The Office (Closed)

Matt chuckled at Yvonne's eagerness. He couldn't deny that he was just as excited as she was, but he had to contain it for the moment. His hands opened the toy chest, looking for the paddle. He found it and hefted it for a moment. It was long, kind of resembling a cricket bat, or the silly paddles one finds in a fraternity. Matt headed back out to the living room.

"Well don't you look good enough to eat."

Using the end of the paddle he adjusted her position again, lessening the arch of her back this time, dipping her head, pointing her legs in a different direction.

"There we are."

Her shoes came off next, then the paddle started caressing up her legs before settling against her ass. One swift motion and it landed a stinging blow, then rested there and rubbed a little bit.
 
Although she knew it was coming, Yvonne jumped and yelped when the smack of the paddle came, heating her flesh, and then Matt's hand caressing her skin, his fingertips feeling incredible on her super-sensitized skin.

She struggled to maintain her position, strugged not to wiggle her ass, struggled to wait on Matt, to be patient. She was breathing hard, almsot as if she had been running, but it was from excitement, not exertion.

"Mmmmmmmmm yes!" she moaned, her body throbbing with delight.
 
Matt grinned, watching Yvonne resist the urge to move. She almost seemed to vibrate with her desires. After a few moments of the paddle rubbing the red mark he struck again, and again. They were fast wrist blows, stinging against the skin and drawing little yelps from her.

"Such a good girl."

He leaned over, rubbing the pink skin with his hands, then giving her a harder smack with the paddle.
 
The smacks rained down on her one after another, heating her skin, and making her pussy weep with need. Matt was an expert on this, he spanked her, but then he rubbed and caressed her skin, spreading the heat, and soothing her, making her feel good.

She wriggled her ass at him, looking for more, seeking more, even as she yelp and flinched away from the incoming smack.

"I really enjoyed the club, Matt, I'm so glad you persuaded me to go!"
 
Matt grinned at the way Yvonne's body moved. She wiggled her backside provocatively, then tried to get away from the paddle as it dropped onto her flesh again.

"I'm very glad you enjoyed it."

The paddle fell again, a sharper sound as the wood met her skin. This time he set it aside, she was turning a nice shade of pink, and there were still other things he wanted to do.

"I'm returning the paddle to the chest, while I'm gone I want you to remove those panties and resume this position."

With that he headed into the room and replaced the paddle. He glanced briefly through the toy chest, considering several options before settling on something else. It was small, but he was sure they could have fun with it.
 
Yvonne stood as soon as Matt turned his back to go and put the paddle away, and she shimmied out of her little thong, and threw it on the floor, before resuming the position she had been in earlier.

She waited on him to return, her heart beating excitedly, knowing that he had another surprise in store for her.

She heard his foot steps, and had to fight to stop herself from turning around looking at him like she wanted, eager to find out what he had for her.
 
Matt returned to the room, the singular toy concealed in the palm of one hand. He adjusts her position again, arching her back more and straightening out her legs.

"Good girl. Now that you're ass has been suitable reddened it's time for the fucking you're so anxious for."

Deliberately staying behind her, and making sure she stayed looking forward, Matt removed his pants and kicked them aside, then knelt behind her. Their height difference was just perfect for this, and his erection slipped easily into her dripping snatch.

While he had only one toy in his hand, he'd also brought a bottle with him. Now the lube it held drizzled over the small butt plug he'd brought. As he rocked his hips against her, he spread her cheeks wide and started teasing her anal entrance with the tip of the toy.
 
"Good girl. Now that you're ass has been suitable reddened it's time for the fucking you're so anxious for."

His words excited her no end, and she moaned as he thrust into her. His cock filled her hot, wet tunnel, bottoming out, making her scream with pleasure.

Then she felt it, his finger smearing lube over her ass, and then the plug being pushed into her, spreading her wide, and making her feel incredibly full.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Maaaaatttttttt!!! God! I feel so full, so very full! Its sooooooo gooooood!!!"
 
"That's the point Pet."

When the toy was fully seated into her body he started thrusting harder. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back with each thrust, driving forcefully into her willing body. One of his hands slid from her hip and wrapped lower, finding her clit and tickling the hard nub as she writhed in pleasure.

"Cum now Yvonne, I want to feel you cumming on my big dick."
 
She came hard. She had been needing it for several hours now, and it had built up to a very strong climax. His words alone would have tipped her over the edge, but his finger on her clit intensified everything..

She clenched down hard on him, holding him deep inside her as she bathed his cock in her hot cream.
 
Matt held still, savoring the sensation of her body climaxing around him. It was one of his favorite things in the whole world, this feeling as her walls rippled and her body quivered with the release of pleasure. When she seemed to calm down a little he slowly started thrusting again.

"A nice little benefit of your lovely blow job from the club, I can do this for a while."

His lips found the back of her ear as his thrusting sped up incrementally into her body.
 
The feel of his lips on her neck, her back, her ear, was devine, and she moaned, enjoying him immensely.

She moved a little, and began to thrust back a bit, taking him deeper,. She loved his touch, the way he made her feel, and she soon felt her climax building once again.

