She felt dampness on her upper lip and stopped at the Ladies Room before making her appointment. Once inside she dabbed at her face with blotting tissue and looked herself up and down in the mirror.
Her hair was tied in a loose chignon held together by black lacquered chopsticks. It gave her the look of neat elegance but not one of severity. She had also opted for her small rimless glasses today rather than the contacts. She knew the librarian look tended to make men sweat at the thought of them letting down the hair and taking off the glasses. She also wore a black camisole top with a jacket over it. Black Dolce & Gabbana skirt with little silk stockings. There was no garter, these babies stayed up all by themselves and looked yummy with those little Chanel pumps that said “Fuck me.”
As she looked in the mirror she remembered the first time meeting him. It was at a dinner party at a cousin’s house. She knew from her cousin that he was at least 18 years older than her and having marital trouble because his wife was her cousin’s friend. She expected to meet a bastard from the second-hand stories she had heard. Instead she met a man who seemed trapped in his skin. A man who, given the right push of a button, could be propelled into overdrive.
She’d caught him more than once that night looking at the swell of her breasts and the line that was created by her bra. Throughout the night she entertained fantasies of them secretly abusing each other’s bodies in the most erotic way. When he hugged her a friendly good night her body was rocked with electricity and she longed to have him inside of her.
Through conversation she had learned where he worked and for what firm he worked for. She had been looking for an accountant she said and would he be interested in taking her on as a client. She had asked innocently enough and she could tell that he could not read her. He could not tell if she was really interested in his number capabilities or far more than that. Either way, she was given the business card for later use.
Now, as she looked herself up and down in the mirror, her chest felt like it would explode. She’d never hunted anyone like this before and certainly never anyone’s husband. Then again, she had never met anyone who on first contact had sparked every nerve ending in her body. He wasn’t the most attractive man in the world, but he was handsome. Whatever it was that made her feel this way, it wasn’t the look of him. It was the feel of his presence.
Looking one last time in the mirror, she took a deep breath and opened the door.
She continued her walk down the hall to his office. She opened the door and found no one in the waiting room, no secretary either. Probably out to lunch.
She saw the wooden door with his gold embossed name on it and knocked. The door opened and there he was opening it to an office of dark green leather and cherry wood. The type of office where a man could kick back, smoke his cigar and have a scotch. The walls were lined with leather bound books, most for business some for pleasure all for show.
“Hello, glad to see you found the place all right. Sorry there was no one to greet you but my secretary is on vacation and I had to dismiss the temp today. She just didn’t know what the hell she was doing. Can I offer you a drink?”
“Yes, please. What have you got?”
“Scotch, gin and whiskey.”
“I’ll take the scotch.”
“Ice?”
“Yes, please.” She took her jacket off as she watched him open a shelf in the wall that displayed a mini bar. She saw that the bottle was Johnny Walker Blue. Nice.
“I see you like the finer things.” She said, still not exactly letting him know her intendment. She did need an accountant and would at least let him go over her finances before she made her intentions known.
“I find that my clients appreciate the treatment after they see what I charge.” He smiled at her and she thought she was going to fall right then and there.
He handed her a healthy rock glass of scotch and they sat down at his desk. She put her briefcase down and they began going through her papers…
Not too long after and on her second scotch they had ascertained what she could itemize with the taxes and loved learning how much money he was going to save her even after he was paid.
“I guess it pays to leave H&R Block.” She laughed. He smiled at her and said “Well, you have your own business and really need someone’s personal attention.”
“I certainly do.” She was painfully aware of how close he was to her and that he was inhaling her scent. Her body trembled as she leaned on his desk for balance.
“Are you all right?” He said holding out a hand to steady her. He left her arm burning where he touched her.
She turned to him and looked up into his face. His brown eyes were on fire. “Just…fine.”
There was silence for a moment as she felt the heat of his body close to hers. He was so close she could smell him. She picked up her scotch and downed the last of it. He just looked at her not having any doubts anymore as she suddenly grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head and pulled his lips to hers.
The kiss felt like they had both been starved for years and were only just now being fed by each other. He pulled the chopsticks from her hair and let her curls spill down her back. He pulled her head back hard by her hair and bit down on her neck.
“I’ve wanted to taste you since the moment I saw you.” He rasped into her ear. “Once I’m done with that, I’m going to fuck every hole in your body.”
He picked her up then and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He set her down on the green leather couch and pushed her skirt up. She wore no panties today.
“You didn’t care about your finances did you? You just came here for my cock.”
“No, I needed done what you did, your cock was just an added bonus.”
“You just want me to fuck you like a little slut, don’t you?”
“That’s exactly what I want.”
With his left hand he took a breast and then pinched the nipple until she felt the blood swell into it making it hard as a rock. With his right hand he inserted two fingers in her pussy and began to lick and suck on her clit.
All of the anticipation she had felt in the past few weeks was exploding inside of her.
She clasped his head by his hair and pulled him closer to her pussy and she felt his fingers swirling around inside of her. “I’m gonna cum all over you.”
“You’re going to cum if I let you.” He said between laps.
She whimpered in response as his licking became more frenzied and she felt his thumb enter her ass.
“I’m just getting you ready for what I have in store for you. I told you, I’m going to fuck you in every hole you have today, whether you like it or not.” He continued his oral escapade and felt her body seizing as every nerve ending became inflamed. She was dripping all over him as she quivered. He knew she was cumming, not just from her screams, but from the response he was getting from her body.