Encounter with New Client

Gail is 31 divorced with three kids, she is tall 5′ 9″ in heels with a slender curvy figure and long brunette hair down to the middle of her back. She came to my Dallas law firm seeking legal advice concerning her ex-husband’s failure to pay child support. I agreed to review her case if she went out to dinner with me. I arranged for a babysitter for her kids. I’m at her apartment waiting for her to dress for our evening together. I walk down the hall to her bedroom, I see her in the reflection of her vanity as I walk into the bedroom. I take a moment to admire her body from behind. Her skirt is in a pile at her feet, leaving her legs bare up to the thin white panties covering her ass. Looking in the mirror, I see just a hint of the matching bra through the open blouse you’ve to take off. ” What are you doing,” She says. She catches sight of me in the mirror then smiles as she removes her earrings. ” Wanna help me finish getting out of these clothes?” I can tell she is in a playful mood this evening. I have something a bit less…playful…in mind for her.

I walk up behind her running my fingers through her long brunette hair, her eyes closing as she feels the silky strands flow across my hands. She closes her eyes and sighs. I grip her hair tighter pulling her head back gently bringing my lips close to her ear. ” Hands on the dresser. And don’t move them. It’s been a long time since you have been with a man. You have never been with a older man before have you?” I growl. Gail’s eyes snap open and she flashes me a look full of questions in the mirror, moving her hands forward to place them on the edge of her dresser. I lean forward slightly as her blouse rides up higher revealing the lacy top of her panties. The unbuttoned front of her blouse falls open and I get a better look at the swell of her breasts. They’re barely contained by the cups of her bra. I have to exercise a considerable amount of control not to reach around her back letting my hands do the cupping instead. I have other plans for now as I lean back and satisfy myself with nothing more than a long glance.

I hook my thumbs into the sides of her panties sliding them down her long, toned legs. I get a up close look at her firm ass as she steps out of the lacy panties. I put them in my pocket as I stand back up. ” On your knees,” I growl. Gail looks back at me through the mirror. ” What are you up to…!” She gasps as my hand connects with her ass. The pop brings a red blush to her ass cheek that slowly fades back to smooth white. ” The only acceptable answer is ‘ Yes John.’ Is that understood?” My voice takes has a firm edge as I meet her eyes in the mirror. Her gaze lowers slowly as she realizes her role this evening. Gail backs away from the dresser sinking to her knees on the thick carpet. ” Yes John,” she says softly, her eyes downcast. I walk around her, taking the opportunity to admire her figure. Regular gym time and healthy eating has kept her in amazing shape. Her curves are accentuated by a flat stomach and toned legs, she works hard to maintain. I’m lucky to have a gorgeous divorced woman like her as a new client. I decide to accept her case and introduce her kinky games.

I tell her to raise her arms as I remove her thin blouse. Gail is left in her bra, barely containing her firm and perky tits. I see the small bulge in the cups that hint at the hard nipples underneath. She keeps her arms raised above her head as I release the clasps and slide the last piece of her clothing from her body. ” Arms down, hands behind your back,” I command. She drops her arms crossing her wrists behind her back. Gail has never been in this position before with a man, by reflex she straightens her back dropping her shoulders. The result is so erotic. Her tits are thrust out proudly, the hard pink nipples swollen with excitement. I circle her again. Gail has never experienced being submissive before, her head stays straight ahead and her eyes fixed on some point in front of her while I move. I step back behind her removing my clothes. My hard cock springs free of my pants as I toss everything into the corner before moving back to where she can see me. Her eyes come off the point on the wall she has been studying so intently and fixes instead on my monster erection. I see the want in her eyes, mingled with a trace of fear. I love having control over her, knowing she has no idea what comes next.

I come around to stand directly in front of her. Gail keeps her head straight, but her eyes are glued to my cock as it bobs in front of her. ” Open your mouth.” I say softly, she feels the power in my words. Her mouth opens slowly, her soft pink lips forming a wide O. I position the head of my cock at the entrance to her mouth and tease her lips. She bobs her head forward slightly trying to draw me into the warm wet recesses. ” Ah ah ah. None of that. Stay still.” Gail pulls back to the upright position she has been holding. I look down at her again, admiring her tits, before pushing forward again. The head of my hard cock slips easily into her mouth and I feel her tongue come alive, rubbing on the underside of my shaft. I know she wants to have control of this situation, to keep her gag reflex in check. That’s why I’m controlling this situation. Pushing her limits is my purpose tonight, pushing her to experience new erotic situations. I reach forward to hold her head in my hands. Slowly, I slide my cock deeper into her mouth before pulling almost all the way out.


The ridge of my head is just inside her lips and I feel her tongue again, drawing circles on the sensitive head. ” Such a talented tongue,” I purr. She turns her eyes up to me, reveling in the praise for her skills. I slide into her mouth again as her eyes stay locked on mine. I see the uncertainty she is feeling about not having control, but trust is reflected there too. I push myself deeper into her mouth then pull back, fucking her mouth. My hands guide her head up and down on my slick shaft as she relaxes into the rhythm of the fucking. My strokes get longer as I get near the back of her throat with each thrust. Her eyes revealing a mix of fear, trust, and arousal, she is feeling. Submission is new to her, she is struggling with surrendering to a man.