The Studio

4. As Promised...

Damn I'm horny. Carlos was making me change too many panties too fast. That Thursday night at the studio had just thrown more wood into the fire and created hell between my legs. I was sure that every time I walked I heard a squishing sound. It’s no laughing matter, trust me.

Monday came again, and not a moment earlier. The days before that were torturous! I was practically leaking for Carlos. So when I saw him there, leaning back in his favorite swivel chair, I could not suppress a moan.

"You okay hon? You look a bit feverish..." Ty asked from beside me. I forgot she was there. Which was sad because we’d just walked through the door together.

"Um, yeah just a little tummy ache." I retorted quickly.

Yeah right. That ache went lower than my stomach. I didn't miss that wicked smirk he gave me, just before he turned to face the computers again. I could imagine just how much fun he was having teasing me like this.

Ty's phone rang…again. It never stops that damn little phone. I expected it to blow up at any minute; never happened though. As she yapped away, I went to my favorite little sofa and held onto that little pillow that I was more than certain if it could've talked, it would be screaming for me to have mercy. Fat chance that would happen; I had to hold onto something. I heard the familiar sound of Ty's phone snapping close. She always ended every conversation with a snap. I’m shocked the damn thing still worked.

"Carlos, Morgan’s car is acting weird a few miles from her house. I'll go drive out to get her. Great...more traffic."

"Be safe..." He said as she left. Yes, great...more traffic, more time. I must say, despite how much I loathed Ty being around when i wanted alone time with Carlos, it was fruitless because at the end of the evening she always made things convenient and left.

I waited for him to say something, but he didn't. Damn tease. I was on to this game now; any minute he would do or say something that was meant to engage our naughty play, but I was not going to sit and wait. I wanted conversation.

"So, any new songs tonight?" I asked in a chirpy voice.

 That ought to get the ball rolling. He lifted his head from the computer and turned the chair around to face me. Today's wear was also well thought of. A short summer dress that stopped about mid-thigh; not too slutty- that tied behind my neck. He seemed to take it all in; never too shy to let me know how much he appreciated it.

"Take of your dress Alex..."

Well…

How the hell did he take my breath away like that when I was expecting the advances? I didn't care one bit. I stood up slowly, giving the poor pillow a break, and untied the string that held the front of my dress up. When it fell to reveal my hardened nipples and my swollen breasts, I listened with delight as he hissed in his breath.

   

    He remained silent in his seat as I pulled the dress pass my hips and allowed it to fall on its own. I was already soaked and ready for him, all he had to do was take me, no need for foreplay. His eyes were giving me the 'okay' to remove my panties and so I did. Oh what a naughty, horny girl I was tonight! Carlos could ask me to let him fuck me in front of the group and I think I'd bob my head yes. I just wanted him that badly.

"Come here Alex..." He said, and kept his eyes on my breasts as I moved. I felt my juices rolling down my thigh and I hoped he'd see it as well. I stopped before him, and even though it was only a few steps, I was breathless from the walk. My breasts rose and fell at every shallow breath; making my nipples even harder. I moaned inwardly as I felt them tighten under his stare.