It had been a busy Monday morning; my head was wrapped up in trying to solve a problem that was just being an utter pain in the ass. Little distracting thoughts kept creeping in around the edges of my mind, throwing off my focus. Thoughts of her - the woman that I am utterly captivated by.

I hadn’t heard from her much over the weekend. She’d been busy but still checked in here and there, so she was never far from my thoughts. Our conversation had become part of the rhythm of my day. I’d not checked my phone in a couple of hours while trying to bolster my attention span and it was throwing me off. I needed a little hit of our connection.

There was a message from her, a cute little “Hi!” that I’d come to understand was her way of letting me know I had been on her mind. It had been almost an hour since she sent it. “Good morning, gorgeous! Sorry, work has been dumb. How’s your day going?” The message flashed read as soon as I’d sent it. Such a pleasant surprise, I’d expected her to be busy with her own work. “I think you’ll want to see me today!” She quickly replied.

A photo popped up. I adore seeing her outfits every day, and she knows it. She was wearing a black blouse I don’t think I’d seen before. The collar was perfect for drawing the attention to the lines of her neck. It made my fingers ache. Her bright smile always puts me in a good mood. The annoyance of my morning work frustration was suddenly gone.

“You look absolutely lovely. You know what seeing your neck does to my hands. What are you wearing with the blouse?”

“Oh, one of your favorite skirts.”

“Show me.”

“I think you’ll want to come to see me. I’m being a very good girl today.”

Fuck. I exclaimed to myself. My body shivered and I could feel my cock pulse in reaction to her words. Running downtown for lunch suddenly seemed like a fabulous idea.

“Oh, is that so? What exactly has my good girl been doing?”

“I want to show you. Will you bring me lunch Daddy?”

Fuck. She’s absolutely killing me today. That one word which never felt right with anyone else and she’d used so sparingly. I was hungry for her when the conversation started, now I’m absolutely ravenous.

“When and where?”

“1:30? Can you meet me at my apartment?”

“Absolutely. I’ll bring you something delicious.”

“Yaaay!” She said. I had about two hours to get lunch together and head downtown. I packed up some mushroom soup I’d made the night before and put it into my laptop bag. I stopped for sandwiches. I’d really been wanting her to try my favorite sub, it seemed right up her alley. Plus, I always seemed to worry that she’s eating enough. I’m happy that she will have leftovers for dinner.

I make my way down into the city and miraculously find street parking. I’m about fifteen minutes early. I grab my now stuffed bag and head out to go wait on the street. I send her a message: “I’m here!” She replied “Oh, good.” in her patented cryptically coy style that she uses when she’s feeling a little bratty.

“Oh, good? Don’t keep me waiting too long. You know what that will mean. You’ve already been a bit of a tease today.”

“But, you’re early!”

“No one ever said life is fair.”

At 1:31 I see her striding up the street quickly. She’s wearing a knee-length polka dot skirt that with black stockings. The skirt fit her perfectly, accentuating her voluptuous hips in a way that made me see her as pure sex embodied. I subconsciously growled as I felt my body reacting to her.

As she walked up to me, I could see the look of excitement on her face. Her smile was beaming, and perhaps a bit devilish. “You’re just one minute late. I’m thinking that might have been on purpose.” I said as embraced. As I held her there on the street my lips found the hairline at the top of her forehead before I nuzzled my cheek against her.

“You’re right. I wanted to see you today. You look absolutely stunning.” I say as my arm wraps around her and guides her to the door. As she opens it and starts to step inside, she turns back to say “Oh, I haven’t shown you want I wanted you to see yet.” as she smirks and walks quickly to the elevator.

As had become our custom, when the elevator doors closed, we kissed our real hello. I swear our lips could have a conversation without speaking. This kiss was warm and soft before growing into being firm and lingering. Sweetness and then hunger. It was exactly halfway between a kiss that said I miss you and a kiss that said I want you. We had perfected those too.

After we got into her apartment, we set down our bags and I unpacked what I’d brought for lunch. I turned to see her looking at me, her breathing slightly heavy with her buxom chest rising and falling. A button on her blouse had been undone to make the ensemble much less modest. I walked over and traced my finger from her left collar bone, down the side of her neck, and over the top of her breasts before my hand spread wide and flat over her chest.

She instinctively pushed forward, pressing her throat into my hand. My fingers tightened around her neck, not enough to completely cut off her air, but enough to restrict it. I kissed her forcefully, hard and long. My teeth found her bottom lip for just a moment before I broke away and slightly loosened my grip.

I kissed her cheek, and then her earlobe before whispering “Now show me what I want”. She let out an Mmmm sound as she started spreading her legs and hiking up her skirt to expose the bare tops of her thighs and the straps of her garter belt holding up her stockings.

In an instant, my hand tightened again, my lips again attacked hers, more filled with lust than I can ever remember being. My hand forced its way between her thighs, feeling her bare warm wetness on my fingertips.

“You wore that to work? Without panties? You’re a naughty little slut today aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy” She eked out, reminding me to loosen my grips again,

“That’s a good girl,” I said as I kissed her soft and sweet, letting her feel my excitement as my body pressed into hers. “Let’s go to your bedroom so you can give me a better look.”

I led her into the bedroom before roughly pushing her down onto the bed and rolling her over onto her back. “Spread your legs for me.” She complied, hiking her skirt up her hips. “That’s a good girl, now unbutton your blouse.” Again, she complied. I reached down and pulled each of her breasts up and out of the bra she was wearing. Taking a moment to kiss each one softly before cupping them in my hands

My hand again went between her thighs and rested on her hot little pussy. “That’s exactly perfect. You’re so sexy. I want you to make yourself cum for me.” I said and I pressed my fingers more firmly onto her. My other hand found her throat, tightening again. I could see the look of delight on her face as her hands wrapped around my wrist.

