I straightened my bowtie, and tucked in my shirt. A spray of cologne - a little more pomade to even out my hair. Well, it doesn't really take me that long to get ready, but tonight, I'm going with you to a formal business dinner with my secretary-turned-sexual-obsession. I laced up my black oxfords, and closed the door behind me.
After a drive through some mild traffic downtown, I parked and went up to your apartment. I rang your bell.
Your small, high-cut black cocktail dress made me gulp a bit. Your hair was down, and you wore a pair of elegant black stilettos. We were more than lovers at this point and I already knew all that lay beneath that thin fabric, but still, I couldn't help but admire your slim figure. You caught me staring at your thighs beneath the short hem of the dress and smirked.
"Hey sexy, you took your time getting here," you said.
"Hey sexy back at you, got a bit of traffic, but I was thinking of you the entire time," I gave you a light kiss on the mouth.
"Come in, I have something to show you," you invited. I watched as you showed me into your apartment, your petite ass wiggling a bit just to tease me. I couldn't help but smile at you, always flirting, dangling in front of me what I want yet just out of reach.
You went to your drawer and pulled out two small items. You turned around, and in one hand, was a black, discreet controller, and the other was a pink bullet vibrator. My eyes widened, in lust and in anticipation. You looked me right in the eyes, and lifted up your little dress.
I gulped as I saw you had no panties on, your beautiful, shaved mound in full display. I felt the hard-on coming and my breathing accelerated. I wanted to fuck you right there, but I stood transfixed at your body. Your eyes were fixated on mine, amused at my reaction, my inability to control myself as my gaze went up and down your body.
You spread the lips of your opening, revealing the inner labia. I instinctively moved forward to see more of you. You then slowly put in the little vibrator, little by little, into your opening. I could already see that you were wet, that you had been waiting in heat for me to come and to tease me. The vibrator was completely inside you.
You walked to your bed, where there was just a single piece of white lace panties. I bit my lips a bit as you twirled the minimalist, lace panties around your index finger. Slowly, you bent down, lifted one foot and then the other, and in the most deliberate way, the panties traveled up your smooth, sculpted leg.
Everything you did was now hidden under your dress. I'm stuck with a giant bulge in my wool trousers. You walked toward me, heels clicking loudly on the wooden floor, as if to announce that you were my master, and that I was powerless in face of your seductive performance. You held out your hand and I took the controller into my palm.