love Marcus at the corporation Christmas party. She was just walking through the room conversing with people when this handsome guy, with thick wavy hair, bold facial features, and a smile bright enough to melt an iceberg walked up to her and introduced himself.

"Hello, I've not seen you here before; the names Marcus Kindcade, business manager."

There eyes met, and she felt the gaze from his gorgeous blue eyes go clear through her, straight to her clit. Trying not to sound nervous she responded. "Hi, I'm Candice Walker; I work as a secretary in the legal aide department. I just moved here from Illinois, and haven't been working here that long. Nice to meet you."

"Candice that's such a nice name, may I get you something to drink?"

"Please call me Natalie. Thanks, I'd love a strawberry margarita."

"Sure thing doll, I'll be right back."

They sat in the corner table, and began talking. Before long, they conversed like long lost friends. When he invited her to dinner, she did not hesitate to accept. That was two years ago, now they were lovers.

She was sitting on the sofa thinking of him, and bored. She missed his touch, his kiss, and especially the way he made love to her. However, he had an office to run, and had went to work that Saturday to catch up on his paperwork.

She tried reading, watching television, and just could not concentrate on anything but his sexy voice, and hot body. So she decided to call him.

"Hi darling, are you busy, your baby is bored," she purred into the phone.

"Not really just pottering with some spreadsheets, real interesting stuff," he responded with a laugh.

She giggled, "Don't just love spread sheets? I was thinking about sheets of a different kind."

"I'm thinking that way too, with you on top of them, in that sexy blue, silk nightie."

"Mmmm I could arrange that, if you were here. I'm so bored, and if you haven't guessed, horny."

She heard him sigh and all of a sudden go quiet, something he did when he was becoming aroused. "What do you have in mind ... I'm sure you have something?"

"Me meeting you at the front door wearing that sexy outfit, and leading you to the bedroom. Once there, I'd climb on the bed, motioning for you to join me."

"Mmm, this is getting interesting, does it have to be the bedroom""

"No if we are alone, it can be anywhere."

"You know variety is the spice of life?"

"Oh yeah it is. You know, I just might just sneak up on as you're sitting in your favorite chair, wearing that nightie, putting my hands over your eyes and saying guess who."

"Let's get a little spicy."

"Ooooooooh spicy, go for it!"

"What would you like?"

"You," she laughed, and doing something new."

"Well I do owe you a special treat, something you would like."

"Mmmm, I like a lot of things, ' she purred.

With a voice as smooth as Tennessee whiskey he spoke, "You tell me, how can I please you mistress?"

Oh my god, when he talked like that to her, she nearly climaxed right than and there in her panties. She smiled and told herself, 'time to turn Marcus's heat up a few notches."

With a sexy, seductive voice, she cooed into the phone,

"I'd love to make love to you ... right where you are ... or behind closed locked door at the office ... ooooh!"

He swallowed hard, and felt his cock twitch, "Mmmm, naughty Natalie."

She giggled, and blushed, "I likes being naughty."

Marcus wondered just what his gal was up too, the idea of her being naughty always aroused him more, and their sex was hot, wild, and very satisfying. However, he would play uninterested for now.

"Natalie, I'm sitting at my desk right now trying to finish some work."

"Okay spoil sport, I'll let you go so you can finish your paperwork."

She sat there and frowned. All of a sudden her eyes lit up as a naughty idea just popped into her head. Marcus was about to learn how naughty she will could be. She'd show up at his office in a trench coat, wearing a sexy garter-belt, matching lingerie and heels, and nothing else? After all it only took ten minutes to get to the office. She headed toward the bedroom to prepare for another naughty rendezvous' with Marcus ... this time doing something she knew would blow his mind, and his load.

He bade her goodbye, and returned his attention to the reason he came to the office that day. After twenty minutes he gave up. As much as he wanted to finish the paperwork, Marcus couldn't focus on it any longer. All he could think about was different scenarios where Natalie was being naughty. Her gorgeous five-foot three curvaceous body always did turn him on. Like the time she wore then little skimpy French maid outfit. His cock was beginning to swell, his mouth watered.

Natalie checked herself out in the full length mirror by the bed. The turquoise colored corset, matching garter-belt, g-string, hose and four inch fuck me heels, clung to her full figured curve. The color, accentuated her milky white complexion, green eyes, and auburn hair.

She whistled, giggled, and squealed, Hot-damn if this doesn't drive his crazy, I'm taking him to a shrink."

She drove to Marcus's office, parked the car, and entered the building. She tried to look cool, calm, and collected, as she made her way to his office, hoping no one would see her. She crept up to his office door, shaking so hard with arousal she knew he would probably hear her approaching.

Marcus was sitting in his chair, day dreaming when he heard a noise. Before he could investigate Natalie entered the room wearing a London-fog trench coat. Now why on earth would she wear that, it wasn't that cold outside.

He was about to ask why, when she turned, locked the door, and dropped the coat.

His eyes bugged out, his cock lurched, and he started to sweat. "Oh baby, you are stunning. Oh fuck, you're turning me on!"

"Are you busy darling?"

"My cock is swelling at the sight of you; I'm going to be very busy."

She walked over, he moved his chair out away from the desk, and she climbed on to his lap. "Busy with what?" She then kissed him hard before he had the chance to protest.

He kissed her back passionately, and replied, "You!"

His kiss always made her feel so alive. A warm flush covered her skin, goose bumps formed, and beads of sweat went down her neck and cleavage. She wrapped her arms around his neck, nibble his ear, and purred, "Mmmm!"

He trembled with desire, nibbled her ear and growled, "Mmmm baby-doll, you taste better than ever. I love your warm flesh against me."

Tongues teasing, hands roaming--umm you feel nice Marcus."

He stroked her face and neck, and kissed her again.

"I feel overdressed, compared to you."

She began unbuttoning his shirt, and ran her hands across his chest.

He ran his hands across her chest, "Mmm." Her breasts were straining the corset and he could feel her hardening nipples thru her bra.

She reached down and began unhooking the front of the corset slowly, seductively watching his eyes.

"Oh my baby," his eyes wide and pupils dilated with excitement.

"Marcus, please remove that damn shirt."

All he wanted to do was touch her breast. "Do if for me!"

She dropped the corset to the floor, and started taking his shirt off, kissing the exposed flesh, knowing he would feel the burning desire in her lips scorching his skin.

"You are warm, soft, and so fucking sexy!"

"Ooooooooooh god yesssssssss!"

"Oh baby, my cock is so hard for you!"

Skin to skin, nipple to nipple, kissing deep, as their actions aroused animalistic lust.

He could feel the dampness in his boxers from his oozing precum.

Her clit was hard, throbbing, and rubbing the thin fabric of her panties.

He gasped, "Baby, you turn me on so fucking much, I want you ... God I want you!"

With her right hand she reached down, and caressed his swollen member through his pants. She purred seductively, "Mmmm, I want you Marcus."

She then stood, and bent down and began to unbuckle his pants.