Dance to please ✓ Taennie 18+

Part 014

T A E H Y U N G

Hiring Jennie was supposed to be a way to help her out and give me an excuse to stare at her a few hours a day.

Instead, it turned into a different kind of distraction. The worst kind. I was so consumed with what needed to be done that I let my needs get buried beneath the work for a few days.

But it did make me realise just how special jennie is. She's gorgeous, intoxicating, and smart too. She belongs in a boardroom instead of on a stage. She certainly shouldn't be dancing in my living room for tips. Her potential could take her everywhere.

But something else is bringing her back, right where she was last weekend. And this time, the rules are relaxed. How relaxed? I'm not sure, but I damn sure plan to test the limits tonight, especially if I get to touch Jennie.

"Ready to shut down for the day?" I ask as I step out of my office and pull the door closed.

"Uhmm" Jennie looks at what she's working on, then nods. "Yeah, I guess I'm at a stopping point"

"Good" I say, walking behind her and putting my hands on her shoulders. "Because I can't fucking wait to get you back to my place"

"What do you mean?" She asks, leaning her head against my hand and looking up with a grin on her face. "I don't have to be at your place until later tonight. I was planning to enjoy my afternoon off"

"Don't even try to tease me" I growl impatiently.

"Oh, but I really plan to do a lot of teasing tonight" She admits, her grin getting wider.

"You know what is going to happen if you tease me too much?" I ask, leaning down so that my lips are against her ear.

"W-what?" She whispers, a mixture of anticipation and hesitation in her voice.

"You're going to end up on your back" I continue "With my tongue inside you"

"Oh god!" She mewls, her eyes flickering as goosebumps spread across her skin. "I said you could touch, but.."

"And I want to do more than touching you" I reply, my lips dangerously brushing close to her ears. "I want another taste"

"M-maybe we should just go straight to your place" She says with a sharp exhale.

"I'll be hallway there by the time you catch your breath" I say leaning back and walking towards the door.

I'm so hard that I'm throbbing by the time I get into the car. I make sure Jennie gets to her car safely before I leave to the parking lot. She follows behind me and we exchange a few glances via my rear-view mirror.

I'm not sure what will happen when we get back to my place, but she's coming home with me because she wants to. No money. No obligations. Just a whole lot of anticipation.

The heaviness below my belt serves as a reminder of how much I crave Jennie. I've deprived myself of satisfaction since the moment I laid my eyes on her. The sight of her. The sound of her voice. Her perfume. Her sweet smile. She dances in my head, even when she's not around. It's like she's a permanent aphrodisiac which is impossible to ignore.

Work may have drawn my attention for a few days, but now it is back on her and I can't fucking wait.

I pull into my driveway and Jennie isn't far behind me. I wait for her to get out of the car and a surge of anticipation shoots through me when she approaches.

"I can't wait to see that outfit" I say motioning to her bag.

"Aren't you going to make dinner first?" She asks innocently, a grin spreading across her face.

"It's a little early for that" I reply, taking a step closer "And depending on how relaxed these rules are, we may not make it to the dinner table tonight"

"Oh" She looks down and bites her bottom lip "Then wait for me in the living room and I'll get changed."

"Don't keep me waiting for too long" I reply, pushing the door open and walking into the house.

I walk into the living room and pour a drink that I gulp down immediately. Just something to take the edge off. Then I try to get comfortable on the couch. That is easier said than done. There's so much anticipation built up inside me that no position is truly comfortable or helping me. I'm still trying to get situated when the music starts and then the only thing I care about is the gorgeous Jennie that is going to dance for me.

"Ready?" She asks from the doorway, still hidden from my view.

"I've been ready" I respond, exhaling sharply.

Jennie walks around the corner and it is a mesmerizing sight that takes my breath away. She's wearing a sexy white lingerie top, adored with angel wings that appear to be sewn into the back of the fabric and a white ruffled skirt that stops right above her knee.

"Holy shit"

I exclaim breathlessly, my eyes getting wide as I finally catch my breath.

Am I really going to watch her dance in this and still survive?