Wendy's hand moves slowly beneath her dress, her eyes down and looking across the table.
"Look at me" you snap and her eyes meet yours, "And keep looking".
You sip your scotch and look into her eyes. Her hand is moving a little quicker and her lips part a touch, with a tiny gasp. Her eyes drop and you bark again "look up!!"
She's panting a little more now and her eyes are widening, mouth open much more. She's close now so you dip two fingers in her vodka and pop them into her mouth, which promptly starts sucking, her eyes still fixed on you. Pushing your fingers a little deeper you say "Cum".
Her hand moves faster again and the panting is more of series of small grunts around your fingers. Suddenly she tenses and sucks harder, her hips lifting slightly off the couch. Her eyes are wide now and pleading.
As she relaxes you say "Let me taste" and she obediently lifts her fingers to your mouth, revealing a familar tangy taste, which you wash down with Scotch. Wendy is flushed and you tell her to go to the restroom to recover. While she's gone you order more drinks and place the document with your offer on the table. |