Picture Perfect

He heard her, watched her full chest arch into the air, her nipples pressing against te thin silk of her gown

Lance stepped closer, his cock beginning to form a full tent in his shirts, but he heard her say his name. He slipped his hand inside his shirts, and pulled his cock out. He strokes his long girthy member slowly, watching her glistening slit with hunger in his eyes. Watching her full breasts heave against the silk with every breath

"Marisaa, don't stop" he said in a thick voice, he now stood by her foot
 
Marisa whimpered her body finally backing from the edge when she heard his voice again laced with need as he spoke.

"Marisaa, don't stop"

She instinctive listened applying more pressure her hips rotating in abandon almost instantly close to falling over the peek.

"Lance, I'm so close." She pleaded though she didn't know if she was pleading that he let her pull back or for permission to fall off the peek and fly to stars. Her body withered straining for what she was trying to deny it. "Lance." she panted agian.
 
He smiled at her obvious distress

"Not yet?' he said with a groan as he watched her writhe, he wanted to reach out and touch her so bad, so very bad. But he didnt dare, not yet

"You need to show me more" he said gruffly as he took another step closer, standing next to her now, his eyes devouring her as she toyed with her glistening slit
 
Her back arched thrusting her breast forward as she brought up on hand to tease the aching globes as her other hand worked her toy. Her breath was coming fast the extacy boardering on pain from being kept it. Why was her fantasy Lance being so controlling why wouldn't he let her come. Her body withered uncontolably on the couch trying to escape and get closer the the stimulations all at once.

"Lance please please it hurts I need to come.......... I need you Laaaance." She was holding back the orgasm by the skin of her teeth if he didn't let her come soon she would either die or come anyway.
 
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Lance watched as the moonlit Marissa wriggled on the couch, the toy clearly pleasing her beyond control, but still, he enjoyed the sight of her playing with herself, she was sweating, meaning she was clearly into it. He continued to stroke himself, his excitement was high, and he wanted to reach out, and toy with her. "Alright, you can cum now." He said, touching her shoulder.
 
Marissa came hard as her eyes flew open to see lance actually stroking himself as he watched her bring her self to pleasure while fantasing about him.

"God Lance I'm so sorry." She hid her face utterly mordified he had caught her fantasing about him. It didn't really register in her head that he was touching himself only that her first over night in what was to be her new home and work place by her new boss.
 
((sorry for the confusion readers, we have everything figured out now.))

"Don't be, it looked like you where enjoying yourself." he said, smiling. "And wouldn't you be much cozier in my room, the bed is a lot softer." He said casually. "Come on." He said, motioning for her to follow him.

He casually walked out, sure that she would follow him, and he stepped back into his room, amd clearing some clothes off the bed, and laying down, not bothering to put his member away, due to the fact of her moans echoed his name.
 
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Marissa sat there stunned did he just tell her to go to his room? She had to be dreaming that was the only thing that made sense. She walked to the doorway of his room and paused, "Do you invite all your new employees to your bed?" She asked weairly.
 
"No no." He said, an evil grin stretched across his face. "Just those who make a delicious meal, and who have obviously teasing me all afternoon, then whom I find playing with themselves, calling my name out." He said, knowing he had her right where he wanted. "Come here." He beckoned. "Maybe it's my turn to give you pleasure instead of my imaginary counterpart." He said. He was still stiff a the image of Marissa playing with herself on the couch.
 
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Marisa stepped cautiously over the threshold and into his room. Slowly step by step making her way closer to the man who was her new boss but also the star of her fantasies. A few feet from the bed she stopped and let her eyes travel over him wandering if she could handle what she was getting herself into.

"Does this count as part of my job or my free time?" She asked needing to know if this was something expected of her or something she could willingly take or decline.
 
