[LINK TO PART 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebt3gg/my_client_put_me_in_my_place_fm/)
[LINK TO PART 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eco33r/my_client_put_me_in_my_place_part_2_fm/)
*** Holy shit it’s been a minute, hasn’t it? All I can say is, life got in the way and I’ve finally had the time to finish this up. I’ve gotten quite a few messages for part 3. I’m glad that my* *~~pussy~~* *creative juices have been flowing recently. This is probably more of a longer series than you’re used to. I hope you’ll enjoy! ***
The day that I was supposed to meet Daniel went by way faster than usual, despite the mundane meetings in the morning and afternoon. I just couldn’t shake the fact that I was getting anxious about it. Towards the end of the day, my boss Joel had asked me if I was still meeting with Daniel at the coworking office that we had confirmed before. Needless to say, Joel became extremely concerned when I told him that Daniel and I had decided to meet at his house instead. Joel asked me multiple times if he was sure that I didn’t need him to come with me to Daniel’s apartment. It took a lot on my part to convince him that it wasn’t necessary… and they were all lies. I said that I have known Daniel for a while, that Daniel is a good guy who wouldn’t do anything to me, and that I would just be in and out of his apartment after everything gets signed. The truth was I barely knew Daniel and all I wanted was to fuck his brains out. Joel told me he trusted my judgment, but he urged me to promise to text him after I leave Daniel’s place and made it back home. I couldn’t understand why I was lying about how trustworthy Daniel was. It was as if all the logic I had left exited from my brain. There was no other way around it, though. I just did not want to get cock blocked in any way possible.
I kept trying to keep my sanity by reminding myself that Daniel NEVER showed signs of wanting me. The more I thought about it, the more I just wanted to ravage his dick. I was getting hornier by the minute about the thought of smothering his face with my ass while swallowing his dick whole. I think that was when it hit home for me: I was used to men actively trying to pursue me, romantically or not. Daniel just didn’t seem to care. He was just more than happy to stay in his own lane. And maybe that’s the taste of medicine I needed to understand how it felt to be blue-balled. All these men that I’d had turned down were only able to admire me from a distance, all the while knowing that they can’t have me. They couldn’t touch me no matter how badly they wanted to. Daniel’s doing the exact same shit to me, and it was just driving me crazy. I never fall victim to this kind of sexual mind game.
I sent Daniel a text letting him know that my ETA is about 10 minutes. Meanwhile, my mind kept focusing on dirty things I’d do to him. I began to imagine my pussy creaming his face and how his hot load would taste down my throat. How I would tell him that I am not done with him just yet. How I would milk his cock dry with my tight wet pussy.
I arrived at Daniel’s apartment after what seemed to be the longest 10 minutes of my life. Daniel looked more attractive than I had remembered. He was wearing a navy tank with some slightly loose grey jogger sweats. I could see the muscle definition in his arms, chest, and abs. That wasn’t something I noticed during my first meeting with him. I couldn’t lie, I was hoping to see a faint outline of his dick.
“Hey Kara, good seeing you!” He motioned to one of his bar stools by his kitchen. “Would you like anything to drink?”
Without realizing it, I was leaning over his bar top instead of sitting. Subconsciously or not, I was trying to get him to notice my thick ass in my skirt. *“Sure! I’ll take a water if you don’t mind. Did you have a busy day today?”*
“Yeah, kinda. It’s always like that when I work from home. My managers expect us to do more when we are not in the office.”
*“Makes a lot of sense. Does that mean you still have some work to do?”* I handed him the forms from across the bar top.
He nodded as he handed me a glass of water and pulled a beer from his fridge. “Yeah, it feels like it’s never ending. I sometimes don’t mind it, though. I don’t have to fight through traffic for an hour, and it keeps me ahead of the curve. Not to mention, it impresses my managers when I come into the office for weekly reports.”
*Well, fuck. Looks like I’m not getting any tonight.* I had to turn off my slut mode and turn business mode back on. If I was going to leave this apartment without getting some, I at least had to get paid on my work. *“I know you’ve probably seen this already. I just wanted to make sure that I’ve addressed any other questions you might have had.”*
He shook his head. “Nope! I feel like you addressed them all in the first meeting.” He scribbled his signatures and handed me back the forms. “Anything else you need from me?”
