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The Alpha Male- Part III

Maya is finding her attraction to this cocky fellow Dan very distracting at work
Eric stopped at the cooler and gazed through the long glass panes at the sides of the door to Maya's office. She was in there, his petite goddess. He could just glimpse a bit of her face through the panels. Unfortunately the angle was wrong to see any of her body. It wasn't like that at the gym, however.

He had started to work out lunchtimes on Mondays and Wednesdays so he could catch her going into the yoga class and coming out of the aerobics class. The yoga pants on Monday fit her cute little ass just right, but he preferred Wednesdays because he loved to see her flushed and glowing. Sometimes she wore those tight shorts with a sleeveless tank into aerobics, and when she came out he could see the glow of moisture on the curves of her pert breasts above her low cut tank. He could get a good look at her smooth thighs and shapely gams as well. Her arms were just a bit cut, the way he liked it. He could picture himself trapping her in the hallway, pressing her up against the wall with his hard body. He'd put his hands right around her, grab that beautiful firm ass, and pull her close to him right up against his hard-on.

We'll that's what he'd do if the gym was ever empty, if he ever had the guts, and if she ever even glanced his way.


Maya stared at her computer monitor and zoned out again. She answered a few more work emails and then she couldn't restrain herself from checking her anonymous email account for the third time that day. Nothing there of course. What a relief. Sort of.

The encounter in Dan's hotel room two weeks ago had left her anxious, guilty and full of longing. To be desired with that intensity was immensely satisfying but terrifying at the same time. She couldn't believe she had let him put his beautiful thick cock inside her without a condom. A vision of his erection floated before her eyes. In her imagination she sat on the edge of the bed again as he stood before her. His smooth, thick muscle stood up straight in front of her, a demanding purple color, glistening slightly at the top. She bent down to take it in her mouth. Warm, hard, salty, satiny – oh. Her tongue licked stroked up and down his throbbing muscle. She felt the ridge of his hard cock-head beneath her lips, sliding it deeper into her mouth as she licked it all around. He groaned in arousal again inside her head. The remembered sound made her hot. She felt a rush of heat from her breasts to her pussy. Oh. She was still in her office, flushed and wet...

As soon as she could, she had scheduled a check-up. It was fine, but don't these things sometimes take a while to show up? A man like that could not be trusted. He was too good-looking, too confident. He had taken away her self-control. That made her angry. She did not like feeling out of control.

However, she did not delete the anonymous email account, nor did she change her cell phone number. He was probably too busy to think about her anyway. From what she had Googled on him, he had a very high-pressure and lucrative job negotiating terms for mergers and acquisitions. He flew all over the country working these deals, but his firm also had three main offices, one of which was in her city.

Maya didn't doubt he was very good at his job. He was charming, handsome, and very convincing. She could fall right into the depths of his dark blue eyes and never hit bottom. The memory of his eyes on her, his voice commanding her to keep them open and on him as she masturbated herself to orgasm, warmed her again between her legs. When was she going to climb down from this mountain of lust? She had to get out of work. She picked up her gym bag early and left. She would grab an early supper and work out. Mark would probably work late anyway.

Eric lingered over the end of his daily workout. Maya didn't usually come down after work on Tuesdays, but today could be the exception.

There! She stalked into the women's locker room as if she was angry. He wondered what she could be angry about. Probably someone had pushed her buttons over email. She had a reputation as a stickler for process and procedure at work. His buddies said she was smart and competent but a hard-ass. He agreed with the hard-ass part. Both mentally and physically. She had shut him down in one conference call when he had suggested that the team skip some tests in order to accelerate the schedule. It had pissed him off, especially when she was able to refer to three other projects which had skipped testing stages with disastrous results. But he was relatively new to the company, and she had been around several years. He could take it and learn from it. Something about her lack of tact turned him on. That, and her pretty hazel eyes, and her bow-shaped lips, and her firm little body.

Too bad she was attached. Then again, sometimes women weren't as attached as they seemed. He knew he was an attractive guy, and he had been able to separate some women (non-surgically) from their boyfriends. He considered it a favor to them. If he could charm them, then their relationship probably wasn't as satisfactory as it should have been.

