Ascent - Passion's Paradox - VOL.1

.01. Lawson Marshall

 "Your father is waiting for you", she sighs. "He'll come if you make him wait."

Meredith leans against the wall, between the brooms, mops, and cleaning supplies. Our lips meet and our warm sighs mingle. My hands lift her pelvis to mine. Opening my eyes, I watch her hastily untuck her shirt after getting rid of her suit. She could talk, she was the first one to undress in this closet, waiting impatiently for what she coveted since my arrival here: my cock.

She will not have put well a long time to resist, I say to me whereas I deviate my kisses of her mouth until her neck then her collarbones. Her skin is burning because she spends her time wrapped up in her jacket drinking a tea just out of the kettle. I'm glad that putting up with the smell of her black tea has paid off. In any case, she doesn't waste her time. Because hardly the breasts in the air, she unbuckles my belt, lowers my pants then rubs herself with me in the impatience to see me lower my underpants and put my cock in her.

"We won't have time for that", I tell her as I place soft kisses on her both nipples.

She loosens her thighs from my waist and immediately understands the message I'm sending her. It's not like she doesn't like it anyway, because the next thing I know Meredith is on her knees, smiling at me and looking at me with a sparkle of intense desire. I've seen her all week this job, no, the whole month. I saw the way she would bend over in front of me to hand me papers or bite her lip and rub her thighs together as she watched me walk past her desk. I craved her and now I'm hard as I've ever been since I stepped foot in this company.

I pull down my boxers and give a few quick strokes on my cock before she's the one to lay her fingers on it. My cock wags with anticipation and I hold back a moan of pleasure. Even her fingers are hot. I wonder what her pussy would be like... If it would be hot, or if... it was already soaked...

"Suck me", I order her then. "Show me your good sucking skills."

"If that's what Mr. Marshall wants then..."

She accompanies the end of her silent sentence by a tongue out of her mouth that comes to settle on the penis of my sex. It is painfully hard and it almost hurts. I'm used to feeling this sensation though. Continued frustration is a feeling I've been around too much to complain about anymore.

Meredith rubs her fingertips and brings her tongue close to the crack of my penis. She glances at me then licks the edge of my cock before taking it inside her mouth. She doesn't do a deep throat right away and she does well. She starts sucking my cock in a piston-like motion while placing both hands on what's left of my cock. She rubs the bottom and then deviates one of her hands on my two balls which she kneads gently. I feel myself moaning with my mouth closed. We are in a household product closet. We're not supposed to be there, much less I'm supposed to be fucking my secretary, yet I am. She looked at me with a fierceness that I couldn't resist as she couldn't resist the seduction game I wanted to play.

Meredith then gives me that deep throat I've been waiting for, just to feel my cock rubbing against her throat and her hot sinuous walls. She has no nausea reflex. My breathing jerks and moans pass my lips. The situation excites me to be honest but I try not to show it too much because we might get caught. My dad is looking for me I know because the meeting is about to start. I need to relax first though.

She slowly withdraws the cock I've pushed down her throat several times in a slow excitement without taking her eyes off me. I feel my heavy cock weighing down on her tongue as she pulls it out to show me the pre-seminal fluid running down her tongue. She pulls her hair back and I grab it. I know what she wants, I know what she likes me to do to her.

Without waiting for her to show me her sucking skills, I grab her hair and push her head where it belongs. Meredith lays her hands on my half-bare thighs and digs her nails in. She tenses and then forces herself to relax. Not caring what she thinks about it, because I already know, I continue to sink into her throat while making sure with the hand I have stuck in her hair that she follows the movement correctly without any injuries. I hear her moans mingling with mine and the guttural noises that the report causes.