*“Nope! We are good to go.”* I gathered my belongings and I was ready to leave. I extended my hand. *“It was a pleasure meeting you, Daniel.”*
Daniel chuckled a little bit. “Aw come on, come here.” He pulled me in for a friendly, side-hug with one arm. “It was good meeting you. Hey, are you sure you don’t want to have a drink for the road? I made coffee not too long ago?”
*“Oh, no thanks! I’m literally 8 minutes away. I’ll be okay.”* I made my way to the doorway and texted Joel that I was leaving now. *“Take care, have a good night!”*
“Hey, Kara… hang on.”
I turned around. Daniel was immediately behind me. His hands slid across the small of my back. He leaned in for a kiss. *Holy shit, this is happening*. I reciprocated for a brief moment and pulled back.
*“What … are you doing?”* My nails were gripping into his chest in an attempt to make sense of what was happening. I tried my best to sound serious. But it was obvious that I wanted it. I craved it for days now. I probably sounded more coy to him than anything.
“No…” He pushed me so that my back was against the wall. “What are YOU doing, trying to seduce a client? Isn’t that unethical for ya?”
*“I… don’t know what you’re talking about.”* I tried removing his hands from my body, but he had me read. He knew I was teasing him. In one swift motion, one of his hands went under my skirt to grab an ass cheek. I gasped audibly.
“What? Am I going too far?” His hands circled around and were caressing my inner thighs now.
I cannot even explain how fast my mind was going at that very second. I began to freak out because I needed to text Joel that I left Daniel’s apartment already. *Shit! Joel’s probably becoming suspicious of something.*
But my horniness got the best of me that I dropped the coy act. *“No, you’re not actually. How about you show me how it’s done?”*
He chuckled while he snapped my garter strap on to my thigh. “I knew from when you walked into that door that you were using that fat ass to get my attention.” He nodded to the sectional in his living room. “How about you get your ass over there and let me show you how it’s done?” I admit that the stinging sensation in my thigh after having my garter strap snapped I was turning me on even more.
*Ah, okay Daniel. You like to play dominant too, but you’re playing with fire.* He knew what he was doing, but I was two steps ahead of him. I dropped my clothes onto the floor, showing him my slutty lingerie. When I saw that he was biting his lower lip, I knew I had it in the bag. I was going to get him to do exactly as I said.
*“You think so? Now you wait, over there, I’ll be a minute.”*
“Shit, yes ma’am!” He said it in such a playful tone, but he did exactly as I said after giving me a smack to my ass. I looked back at him, knowing that he noticed my plugged ass. I had one thing to take care of. I checked my phone in his bathroom. *Shit, 2 missed calls and 3 texts from Joel.*
“Hey Kara. Did you make it to Daniel’s already?”
“??? you ok?”
“Do I need to call the cops???” That one was sent 5 minutes ago.
*“Omg. Sorry Joel. I forgot to text you when I made it to Daniel’s. I just made it home though. I’m good.”*
Joel called me as soon as the text went through. *Geez, Joel. This is NOT the time to get cockblocked.* “Hey, what the fuck happened? You were supposed to text me when you got there, remember?”
*“I know, I know. I just had forgotten about it. But I made it home just now. No need to worry about me.”*
Joel sighed. “Okay, good. Don’t ever do that shit again. I don’t know what the fuck I would do if something happened to you or your teammates, especially if I could have done more to prevent it.”
*“Joel, thanks for looking out for me. I promise that I am good.” Just let me get off the damn phone already. “I’ll see you tomorrow. You can relax now.” The great lengths you go through when you’re horny as fuck…*
I made sure that my lingerie was still looking on point before exited the restroom. I walked to his couch and sat straight on his lap. He whispered, “Jesus, fuck…” under his breath when my tits were inches from his face. I leaned in to kiss him, more passionately this time. He couldn’t keep his hands tame this time. They were cupping my tits. His thumbs were circling my nipples. I felt his dick get harder from underneath my ass.