He watched her attack the rowing machine with a passion. She was wearing a one-piece sleeveless shirt with a built-in bra, and a pair of running tights. Beautiful. He finished his lifting with one eye on her. He loved the way her face flushed and her skin glowed. He thought he could see a bit of perky nipple though her sports top. A vision of her naked tits with hard pink nipples flashed through his imagination, making his dick firm up and his balls tighten. He retired to shower and change before the bulge became obvious.


Maya felt a bit better after exhausting herself on the rowing machine and following it up with some core exercises. Maybe she could take a short bike ride after she got home. Sublimation, was that what they called it? Her mind was clearer and the warm shower felt good. As she dressed she heard her smartphone chime with an incoming email. Maybe it was California as they were 3 hours earlier. Better check.

The email was forwarded from her anonymous personal account, not from work. There was only one person that it would be from. Yes, it was from “Dan45”:

Maya baby-

I will be in town tonight. I'm over Chicago now. My plane gets in at 7pm. Meet me at the Hilton downtown at 7:30. I will call you from the lobby. I want to taste you again. I want to lick you up and down your pretty pussy and tongue-fuck you. I want to feel you shudder and moan. I'm going slide my cock deep, deep into you. I'm thick and hard for you now.


Oh shit! All of a sudden her cunt was wet and her nipples were standing up so straight they hurt. There was no question. She was going to be in the Hilton lobby by 7:30pm. Damn him, why did he have to jerk her around last minute like this! She was a terrible liar, especially when it came to on-the-spot lies. She was so stressed out and so turned-on. She pulled on her skirt and sandals in a hurry. It was almost 6:50. The company gym was quiet and nearly empty as it closed at 7. No time for makeup. He'd just have to deal with her au-natural.

As she stepped around the corner exiting the gym she ran right into Eric. He caught her as she almost tripped over his foot.

“Sorry, you should keep right,” she said non-apologetically.

“You can bump into me any time you want to,” he said. He was holding her by the shoulders. “What's the problem? You look upset.”

“It's nothing,” she mumbled. “I'm just late. Have to get somewhere fast.” She was breathing hard and she knew her face was flushed.

She noticed that he was still invading her personal space and stepped back a bit, right into a wall. There was really no place to go. She traced his gaze down to her chest. Her nipples were clearly outlined through her lace bra and t-shirt. God, she was still feeling the after-effects of that email.

“Hmm..someone looks a bit excited,” he murmured. It wasn't cold, so... He couldn't resist. It was now or never. If she got mad he'd just apologize and tell her how attractive she was. Most women didn't mind or at least didn't hold a grudge. He pulled her toward him and pressed his mouth against her pretty bow lips.

Maya found Eric's lips very warm. He smelled good. He felt good against her body. She relaxed her mouth and he slipped his tongue in, soft and slick. Her pussy pulsed a small contraction. She sighed. What the hell was going on with her? She must be giving off pheromones or something. She couldn't just let guys at work kiss her randomly. Not even cute guys like Eric. She pushed him away.

“I've got to go,” she said. “What do you think you're doing?”

“I was kissing you and you were enjoying it,” he replied.

“I can't deal with this right now.” She shook her head at her own sluttiness and dashed down the stairs. Eric made an internal vow to put his cock into her as soon as feasible. He headed toward home.


Maya had not calmed down by the time she pulled her Forrester into the train station. She dashed onto the “Inbound” platform, gym bag in tow. No train was approaching. A small crowed milled around in front of the shelter where you could buy tickets. They were jockeying for the best position near the spot where they knew the train would stop. She was not a regular commuter in this direction, so she wasn't sure how long the ride would take. She tried to slow her breathing and focus her thoughts. A call home from the car had insured she wouldn't be expected back early. All she had to do was ride inbound 6 (or was it 7?) short stops and then walk a few blocks to the hotel.

Eric noticed Maya waiting for the train as he approached the tracks. She was pacing nervously a little apart from the crowd. That was odd. He had never seen her take the train before. She was on the Inbound side. He thought she lived further west. He decided to ride in the second car and not approach her. It would be interesting to see where she was going.


