Not another Intriguess Thread

"Would you prefer a different wine selection?, I've noticed you have not touched your glass."

"That sounds very interesting Molly, I would love to see some of your designs at some point. Do you design men's clothing as well? I know how difficult it is to start up your own company. If I can be of any assisatance, offer any advice, answer any questions, please do not hesitate to ask."

Taking a sip of my wine, a bite of the pasta. Thinks this is definitely one charming lady. She is beautiful and has a head on her shoulders too. Something tells me that I am not winning her over unfortunately.
 
Molly

"The wine is fine, it's just I, well a drink with lunch is a luxury, and as I'm going to continue working after lunch and have a long drive back to my place I'd rather be safe than sorry. When you have alcoholics in the family you learn to drink in moderation." I smile and take another drink of water. She was honestly thinking of what dinner with him would be like, and be able to enjoy the flavour of a full bodied wine, with no worries of having to drive. "I have not expanded to men's clothes as most guys in my audience tend to not have the money or the balls to carry off one of my creations." Her tongue ran along her lips, as she mentally stripped him and clad him in something more unique, better suited to his nouveau riche life. She started with embroidered red silk boxers, and worked her way outward. She added a hat for flare and wondered if he was merely curious or his interest was more than superficial.

"I appreciate the offer, I've worked so hard on my own that I'm not sure I even know how to ask for help." Or ask for what I want, she thought, why was it so hard to admit she was sexually attracted to him.

"I," she paused framing her words carefully, "Do you have plans for dinner?"
 
"I admire your will power against drinking during lunch. Since I have the ability to take a nap in the afternoon if needed, I tend to indulge more than I probably should."

"If you don't mind me asking, I would very much like it if I could commission one of your designs for myself. I would be more than happy to pay for it under only one condition. That condition being that the design be totally yours, no input from me, you have to decide what would look best for me. I can give you my measurements or you can take the measurements you might require." Hoping of course since she is so professional that she would demand her own measurements.

"As for dinner, other than eating I have no plans. Would you allow me to take you out for dinnner?"
 
Molly

It was a new challenge, of being able to start from scratch, creating the garment and adding details into it's construction, rather than taking something apart or applying surface design. She wasn't sure if her heart was raising because she was imagining nap time becoming play time, or at the thrill of the challenge. She did have a large piece of silk that she had deemed to beautiful to do anything with, but now she could paint it so suit whatever she wished. She wished she could start right away as her mind was racing with ideas. She realized by the time she got home one idea would have clarified and risen above the rest. "Guys are notoriously bad about knowing their own measurements. I'd appreciate the chance to take my own measurements." She was not going to tell him what she planned, and was determined to take all his measurements just to throw him off the scent.

"Dinner would be great, just nothing too fancy, I haven't bought a dress since high school."
 
Wohoo I thought to myself, she wants her own meaurements!

"Who knows, the design you do for me may lead to a whole new line for you. It could work out good. Plus, when your famous and wealthy I can tell everyone I got the first male design you did."

"How about dinner at a small Italian Restaurant, family own and run, nothing fancy. Then, if you're not too tired, we could come back here and you could get the necessary measurements. Unless of course, you want to do the measuring now, while your mind is uh fresh."
 
Molly

Hmm, maybe she should do something he could actually wear in public. Good advertising and the like, she smiled as he seemed a little eager to have his measurements taken. "I actually need some time for my brain to stop spinning. Besides I'll need to dig up a tape measure, pencil, and paper. I want the measurements fresh in my mind when I start designing."

She was also mentally catelouging her wardrobe, considering what was clean and what was available and respectable enough to go out for dinner, and maybe dancing if she could convince him.
 
"Well, then Molly, my body is available to you whenever needed"

"Dinner will be so much more enjoyble with you than by myself. If you would like, you can skip the afternoon hours cleaning here, it looks like you have gotten quite a bit done already."

Wondering what it would take to get you to just stay here with me for the afternoon, I am finding you very interesting and extremely attractive.
 
Molly

"Well, then Molly, my body is available to you whenever needed"

Was he intentionally baiting her? "What if I need something other than measurements?" she asked holding her breath. She was eager to get started on her work but her body was far from cooperating and she wondered if her mind was playing tricks or was he actually hitting on her.

She knew from the records that he hadn't seduced any of his previous help, and she wondered what it was that made today so very different.
 
"What if I need something other than measurements?" Just what could she be needing I wondered and how do I answer it in a professional friendly manner letting her now I would give her just about anything. I just know I will mess this one up. I had no idea what I was doing, I made it a point ot not get attached to someone I was suppose to be employing. But then again, she could always quit by the end of the day, couldn't she?

"Well, if you need something other than measurements, I am sure something can be worked out. I am usually very generous, all you have to do is ask. You don't seem to be the type that is easily scared to ask for what you want and I strongly admire people who are not afraid of asking."

I only hoped she would ask for more than measurements, I had no idea how I would keep her from seeing my now hard cock if she went for the measurements, but then again, at least that would give her some idea of what she is doing to me.
 
