More and More

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mjmoonwalkerawards

            

It was exactly 8pm. I finished up the last of my release forms and applications to the new company I would be soon starting at, under the position of Public Relations rep. I'm terribly excited; not because of the opportunity but because I can leave Jackson Helps permanently, which means pursuing my relationship with her. It's not every day you get what you want, and I'll be darn if I block this blessing. I hadn't found love in a real woman for quite some time, and she just seemed perfect. After filing away the paperwork in my work bag, and waiting patiently for the last of my coworkers to trickle out, I went straight to her office and knocked on the door, before letting myself in. She didn't so much as glance up from her laptop, so I simply shut the door and sat on the sofa adjacent from her desk. "I'm nearly complete, don't be impatient with me please," she begged as her fingers whisked away at the keys. "Take your time, I'm not in any rush; I've got what I desired," I said coyly, looking at a magazine. She rolled her eyes playfully, as her tired face rose into a smile.

"Alright, finally done," she announced glancing at her watch and shutting down her computer. "It's been an unnecessarily long day, so glad it's Friday. I literally want to bathe, curl up in my bed with a good movie and wine and fall asleep," she exclaimed rubbing her face. I gave her a smirk; how dare I not fit into her equation of the perfect evening? She noticed the silence and looked at me. "Michael you know I'd prefer taking things slow...that's what got me in trouble the first time." "I'm not Sam, though." "No, of course not," she turned to look at me, "but I'm still a young woman who is not sure of love and what all it entails. I'd like to experience it all, and in order. I don't want this built on lust and our little rendezvous was nice but I want more than that." I walked over to her, sitting on her desk, in front of her. "You deserve more than that and I have every intention to give it to you. I want exactly the same thing, but look how we started off? Giving in to what we desire. I don't think a little fun will hurt, do you?" She looked away puzzled at my inquiry. I know for a fact that starting off in a sexual state could be doomed for failure, but the truth of the matter is I honestly couldn't control myself around this woman. I wanted all of her; her body comes along with the package. I want to gain her love and trust; I want her to have me in return. But there's no shaking the fact that I'd want to ravage her every time I looked in her direction. "I'll tell you what...I have what, one month left here right? Then I'm resigning for U.B. Let's use that time to not only get to know each other, but have a bit of fun in the process. What do you say?" I wait on her response and she still looks extremely unsure. I jump off the desk and lean my weight on her chair, placing my hands on the arm rests hovering over her. "When was the last time he touched you?" "That isn't of your concern, Mike." "When? Tell me when?" She rolled her eyes and spoke, "...nearly a year until you came along." I laid a soft kiss upon her lips, letting my leg rest between her thighs. "That's too long...you deserve love. You also deserve for your desires to be met. And if I'm correct, didn't you have the same lust regarding me?" She stared up at me with that same lust that was maddening as much as it was sincere. She knew and felt the same, but didn't want to admit it. "I do not want this relationship built on sex, Michael. I don't care how bad I want you..." she expressed. "I promise you it won't be, I promise. I quit this job so I could be with you without restraint or judgement. That means in every shape and form. I won't hurt you; I'm just asking you to give into me and give into your desires, only for a while. And think of how much fun it'll be to sneak around here, with no one knowing. I have every intention of loving you from the inside out. You've gotta trust me." She continued to stare at me with eyes that pierced into my soul. I, of course, didn't want her career or heart on the line, nor did I want her to believe I'd 'hit and quit.' I wanted real love, just like she, but if I didn't give in soon, once again I'd explode. "Fine! Fine...I have only two conditions." I nodded attentively. "Nothing, and I mean NOTHING can happen here in the office. Never again. It's just too risky and as much as it can be great, I'd rather us take no chances. Only our homes, got it?" I nodded. "Once you are gone from here, that's it. We carry on a normal, natural dating relationship until I'm ready to commit to that again. I call the shots in that department." "Got it, Coach." She then breathes deeply looking away. "I cannot believe I'm agreeing to this." I shrug, "The heart and body wants what it wants."

I lean in to kiss her once more, moving down to her neck. "Michael I said NOT here...I meant that..." she exclaimed breathlessly. "I simply want to help you relieve your stress, may I?" "Ugh...fine.  I hate I can't say no to you." I continue leaving succulent kisses along the base of her neck. I move away to close her drapes only slightly, and dim the lights in her office after locking the door. I return to her, taking her hands and gently pulling her out of her seat. She looks at me confused, yet very hungry and ready. I take her seat and sit her on my lap, gently massaging her neck and shoulders. Inhaling her scent was a guilty pleasure of mine, it made it hard for me to focus. My hands led down her back, relieving the tension that she faced. It didn't take long for her to respond, as she began laying her head atop my shoulder, sighing out at my tender touch. Eventually my hands made their way to the front of her torso, softly encircling my fingertips around her nipples thru the thin fabric of her blouse, while simultaneously kissing the sides and back of her neck. "I'm going to take my time with you; you are due every inch of this as possible. I mean that," I spoke to her softly. I begin to caress her lovely thighs, then making my way to unbutton and unzip her work pants. Taking no time, I began teasing her through her panties, which alerts me that she's been ready for a good while now. Soft and gentle moans escape her lips, as she's able to completely unwind. Right when she least expects it, I slip my hand inside, moistening my finger and massaging gentle strokes across her clit. It's at this point that her soft purrs become increasingly loud. I try my hardest to refrain from getting turned on, as I wanted this to be about her, and only about her. I continue at a slow pace, allowing her to feel every sensation. I allow my left hand inside her blouse and bra, cupping and massaging her breast. My lips never left her neck, switching to soft sucks to simple licks of her flesh. My finger continues to stroke her in pleasure, quickening my speed. "Ah..oh my gosh!" she cries out over and over, her cries getting louder the quicker I move. Her wetness becomes a river as she heaves in pleasure, breathing heavily and grasping my wrist. "I'm...I'm close Mike," she says nearing her release. I then slow down with my strokes, prolonging it. This only makes her louder, and I couldn't be any prouder of my work. After only a few seconds more, she releases, trying to catch her breath. "That...was the best massage I've ever gotten," she says with a light giggle. I laugh softly, ending with a kiss. After cleaning myself up, and she fixes her clothes, we leave out of the office, a quarter to 9.