By the time Maya got to the cool marble lobby of the downtown Hilton, she was fifteen minutes late. She shivered in the air conditioning. How could she be so hot inside and so cold outside? What if he had already been down here looking for her? Her smartphone beeped and she almost jumped out of her skin.

It was a text: “Rm 515”.

Here I go again, Maya thought. Maybe this time I can stay in control of the situation. I should just think of it as recreation. Nothing serious, just a fling. Therapeutic. Temporary. Like a good massage.

She had almost calmed down a bit when she reached the room. She was about to knock when the door opened wide. Dan stared down at her with a delighted grin. He grabbed her arm and pulled her through the door.

“Don't you look cute! All hot and bothered?” Dan asked.

“I feel like I'm going to pass out. I'm so freaked.” Maya admitted.

“But you came. I knew you would.” Dan was calm. “Come here and sit on my lap. I want you so bad it hurts.”

Dan steered her to a couch in the living area of his suite and pulled both her legs across his lap so that she was leaning against the arm of soft chenille. He leaned over her and cradled the back of her head in one large hand, placing the other on her thigh. His mouth descended on hers and his lips were just as firm and warm and soft as she remembered. She started to melt underneath him. It was just so hot. She felt like her insides were burning up as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, very deep and aggressively. He filled up her mouth, tasting of scotch and confidence. His other hand immediately reached under her, squeezing her ass and pressing her crotch tightly against his big hard body. She came up for air.

“Wait. Dan. Can we take this a slower?” she gasped. She squirmed out from under him a bit. It would be so easy just to lie there and let him do anything, everything. Her ego wanted some control. She wanted to make him wait for her, like she had all those weeks checking her email account.

“Sure,” he said. “It's hard to hold back. No, I want to keep touching you,” he said as she slipped off the couch and stood up.

“You can touch me in a little bit,” she said. “First, take your clothes off.”

“Oh, so you think you're going to boss me around,” he sounded skeptical.

“Not really,” she said. “Just humor me a bit. Sit over on the bed. I'll help you out”

He sat obediently on the bed and smiled as she slipped his shoes and socks off. He pulled his polo shirt over his head and let her run her hands over his pectorals as she stood between his legs. She loved his broad chest and shoulders. His skin was warm and smooth under her hands. His nipples stood up under a light brush of hair. He grabbed her hand as she stroked his chest and pushed it between his legs. The arc of his erection was rock hard, straining against his trousers.

“I think you need some breathing room down there,” she said, loosening his belt.

“I need more than that,” he said. She could see his color rise as she unbuttoned him, and pulled the slacks off. She slid her hands down the outsides of his legs as she did so, and then massaged her way up his legs to the tops of his muscular thighs, stopping just at the edge of his boxer briefs. He had narrowed his eyes and was breathing hard. His briefs were tented up quite a bit and there was a wet spot at the top.

“Those come off too,” she said. “No, none of that.”

He had pulled her in closer by the waist and was running his big, slightly rough hands up the smooth skin of her back under her blouse. She grabbed the tops of his briefs and stepped back, pulling them down. His erection sprung up. Beautiful. Now she was going to make him crazy.

She knelt down and immediately took his cock in her mouth, sucking it in and sliding her lips against the bottom side until it nearly hit the back of her throat. She pulled back the same way, closing her lips against his smooth hard rod as she withdrew. Dan groaned.

“Oh my god, that feels good,” he panted.

He tastes good, she thought. She held him in her hands and flicked her tongue against the slit at the top of his cock, then pulled the tip of him in to just under the ridge and sucked him hard, moving her tongue all around the sides as she did so. He groaned again. The sound made her wet. A tiny pulse throbbed between her legs as a warm flash moved from her core to her breasts. She took a breath and pulled him deep into her mouth again. She stroked his balls and felt them tighten a bit as she slid her lips up and down his hard smooth rod. He unconsciously thrust a bit into her mouth and then out again, breathing hard.

“Shit, I'm going to come in your mouth if you keep doing that,” he gasped.

