inherited wealth

[Liplovinman]

Wendell opened up the file left on his desk, so long after everyone else had departed. He took out a small pad, from his left jacket pocket and wrote down details from the file. Address, phone, emergency number, filing it under the name of the individual involved. He set the alarm and positioned lights for the opener as he made his way to the door. He was out and secured the building in less than the allotted 30 seconds and walking to his car.

Pulling his coat on, he recalled the address, only a 10 minute walk from the office. He walked on, pulling his jacket coat closed. He kept a brisk pace and arrived in less than 8 minutes. Something he would remember if ever there was an opportunity to further his studies of the neighborhood. He popped into a local and very small storefront restaurant, Italian, 16 seats inside and a small bar with no stools. He was across the street from the address, peering at his notes to confirm. A glass of scotch, neat, followed shortly as kept his eyes on the complex that bore the address he kept enclosed in his reminder book.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

the net curtains in her bedroom reflected back the room's light, making it feel cosy and private as she slipped off the skirt and tidied up her other clothes wearing just the tank top, bra, thong and stockings.

Then with her back to the window, she slipped the top over her head, quickly undoing the bra and rubbing her back where the strap had irritated. Bending to slide the stockings down her legs, she then took her wine and padded through to the bathroom where she removed her thong and climbed in to stand in the bath tub, the frosted glass of the window on the same wall as her bedroom window.

sinking down into the warm embrace of the soft bubbles, she sipped her wine and contemplated her day, realising that she'd left her phone in the bedroom. Never mind, she thought, closing her eyes for a moment

 

[Liplovinman]

He was unaware of what he was watching, thinking it was not possible that he had happened to peer through the right glass at the right time, but as he saw her silhouette, he thought it must be Andi.

He watched her turn and casually climb out of her attire, slipping on the top before ridding herself of the bra - shame he thought, she might have recognized his doodles from prior. Wendell was too far for details, and any closer, chancing a peeping tom arrest, yet he felt drawn.

He fiddled through his book, as he saw the female figure move to the frosted glass, of course the one window he wanted to see in, was impossible to view. He would have to wait and see what the next few days might bring.

As he paid the bill, he pulled out his phone and entered the 10 digits slowly, considering himself before sending the call through. He expected three rings and a voicemail pick up, as he heard the first sound in his ear

 

[AndreaSubbie]

SHIT! The Phone!

Andi jumped out the tub, splashing water as she grabbed a thin white cotton wrap which she quickly draped round her body and hurried into the bedroom as the cloth stuck to her wet skin ... there was the phone on the dresser by the window.

Grabbing it she saw it was her new boss ... "Yes? Hi sir..."

 

[Liplovinman]

"Good evening Andrea - I hope you don't mind the informality." He watched the figure sprint through his field of view and grab something thin as a cover, and as he left the little bar, he wandered outside for a better view. The fabric was glued to her skin, a shower or a bath, he had no idea. He moved along the opposing sidewalk hoping she might turn, though her thin top did little to hide her figure during the interview, he was delighted at the prospect of seeing more so quickly.

"I had another thought, following the interview. I'd like you to drop by tomorrow, to pick up your paperwork, this will give your the weekend to look it over and ask questions on Monday, if you feel the need. It is not a work day for you, so please do not feel constrained by business attire. I'll have a packet ready for you if you are able to pick it up after 3."

She turned slightly, possibly to grab a pen and paper, until she learned there was no need. Unfortunate for him if the paper happened to be behind her.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"um thats ok sir... er yes I can do after 3 ... I'm sure the paperwork will be fine ... I'm happy to sign it in your office if you like?" looking round for something to write on, remembering a piece of paper on the window ledge ... moving the net curtain aside she grabed the paper, the phone between her shoulder and ear, and picked up the pen from the dresser as her damp wrap opened at the front ...

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[Liplovinman]

Fortune smiled on him, yet again, as she moved to the window and began to write, the hand that must have been clutching her thin covering lost their grip and she stood for him to view in perfect light, the front of her dressing gown open, the curse of a window sill, placed just at her hips, removed his lower view, but he saw the wet skin of her breasts, his mind racing to what he wanted of his own to be dripping down them.

There was an elongated pause as he took in the view, feeling the return of his erection, the involuntary exodus of precum. Did she know she was on display, more importantly, was she somehow aware that she was on display for him?

