The Office (Closed)

Matt could tell Yvonne wanted to please him, and sighed softly as she increased her tempo before his orgasm hit him. She took him deep as he came and swallowed all of him before licking her lips and crawling back up his body to snuggle close to him.

"Mmm, alright little one. Let's shower and pack. We don't want to miss our flight."

He stood and offered his hand, then changed his mind and scooped Yvonne into his arms and carried her into the bathroom and got the water started.
 
The hot water, gushing down on top of her woke Yvonne up from any lethargy she was feeling, following her activities early that morning. It was invigorating, and she spent time washing Matt, lavishing her attention on him. She massaged his shoulders, and then his back, working all the kinks out.

Of course, she hadn't forgotten his earlier promise, so to ensure he was in the mood, she pushed him back against the shower wall, and then stepped back, and spent the next ten minutes putting on quite a show as she soaped every inch of her body, in the most seductive way.
 
Matt leaned against the wall of the shower and watched as Yvonne made a display of herself. He liked it, she was definitely beautiful, and that she was so clearly trying to arouse him made it a very intimate and personal thing. He was definitely aroused by the time she was washing the soap from her body.

"I think it's time for yours little one."

He moved suddenly, spinning Yvonne around and crushing her breasts against the wall. Her legs parted at his touch and he jerked her hips back roughly and then guided himself into her.

"I'm feeling... rough right now."

Matt bent and bit Yvonne's ear as he began thrusting into her.
 
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"I'm feeling... rough right now."

Yvonne braced herself, and cried out as she felt his teeth on her ear, his hands on her hips, and she whimpered.

"Yes, I want it rough!"

Dark desire pooled deep in her loins, and the throbbing of her clit, her arousal spiked by his words, more so than by the display she had made of herself.

"Now, please!"
 
"Now, please?"

Matt mimicked her words, biting her ear again, then down onto her shoulder as he roughly fucked her.

"So polite. Very well trained little one."

His hips moved faster now, pulling her hips out to his, fucking hard and fast, growling audibly every time their hips slapped wetly together and his cock buried itself in her depths.
 
She was beyond words.

Matt held her fast, and rode her with a feral abandon, his teeth marking her shoulder, and she was reminded suddenly of a stallion taking a mare. She would have smiled at the image, had she been able, as it was she moaned and panted, and relished her ravishment.
 
Matt ravished Yvonne thoroughly, thrusting hard and fast, holding her still and forcing her to accept his attentions as her breasts were pushed into the wall of the bathtub. After a bit he finally slammed home one more time and came hard inside of her, his teeth sinking again into her shoulder as he did so.
 
Yvonne cried out, the hot spurts of Matt's cum inside her, sending her over the edge, making her cum too. It was earth shattering, and she had to cling to the sides of the tub for support, unsure if her legs would hold her up. Not that Matt would allow her to fall, she knew that. He was totally dependable, and she trusted him more than she would have imagined possible. Perhaps it was partly the nature of their relationship, but it was also him, and his character.

Exhausted, she managed to disengage, and turn in his arms, kissing him deeply.

"Thank you! That was awesome!!!!"
 
Matt held Yvonne tightly, he could see her legs shaking, as they recovered. He gently set them against one wall and relaxed there with her as the warm water washed over them. It felt very good.

"You're welcome little one. And yes, that was awesome."

His lips found the marks on her shoulder and gently kissed them, swirling his tongue over the teeth marks as breathing slowly returned to normal.
 
Yvonne clung to him, allowing the hot water to wash over them both, fighting back a stupid rush of tears. Her emotions were all at the surface, and she knew today was the day they left, to go home, back to their real lives. If she had a choice she would remain on holiday with Matt, in that bubble, unrealistic world, where work, career pressures, and life in general didn't intrude.

Here, everything was perfection between the two of them, but the reason for the break was still fresh in her mind. She had balked at their relationship, and had run from him, and only Matt's persistance had forced her to realise what they had, and how precious that was. Once they got back, Matt's new job would be taking him away a lot more and............. Stop it!! She had to mentally check herself.

Matt was her fiance, what they had was real and tangible, and she was as determined as he to make it work. Resting her head on his chest, as she drew patterns on his hips with her fingernails, she spoke.

"I was thinking....... when we go home, how about we sell my place, and pick out someplace new... for both of us"
 
Matt held Yvonne close, feeling her body against his was very nice. She seemed to be working through some emotions, and Matt kissed her neck softly.

"I wouldn't say the way ahead is easy, but I know damn well I wouldn't want it with anyone other than you."

Just whispers into her ear, he'd sound like an idiot if she was thinking of something else. Still, Matt had good instincts and was more than willing to follow them in this case. He beamed at her words.

"Definitely. A place for the two of us. I know I'll be gone for a bit, but I'll call you every night. I think it'll be fun telling you what I expect you to do to yourself in my physical absence."

His lips found hers again as they stood and turned off the water.

"Let's pack up and not worry too much about it. As long as we trust each other we'll be fine. Plus when I'm done I'll be your bosses boss and I'm more than willing to keep him in line."
 