“Be a good little slut and make yourself cum on my hand.”

She started grinding slowly against my fingers as I worked my hand up and down. Steadily she few faster, gasping for the sips of air she was allowed. I let my middle finger slip inside of her. “You’re going to have to fucking cum if you want to breathe again. Be a good girl for me and cum right now.”

On command, I could feel her push wildly against my hand. As I felt her start to pulse around my finger, I squeezed hard around her throat, knowing she could now barely breathe. As she came, I let go, letting the oxygen flood back to heighten her orgasm. I let her take five deep breaths as it washed over her before my lips again found hers.

I kissed her greedily and ran my hands over her chest, pinching her nipples between my thumb and forefinger before taking them in my mouth again. Pinning her arms at her sides, I devoured each of her breasts in turn. Punctuating my attention to each with a long soft kiss on her plump nipples.

I rose to my feet before reaching my hand out and telling her to stand. I laughed as she was a bit wobbly using my hand for support. “Your head is in space isn’t it?” She nodded. “I need you to be a good girl and bend over the bed for me.” As she got into position, I pulled out the tie I’d secreted away in my back pocket. I let the tails of the tie slowly trail over her ass, leaving her to wonder it was.

I stepped back and took a long moment just to look at her. Her perfectly round ass and hips straining against. The garters, the black stockings outlining every contour of her legs. The sensuous lines where her thighs met her ass, calling me towards her sex.

“You’re perfect right now. I’ve never wanted you more.” I said as my hands found her ass, cupping it and rubbing it before giving it a squeeze. “That’s my good girl,” I said just before giving her ass a slap. I reached over for her right wrist, pulling it behind her back. I bent over to kiss each of her fingertips before cinching the tie tight around her wrist. I repeated the action again with her left hand.

My hands once again trailed over her ass, taking time to appreciate every line and curve. “You’ve been such a good girl, but you did make me wait.” I quipped as my hand suddenly pulled away and impacted her ass. “And lord knows what kinds of things you were thinking in the office, sitting there without panties.” My hand came down twice more. “You were thinking about how badly you need to be properly fucked weren’t you?” My hand came down just as she started to reply “Mmm, fuck yes Daddy.”

“Such language, you want me to treat you like a little slut don’t you?” My hand came down again but lingered. My fingers working my way forward to her clit. “Mmm, yes please.” She moaned out as she pressed back against my fingers.

“I need to hear you say it, what are you right now?”

“I’m your little slut, Daddy’s little slut.”

“That’s a good girl,” I said as I started unbuckling my belt and letting my pants fall to the floor. I spread her legs wider, exposing her to me. I let me thumb spread her lips open and sink inside of her as she moaned perversely. I walked to the side of the bed so she could see me. I placed my thumb to my lips and savored the taste of her before reaching down to grab her by the hair and lift her lips to mine. I kissed her hungrily in a way that conveyed just how badly I wanted her before walking back around behind her.

I positioned the head of my cock against her. Rubbing it back and forth to cover it in her wetness. I pushed forward until the head was over her clit, then pushed up on myself from underneath to press against her as my hips drew back. When I felt her open around me, I eased forward savoring every moment of that first thrust. Feeling the heat of her slowly stretching around me was intoxicating. Distantly I could hear her moaning, but my head was a million miles away. I could only feel her

My hands found her hips as I bottomed out inside of her. I pulled her deeper on to me, my fingers slipping under the straps of her garter belt. I took a long moment as deep inside her as possible before I eased back starting on a rhythm of slow half strokes. As she relaxed around me my strokes lengthened, becoming faster until I was pounding away as hard as I could. Her face and tits were being forced into the bed with every thrust.

I could feel myself getting close, so I slowed down and bit my thumb hard. It hardly had an effect. I reached forward to get a handful of her hair, pulling her head back. As I grabbed her hair, I forced the nails of my index and middle finger into the cuticle of my thumb as hard as I could. My head started to clear, and my thrusting slowed further. “This is exactly what I needed. You’re being such a good girl. Now I want you to tell me what you need.”

Moaning, and pressing back against me as hard as she could she said, “You know what I need, you always know.” “I need to hear you say it Sugar. Tell me what you need.” I half growled back at her as I was picking up the pace again. “I need your cum Daddy!” She whispered.

I went absolutely wild. Pounding into her as hard as I could for, twenty more strokes. I let out something between a moan and a growl, letting her know I was about to cum. She suddenly tightened and pulsed around me. Feeling her cum sent me over the edge. I thrust as deep into her as possible and pulled her hips back against me as I flooded into her. My eyes closed and rolled back into my head. My body was overcome with sensation as I subtly kept pushing myself into her. I realized I was holding my breath and reminded myself that I need to breathe.

My chest filled with air, and I looked down to see her panting and breathless on the bed. I untied her left wrist and let her arms free. As she started pushing herself up onto her elbows, I sank a finger quickly into her. She was so soaked with the aftermath of our orgasms. I helped her roll over onto her back and I kissed her long and soft, looking into her eyes. I placed my finger, slick with both of our cum, in front of her lips and she took it into her mouth. After a moment I pulled it away and replaced it with my lips. My tongue darted into her mouth to share the taste of our lovemaking.

My arms wrapped around her as I eased my weight on top of her. We kissed endlessly. Using our lips, tongues, and teeth we lost ourselves in the moment. Again, we were speaking without words. As my arms tired, I rolled onto my back. “Come here,” I said as I patted my chest. “I know we can’t have much more time. But I need to feel you curled up on my chest We haven’t even fed you yet...”

“Oh, I took the rest of the day off.”

“That’s a very good girl.”