He cleared his throat and smiled. "You may certainly sign them in my office, though I will ask our hiring department to review them with you as well."

She did not move during their next few exchanges, poised to take a note or two if necessary and all the while he watched a single rivulet of water form to a drip before hurling itself from her pink breast and hiding out of sight. He knew he was far too close, anyone wondering what had garnered his attention would only have to follow his gaze to her window. The swell of her lovely carriage and the perfection of cooled and enticed nipples were too much to ignore.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"I'm sure everything will be open and above board, sir," she replied, referring to his comment about having HR go over the details, "but of course I'm available for HR to go over as much as they want."

Ignoring the discomfort of the water cooling on her skin, her nipples contracting to points with the cold, she listened carefully without moving, not wanting to miss anything and make a mistake.

"I do hope you've liked everything you've seen of me today, Sir?" she added, as they wound things up, and sensing that his call was almost over she stood up straight, no longer stooping forward slightly, and putting the notepad down she drew the damp cotton close to her chest, her hard nipples pressing transparently through the thin fabric. Andrea gazed up at the stars as she looked out of the window, the net curtains no longer obscuring her view of the lovely clear night.

"I expect I'll come in just a t shirt and jeans, if that's ok? You said not to worry about business dress?"

 

[Liplovinman]

“I appreciate your keeping everything open and accessible. And yes, everything I have seen has given you the opportunity to be successful with me, with us.” Perhaps it was his condition, or more likely her accent, but he did not feel as though he was speaking to future associate, but rather Wendell was a man speaking to a woman. His comments flirted on the edge, dangerously close to toppling over, as he viewed her standing, waiting for his next comment.
Yes, the conversation was limited, but his view was spectacular. As she straightened up, there was a brief and exotic moment of arching back, shoulders pulled away and breasts thrust into the dim light, a lovely ending as she drew her thin drape over her, closed for his viewing, but hiding no curve, and certainly not the extension of her cooled nipples as they stood at attention during their conversations close.

He mulled over her last comment, jeans and a t-shirt – Wendell adjusted his excitement and continued.

“If you are planning on signing paperwork at the office, please dress comfortably. You will certainly not be judged on your attire tomorrow, especially on such short notice. Monday, of course, is another matter.”

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Open and accessible? Andrea giggled, thinking if only he could see her now! Certainly not professionally dressed!

She pulled the damp fabric close again, smoothing it over her breasts, toying with her nipples ...

"Ok, comfortable it is! Or will be! ... do I need to make an appointment with your secretary, or would you like me to just come at 3? I assume you want to see me come.. at 3?" flirting dangerously again .. toying with her nipple, remembering how erect he seemed to get at interview

 

[Liplovinman]

Wendell was unable to look away, as she smoothed the fabric of her now damp covering over the curve of her breasts, did she linger at her nipple?

"I expect I will have the documents prepared prior to 3, but you are certainly welcome to come whenever you are able, you may have to wait for the paperwork if you are considerably early." He thought it would be a nice diversion to see her cum all over the paperwork.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Hm, thank you sir ... you don't mind if I come whenever I can? I'm quite looking forward to coming tomorrow.." her voice fading slightly as she pincher her nipple, tweaking it while imagining cumming in his office, thinking how big his erection looked earlier today ..

Andrea knew she was horny .. the teasing earlier, the stress of the interview, the elation of success ... and she moved her hand under the damp cotton to really work her nipple, biting her lip as her tension built, her breath becoming short, chest beginning to heave a little.

What was she doing? Flirting so dangerously with a man she met only today, a man who had power over her in the workplace ... but that power was part of the problem .. it was turning her on and her hand slid lower to the trimmed patch of short dark hair between her legs.

 

[Liplovinman]

"No - No Ms Kay, you should come when you can." You should cum right now, he interjected, as he watched her play with her body. It had been a nipple pinch, and he was certain that there was more play in the shadows between her thighs. Her breathing had not yet given her away, but he did not need that to understand.