She didn't answer, but took him in her mouth further, sliding the top of him a bit against the top of her mouth. That would be cool, she thought, he would be totally out of control. She felt his hands on her hair, pulling her head back.

“That's enough,” he said.

“What's wrong?” she asked.

She was on her knees between his legs and he pulled her up by her shoulders, a bit roughly.

“You know what I like. I like you coming on my face. I like you coming on my cock. I want to be deep inside you, making you make those sweet little noises”

He pulled her blouse over her head quickly and pulled her bra straps down abruptly. Pert breasts with taut pinkish brown nipples appeared. He took the bra off quickly (with some expertise, she noted) and pulled her closer to take a nipple and breast into his mouth. She felt his teeth very gentle nibble as he licked and sucked her hard nipple. Her other breast ached and she could feel him sucking a line of fire down to it's source between her thighs. She whimpered softly with pleasure.

“That's it,” he said, lifting his head. “I want you hot for me.” His dark blue eyes caught her startled greens and watched as a flush moved up her body to her face.

He moved his mouth to the other nipple and pushed her skirt down with both hands. Her bikinis followed suit and fell around her ankles. She couldn't help but moan softly as his slightly rough hands dug into her buttocks pulling her closer as he sucked hard on the aching tip of her breast. She was melting again, slick and aching for a touch. As if he read her mind, a finger slid gently between the backs of her buttocks and explored her wet entrance. She shuddered and gasped, tilting back to make his finger enter more deeply. Her pussy wanted to be touched, to be filled.

“You are so wet, honey. You're going to taste so good. Tell me you want it.” He looked down expectantly.

“Yes,” she said.

“Yes what,” he said.

“I want it. Please,” she said.

“Tell me what you want,” he said. He was enjoying himself.

“Dammit. I want you to lick me,” she panted,. He slid his finger in and out of her, making her writhe around his hand. He was so near the spot, but he wouldn't touch it. She was breathing hard now.

He stood up, lifting her easily to his waist, and turned them both around. His hard cock, slick with pre-cum, pressed against her outer lips. She wriggled to move it closer between the lips of her pussy, but before she could she was tossed backwards on the bed, naked. He slid his hands underneath her and shifted her easily until her head hit the cushions. Before she could get her breath he had lifted her legs one by one, pulled off her sandals, and put them on his shoulders as he ducked between her thighs.

The sensation was so intense as he first licked that she expelled her breath with a short gasp. A rough warm wet tongue slid right into the center of sensation and licked around and around her soft inner lips. He spread her open with his fingers and murmured.

“You're so pretty down there.”

How could a pussy be pretty? That was puzzling. The thought faded as she couldn't concentrate on anything but what he was doing. What was that feeling? He was spreading her open and sliding both thumbs into her. Aaaah. God, it felt good to be filled. She tilted her hips to push them further in and he pressed his tongue against her tender bud. It stood up as a jolt of pleasure raced up her nerve endings, making her shudder. Thumbs were pressing in and out of her, sliding against the back wall of her entrance, and the warm rough tongue traced around her petals again. More hot juice flooded her as he trailed the tip of his tongue just above the hard button and then pressed the flat of it warmly against it. The flower was fluttering. She felt like she was coming apart down there. He pressed his lips right around her bud and very gently sucked it in to a warmer, wetter place.

“Ah, ah, ah, aaaaah!”

She started to explode from the inside out. First her pussy fell apart, throbbing and pulsing, followed by her legs which shook uncontrollably. Her whole body shuddered and her arms pulsed against the bed. Her head shook left to right as she rode the tornado of pleasure.

Dan felt her let go, fluttering against his lips. He left his thumbs inside her to feel her soft tunnel throb against them and lifted his face to watch her go wild. It was a beautiful thing to see her in such an elemental state, her face flushed, he lips parted, her body shuddering. It tightened his balls. He pinched himself a bit, so that he'd have enough control to let her come down a bit before he drove into her and felt that beauty tight around him.

Maya shuddered with aftershocks, twitching and moaning for what seemed like several minutes. She peeled her eyes open, to look directly into Dan's. Her mind was languid and her body felt heavy. She didn't think she could move her limbs.

