Natasha was a freak, for lack of a better word.
She liked torturing me. When we were alone at either of our homes she would excuse herself to the bathroom and send me a very suggestive picture of whatever colored lacy bra she had on and return as if she hadn't done anything at all.
She loved smacking my ass when she walked by or jokingly tell me to pull up my shirt.
Even now while we made out in her dark office she moaned on my lips and reached up to grope my tits.
Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex
It's all I thought about and it was getting difficult to satisfy myself even with the help of her pictures. I needed her touch, her moans in my ear.
"Come home with me tonight," She pulled away for a second to say.
"Whatever you want," the words fall so easily from my lips.
"I'm serious, Y/N. I want you in my bed, naked and moaning."
I stop the intention of her words finally hitting me.
"Are you- let's go home now," I hop up.
"I have a lot of meetings today, I promise I wish we could," She laughs and pulls me back onto her lap, "but I also promise to make it up to make it up to you," She hums and kisses me again.
"How about you give me a sneak peak right now."
"Take your shirt off," She teases the top buttons.
"You will get there very soon," I laugh and kiss the top of her nose, "and it won't be the only thing coming off."
She bites her lip and pulls our womanhood closer together.
"I can feel you throbbing," She whispers in my ear.
"It's just what you do to me, I'm going to be dripping by the time you get to me."
She starts leaning in before the clear doors of her office open. I tried to get up from her lap but she kept a firm grip on me.
"You're late," she says, glancing at her watch and finally let me get up.
"I saw you were busy," Carol says with a new found smirk.
I quickly fix my clothes and hope my blush didn't show through my make up.
"Give us second, baby," She winks at me and I could do nothing but nod and leave while avoiding both of their gazes.
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It was a while before they ended their meeting. It didn't seem very heated though Nat crinkled her eyebrows together for some parts of it.
They stood up, shook hands and Nat walked her to the door with a false smile on her face.
"Goodbye Miss Archibald," Carol waves at me with a knowing wink.
We both wait until the elevator closed to speak.
"Get your things, let's go," She says sternly. I gather my things quickly and follow after her.
"Where are we going?" I ask, buckling into her car.
"Take off your underwear," She says, backing out of the parking space. "Off," she repeats when I hesitated.
I smiled wide and reached under my skirt to pull off the lacy red pair. I had been returning the favor of the pictures she sent me, which always lead to a make out session in her office.
I placed it on her lap and she tucked it in to her pocket before placing her hand on my thigh.
"Your bra too, save me some time," She squeezes my skin gently.
I untuck my shirt and unbutton just enough to tease the view of my breast.
"Lucky for you, i decided against one this morning."
She takes a quick look at me, my breast to be exact and slowly drags her hand over my clothes to check for herself.
"Fuck," She moans, keeping her hand there with her finger rubbing my nipples and squeezing down.
My legs shuffle as I try to control the feeling between my legs, "My place is closer."
"I was already driving there," She smiles.
"What happened to your meetings?" i tease.
"Someone is covering for me, there are much better things i'd rather be doing."
"Yeah? What things?" I scoot in as close as i could from the seat i was in.
"Like taking that skirt off of you and licking you up."
"You want to feel how wet I am?" I whisper, placing one hand on top of hers and the other on her wrist to move it up further.
She bites her lip and let out a soft moan.
"I want to care of you first, will you let me, baby?"
"I want to make sure you're taken care of first."
"You just work so hard, staying late at the office, I know its been a stressful meeting. Just let me help you relax."
