I flipped up my wrist and checked my watch as I frantically typed this last email. I couldn’t believe I was stuck in the office on Friday night at 7:30. I still had some work to do and I had told her to come over to my apartment at 8. I hadn’t had the chance to plan anything – no outfits, no toys, nothing. I put my head back down and flipped through the document in front of me. Mercifully, with a quick call to my subordinate – “Send the bid out. We’re done.” – I tossed my laptop in my satchel and headed for the door.
7:55 PM. The elevator bell rung and I entered the elevator huffing and puffing. A couple of people filed in behind me, each pressing a floor below my floor, the 27th. My eyes pierced the floor of the elevator as I anxiously churned ideas in my head. “What am I going to do to her? She needs my direction.” Rattled around my head as I stepped out of the elevator onto my floor. I approached the door and stuck my key into the lock as the alternate elevator dinged. She strutted out of the elevator and down the hallway towards me in a tan trenchcoat and long black boots. “Shit. She is always fashionably late. Guess we have to wing this one.”
“You’re early” I retorted to her and she leaned effortlessly against the doorframe as I struggled with the key. “I like to be punctual.” She responded with a wink. I finally pry the lock open and push the door through the threshold. She slinks into my apartment before me. Before I could close the door I hear her unbutton her trenchcoat and drop it to the floor.
I turn back her way to see a tight red latex dress hugging tightly to her firm ass. Short as ever, the dress clings tightly across her mid-thigh leaving exposed skin before her nearly knee high black boots. She spun around to face me exposing the low cut semicircle arguably covering the peak of her breasts which are held firmly against her chest. Needless to say, my jaw was on the floor.
“Oh wait! I brought accessories.” She remarked as she reached her red painted nails back into her trenchcoat that she had dropped to the floor. With her left hand she proudly held up a headband adorned with two prominent plastic red horns. With her right hand she retrieved a black trident. With the same motion she slung the tip on the trident onto my left shoulder and gently pushed down. “On your knees, now.” I paused gawking at her insanely fit frame. I felt her trident poke into my chest. “I send on your knees.” I snapped out of my daze. “Yes ma’am.” I whimpered as I dropped to the ground. I had never seen this side of her before – I guess I didn’t need to come up with any ideas for tonight.
She moved slowly towards me until my face pressed against the cool latex on the front of her dress. She reached down with her left hand and ever so slightly pulled the dress upwards slipping my face underneath at the same time. She pushed the back of my head intently as my mouth rubbed against her barely there black satin panties. I stuck out my tongue and attempted to lap up her pussy and she grinded her pussy against my mouth and nose. “Take them off with your teeth.” I rotated my head to the right and bit into her panties circling around her hips. I pulled my head downward and her panties with it. They released over her half buckled knees. I moved my head upwards and pressed my tongue between her lips and up to her clit. After a few short licks she grabbed the back of my hair and pulled me away from her. She stuck her trident into my chest pushing me to the ground. As soon as my shoulders hit the ground she was in after me with her dripping wet pussy resting on my chin and she placed one knee next to my head and then the other.
She thrusted forward and slipped her pussy up my chin, across my mouth and into the base of my nose. I eagerly opened my mouth to catch a taste of her as she continued to slide up and down my face. As she grinded she grabbed the crown of my hair and pulled it tight. Her right hand was still wrapped around her trident which she had jabbed into the carpet to stabilize herself. Back and forth she traversed my face as her moans grew louder and her breath quickened. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter as she climbed towards orgasm. With one further forward stroke she let out a cry and she gushed into my mouth. She left her pussy there as she panted and regained her breath.
After 15 seconds or so she rose to her feet and hiked her dress down back to her mid-thigh. She snagged the devil horns from her head and spun around to reclaim her trenchcoat. I propped myself up onto my elbows and she reached for the door. As she opened the door she turned to me. “You can keep my panties as a reminder.” And with that, she stepped into the hallway and shut the door firmly behind her.
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