Molly

VAGUE, she thought, but if he had been blatant she probably would have been turned off. "Let's start with the measurements and go from there." She gave herself the opportunity for more, even as she finished off her food. Her hunger was satisfied, but now her body was more focused on her other needs more intensely than normal.

She was very aware of her breasts as she stood up and said, "Show me the way."
 
When you said "Let's start with the measurements and go from there." I got up from the table, smiling, certainly hoping we would go from there.

I picked up our glasses of wine "just in case we get thristy" I say moving away from the table. "Since the cook is here, I think we had better take the measurements in my bedroom?" I couldn't help but stare at your breasts, to me, they looked in need of attention and boy would I like to be the one giving the attention.

As we walked upstairs it suddenly dawned on me that I would have a very difficult time preventing my cock from getting hard as you took your measurements. I was wondering how that was going to work out. I did not want to offend you or scare you off in any way.

As we step into my bedroom, I close the doors saying "Measure away Molly."
 
Molly

Along the way I picked up a tape measure, pad of paper and a pencil. "Just stand there and relax," I said as I started at his head, taking a hat measurement, neck, shoulder, sleeve, and down his back. I measured his waist and felt exactly what I wanted to feel. At the same time I wondered about the job, I really wanted this to work, but it was nearly impossible as my body wanted other things. My mind kept turning things over and over again. What to do, what to do, I knelt and measure his outer leg, I was practically facing his crotch and with a steady hand I measuring his inseam.

"Are you just happy, or have you got something in your pocket?" the question was teasing but her tone was huskily serious.
 
Rick

Sure stand here and relax she says. Not so easy to do with a beautiful lady taking your measurements. Thanks god she did not suggest I strip down to my underwear.

I listened to her and watched as she took the measurements. Carefully checking them twice and writing them down. I felt your hand on my waist. All this touching was most definitely having an effect on me. I was getting concerned, knowing where you had not yet measured.

I glanced down seeing oyu kneel in front of me. Oh man, I could think about then was you.......C'mon man get your head together, Molly is going to think your a perv.

I felt your hand measuring my inseam, your hand grazin my balls. I knew I was doomed, my pants definitely bulging more than usual.

Totally embarrassed when you ask me that question. I felt my face turning red. How in the hell do I answer that!

"well, uh, there is nothing in my pocket, you can check if you'd like"
 
Molly

It was complete torture, and his answer only made her more interested. She stood slowly, "Is that what you want?" she asked as her hands slide into his pockets, feeling what was not there, my body pressed up against him as she kept her hands in his warm pockets. Her mind was still tumbling with thoughts and a good portion of her just wanted to get off and quickly. She had not yet quite crossed the line but she was certainly standing upon it.
 
"mmm, well let's just say that while your hands feel absolutely wonderful inside my pockets, its not exactly what I would prefer, if I had my choice."

Smiling down into your eyes, feeling you breathing so close to my body. I feel your hand moving around slightly in my pocket. My cock jerks and I am positive you could tell.

"If you need to see or explore anywhere else, for you're, uh design of course, just please feel free to do what you need to do."

I wasn't yet sure if the would be enough to let her know I wanted this as much as she did or maybe more. I was beginning to wonder if I shouldn't just pull her up and kiss her full lips.
 
Molly

The subtleties were both frustrating and arousing. She withdrew her hands slowly, and took a deep breath. "I'm going to need some ground rules, before we go further." She could feel herself treading on dangerous ground or thin ice and she needed some protection from being completely devoured.

Her hand slid down into his pants, somehow managing to be between his pants and boxers. She could easily coerce him to comply but felt it would be more effective if he agreed to her terms of his own free will. Her hand slid down to gently cup his balls through the boxers and she licked her lips. "Agree?" she whisered.
 
Trying to stifle a mona, but not succeeding I felt you hand slide between my panst and boxers.

Sliding down further, cupping my balls.

"what a sort of ground rules"
 
Molly

He had backbone, she wasn't sure if he'd meekly agree without knowing or not. It only made him more desirable. She did not want to rush into something that had the potential for so much more. At least she hoped there was more lurking beyond lust.

She recalled the scene in Pretty Woman where Julia Roberts is laying down the rules to prevent becoming emotionally involved. She kind of felt the same way, she wanted him but that was it, she didn't want to get all emotional and messy. She was not about to let herself get hurt.

"No kissing on the mouth, protection If we ever get that far, don't pin me down, don't call me baby, ask me who my daddy is, or use any other term considered insulting to women, and honestly while I am very attracted to you, I'm not prepared to fuck you right here right now." If he asked what she was prepared to do she'd forget the whole deal. If he didn't know there was a wide range of activities beyond fucking, then he wasn't the guy she thought he was. "If you agree, then take off your clothes and let me see what you have to offer."

Molly felt very bold, brazen, it was liberating. She was surprised at how hot it was to tell a man with his power and wealth what to do and how she wanted it.
 
Rick

I listened to what Molly was saying. Trying to concentrate while she held my balls. Her hands felt so small but felt so warm. My cock was very stiff, and I was afraid I might start thinking with it instead if my brain. I knew that had gotten me into trouble before. I was determined to not let that happen again, but then, there was the feeling of her hand squeezing my balls gently.

