My client put me in my place – part 2 [FM]

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*** Wow, I did not expect to get such positive reception from part 1!! Thanks to everyone who has read thus far. It really made me much less anxious to tell you guys about part 2. I tend to get very lengthy about how things happen, even IRL. I’m not surprised that the same applies to my recollection of this particular sexual experience. I’m sure this one will be longer than the last because much more dialogue will be added. So grab a seat. Better yet, lay on your bed. Have your hands ready haha! But seriously, I hope you guys enjoy this one too! ***

Fast forwarding to about 3.5 weeks later after my meeting with Daniel. I had a hectic day driving to and running appointments with clients. In fact, many of my days after meeting with Daniel were just as busy, if not more. I honestly hadn’t even thought of him, let alone get myself off to him. I really only masturbated to the thought of him the night that I met him, and the morning after. No other times at all. I had been able to collect myself and move on forward with my business. I’m sure keeping my schedule full helped that a bit. After all, he was a client. I can’t be thinking about sleeping with him. He hadn’t initiated a conversation with me after our initial meeting. He definitely doesn’t want me like that, and that’s something I’ve accepted.

It’s 7 PM on a Friday night. I’m back home to freshen up for a girl’s night out. I figured I’d check my work email for one last time. 15 work emails related to production and webinar trainings. *Yawn. Click click click. Mark as read.* The second to last email was sent at around 4 PM.

“The policy for Daniel G. has been approved and ready for delivery*.*” Okay, cool. I’ll just give Daniel a quick call for an update.

*“Hey, Daniel! It’s Kara. I just wanted to call and give you a quick update on your application.”*

“Kara, hey! Is it good news?”

*“I’d like to think so, I got a notification earlier today that your app was approved!”*

“Oh cool! That’s good to hear. What’s next after this?”

*“There’s not much left. I’ll show you the policy that we had discussed during our first appointment. If everything looks good, all that is needed is a couple signatures. But of course, if you have more questions or want to make any changes, I can allot extra time for that too. I say it shouldn’t take more than an hour, tops.”*

“Oh no, Kara. I looked into the copy you sent me after the first meeting. It’s all within my budget and I’m ready to get things going. I don’t have any questions.”

*“Well in that case, I’ll say 20 minutes is the longest it’ll take. I won’t be able to meet tonight, but I can meet with you sometime in the coming week.”*

“Hmm, would you be able to meet on Sunday? Like at a Starbucks? I’m really just doing whatever on that day.”

*“I won’t be able to. How about this, we can meet at the same place after you get off work like we did last time. Are Wednesdays still the best day for you?”*

“Yeah! I think that should work. Just text me the day before to remind me.”

*“Sure! Will do. So Wednesday at 7 PM?”*

“Yep! Sounds good. You have a good one!”

*“You as well. Again, let me know if you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask. Talk to you later.”*

I spent the weekend having a good time with my girl friends. I still wasn’t thinking of Daniel. Surprisingly enough, I wasn’t even that excited that I literally just closed some business. Maybe because most clients end up having questions after they’ve been approved. The fact that Daniel was good to go didn’t faze me either. At the same time, I wasn’t trying to get too optimistic. Things can change in a matter of days. If anything, my boss was way more excited about it that following Monday morning.

“Kara! Daniel’s app was approved on Friday. Damn, that’ll be a decent check for you!”

*“Mmhmm, I know. We are gonna meet up on Wednesday night. He says he’s good to go and he’ll sign, but we’ll see.”*

“Nice! Are you guys meeting at this office? Do I need to let security know to expect you guys during after hours?”

*“Oh, nuh uh. We are meeting at the coworking office on Midway.”*

“Oh, okay. Gotcha. Hey, are you not excited?!”

“*I mean, I’m definitely happy that I closed something. I’m just not trying to get too optimistic about anything yet.”*

“I get that. I’m really proud of you though. Let me know if you need anything from me, okay?”

*“I will. Thanks, Joel.”*

That Tuesday, I had some time in the mid afternoon in between client appointments to do my due diligence to remind Daniel of our meeting the following night. I shot him a quick text:

*“Hey Daniel, are we still good to meet tomorrow at 7 PM at the coworking office on Midway?”*

I didn’t hear from him right away, nor did I expect to. I continued to see clients for the rest of the day until about 6 PM when I decided to go on home. About an hour later, I was having my dinner and checking my emails. I heard a couple buzzes and felt the vibration on my dinner table. Daniel was calling me back.