That was why she loved him so. He always knew just what to say to reassure her, to shore up any doubts she had. He was perfect!

She rose on her tip toes and kissed him, then climbed out the shower, and handed a large towel to Matt, while she wrapped another around herself.

" I know I'll be gone for a bit, but I'll call you every night. I think it'll be fun telling you what I expect you to do to yourself in my physical absence."


She was excited that he liked her idea of finding a new place together, and his suggested phone sex presented opportunities she hadn't previously considered, and she had to admit, it made her weak kneed.

"Let's pack up and not worry too much about it. As long as we trust each other we'll be fine. Plus when I'm done I'll be your bosses boss and I'm more than willing to keep him in line."

There was that too, and it made her grin. She towelled off her hair, and then went into the bedroom to blow dry it into shape, before they finished off their packing.
 
While Yvonne was blow drying her hair Matt started packing. He left out only the clothes he'd need for the flight back. He packed most of his stuff while naked, then pulled on boxers and shorts but left his upper torso bare for the time being. He watched as Yvonne finished doing her hair and came back out with the towel still around her body.

"Hold still, you look good like that."

Matt had left his camera out and snapped another picture of Yvonne.
 
Yvonne blushed as the flash from the camera caught her off guard. She smiled at Matt, and then struck a pose for another picture.

"That's enough now, or we'll never get our flight!"

Her voice was scolding, but her smile took away the sting.

"Besides, I need to get dressed and pack my case"

It was difficult to pick something suitable - she wanted to look nice, but she always chose something comfortable for the flight, and she was also conscious that it would be cooler when then landed. Finally, she left out a pair of slave sandals, a pair of navy shorts, which reached mid thigh, and then a tank top, with a light fleece which she'd carry in her hand luggage, in case it was over cast when they landed. Everything else was tossed into a case, and then she began to pull on her bra and panties, as she called to Matt.

"Will you have a quick check, make sure we haven't forgotten anything babe?"
 
Matt sighed dramatically and made sure his stuff was properly packed. When he made his way back to Yvonne he caught her hand as she was reaching for her bra.

"No little one. You go without that. You should know better than to order me about."

He smiled, very kind, then kissed her again.

"Now hurry. Plus this way you wont get pulled aside for having an underwire."
 
Yvonne's face burned when she caught her reflection in the mirrored interior of the elevator. While she was far from indecent, it was clear that she was not wearing a bra, and the peaks of her nipples pressed against the soft fabric of her tank top.

They had already paid, so there was no bill to settle with the hotel, but as she strode across the foyer of the hotel, she was acutely aware of her breasts bouncing wildly, and her nipples grazing against the fabric of her top. She glared at Matt, and folded her arms across her front.
 
Matt chuckled at Yvonne's glare, watching as she folded her arms in an attempt to control her breasts.

"Slow down a bit, and don't move your shoulders as much when you walk. You have nothing to be ashamed of, those are perfect breasts. I like showing you off, just remember that you're mine."

Yvonne got a few stares after then got out of the taxi at the airport, but security went smoothly and in no time they were seated waiting for the plane to being boarding.

"This was wonderful, I think we should come back here for our honeymoon."

Matt kissed Yvonne softly, not wanting to create a scene in the airport, but smiled to himself as her nipples tightened again.

"I love you, and nothing else matters. It wont be easy, we both know that, but I promise to love you for the rest of your life."
 
She certainly didn't want to draw unwanted attention in the departure lounge, but she was warmed by Matt's words, and she leaned in and kissed him, running her fingers through his short, dark hair at the nape of his neck.

"I love you so much, and I know that together, we can face whatever fate may throw at us, and for that unknown journey into the future, I couldn't be happier than I am now, knowing that you are at my side, and than I can lean on you, and depend on you, through thick and thin."

Sudden tears shone in her eyes, and she fought to fight them back, as emotion swelled. He was the one, her other half, her soul-mate, the one who completed her. Fate could be fickle, and she would live everyday to the max, cherish him, and the unique bond they shared, grateful for having Matt in her life. He had been there for so long, overlooked in many ways, until chance brought them together, and her life, which up to that point, had been monochrome, burst into brilliant technicolour. She really was a real life Dorethy in Oz!

Conscious of eyes on her, she sat back and smiled at him. They were about to embark on a wonderful future together, and Yvonne couldn't be happier.
 
The End

Strange to think over a year ago those same words graced the final entry of The Cruise. This thread has been a joy to write, and Sally and I would like to offer our thanks to those who've read along with what we've written. Yvonne and Matt have been wonderful, and I will personally miss stepping into Matt's mind from time to time.

Thank you again to those who read along, but for now we close the door on Matt and Yvonne knowing they'll love each other no matter what.
 
Just to reiterate what LR has said so eloquently.

Thanks to all who read along. I personally really enjoyed this thread, and I think Matt, the character created by LR, is everything any woman could want in a man, and I'm going to miss this terribly.

I especially want to publicly thank Last Rider for sharing and creating this story with me. He is a wonderful writing partner, creative, patient, reliable, with a wicked sense of naughtiness.

Thank you so much for making this so special!

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