He finished his lunch leaning back on his chair, listening to music, recovering. He would look out out his door and occasionally catch Claire looking over, she would always look away when he noticed. The rest of the day was business as usual, he even took some time to train her. He expected much her, as she had been the best candidate for the job and came highly recommended. As the work day ends, he sees Claire begins to pack up as he gets ready himself. He walks up to her and ask if it is ok to speak with her out of the office, she looks down and away as she studders a yes, leading then to walk out together.
They reach the parking lot where he turns to her, making her blush again, she doesn’t understand why she feel like this around him, something about him makes her mind rush.
He explains that he understands that they just met, but asks her if she would like come over later tonight, that his wife wants to get to know her, he also explains that his wife has certain likes that may not appeal the general population, adding that he expects her and understand if she rejects. His position puts him in a bind as he must make sure she understands that her decision has no bearing her job, her decision must come from the realm of free will.
She hesitates looking down away from him again, she’s heard of him from Meg, she knows him and his wife are a bit wild, but not bad people, her fear wasn’t of him, it was her. Part of her knew what she would be getting herself into, and was scared but also curious, always have been. With her prolonged silence, he assumes it may become conflict her, which he didn’t want, so he startes to say good night, “Ok!” she cuts him off. He gives a chuckle before sending her a text with his address and going their respective ways.
As Claire drived home, she couldn’t stop thinking about what she just accepted. Part of her was excited, because deep inside she wanted to explore her sexually, but was always hindered by the strick upbringing she had. This side of her created the fear, she was afraid that she didn’t understand what she accepted. Before she knew it, she had gotten home. She changes to some soft shorts and a shirt and lays on her bed, not being able to get the thoughts off her mind. Then she started thinking about Eve, she was the one that was interested. Something about her that Claire couldn’t shake off, she kept thinking of her curves, her long wavy hair and the way she carried herself, it was enticing. Before she knew her hand were down her pants and she was rubbing her pussy. She pictured Eve naked, layed out on the bed next to her, legs spread waiting her Claire to service her. She started to rub her pussy more, feeling the moisture coming out of her, rubbing it up to her clit. She imagined herself between Eve’s legs licking her pussy and fingering her, stopping occasionally to lick the wetness off her fingers. Eve’s finger’s running through her hair, pushing her into her pussy. She pushes two fingers into her pussy, now picturing Adam coming in from behind and pushing his dick into her. She fingers herself intensely imagining herself pinned between the both of them. Eve’s thighs wrapped around her head and her pussy rubbing her moist all over her face as Adam pushes his dick deep into her from the back, pressing her harder into Eve’s pussy. She start to go in and out her pussy fast as she starts to cum, picturing Adam busting deep in her and Eve covering her face with her cum too. The fantasy starts to fade as she starts to come back to reality. She stays laying down a little longer, she was tired of masterbating and fantasizing, she decided she would go through with it. She changed her shorts, which were now wet, and decided to make a quick dinner before getting ready to go.
Night hit, Claire took a warm shower and headed off, the fear returned, but this time she ignores it. She was resolved to at least show up, be in front of the opportunity, if it’s not what she wants, she would leave. She pulled up to the address, it was a rural area where houses had a decent distance between them. She found the house fairly easy, the red door gave it away. As she pulls up she sees a couple of cars present, but doesn’t dwell on it for long, she takes a deep breath and knocks on the doors. He opens the door, still wearing his work suit, but without a jacket or tie, he invites her in. She nods slowly walking in with her head lightly lowered. As she makes it into the house, she looks up noticing Eve, sitting naked on a single leather sofa, her thick thighs crossed, leaning back, wearing what Claire assumed to be a dog collar, the silver link running between her breast. Blood rushes to her head, but she can’t look away this time, she becomes almost mesmerized by this goddess of a woman sitting in front of her. Eve smiles, watching the expression on Claire’s face, she gestures her hand for Claire to come over, she obeys…
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