*“Hey Daniel.”*

“Hey Kara. Sorry it took me a while to respond to you. I had a crazy busy day.”

*“I hear ya! Was it a good one though?”*

“Heh. I can’t complain… Hey so, I realized that I’ll be working from home tomorrow. The coworking office is quite a ways from my place. You told me that you live close to Freeman and East Valley, right?”

*“Uh huh, that’s right.”*

“My place is about 10 minutes from there. I can sign the forms and I figured it’ll be more convenient for you to just stop by and then get home at an earlier time.”

It wasn’t out of the norm for me to come by my clients’ houses. I’d written business for my guy friends and male acquaintances I knew through networking. Going to a guy’s house didn’t bother me because I knew how to defend myself if needed be. I always came prepared for such situations.

*“Okay, I think that’ll work. I won’t take up too much of your time tomorrow. You can shoot me a text with your address and I’ll give you a heads up when I’m on my way.”*

“Sure, I’ll go ahead and do that. I’ll see you tomorrow. Have a good night, Kara.”

*“Yep, you too, Daniel.”*

*Wait a minute. He literally just invited me. To. His. Place. Umm, what am I supposed to think?* *It’s probably all in my head…* *Is he trying to fuck me?!*

I took a look at the address he had sent me. The facts did check out; his place was 35 minutes from our originally planned location. I was also less than 10 minutes from his. I would have thought that finding out those things for myself would have calmed me down. *Nope.* Thoughts of dominating him ran through my mind, yet once again. He doesn’t want me, yet I felt some animalistic urge to just have him for at least a night. I was driving myself crazy with all the thoughts in my head, but thankfully, I was able to keep myself under control after reminding myself that I had a few emails to respond to. I kept myself occupied for the night through wine and Netflix. The situation was averted.

… at least for the time being.

I woke up that Wednesday morning getting ready for the day as usual. I had gotten dressed with my signature work outfit: pointed toe stiletto pumps, slightly below-knee length pencil skirt, and a button up blouse. It was strangely colder that day, so I added some black tights and swapped the blouse for a modest long sleeve turtleneck sweater. I did my usual mirror check right before I stepped out the door. I felt like a hot ass bitch with the turtleneck sweater bringing attention to my perky tits and the pencil skirt highlighting the curve of my ass. But I suddenly felt the need to really make Daniel want to fuck me tonight. *Ugh! Why am I doing this to myself?* Sure, I could add a belt to draw more attention to my small waist. But otherwise, there wasn’t too much that I could do with my outfit with how cold it was outside.

I came back to my room and opened my lingerie drawer. The tights were exchanged for thigh high stockings and a garter belt. I changed my thong into some open back panties, my practical T-shirt bra for a matching half open-cup bra. As I was getting ready to put my clothes back on, I caught a glimpse of something sparkly underneath a pile of lacy G-strings. *Ohh, yeah, I haven’t used that for a good while.* I remembered that I used to wear my butt plug during boring business school lectures. Now, it can have some use for today’s boring team meetings, too. I made my way over to my full length mirror again, lingerie clad and pink gemstone butt plug in hand. *Holy shit, I’d fuck me too if I were a dude*. Now, I fully admit that I can be very vain. So vain that I get turned on by looking at old nudes that I’ve sent to guys.

But have you heard of a girl who masturbated to looking at *her own self* in the mirror? Damn straight, that’s exactly what I did.

I took a good second to admire the way my body looked in the lingerie. I’d been super diligent about working out my legs that my calves were that much more defined with the 4 inch pumps I was already wearing. My quads and hamstrings were peeping through the sheer black stockings. The straps of my open back panties were slightly pressing into my slightly-large-for-my-slim-frame ass. My waist looked even smaller with the high-waisted garter belt. My erect nipples were peeking through the top of my bra, just staring right back at me. There’s no way that Daniel would not want to fuck me tonight.

I had imagined what it would like to finally pull Daniel’s cock out of his pants. I let the butt plug trigger my imagination some more. My tongue started caressing the tip. I worked my way down, wrapping my full lips on the stem. Daniel will know how much of a sexy bitch I am… *I have the skills and sex drive to back up my looks*. I worked my mouth up and down the plug, all the while wondering how thick Daniel’s cock could be. How much would it hurt if he stretched out my pretty little asshole? I spit on the butt plug a little. I was ready to find out.