"It's certainly too bad you couldn't come now, but you would be alone, I'm afraid, there would be no one there to assist you at the moment. It would stop you from coming...." He had run out of entendre, and the ache in his slacks was growing exponentially. Sadly, she was not able to appreciate his attentions from behind the glass, but he was well within eyesight of hers.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"oh ... I must admit I was just thinking about cumming ... but of course I couldn't cum in your office right now .... not on my own .... and if you really think I should cum whenever I can, it would be a shame not to be able to, just because I'm alone ..." Andrea didn't notice that she had crossed the line between double entendre and actual sexually explicit language, and her hand was now busy pressing rhythmically between her legs as she most definitely thought about cumming, and cumming very soon, all the while the damp cotton showing her proud nipples plainly to any who cared to look up at her window.

Her panting was becoming a little deeper now, in time with her hand pressing against her nub of exquisite pleasure, and in her mind she pictured his obviously tented bulge from earlier

 

[Liplovinman]

"You should most definitely come when you can, Ms Kay. And at this moment I think it is a requirement that you do so alone." He had not tumbled over the line as yet, but the public nature of his situation did not lend itself to joining her, either in person or over the phone.

"Even if I cannot be there, I would very much like for you to cum. Feel free to cum again and again if you wish."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh my! Yes! I want to cum, I want to cum now .. on my own ... yes ... that's an order, sir? A requirement? you require me to cum? You're telling me to cum, now?" it was a plea, she was most certainly asking his explicit permission, no his command, to orgasm, she needed him to command it, her orgasm was hovering out of reach, just waiting for the release of his command ...

 

[Liplovinman]

"Yes Ms Kay, you have my permission - I would love for you to cum, right now, for me, on your own. And Andi, I will require it again tomorrow as well." He had not intended to instruct her, and it would either send her over the edge or pull her off the ledge. He trusted that it would be her undoing.

"I will be thinking about just that as you cum, Ms Kay, that tomorrow, you will have your opportunity to try this again."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes! Oh Yes! I'm cumming! Oh! Yes! And tomorrow ... you require me to cum for you.... Ooh! YESSSS!" she felt her orgasm build in waves and then crash through her, sending her rigid as she leant against the window, eyes closed, mouth open, hand pressed firmly to her sopping, dripping body as the pulses rippled through.

Gradually they faded, and as she regained some composure she realised she'd cut the phone off.

What had she done? Had she been obvious? Could they possibly pretend she hadn't just masturbated herself to Orgasm, cumming on his command? She was going to be so embarrassed tomorrow! Should she pretend nothing happened? But he said something about doing it again tomorrow? Did he mean over the phone? Or in his office.

Andi pulled her cotton robe tight again as she glanced down into the street before heading back to her bathroom to clean up. She had a lot to think about, and at the edge of her mind was an image from glancing outside that wasn't quite right ...

 

[Liplovinman]

She hadn't lasted long after his permission, and while he had only heard the barest mention of cumming, he saw much more as her body pressed against the glass. Her mouth deliciously open, eyes squeezed as tight as her fingers must be while bringing herself over the edge, tumbling uncontrollably in release.

He was unhappy not to have heard the remainder, yet thrilled to be a viewing participant. She had to know she was on display, if not for him, then perhaps for others. There was something about the woman that yearned not only for the attention, but the excuse to be told what to do, without the guilt of proffering the idea as well.

Tomorrow would be an exquisite afternoon, one he looked forward to now with twice the delight..

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Back in the bathroom she finished her wine and let the bath water run out. Then stripping off her robe she turned on the shower and stepped in to the hot stream, warming her skin, massaging it, cupping her breasts and thumbing her nipples, relaxing them, letting the ache subside.

Once warmed through, she stepped out and wrapped a towel round her body, pouring another glass of wine and drinking it straight down. Embarrassed or not, she had enjoyed masturbating while on the phone to him, pretending he could see her as well as hear her. The arousal hadn't really gone away with her orgasm, and grinning to herself she lowered the towel to wrap it round her waist, leaving her breasts bare. The bathroom mirror was too steamed up to be able to look at herself, so she padded through to her bedroom and stood before the wall mirror next to the window, turning slightly each way, studying how her breasts looked.

More than satisfied, she went through to the kitchen and opened another bottle of wine, emptying the first into her glass and carrying the full glass and bottle through to the bedroom, where she placed them carefully beside her bed.

Andrea sat on the bed, leaning back against her soft headboard and cushions, sipping her wine, looking at the phone. It really had been so hot, so erotic chatting with him as she touched herself. Had she just had her first phone-sex? She wasn't sure if it counted if he wasn't aware that she was masturbating as they talked. But what if he did know? The temptation to call him was strong, but she resisted. But there was the phone, next to her, waiting.