He smiled, she was curious, and that peaked his intrest. "Which do you want it to be?" He said, watching as she looked her over. "I would like for you to be able to decline, so 'freetime' would be the best fit for this situation." He said. The low lighting of the room enhanced her beauty, the light hit her curves, so her frame was easier to see, her breasts taunted him, like a treat that was within his physical reach, but he wasn't sure if she would allow him to touch them or not.
 
She nodded and finished closing the distance between them. Her body trembled and her nipples hardened as she stepped closed the distance to him. Not really sure what he wanted with her or for her to do she stood there nervous and unsure. She had not been with a man since she divorced her husband and they hadn't had sex in about a year.
 
As she finally closed most of the distance, he leaned forward, and stood up, so that they where almost touching. "Well, If I may." He said, he decided to finally give in, and he reached up, cupping Marissa's plump breasts softly in his hands, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs lightly, teasing her. "Mmm. Better than I imagined." He said, pulling down some of the night gown, so that the remainder of her breasts fell out. "Thats better." He said, squeezing the bare skin, and smiled. "Tell me if you want me to stop." He said, but he already knew the answer, so he continued to grope her.
 
Marissa didn't say a word his big hands felt amazing on her flesh she was still sensitive from her earlier orgasm. A moaned slippe from her lips and she left her head fall back on her shoulders, the action causeing her breast to press more firmly in his hands and expose the length of her elegant neck to him.
 
Lance took the oppertunity to suck on her neck passionatly, while moving his thumbs to play with her nipples, as he tightly gripped her breasts in his hands. "Hows that huh?" He said, smiling as her moans echoed in the room. "Atta girl." he whispered, enjoying the scent of her perfume fill his nose.
 
Marissa moaned and her arms clung to Lance needing his support to help herstay standing. She wasn't sure this was real after all Lance was a wet dream come to life for her. She wanted to feel him everywhere to have him fill her.

"Lance God that feels so good, so very good."
 
After a few minutes of groping, fondling, pretty much everything to do with using her breasts as a stress toy between his fingers, he lightly whispered in her ear, in a husky and seductive voice. "How about we test your mouth's skill Ms. Marissa?" He said, lowering her to her knee's, and stroking his cock infront of her, he was as hard as stone, and was hoping she would comply.
 
Marissa shivered as she was lowered to her knees but she caustiously leaned forward and licked the precum from the head moaning at his flavor. She slowly wrapped her lips around him and sucked him into her mouth hallowing out her cheeks making her mouth form a vice like grip on his cock as she began going up and down up and down.
 
As she tightly wrapped her lips around his cock, he groaned with pleasure, and held the back of her head in hishand pushing slightly down. He could tell she was enjoying it, so he continued to push into her mouth, filling it. "Ahhh. Thats great." he moaned. He enjoyed the way her breasts jiggled as her fucked her mouth, and that struck an idea in his mind. "How bout you give me a good titty fuck huh?" He asked, smiling.
 
Marissa panted and pulled her mouth off his cock whispering, "I don't care as long as you fuck me at some point Lance." she told him boldly.
 
He smiled. "That shouldnt be a problem." He said, pushing her tits together, and pushing his cock inbetween them, enjoying how soft her tits where against hks cock, and he slowly began to pump into her breasts, groaning as he did so. "Hows that feel huh? You like having your tits fucked?" He said in a husky voice. "Soon you'll be spread out on the bed, and I will be fucking something else." He said, as boldly as she had.
 
The sensation of him fucking her breast was nice and was enjoyable but it wasn't what she craved right now what she needed. As soon as he whispered, "Soon you'll be spread out on the bed, and I will be fucking something else." she began to squirm in anticpation.

"Yes Lance God yes please I need it so bad I need you." She moaned.
 
He smiled as her eyes reflected the lust that he was aiming for, and he grabbed her arms, and tossed her onto the bed, and massaged the insides of her thighs, enjoying the looks that she gave him, and he soon began prodding her pussy with his member. He squeezed her large mounds with his hands as he did his teasing, and the finally gave her what she wanted, and slid his cock slowly into her cunt, moaning as she clenched him, and he began increasing his pace.
 
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