I stood with my ass facing the mirror. I had thought I looked fucking hot from the front, but I must say my back side is that much more fuckable, especially with my back slightly arched. I spread my left ass cheek and teased the rim of my ass hole with the wet butt plug. *Mmm, push your cock in me, Daniel. I know you want to.* I watched myself slowly insert the plug into my tight ass hole with resistance. *Daniel’s cock would make it hurt even more than that, I bet.* I stood up straight and noticed that my ass cheeks obscured the view of the butt plug. I had to spread both my cheeks to see the full view of the cute pink gemstone lodged in my ass. I flexed my asshole and watched the gemstone go slightly in and out. It made me giggle a little to think that this could be how I tell Daniel come hither. I was, literally, enjoying myself a bit too much.

But damn, I was also really seducing myself at this point, too. I just couldn’t stop looking at my round ass. I leaned over to get a full view of the butt plug once again. My right hand grasped the base of the plug, pulling it a little bit out, pushing it back in. Over and over. I picked up the speed. *Oh god yes, it’s been a while since I’ve had my ass fucked.* *I want it harder.* I got a little too enthusiastic with it that I heard and felt a satisfying *pop* when the plug was completely, but unintentionally, withdrawn from my ass. For some reason, that turned me on even more. I felt my pussy juices drip towards my inner thighs. I needed more.

I pulled a chair up from the corner of my room to the front of a mirror. I was going to take my time with this. With my knees on the seat of the chair, I was able to lean a little more forward to get a much better view of my plugged ass and my wet pussy. *God damn*. I continued to use my right hand to fuck my little asshole. This time, my left hand was focused on my clit. *Mmm yes Daniel, your face looks so good with my wet pussy on it.* It didn’t take me too long to mentally beg myself to do more. I closed my eyes and imagined Daniel making his way inside my tight pussy with his tongue. My fingers acted accordingly. I was able to bite my lip to stifle my moans earlier. Now it was getting too much. My head was thrown back and I was getting hornier by the second. I caught a glimpse of the mess my pussy was making. My ass hole was glistening with my pussy juices too. I felt my chest and back dampened with sweat. I came to realize that my hands were getting quite tired.

I spun around to open my lingerie drawer. I needed the big boy now. Nothing other than a thick dildo. Now, I could have used my hands and get this whole ordeal over with. *No, I’m going to show Daniel what it’s like to throat fuck.* I reclined in the chair, throbbing pussy in full view. One hand teasing my pussy lips, the other hand guiding the dildo towards the back of my throat. My small wasn’t able to take the whole thing in. I gagged a few times, making the dildo more soaked with my saliva each time. I recalled how most of the guys I’d been with would freak out if I gagged on their cocks and ask if I was okay. *Does it look like I’m not okay? I’m still sucking your cock. Gag me again.*

I stabilized the dildo on the seat of my chair. I turned around so that my ass was facing the mirror. My stockinged legs were spread, each on opposite sides of the chair, heeled feet on the ground. I used the back of the chair to rest my arms, slowly lowering my pussy onto the dildo. Watching my pussy lips grip the dildo got me incredibly horny. I needed to cum right then and there. I couldn’t do with the slow shit anymore. I gripped the back of the chair even harder as I started to fuck myself forcefully with the dildo. *Daniel, just because I’m about to cum doesn’t mean you can too. Got that?!* Seeing my thick ass bounce on the chair with my hair flowing down to my waist was the hottest version I had seen of myself thus far. My tits were bouncing hard that I almost felt they’d come out of my bra. I felt my nipples graze the back of the seat and imagined my soft perky tits right in Daniel’s face. *Taste them while I fuck the shit out of you, Daniel.* My moans had turned into louder, pleasureful screams. *Beg for me to cum on your cock, Daniel!* Before I knew it, I climaxed and my whole body collapsed on the seat of my chair.

It took me a good minute for me to catch my breath and regain my senses. I was sitting in a puddle of my own mess. *Oh shit, what’s the time now? 8:36? Fuck! I’m running late for the morning team meeting!* I rushed to put my clothes back on and made sure that I still looked presentable. How the hell am I going to handle myself tonight?

Dare I say it now. *Daaaaamn, Daniel.*

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