The boss from Hell ~closed for Spellcaster & I~

Catherine Buchanan

Henry's eyes were locked on Catherine's for several moments, then he slid his over every inch of her passion-riddled body. He seemed to like what he saw for he smiled, moved away from the bed, and in a moment was handing her a drink. She found herself very grateful for the liquid, and began sipping immediately, watching him do the same. He seemed to be pondering something for a bit, but she was taken by surprise when he asked, "Catherine would you like to take a shower and let me take you out to grab a meal somewhere?"

He was being far kinder than Catherine would have expected, particularly given the way this whole thing had started. She wondered again just what made him tick, then realized he was still waiting for her answer. Nodding, she replied, "A shower would be wonderful. I feel a bit...overworked. As far as the meal, it would depend on where you wish to take me. I don't have clothes with me for anything very fancy."

Catherine was surprised at herself. She usually was not this agreeable or even obliging. She wondered why she seemed to have given up trying to dominate Henry in the least, even though she felt quite sure she'd be unable to in any case. Perhaps that was it, but she wasn't certain. There had been others before him that had tried and failed to dominate her, and she'd never stood for it. Why was it different with this one?

She decided to see what else the evening might bring. "Show me to the shower, then, and let me know where you want to go afterwards."
 
Henry Wilkins

"Show me to the shower, then, and let me know where you want to go afterwards."

Leaving my glass resting on the cabinet i led Catherine out of the bedroom, down the short corridor towards the bathroom. Taking out some towels i smiled as i hung them up close to the shower. My eyes once again traversed every inch of her body as thoughts turned to words.

"Catherine give me a holler if you need anything extra....we can decide on food later when you feel more up to it."
 
Catherine Buchanan

Catherine followed Henry down a short hallway to a luxurious bathroom. It was tastefully decorated, and she wondered if he had done it himself, or had someone else do it. Either way, it was very nice. He took some fluffy towels out of a linen closet, and hung them near the shower door, which was opaque glass. Turning back to her, he let his eyes roam over her body again, and she assumed he must like what he saw.

"Catherine give me a holler if you need anything extra....we can decide on food later when you feel more up to it."

"Thank you." She was a bit surprised that he was not joining her in the shower, but she was grateful for some time to herself. Turning on the water, she soon had it adjusted to her liking. She stepped into the shower, pleased to see the shower head had several different settings for massaging sprays. She found some delicious smelling body wash, and a large sponge in the shower, and proceeded to wash away every trace of their lovemaking, except for the trembling in her limbs.

As Catherine soaped her breasts, she caught herself remembering the feel of Henry's mouth and hands upon them earlier. She felt her nipples stiffen again, and she massaged them slowly with the soap. She could hardly believe, even with her voracious sexual appetite that she was already horny again. She let her fingers drift downward, to rub at the sensitive nub between her pussy lips, feeling it stiffen as well. She almost continued pleasuring herself, but thought the better of it. She might need her energy later instead.

Finishing up, she stepped out and dried off with one of the towels. She found a blow dryer in the cabinet under the sink, and quickly had her hair dry once again. Wrapping the towel around her, and picking up her clothes, she went in search of Henry.
 
Henry Wilkins

Having left Catherine in the bathroom i walked down a short corridor and entered the main bedroom. Stepping into the ensuite i turned on the shower and soon had the water temp set just right. Letting the water cascade down over my body i wondered what else may lay ahead for the evening.

Washing every inch of my body i stepped out, turned the shower off and dried off the upper half of my body. Wrapping a towel around my waist i casually strode out of the main bedroom entering the corridor. Taking only a few steps i noticed Catherine walking out of the bathroom. Smiling i walked closer to her.

"Catherine hope your shower was a good one. If you feel up to it i would like to take you to a little pub just down the road tonight." i said.
 
Catherine Buchanan

Looking up as she exited the bathroom, Catherine saw Henry coming toward her, clad only in a towel as well. He was smiling at her, and she returned it, the expression feeling strange to her. She was not a woman that did a lot of smiling normally. She felt a bit of surprise yet again, as he had obviously just had a shower himself, that he had not joined her in the one she'd just taken.

"Catherine hope your shower was a good one. If you feel up to it i would like to take you to a little pub just down the road tonight."

