Blindfolded [Complete]

Aroused

...Maybe against those huge french windows? When the night has fallen and the moon is high and we can overlook the city lights as I crush his body against the glass.

The desk doesn't seem like a bad option either. The dark wood will look fine against his porcelain skin while he laid flat on his back with his legs thrown over my shoulders.

Or perhaps, this chair is sturdy enough for him to straddle me as I tightly grip his ass while he rides my cock. That foam green tie of his wrapped around his eyes as I...

Hang on a second, why the fuck is he blindfolded even in my fantasies?

That foam green tie of his wrapped around his wrists as I...

Much better.

I went right back to imagining all the multitudes of positions I would be fucking him in right now if a genie suddenly granted me a wish.

And before you deem me a bonafide pervert for very obviously lusting over a student currently interviewing for a job in my company, I would have you know that staring at his plump pink lips while he stammered out a soft, nervous response to the questions which had excited tingles running up and down my dick had nothing to do with it. After having spent a week and a half obsessing about little other than spanking that perfect bottom no matter who was sitting on that chair I would still be day dreaming about sex with Arthit.

Wait, I don't think that makes me sound any better.

What I am trying to say is...

Actually what I meant was...

It's just that...

Ah, fuck it. Who am I trying to kid?

The truth is I am mad horny and have been for over a week now. And just as I was about to grapple with the possibility that I might never get to see him again, some freakish coincidence had Arthit sitting in front of me right now.

Arthit...

I liked the sound of his name. The way it rolled off my toungue.

I like his melodious voice. A little nervous, a little shy. Just the way he sounded in bed.

And I liked the expressions in his large brown eyes. Innocent and pure.

No wonder I fell for his charm so easily. He was a masterclass in acting. I mean who would take one look at that face and suspect the type of extracurricular activities the man liked to partake in.

My eyes once again slowly raked his body from top to bottom. His whole formal attire with the button-down shirt tucked into his snugly fitting black pants giving me some entirely new fantasies. I wonder how open would he be to participating in a striptease wearing exactly what he was right now.

Wait, how would I even ask him to do that. Not like I can simply walk upto him and ask him to wear these clothes for our next encounter seeing how he has literally no idea who I am.

He doesn't right?

I squinted my eyes on his face to read his expression, trying to find that spark of recognition but all I saw nervous sweat pouring down the side of his face as his gaze kept flitting around from person to person while he continued relaying his responses. Infact it seems the whole time we have been in this room he has barely sent a few quick glances in my direction.

Ofcourse he doesn't recognize me. Why would he? I am probably only one of his clients and he had nothing to go by except the sound of my voice and luckily in the three hours I have spent with him we have done very little talking.

Still very much in the middle of salivating like a rabid dog lusting over the boy sitting in front of me, wondering how many times will I have to jerk off all by my lonesome until he was free to come by our scheduled Saturday again my attention was suddenly snapped away when I realized everyone had risen as the interview came to a close. There were smiles and handshakes. Arthit beaming with happiness at something someone said. I am assuming his interview went well although I had stopped listening to the actual words eons ago. A rather uncharacteristic smile finding its way to my face too just by looking at his radiant glow. I wonder now that he has probably bagged the job it would mean his Saturday had freed up? Maybe I can ask Kite to find out once more.

"Congratulations Arthit. We think you would be a good fit for our team. And I bet you will get a lot more experience during your internship too."

"Thank you sir. I am very excited to join the company."

"Perfect, perfect, we will email you all the details and..."

I had once again stopped listening to their words, rather focused on drinking in details of the boy I generally hadn't paid attention to. Like how long his lashes were. Or just how deep the dimple on his left cheek was.

Or just how tight his ass looked in those pants.

I may have been staring at his backside a little too shamelessly as I watched him throw another quick glance in my direction before he hurried out of the conference room. So I followed him out. Naturally.

"Hey."

I watched the boy gasp in surprise as he watched me enter the thankfully empty elevator next to him. Honestly, not even shocked by his reaction, one I have seen quite a few times around the younger, and frankly even older employees when they have a run in with their CEO. His mouth still hanging open as the doors slid shut and suddenly all I could smell in the confined space was his musky sweet smell. The mini-brain in my pants very, very happy at the tickling of my senses.

"Arthit, right?"

Still not getting any verbal response other than a brief node, his gorgeous eyes wide and confused as to why was I all of a sudden striking up a conversation with him.

Why, was a question I wasn't completely prepared to answer myself. All I knew was that I wasn't prepared to let him go just yet not knowing when would I have him all to myself next.

"So when do you start?"

"Mon...Monday."

"This Monday?"

"Ye...yeah..."

Ok, this makes sense as to why he was unavailable this Saturday. I would assume he wasn't too thrilled about walking into work the first day with a raw, reddened bottom after I was done spanking him all night long. Or more like that one fucking hour I was restricted to, but you get my point. Well, I might not know when I might get to taste him next but at least I know he will be working under me. And now I even know his name.

"Welcome to the company Arthit. I am very excited to work closely with you."

"Huh? You? Why will I be working with you?"

"Cause I just bought over the company and obviously plan on spending a lot more time learning the ropes of the business. Just like you actually. I think it would be a good idea for us to do it together. What do you say?"

"Oh...?"

A shocked squeak came out of him as his mouth formed a well shaped 'O', my eyes immediately getting drawn to those moist lips. A rather important thought flitting through my head that I had yet to feel that plumpness around my cock. I should probably try and change that the next time I get a chance.

Why do I get the feeling my brain isn't going to be super focused on learning or working anything with him close to me.

Gaping at his face, a whole new plethora of elevator related fantasies flashing through my brain when the doors slid open to reveal my out of breath assistant like he had just run a marathon.

But ignoring why he was so sweaty, or rather why he was in this building in the first place seeing how he was supposed to be in meetings on the other side of town all day long, I flashed my brightest smile ever.

Kite was just the man I needed right now to investigate all things Arthit.