Toxic Fantasy | König

Six

König's Perspective
Mature content

Trying to remain professional around Hannah these past few days has proven to be much harder than I initially expected. Ever since our little football scrimmage the other day, I am starting to suspect I am not the only one feeling something between us. She gives me these looks... those eyes. I do not have a lot of experience with the opposite sex, but I know desire when I see it. It is as if she is testing me, to see if I want her.

It is fall in Northern Virginia so the air has become cooler. The nights are much cooler, but she seems to put on the smallest clothes she can find to prance around in front of me. Showing off her supple curves as she dances around the house... it drives me mad! I may be a lot of things, but I am man before everything else and when I see a beautiful woman in barely any clothes in front of me I am going to react.

Her parents have been gone for days now and George is back at school, so besides the other house staff who mainly keep to themselves, it has just been us at the house. Us being alone here together makes it all the more difficult to resist her. Before I would just remind myself that her family is around and if I get caught even looking at her with a lustful gaze, I would lose my job. Now we are all alone and I want to do a lot more than look.

Tonight we are sitting in the basement, which her parents' turned into a home theater. We are in these large recliner chairs right next to each other. Some of the seats have a divider separating them that has a cupholder, but there are a few chairs that do not have a divide between them. She sat down in chair and patted to her left, the seat that was not separated by a divider.

There is nothing in the way between me and her except our clothes and she has barely any on. All she is wearing is a white tight t-shirt that has been cut to show off her stomach and some underwear that somewhat resembles shorts. But really it is just the style of them that resembles shorts, because there are definitely no shorts out there that are that short. When she was walking in front of me earlier I could see the curve of her ass peeking out... For fuck sakes it drove me crazy. I wanted to bend her over my knee right then and there and spank her for being such a naughty tease.

No!

I need to remain professional here. We are alone, next to each other, and she has barely any clothes on. There is no one to help me keep my distance so it is up to me to restrain myself from all the filthy thoughts running through my head. I have to stop thinking about her large supple breasts and how good they would look while she bounces up and down on my co-

"König" the sweet voice calls out next to me breaking me from my lustful daydream.

I quickly blink and turn my head to her direction to see her looking up at me with a quizzical eyes. She scoots closer to me and continues to stare as she waits for my response.

Those eyes she is giving me... she looks so sweet and innocent with those big emerald green doe eyes looking up at me. She looks innocent, but I know she is far from innocent. I know she is a filthy girl that I know desperately wants to be ordered and punished for being so bad. Such a naughty little thing...

Fuck! I turn my attention back to her. "Hannah" I respond quietly.

She nuzzles up close to me and wraps her arms around mine and rests her head on my arm. "Are you ok? It seems like you are not even interested in this movie."

I hold my breath. She is wrapped around my arm... she is touching me. I feel the warmth of her body radiating on mine. My heart feels like it is going to leap out of my damn chest. I need to relax. I cannot be feeling like this. I need to take a deep breath and just try to keep the last shred of composure I have.