I shifted myself closer to his body, until my nipples were grazing his lips. I jiggled my tits right in his face. *“You want to fuck me good tonight? Show me what you can do with your tongue first.”*
He was immediately obedient to me. He could act as alpha male as he wants, but I knew he wanted it way more than I did. Way more than he let on. The way he flicked his tongue across my nipples was getting me wetter. My plan to corrupt his properness had been working. He took a mouthful of one of my tits. My other nipple hardened in his fingertips. His cock was telling me that he wanted even more.
I pushed his head back a little to signal him to stop for a bit. I stood up from the couch and ordered him to sit closer to the edge. He was going to service my ass now. My ass was at the perfect height to his face. “Fuuuuuck…” he whispered.
*“Mmmhmmm. Take the plug out.”* His fingers tugged at the base. *“No. With your teeth.”*
I felt his lips right on my ass hole with his teeth gripped the base. I heard that same pop after he had pulled the plug out. With my ass still spread in front of his face, he was eager to start licking it. I pushed his face back, my nails pressing against his face.
*“Not yet. Taste the plug first. How’s the taste, hmm?”* I was basking in his obedience. *“You’ve been wondering how good this ass tastes, huh?”*
“That ass looks fucking juicy. Bring it over here. Let me taste that ass.”
I was getting such a power trip over him begging for my ass like that. I lowered my ass hole onto his lips. God, yes. This is exactly how I imagined corrupting him. *“Play with your cock while you lick my ass. Think of how it’ll grip it when you’re inside me”* He fumbled with the waistband of his pants. *“Nuh uh. Through your pants. I don’t care to see your dick right now.”*
It was in that moment that I understood girls’ obsession with guys in grey sweatpants. They outlined his cock so well that I could make out the head while he was stroking it from the outside. From what I could tell, it was on the average side in terms of length, but a little thicker than what I’d consider average. The sight of it was teasing me, too. Daniel didn’t need coaching when it came to licking my ass. I legitimately didn’t expect him to know what he was doing. Either he learned through porn, or this wasn’t his first time with it. It didn’t matter though. The way he circled his tongue around my ass hole immediately made me think of how he could make me cum if he licked my clit like that.
But I still wanted to push his buttons. *“That tastes a lot better, doesn’t it?”* I jiggled my ass in his face. He took this as a cue to push the tip of his tongue inside my ass hole. “*Grab your dick tighter.* *Stroke it more for me. Don’t stop licking this ass hole. If you cum in your pants, I’m gonna have to leave here. You got it?”* God, it was so fun teasing and taunting him. If he could lick my clit the way he did with my ass, it would be game over for me. But I still wanted to see for myself.
*“You wanna know what it’s like to pound this ass.”* I moaned. *“I wanna know too. Mmmm, I do. But my pussy needs some attention, too. Lick my wet pussy now. Show me how bad you want it.”*
He obliged without any hesitation. Both of us couldn’t contain ourselves. He was sucking my pussy lips hard while rubbing my clit. It was impossible for me to act like I was above it all. I found myself moaning when he started tongue fucking my pussy. It seemed like he knew exactly how fast and deep I wanted it. How to hit the right spot inside me. The way he was groaning into my pussy felt amazing, too. I couldn’t escape from his tight grasp on my hips. He had stopped stroking his dick through his pants like I had commanded him to, but it didn’t matter. I wanted to make his face messy now. Make him wonder how amazing it would feel with my tight wet pussy gripping his dick. He landed one hard, loud slap on my ass that finished it off for me.
I collapsed onto a chair in front of me. It was more than satisfying to see his face covered in my juices. If I wasn’t too exhausted in that given point in time, I’d have obliged to clean it from his face. I still could make out the dick outline through his sweatpants. There wasn’t a wet spot to see on his pants, though. *God damn, what a trooper.* Daniel didn’t say a word as he was catching his breath, too. H*e’d better not be done with me, because I sure as hell am not.*
I stood up after a couple minutes while Daniel was still trying to collect himself. He wiped his face with a few fingers to taste my pussy juices. *That’s right, you worship me like that.* I began walking to his bedroom. I taunted him, “*You coming, Daniel?”*
“Oh, yeah.” It seemed like it took some serious effort for Daniel to snap out of it. “Gimme a minute. I’ll be in there.” The kinky shit was only about to begin.
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