By the time she was halfway through the second bottle she decided to write him a text, replying to the number he'd called her on. She wouldn't send the text, just write it, enjoying the naughtiness, felling sexy.

"Sir, thanks for calling, inviting me to come. I'm looking forward to coming tomorrow at 3, but it might be difficult to come on my own; would it be ok if I get to your office half an hour early? I'm sorry if I was a bit distracted when you called, but I was in the bath, then your call made me realise how much I wanted to come, that I appreciated you telling me on the phone to come. I need to get out of my wet towel and choose some clothes for tomorrow. Call anytime Sir"

There, that felt better just writing it. That was enough, just writing it ...

She drank another glass of wine, toying with the phone .. wanting to press 'send', not daring to, finger hovering ........SEND

Oh MY! What had she done? Her heart raced and she knew she desperately wanted him to text back, or call her again. Draining her wine, she waited, fingers grazing her nipples, gently unwrapping her towel ...

 

[Liplovinman]

He had not been meant to hear or see, had she realized and been too overwhelmed to continue. He wondered if she might not arrive tomorrow at all, the loss of such a promising individual was not what he cared to have occur. The day had progressed much more quickly than even he could have imagined. But when she had asked for permission, he had the image of replacing her hands with his and allowing her to cum again and again. It was difficult to shake.

He headed back into the now full restaurant, standing at the bar as he mulled over his options. If she did not arrive tomorrow, he might well have to pay a visit to her here. How stalkerish of him to even consider such a step, but Wendell was not about to let this go easily or quietly.

He saw her shadow cross the room, watched her move to the mirror in her living room. He quickly dropped a bill to pay for his drink that had not moved from the bar top as yet. Again he wandered to a vantage that might allow him visual access to her display, treated to her full breasts, exposed, her fingers, thumbs and hands caressing them as she twisted to view what he saw in both profile and in the reflection. Her nipples were almost red, hard as his cock, pushing out from her tits with a mission. Her hands responded by revisiting them, twisting them gently. He was locked onto her profile and ready to lose his seed, when she moved out of his vision and away from the window and mirror.

Wendell pictured her heading to her bed for another round, walking in on her and finding her wet, moaning, cursing softly as she saw his erection ready to pump her full of warmth and his own cum. He waiting far too long for her to return, and as he neither saw her or movement, he began his walk back to the office, to his car. It was a difficult walk, trying to remain anonymous in the open, sporting something in need of attention. The growing fading light made the visual more acceptable, but the strain for his walk was no better.

He felt his phone vibrate as the text tone emitted. He thought twice about peering at the message, he despised those who walked while staring at their phone. With the pulsation in his pants, he moved to a doorway, opening the text.

"Sir, thanks for calling, inviting me to come. I'm looking forward to coming tomorrow at 3, but it might be difficult to come on my own; would it be ok if I get to your office half an hour early? I'm sorry if I was a bit distracted when you called, but I was in the bath, then your call made me realise how much I wanted to come, that I appreciated you telling me on the phone to come. I need to get out of my wet towel and choose some clothes for tomorrow. Call anytime Sir"

Andi was attempting to divert him from the truth, he hadn't imagined that she had cum, but Andi was unaware of his view. He held the phone and smiled.

Ms. Kay, It appears we were disconnected. Thank you for coming tomorrow. You may come early if you like. When you do come, please alert the receptionist and she will escort you to my office. If for any reason you are not able to come, or need assistance in anyway, you now have my number.

He had hit send without reviewing his message, adding an addendum a moment later.

Drop that damp towel, it is not good for your health.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Ms. Kay, It appears we were disconnected. Thank you for coming tomorrow. You may come early if you like. When you do come, please alert the receptionist and she will escort you to my office. If for any reason you are not able to come, or need assistance in anyway, you now have my number."

Andrea felt her heart sink as she read his message. He obviously hadn't realised that she was masturbating while talking on the phone to him, or that she had orgasmed at his command. It even started to take the edge off her horniness and she wondered what to message back.

Then another thought hit her; what if he did know, but was disgusted? Maybe he was being a gentleman and not encouraging her, while not rejecting her either?

