My one shot_(1)

Bold, strong and in control! The shock of your attire put me on the back foot long enough to seize control of the situation. I liked it, there was absolutely nothing for me not to like.

You walked in, flowing hair framing that pretty face and lips that made me think of only two things. With a black lace choker, lingerie holding those glorious breasts high and tight, the cleavage was to die for, crudely thinking, a place I need to put my cock. Lace panties which emphasised your magnificent arse. The crotch was so small it was clear you were well groomed. Delicious.

You walked up to me, left leg up onto the arm of my chair, looked down, over those breasts and deep into my eyes. Momentarily distracted by the close proximity of your crotch teasingly close to my face I lost the staring contest, you had me like putty in your hands and I knew I was losing some game here. Turns out it was a game, you told me I could have you once and that would be it.

I nearly lost control there and then, panic, desire and lust kicked in at once. I stole a deep breath of you, inhaling hard to take the full measure of your sweet musty scent. You were wet, and getting off on this but I realised I needed some control if I was going to fully appreciate this “one-time” opportunity.

I took another deep breath but grabbed your ass. I gripped and I pulled in tight. Took my fill and then pulled you onto my lap. The force and control had an intoxicating effect, your eyes visually glazed in lust as I now challenged your control of the show.

I kissed you, taking your mouth with mine, it was the most subtle of responses but every forward action brought you more and more into my control, you shrank back in willing submission. I kissed passionately. My hands enjoyed the smooth contrast of the material and your skin, thighs were smooth and felt delicious. As my hands roamed across your body feeling every inch I was aware of the unfamiliarity of the touch.