Charity Night (english)

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"I would say we start from the bottom up." Zac decides and walks purposefully towards the entrance to a lingerie store. I'm about to intervene when he looks at me and laughs. "You probably don't have any laundry in your handbag, do you? And while the thought of you sitting across from me in a meeting without panties is very appealing, since the table is made of glass and my father is sitting right next to you, I think it would be more appropriate if you wore one. And imagine how your breasts react to the air conditioning in the rooms." I roll my eyes playfully, but he has a point. I had completely forgotten that I wasn't here for fun, I had a job to do.

Giggling, we walk into the store holding hands and I'm about to turn around again. This place looks damn expensive. "Zac... I don't think I can afford anything here. Let's go again." But he doesn't react and goes straight to one of the saleswomen. "My girlfriend needs three complete sets. Oh no... make it four. And add a few stockings."

"Of course sir!" then she turns to me. "May I?" She takes a tape measure from the counter and uses it to measure me. "Okay, let's go to the fitting room. I'll pick out a few things and bring them to you." She shows us the way and I disappear behind the dark blue, velvet curtain. I'm just about to pull the dress over my head when Zac pokes his head in. "Should I give you a hand or can you manage on your own?" he asks with a grin and wiggles his eyebrows exaggeratedly. Smirking, I close the curtain again right in front of his nose and slip out of my bra, just as Sally, as she introduces herself, comes and hangs some really beautiful lace lingerie in different colors on the rod.

I try them all on and each set is nicer than the next. Zac looks at me admiringly the whole time and I can see in his eyes what he would like to do to me now. They have that fire again that turned me on so much back in London. The tension in the small dressing area is palpable and Sally clears her throat embarrassedly at every comment Zac makes. To be fair... They're some pretty rude words that make even me blush. I can't say exactly whether it's out of shame or excitement, but his looks are more than clear.

When the young woman goes to get a piece of a different size from the layer, Zac suddenly stands behind me in the cabin and presses his body against me from behind. His hands go to my breasts and he kneads them lightly and pinches my nipples. "You have no idea how much I want you right now!" he demonstratively presses his hips against my bottom and I can feel his erect penis through the thin material of his linen trousers. I immediately feel very hot and my middle begins to throb, but before I can even react he lets go of me and disappears outside the cabin.

He wants to play? It always takes two and I will win this game!

Sally brings me one last set and then goes to the checkout with the other things to pack them up. So I take my chance and pretend that I can't get out of the playful bra and ask for help. However, I took them off long ago and am now standing in front of him wearing only my panties and gently stroking the material on my clitoris. Zac inhales sharply and tries to pull me against him, but I push him back with my leg. "Just look. "Don't touch it." I whisper and slide my hand into my panties. "You're so crazy." He laughs in a deep voice. I pull my hand out again. Bring it to my mouth and lick my finger. His eyes widen and he runs his tongue across his lips. The fire in his eyes is indescribable and I'm enjoying having the upper hand at the moment. Pull the velvet fabric closed with a tug, put the bra in my bag and throw the dress over me... Now the game can really begin!

When I get to the checkout, the saleswoman explains to me that everything has already been paid for and I look reproachfully at Zac, who just presses a kiss on my temple and thanks Sally.

After we have bought a costume, a coat and two dresses, we enjoy a piece of New York cheesecake in a café and watch the people who are running hectically through the city and are hardly interested in their surroundings. I'm becoming more and more aware that I don't do things differently in London. I rush from place to place and never enjoy the time and the beautiful city I live in. I wasn't like that before. Enjoyed life and tried to absorb all the impressions that the world had in store for me. Until the drama with Nick. After that everything was different. I isolated myself and only concentrated on work. I didn't want to notice anything else anymore.

Zac notices my thoughtfulness and takes my hand in his. "What is wrong with you? "You don't want to run away again, do you?" he says timidly and there is fear and uncertainty in his eyes. I give him a smile, but it doesn't reach my eyes. "No, no... I was just thinking about the fact that I haven't enjoyed life enough in the last few years, or rather that I haven't lived anymore and just worked. That made me sad." "Then we'll change that from now on and I promise you that I'll kidnap you once a week and we'll just do whatever we want. Without thinking about work! Just you and me!" he promises me. I give him a mild smile and nod.

"Let's go back to the apartment and order some food. Simply spend a cozy evening on the couch. And tomorrow after the meeting I'll take you out. Do you have a specific request for what you would like to eat?" I shake my head and he immediately continues. "I could recommend 'The Modern' to you. It's not far away and they offer dishes from French and modern American cuisine that are really fantastic. And it's not very far from here. We could take a little walk through the park afterwards. So you can see a little something before you go back to London."

In the taxi on the way back to the apartment, I think about our game again and whisper to Ben that I'm not wearing underwear. His eyes widen and he discreetly runs his hand over my leg, letting his hand disappear under the delicate material, but just before he gets between my legs, I hold it and wink at him. I lightly stroke my nipple with my fingers, which immediately hardens and becomes clearly visible under my dress. Always careful that the driver doesn't notice anything. I let my fingers dance over the material again and again and look deeply into Zac's eyes. The fire that burns within them is indescribably intoxicating and the heat shoots into my core. I like this game and he doesn't seem to be averse to it either, as he holds a hand in front of his crotch. "Baby, you turn me on so much. I'm crazy about you!" he whispers to me.

The taxi stops in front of the house where Zac's apartment is and he gets out. He holds his jacket in front of his hips so that his erection cannot be seen and he fumbles with his pants before opening the car door for me.

As soon as we arrived at his apartment he pushed me against the wall and lowered his lips to mine full of desire. "Now the game really begins. "I've been able to do what you can for a long time." He whispers against my neck as he caresses me. A sound escapes me between a sigh and a groan and I almost lose my footing. The tension that has built up between and over the day is enormous and I don't know what to do with my feelings.

His hands are all over my body and before I know it Zac has taken off my jacket and dress and I'm standing completely naked in front of him. He kneels in front of me and caresses my middle with kisses and gently caresses my thigh and grabs my butt tightly so that I can't escape him. I throw my head back and groan loudly. He didn't promise too much and is playing with me. Whenever I'm about to be overwhelmed by an orgasm, he withdraws to concentrate on another part of my body.

We're so in our own world that we don't notice the door opening and that's why we're very frightened when Mr. Hyde suddenly stands behind us with an angry look. In a flash, Zac jumps up and stands in front of me, hiding my naked body behind him. My heart is racing and my face is the color of a tomato.

"What do you want here?" asks Zac, who still looks visibly irritated and quite angry. "That's certainly not what I meant when I told you to get your problems out of the way!" his father replies, without answering his question. "How many times have I told you that you can't just show up here unannounced. This is my apartment..." "That I'm paying for!" Mr. Hyde interrupts him loudly. This is all so uncomfortable. I would like to disappear into thin air from shame. Not only because this man is my top boss, but also because I definitely didn't want to meet him in a private setting for the first time.

"Mrs. Love. "Leave us alone for a moment." He doesn't look at me when he says that. What had that to mean?