Now she really was embarrassed! She's made such a fool of herself, flirting and throwing herself at him and he wasn't interested!

Just then, her phone buzzed with another message. Sighing she picked it up and saw it was from him.

Dreading that he was now going to fire her, she stifled a tear and opened the message ...

"Drop that damp towel, it is not good for your health."

Well! So she wasn't fired! She reviewed the earlier message now she'd seen this one ...

need assistance in anyway

Ripping her towel away completely, she messaged back,

"Yes Sir! I'm just dropping the towel ... there, that's better ... and thank you for your kind offer of assistance ... I was wanting again to cum, but not on my own? andi"

She hit send, then had another look at what she'd written .. SHIT! She'd meant to write the word 'come' not 'cum'! How obvious was she being now? Innuendo was one thing, but sending your new boss a message with the word 'cum' in it was going too far.

Feeling a little depressed at her own stupidity, and from getting little encouragement, she got up and found her warmest, cuddliest pyjamas and slipped the snuggly pink fleece of the top over her head. Climbing into the matching leggings, she then got into bed, pulling the duvet close, and started to cry quietly.

How could she mess up so bad? Maybe that's what 2 bottles of wine does for you! So no more wine .. she'd give up drinking, and look for a new job in the morning.

 

[Liplovinman]

"Yes Sir! I'm just dropping the towel ... there, that's better ... and thank you for your kind offer of assistance ... I was wanting again to cum, but not on my own? andi"

A fresh sensation of warm rushed through him as his arousal emitted yet another stream of preparation into his boxers. His inattention to his own needs seemed to be dictating his responses. He leaned against the door jam and absently squeezed the hard on in his slacks, easing the need somewhat, but not relaxing it.

Spellcheck would certainly have corrected an inadvertent use of the word, it was subliminal if not intentionally used. Coupled with her dropping the towel and not further mention, he imagined she might be ready for more, announcing it quite readily to his mind. Should he call back -

You will make an excellent addition to the team working under me Ms Kay, I look forward to your arrival tomorrow. It is evident that you are well versed in taking instruction. That is a benefit for myself and our company. Would you care to discuss this further this evening, or should we leave this until tomorrow?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

As she sat there, hugging her duvet-covered knees to her chest, Andrea waited for a reply, hoping he'd overlook how obvious she'd been. She remembered how her naughty innuendo and teasing had given him an erection at the interview, and he had sort of encouraged her over the phone .... and he did say if she needed assistance in any way ..

She brightened up and decided that all was not lost, and gently fingered her nipple through the soft caress of the thin fleecy top and let her legs straighten under the duvet. Damn, but she really was still horny. She always got like this when drunk: horny, emotional, and desperate for domination.

Suddenly her phone buzzed for a new message. Heart beating fast, registering that it was from him, she quickly opened it:

"You will make an excellent addition to the team working under me Ms Kay, I look forward to your arrival tomorrow. It is evident that you are well versed in taking instruction. That is a benefit for myself and our company. Would you care to discuss this further this evening, or should we leave this until tomorrow?"

Hmm ... he didn't sound at all disapproving ... and he was up for discussing it further .. what was the IT? her visit tomorrow? Her taking instruction? Working under him? She messaged back,

"Thank you Sir I would be very happy to discuss further my coming tomorrow, or my taking your instructions, or how I can benefit you, or everything or anything ... oh and I got out of the damp towel and now I'm in pjs andi"

She pressed send, staring to get a little excited waiting for him to reply .. maybe she should open more wine?

 

[Liplovinman]

"Thank you Sir I would be very happy to discuss further my coming tomorrow, or my taking your instructions, or how I can benefit you, or everything or anything ... oh and I got out of the damp towel and now I'm in pjs andi"

She seemed so very obedient, even though she had struggled with his retorts during her interview, she had tried to hold her own. And he wanted so badly to hold it for her.

"You should feel free to dress as needed tomorrow to allow you the most comfort possible. If you are coming early, or coming later, you'll want to assure that it is not a difficult thing, and that you can come easily and quickly. If you prefer to take your time, please arrive in accordance. If you want to come and be in and out quickly, you may come at the previously arranged time.

I am glad that you have dropped that damp towel, but I must admit, I had thought that you would simply drop it and get comfortable. The appearance of pajamas was purely your own addition.