Her ground rules were not that bad I thought to myself. She was so beautiful and had such a great personality that I wanted her badly. When she finished listing her ground rules, she stopped fondling my balls and stared intently into my eyes, waiting for my answer.

Holding her hand so she couldn't pull out from my balls, I looked right back into her eyes saying "I can live with your ground rules Molly, except for one. You cannot deny me the need and urge to kiss you. Anything else you want I can live with. If I cannot kiss you, then there is no reason for me to show you what I have."

Suddenly I was concerned Molly still had the upper hand. I had never been in a relationship where the lady was so strong willed, so in control.
 
Molly

It was hard to argue with the intensity in his eyes, and at the same time kissing was so personal, so intimate, more so than actual fucking, and it was a tough call to deny him one simple thing. After all there was potential there, but at same time she felt herself slipping, ice cracking, and the fire inside her burning outside her control.

She wanted him so badly, but she wasn't sure if this was a compromise she was willing to make. "A kiss is personal, intimate, and while I understand it's difficult to avoid, there are a plenty of other spots to kiss besides my mouth," she paused. Her heart was pounding as she thought of a zillion ways to explain it. That she didn't want to deal with avoiding kisses, that she could not kiss him. "I just can't kiss a guy I barely know. I can't. I'm very sorry."

She turned her face, just in case he would try something stupid, "A kiss attaches strings, and I need this to be sex with no strings attached."
 
Rick

I was dumbfounded listening to her response. First off, rarely have I had a lady turn down a request of mine, especially a request such as this. Secondly I have not met a women who wanted sex with no attachments. What kind of lady was Molly I wondered.

It is true there are many many places to kiss on a person's body beside the lips, but I found lips in general so sensual, and Molly had lips that begged to be kissed.

But her offer of sex with no strings, now even I had to admit that was quite an offer. If she wasn't standing there so beautiful looking it might have been different. But if I agreed to her terms would I be falling completely under her spell?

When she finished her reply, she looked down, not letting me see her face, her lips. Her hands moved once again, letting me know how good it felt, letting me know my cock was still hard and in need.

"Molly," I said, lifting her chin up to look in her eyes, "I agree to no kissing on the mouth, mouth only, and the opportunity to re-negotiate at a later date. Will that work for you" Letting out a slight moan as she squeezes my balls knowing she has got me.
 
Molly

She let out a sigh of relief and a smile lit up her face, had the circumstances been different she would have kissed him. She was speechless for the moment. She let her mouth twist with a smile, "I said I couldn't kiss a guy I barely know, and Rick I do intend to get to know you." It was a relief and she only removed her hand to pull his t-shirt up over her head.

"Show me," she whispered part request, part command. She needed this, and she hoped he understood when she said no strings she meant it. She didn't want him to use this moment as leverage or for it to interfere with their working relationship, or for him to think it meant that she would be this easy after dinner tonight.
 
Your hand feels so warm as you lift my shirt up. I raise my arms allowing you to take it off my body. Felling a little strange when you say "show me" but thankful we have agreed to terms.

I reach down undoing my belt and zipper, sliding my pants down, tossing them aside. My boxers fully tented. I feel somewhat embarrassed for the first time in my life to get naked in front of a lady.

You look at me and tell me to take the boxers off too. I reach for the waistband sliding them down and letting them fall to the floor. My hard cock sticks straight out. I have no idea what to do with my hands or what to do next. I just stand there watching you gaze at my body.
 
Molly

It was a rush, and she waited patiently as he took it all off revealing a very very very nice body. "Very nice," I said out loud as I pulled off my own t-shirt, the room feeling very warm. "I guess you are not going to get that afternoon nap." She smiled and slowly slipped off her jeans, revealing purple panties. She stretched briefly popping her back before removing her panties. Molly kind of felt silly, she had done it on a whim a while ago but her patch was trimmed short and the hair was purple. She waited for him to say something stupid as she removed her bra and moved towards the bed.

She knew she was in charge even though her desires were racing out of control. She sat on the bed and looked at him with a grin, "Don't you want to touch me?" her breasts pale milky white, the nipples the color of red wine, and already hard and proud. Her one hand beckoned him closer, the other caressed her skin.
 
Rick

Stunned with her beauty as she undressed in front of me. She was more beautiful than I ever imagined.

When I saw her died pubic hair I did not know how to respond. Every thought that popped into my mind sounded corny and laughable. I did not want to say anything to offend her. Maybe later a decent thought will come to mind.

I watched as she moved to the bed, sitting down, beckoning me over to touch her. I moved over and knelt down, my hand running along her legs, moving up to her breasts. Her nipples so lovely already hard. My finger flicking over them.

I leaned down kissing her knee while my hand caressed the back of her calf. Bringing her leg up I kissed my way from the knee down her calf. licking between kisses, working my way to her toes. As I licked and sucked each toe, my fingers caressed the bottom of her feet, so soft and silky.
 
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