"Yes, thank you, the shower was lovely. As far as the pub, I don't have any other clothes with me, and these are very wrinkled." She indicated the ones she was holding. "Otherwise, that would be fine."

She found herself wondering what the night might still hold, as it was early yet. She wondered if he would send her home instead.
 
Henry Wilkins

"Yes, thank you, the shower was lovely. As far as the pub, I don't have any other clothes with me, and these are very wrinkled." She indicated the ones she was holding. "Otherwise, that would be fine."

My eyes moved over her body again as i recalled our earlier session in the spare bedroom. Smiling at her again i moved closer and let one hand trace up and down the side of her body. Grinning a little i glanced in the direction of another room that i had not opened since getting home.

"Catherine through that door over there you will find some clothes, i do believe that some of them clothes should fit you quite nicely." i said.
 
Catherine Buchanan

Henry's eyes slid slowly over Catherine's towel-clad body, and then he stepped closer and slid a hand over her side. She shivered slightly at his touch. He grinned again and looked to another room off the hallway.

"Catherine through that door over there you will find some clothes, i do believe that some of them clothes should fit you quite nicely."

She was a bit surprised, although after what they had been doing earlier, she didn't suppose she should be. She nodded and opened the door, stepping into the room. It was a spare bedroom, simply but tastefully furnished, and she saw another closed door just across from where she was standing. Going over to it, she opened a huge walk-in closet. The light came on when she opened the door, revealing racks of women's clothing, plus a shoe rack at one end, with different types and sizes of shoes. The clothing was apparently seperated by sizes as well. She was astonished, but it would make it easier to find something to wear.

Catherine stepped over to the rack that held clothing in her size. Looking through the outfits hanging there, she came upon a red dress, with spaghetti straps that were adorned with crystals. The skirt was slim fitting and fairly short. She chose that, and then a pair of red stiletto heels in her size as well. When she came out of the closet, she then noticed a dresser to her left. Opening the doors, she found lingerie in all sizes. She chose a red garter belt with sheer stockings, and nothing else.

Quickly, she pulled on the garter belt and stockings, then slipped into the dress. It fit her as if it had been made for her, showing off her slender well-formed legs. Smiling, she put on the heels, which made her legs appear even longer. Gazing into the full-length mirror, she nodded. "Now, just make-up and hair, and I'll be ready." she said to herself. Walking back to the door, she stepped back into the hallway.

"Henry," she called, "I need to fix my face and hair before we go. Can I have my purse?"
 
Henry Wilkins

"Henry," she called, "I need to fix my face and hair before we go. Can I have my purse?"

I watched Catherine enter the spare bedroom and fixed myself a glass of scotch and lit a cigar. Sitting down on the couch i flicked on the tv to watch some news highlights as i waited for her to get dressed. Time passed and i pondered going to check on her until i heard her words.

Looking around the lounge room i spotted her purse and striding towards the spare bedroom entered it and put the purse down on the small table near the mirror. My eyes roamed over Catherine before our eyes met, smiling i stepped closer as my thoughts turned to words.

"Great choice in clothes there Catherine, cum join me in the lounge room when you are ready to go."
 
Catherine Buchanan

A few moments after Catherine called to him, Henry entered the room, carrying her purse. He set it down on a table and looked her up and down, smiling his approval.

"Great choice in clothes there Catherine, cum join me in the lounge room when you are ready to go."

She nodded and he left her to her own devices. She re-entered the bathroom, and began applying her makeup carefully. She had been doing this for so many years now, she could make it appear as if she wasn't really wearing much, when in fact, she was. She outlined her eyes, and finished with a shade of lipstick that matched the dress perfectly. She was glad she'd recently had a french manicure. After finishing brushing her fawn-coloured locks to a high shine, she gave herself one last glance in the mirror, then left the room.

Catherine followed the sound of the television to the lounge, where Henry was waiting for her. "I'm ready when you are," she said.
 
Henry Wilkins

"I'm ready when you are,"

Having returned to the lounge briefly i headed towards my bedroom. Putting on a black shirt and tight black denim jeans i returned to the lounge room to wait for Catherine. Smiling i occasionally i wondered just how far we could take this together .

Hearing footsteps across the carpeted floor and looking up into her eyes i smiled and stood up. Flicking the remote i grabbed my leather jacket and gently put my hand on her hip.

"Catherine we can of course choose a different venue if you wish us to."
 
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