“Thanks. Thanks. That was good,” she said weakly.

“Good?” he said. “You mean fan-fucking-tastic, don't you?” He grinned and slid his big body closer to her. He smelled very faintly of sweat. It was a good smell.

“Yes. Fantastic. Yes.”

She lifted her heavy head and pressed her soft lips against his, opening her mouth to welcome his tongue. Dan put his arms around her body and pressed her breasts against his broad chest. He was just so much bigger than her. She felt entirely enveloped by him. He rolled above her and spread her legs apart with his knees. She gasped as his hard cock slipped easily inside, filling her and stretching her a bit. He groaned as he pushed slowly, deeply into her.

“Oh baby you feel so good. I can't go slow. You feel so good.”

He pulled her legs up under his arms and knelt in front of her. Sliding them back and forth a bit as he drew his hips forward and back. He pulled so far out she could feel the head of his cock against her pussy lips, the ridge sliding over her entrance as he pushed back in. He started to pump faster, almost hitting the end of her.

“Open your eyes,” he ordered, bringing her out of her internal focus. “Look at me.”

There was the control freak again. She gazed into his eyes. He didn't look like he was in control, though. He had drawn her legs up high and was pumping her fast and hard. His mouth was slightly parted and he was gasping a bit, his eyes open wide She liked that. She liked that he was coming apart a bit. It made her hotter. It made her twitch and buck. He started to grunt softly.

“Ah, Uh, Uh...”

The eyes glazed over into a primitive trance. He was just rutting on her now. His eyes were void of thought and had darkened into instinct. She felt him grow bigger and harder inside her. She tilted her hips down and concentrated on the feeling of his thick cock rubbing against the inside of her. He was drilling her so hard and fast. She felt a flash of heat and wetness. Her whole insides started to vibrate around him.

That did it. He pulled back out and pushed in hard, pulsing inside her again and again. She shuddered as aftershocks of pleasure jerked body and hot fluids spilled between her thighs.

He collapsed on top of her, breaking the fall with his arms, then rolled to the side, turning her toward him. They lay face to face on their sides. He was still throbbing inside her. She started to wiggle off him, but he put his hands on her hips and stilled her.

“I want to stay in you for a bit,” he said. “Its nice and warm and cozy in there.”

“You came in me again,” she said. “I forgot about the condom again. Shit.”

“Hey, don't worry about that. Look, I just had a checkup. I got all the tests just for you. I'll scan it in and email it to you. O.K? I know you'll obsess about it if I don't.”

So the guy was starting to understand her. It would be nice if he did that. She felt a twinge of affection and let herself breathe out. He pulled her towards him and drew her against the heat of his body. He put his lips against her neck and nuzzled her, murmuring softly.

“You're a worrier. You're as smart as they come and you're wound as tight as a spring. That's why I like to fuck you so much. It's so much fun to see you come unwound.”

“Oh really,” she said.

“Yes,” he replied. “Plus, you've got nice tits and I really like the way you suck me.”

She let out a chuckle.

When they finally unwound from each other, it was later than Maya liked. Dan had insisted on washing her in the shower, and rubbing lotion on her body. It didn't get her to stay the night, as he had hoped.

“I'm leaving for Dallas in the morning, Maya. I have to be there for a few months. I'll get back, on and off. I promise I'll email that checkup as soon as I get there.”

“You don't have enough time for me, Dan.” Maya shook her head. “You don't have time for your own life.”

“I'll make time, “ he said.

Maya let him press his lips against hers as she backed out the door. She shook her head to herself. This was crazy. She had to stop doing this. She wasn't going to check that email account any more. No more obsessing. She would concentrate on work and Mark. He was going to be far away for a while anyway. Somehow, that comforted her. If he was far away, she might be able to stop thinking about him constantly. The elevator chimed softly and she got in. Someone was already inside. He looked familiar.

“Eric, what the hell are you doing here?” she asked. This was mind-boggling.

“I have to talk to you,” he said.

“Whatever it is it can wait,” she sniped. “I have to get home. Right. Now.”

