Lets Do Lunch by Amaranth

Lets Do Lunch

ADULT THEMED EROTIC BDSM

The bell sounded and the lift doors opened slowly. A suited man stepped in, eying her disinterestedly. She smiled nervously, smile fading quickly as the door closed again. She pulled her mac closer around her throat, gulping and shifting nervously. "Why am I so damn scared" she said to herself as the lift stopped on floor 5 and an efficient looking woman got off. The lift seemed to be going so slowly, "6, 7, 8" she counted as the lights lit praying it didn't stop again. Finally 9 lit up and the lift juddered to a halt, doors sliding open she flushed as she was met with an open plan office. Head reeling, the prickly heat and nausea of her nervousness swept over her like a wave. Gulping hard, bringing her shoulders back, head up, she stepped out with an air of confidence, pretending not to notice the few sets of inquisitive eyes that cast her way.

Palpable seconds passed as she orientated herself to her surroundings, glancing around she saw the bustle of a busy office, she couldn't see him though. "Oh my God, where are you?" She muttered between clenched teeth. Minutes passed, feeling like hours as her panic started to rise. she checked her watch, no, she said to herself, she was dead on time, but where was he? Then, among the hubbub of voices she heard him, she would recognise that deep southern drawl anywhere. She frantically scanned the sea of heads and desks, finally spotting him immersed in conversation with four or five people surrounding him. She shifted to the side, trying to catch his attention, but her downcast head and saddened eyes betrayed her dissappointment in this futile venture.

Eventually the group split and she watched him walk to a bay of six desks. She chuckles softly at his bedraggled appearance, he really couldn't wear a suit, it didnt matter how neatly pressed his clothes were they were creased & crumpled as soon as he put it on. She continued musing while waiting.

"Can I help you Miss?" The voice startled her, it belonged to a youngish lad that was shifting nervously next to her. "I'm waiting for Luke" she replied. The lad glanced over to where Luke was sat, "well he seems kinda busy" he said. She merely nodded an acknowledgement, her focus on the bedraggled man haunched over the papers in front of him. "Excuse me" she breathed and she walked purposely over to her lunch date. Standing next to him, she cleared her throat. He looked at her and shrugged his dismissal, returning to his papers. She tried to get his attention again but he waved her away. Her proud posture sank, visibly dejected she wandered back to the lifts, blinking back the tears.

Just as she was about to step into the lift, a voice next to her said "I wouldn't stand for that if I was you". She cast a glance at the lad. "You know, you're right" she said, suddenly confident. She stood to her full height, turned and walked back to the still haunched figure. She removed her mac, setting it and her bag on a nearby chair. She wore a simple black dress and heels with long black gloves. She felt the eyes staring at her as she moved to her prey.

Realising he wasnt going to pay her any heed she slid between him and his papers, simultaneously pushing his chair, he was looking at the floor as he rolled back. She stood leaning against his desk, hands placed either side of her, supporting her. She heard doors click open as people came from side rooms to see what was happening.

Luke's eyes trailed to her feet, taking in her elegance in the simple shoes. He slowly turned his head, following the line of her legs, pausing at the hem of her dress, about mid thigh. He licked his lips. "Show me", he spoke quietly with a deep voice, giving off a presence that betrayed his appearance. She uncrossed her legs and raised her skirt up, he followed the skirt line, you could hear the sounds of many voices waiting with baited breath as they watched. A loud gasp came in unison as her pelvis was revealed, naked. "Open" he commanded. She open her legs wide, tilting her pelvis forward to show herself fully to the waiting crowd. A neat, hairless pussy, labia slightly prominent, pale pink and very inviting. 

"Top down" was his next command, as he absentmindedly stroked the huge bulge visible at his crotch. She slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and rolled it down to show her well rounded but slightly large breasts. Dark pink areola puckered surrounding budding nipples. Both nipples had small silver rings through them. She pulled them causing the nipples to fully harden. There was an audible hush from the audience. 

"Come here". She started to walk but he raised his hand palm flat to her and she stopped. He cast his eyes down and she dropped to her knees, pulling her skirt over her hips so all could see her naked ass and her moist pussy. She crawled to Luke, sat with his legs wide open in his office chair. "Good Girl" he cooed, allowing her to nuzzle and kiss his hand. "Now you know what daddy wants".

She edged closer, unfastening his pants, she eased his large bulging member from its confines. She kissed the tip lovingly and then licked across the end with her long tongue, the tip probing the hole and then darting around ridge. "Go on take it!" Came the voice of a man from the crowd. Voices were louder as the group had edged closer.

She drew the tip of his cock into her mouth, looking up at his face while she rhythmically slid his cock in and out of her mouth. He reached down and caressed her face then grabbed the back of her head, forcing her to make all of him. She gagged and saliva started running from her mouth. "Go on love you can take it!" The voice was a womans very close to her, she felt the warm soft hand on her head, guiding her to take more of the huge member, until the full 10inches was taken completely "good girl" the woman whispered.

Luke stood making her gag and cough as his cock was wrenched from her. She kneeled upwards to keep her mouth at the right height, and she felt to woman close behind her, holding her forehead and chin, keeping her head still while Luke thrust into her waiting mouth. He slapped her face hard as he pounded her mouth, gagging each time he hit the back of her throat. The tops of her legs were wet with her juices as she was so aroused by this public humiliation. Her eyes were watering, mascara running down her face, lipstick smeared as this delicious cock was being pushed down her throat. She groaned as she felt the thickening and twiching and the hot sticky liquid slide down..

Through bleared eyes she saw the lad that had spoken to her earlier whisper something in Luke's ear. He suddenly pulled out and tidied himself up. "Come on, he urged as he grabbed her by the wrist. He grabbed her bag and mac and hurridly pulled her into the lift, giving her no time to correct herself. The woman and a man followed. The lift doors were just coming to a close when the Chief rounded the corner.

"Where are we going?" The woman asked as the lift started to descend. "Our house" was Luke's reply. "I bet my dirty little whore needs a good fucking now." With that she felt three sets of fingers probing her dripping pussy and saw three sets of fingers being sucked clean of her juices. Her colour rose as she was walked through reception with her dress around her waist and couldnt help but wonder if she could be seen as she stood and waited for the car. In the back of the car she was allowed to strip completely and casually touch herself for the titilation of their guests, an indication of what was to happen once the front door to their house closed behind them. 

Amaranth

13th March 2013