“No. It can't wait,” he said. “I know what you've been doing and who you've been doing it with. We're getting out and we're discussing this. Right now”

Eric pressed the lighted button that said “2”. He grabbed Maya by the wrist. This was outrageous. What did he think he was doing? She could make a ton of trouble for him at work The doors opened and he yanked her out.

He strode purposefully down the hallway as she stumbled after him. He headed for a sign that said “York Beach Conference Room” and pulled them into a dark room. He flicked a switch and dim lights came on. The room was set up for a conference the next day, with chairs lined up behind tables and a projector. The heavy door shut behind them.

“So, we're having a conference now?” asked Maya ruefully. She backed up against a table to get further from him. As far as she knew, Eric was a harmless smart-alec. But this was a bit weird.

“Yes. We are. That room you just came out of. I know who was in it. It was Dan Stein. He's with the Bain Group. Mergers and acquisitions. A real big shot.”


“So, I think he was merging with and acquiring you.”

“Ha. Very funny. So what if he was?” she asked.

“I can make it uncomfortable for you,” he said.

“Why would you want to?” she asked. “I've got nothing against you. I thought we were getting along at work.”

“Yes, I liked the way we were getting along,” he said. “Especially this evening.”

He drew closer to her. The table behind her would not move back. It was too heavy. She ended up sitting on it as he leaned over her.

“Eric. That was a mistake. I just wasn't thinking.”

“Don't think,” he said. He grabbed the back of her head and smashed his mouth against hers.

She wiggled her head but there was no place to go unless she leaned backwards against the table. In fact, she was falling. Shit. Eric wrapped his other arm around her and held her up. She was sitting on the desk now, his arm pinning hers against her side, his warm lips pressed against her. He was sliding his lips from side to side a bit.

“Mmmph,” she gasped, and relaxed her lips a bit. That was a mistake because he slipped his tongue in her mouth. He was a very good kisser for an arrogant asshole. The warm, wet sensation was doing bad things to her brain. It clicked off momentarily. She stopped struggling and let him explore her mouth.

It clicked back on again. She drew her head back roughly.

“Please. I've got to go home,” she said. “This is nuts.” She backed all the way off the table and slid her legs down the other side.

“But it's feels so good,” he said. He walked around the table and backed her up against the wall.

He placed an arm on the wall beside her and another against her hip.

“Maya, I'm not going to ask you for much.” He was standing very close, one hand still on her waist, now sliding behind her.

“What do you want?” she asked.

“Just give me a chance,” he said. “Go to bed with me. Just one time.”


“Because I'm cute. I'm really good in bed. Plus, I may just send an anonymous email to your boyfriend.”

“You bastard!. You wouldn't dare! I'll get you fired. I'll tell HR you're harassing me at work before you can say dick off. I'll pass the word and ruin you even if they don't believe me. You know I can.” She gave him a glare that could freeze hot coals.

“Well, I guess we're both screwed, then. Unless you just give me one chance.” He did not seem intimidated.

Maya shook her head. “It's not worth it,” she said. “I'm really not that good in bed.”

“Let me find out for myself,” he said. “So. Just one time?”

“How do I know you'll keep up your end of the bargain?” she asked.

“I'm a gentleman just in that respect,” he said. “I never fuck and tell.”

“I don't know what to do,” she said. She put her face in her hands and then looked up. “You are a first rate asshole. I'm going to hate you forever. I'm not doing you any favors at work anymore. And if you do rat, you're history at this company.”

“You'll do it then,” he said. His eyes glimmered in his handsome face. God, he was so damn good-looking with that dark hair and 5 o'clock shadow. Average in height but so lean and fit. She felt like a rabbit in the claws of a hawk. She paused.

“I'm already a cheater. My chances in paradise are pretty slim anyway. Cheat with one guy, why not with two?” She shook her head. There must be a better way out of this. She was too frazzled to think straight. Plus, her libido seemed to be on overdrive. She was actually getting turned on by this coercion, for some reason.

“You won't be sorry. Here, let me give you a taste.” His hand on her waist slid down her thigh and then back up under her skirt as he kissed her hard again. His other hand grabbed her ass suddenly.

“Ah!” Maya gasped, as he stifled her cry with a kiss. The kiss seemed to make time stop. He had fantastic lips, fantastic technique. His tongue was so smooth, sliding under her lower lips and across hers. She realized he had both his hands under her skirt.

“No. No. Not here. Not now!” She was panicking.

“Calm down. Maya. I wouldn't do that now. I mean to enjoy you slowly. I just want to check,” he said. “I want to see if you're as turned on as I am.” Her skirt was bunched up around her waist and his lips were by her ear. “I'm just going to touch you.”

She knew what he would find. He had her pinned against the wall. One hand slid under her panties and down onto her bare cheeks in back. The other slid slowly up onto her belly and then down her bikinis in front. A long finger slipped in between her pussy lips, making her gasp.

“Oh, baby. You are so wet. I love it,” he said. He pressed on her pussy with his palm and fingered her sensitive flesh in front. She was mesmerized by the feeling. She couldn't believe her body was going to do this again, so soon. He kneaded her backside with his other hand.

“Come for me, Maya. Go on.” He murmured into her ear. The hand on her backside slid lower and a finger started fucking her from the rear.

“Oh, Oh, Please,” she whimpered. The hand in front traced lazy circles around all her most sensitive flesh.”

“Please what?” he breathed into her ear. His fingers moved faster. She couldn't talk or move. A second finger entered her from behind. “Please what?”

“Don't stop,” she pleaded. “Don't stop.”

His fingers had found a sweet spot and he knew it. He watched her eyes glaze over as he rubbed her and finger fucked her harder and faster. God, he had a tremendous hard-on, but that would have to wait for another day. It was enough fun watching her lose herself. She was start to grind herself against his fingers, making little squeaking noises. He bent his head down to whisper in her ear again.

“Let it go, Maya. Just let go.” He put two fingers on either side of her button and rubbed up and down quickly. “Yes, that's it.” She was breathing in tight gasps. “Let go.” Her pussy started to pulse over his fingers. He thrust them in deeper to enjoy the feeling intensify. Her legs shook as the orgasm washed over her.

“Aaahhh,” she let all the air out and relaxed. He slid his fingers out and held her up against him. She could feel his hard cock against her belly.

“See how hard you made me?” he asked. She nodded.

“I am going to enjoy having you so much,” he said. “You look beautiful when you come.”

“I am an unbelievable slut,” said Maya. She disengaged from him and pulled her wet panties up from around her ankles.

“A slut is a beautiful thing, Maya,” said Eric. “A slut is just a woman who lets herself be sexual. We give it a dirty name because this society is fucked up.”

“You know what's fucked up?” said Maya. “I am.” She pulled her skirt down and picked her purse up from the table. He followed her out and made sure she got on the right train.


Maya called in sick the following morning. She hadn't slept much that night. Napped restlessly until lunchtime, made herself a sandwich, and went to the gym. A hard workout always made her feel better. When Mark came home, she told him she was feeling o.k. The workout had cleared her head and made her feel more hopeful. Maybe Eric would have second thoughts. She took a Benadryl and crashed early.

The next day she was still distracted and wasn't getting much work done. A popup on her phone told her there was an email from “Dan45”.

Heart pounding, she closed the door to her office and opened the mail. The subject said just “Love from D.” The attachment was his scanned-in test results as promised. All clean. It looked legit and she could call to make sure it was a real HMO. A load of weight lifted from her spirit. She got back to work and was actually able to make some progress.

On the way back from lunch she noticed a package on her desk. It was addressed to her at work, but she didn't see any postage. Weird. She closed her door again and took a scissor to slit it open.

Inside was a light gift box with folded tissue. Clothes? Who would be sending her clothes at work? She unfolded the tissue and gasped. It was a bra and panty set. Lovely, really. Black lace unlined bra embroidered with small white flowers. Matching sheer bikinis. There was no label but they looked really expensive. Maybe La Perla? It had to be Eric. The bra size was exactly right. 32C. How did he know? There was a card tucked in the tissue. It said:

Tuesday Night. 7:30pm.

135 Bradford Rd.

Apartment 53A.

Wear these.

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