She moaned, she whimpered and she shivered with desire, and she managed to hold her position, his cock driving her mad, as it drove her from one climax to the next.
 
Matt wondered just how long he could push Yvonne like this, she was admirably holding the position as she came over and over. Eventually it was going to be too much, Matt was only human after all. Just as he was starting to cum, he pulled the plug from her ass and triggered another more powerful orgasm.

They both collapsed in a sweaty heap when the waves and waves of pleasure finally abated.

"You're amazing Yvonne. Don't ever forget it."
 
She collapsed, totally exhausted from the force of her orgasm, squashed under Matt's big frame, and she loved it!!

She lay there, panting, worn out, happy and content.

"Matt, would you carry me to bed, I don't think my legs are going to work!!?!"
 
Matt chuckled softly at Yvonne's words, quietly wondering if his legs would work either. It took him a moment or two, but he did climb to his feet and scoop Yvonne up into his arms. After slipping her onto the bed he carefully removed her clothing before climbing in with her.

"You're amazing Yvonne. Sleep now, I'll see you in the morning."

His lips found the back of her ear again as they snuggled together and slipped off into the bliss of sleep.
 
They slept, snuggled together, and Yvonne had a big smile on her face, happy and contented, and so fulfilled.

She awoke at some point during the night, and stroked Matt until he was fully hard, when she straddled him, impaling herself, and riding him, first slowly and languidly, and then faster and faster, until the each orgasmed, and then she slumped into sleep once more, sleeping soundly until morning.
 
Matt fell asleep soon after his head hit the pillow, Yvonne's warmth snuggled against him. Sometime in the night he became dimly aware of her fingers on him, stroking his manhood back into full erection. Once he was fully hard she slipped above him and began riding him. Her pacing changed a bit, slower, relaxed, then sped up until they came together again.

She rested beside him again and they fell back into the realm of dreams. The alarm on Matt's cell phone woke them, far too early in his estimation. It took some struggling, he mostly feel out of the bed and pulled through his clothes until he located the offending noise. Of course when he found it he remembered it was Monday, and groaned.

"Come on boss lady, the work week beckons."
 
Matt's words finally pierced her consciousness.

"What??? Oh God! I'm so late!!"

She jumped out of bed, and ran for the shower, annoyed that her usual morning run was to be omitted. She wasn't actaully late, but she liked to be in early, especially after being away for so long.

She finished her shower, and dressed quickly, one of her usual power suits, and then she applied her make up. Forty minutes later, and still more than an hour early, she rushed out of the bathroom, glancing at Matt, looking good enough to eat in his suit. He had made coffee, and had toasted a couple of bagles, but she just ran for the door.

"I need to go in now! follow me in, and Matt, not a word to anyone!!"

Moments later, her car peeled out of the driveway, and she drove quickly to work.
 
It was like a switch had been flipped. Yvonne bolted upright and called about being late. That notion was kind of funny, there was nothing close to being truant about their situation. It was definitely different, seeing Yvonne switch back into work mode so quickly.

When she came out of the shower, drying her hair, a robe around her body, he slipped into the shower. It took him less time than it did her, but that was to be expected. In fact, he was finishing knotting up his tie when she came out wearing make up and mostly dressed. She looked very good, and the image of her sprawled across her desk at work while they fucked sprang into his mind.

"Alright, I'll see you there."

Matt had wondered why Yvonne was always so early. He'd always been early to work, but somehow she was always the first one there. Matt took some time to eat breakfast, and followed her into the office a few minutes later.
 
She hardly strayed from her office all day, going over various items, and she was surprised to note that everything had run smoothly in her absence. She had her secretary set up a meeting with each of her section heads, and Matt, for 3pm, and she went around the table asking each for their report.

Matt of course, had nothing to report, as he had been on holiday too, and she skipped over him with a terse "you will of course, having nothing to report, as you were on vacation" and moved on to the next person.

Finally, feeling she was back in control, she stood, and dismissed them all, as she gathered her documents in the boardroom. Matt seemed to linger in the doorway, and she stared pointedly at him. "You too! Return to you desk, I am sure there is ample work awaiting you there!"
 
Matt returned to his desk for the first time in weeks, and glared with much malice at the work that now awaited him. Calls, memos, emails, all the trappings of the world piled onto his desk. Oh well, nothing could be done about it, except work.

When Yvonne called the start of the day meeting, he sat in his usual chair, and just watched. It was wonderful in a way, to see her just throw a switch and go from the submissive girl to the confident in command woman in charge of the office.

As the meeting broke up, he wound up lingering a moment or two too long and she reminded him to return to his job. It was exactly how she would have talked to him before they'd become involved, it lightened his fears a little. She seemed totally capable of operating, so he would do so as well. Seated at his desk again, wading through return calls or other messages. Fortunately the audit that had slammed them up until the cruise had gone well.
 
Yvonne was totally engrossed in her work, and only realised it was lunch time when her stomach began to rumble.

She buzzed Matt "Tuna salad, no dressing, and a no fat vanilla latte please"

She took her finger off the intercom button, and went back to replying to her emails. There was so much to catch up on, she thought she might need to stay late every night that week.

She checked her schedule. She had a meeting in Chicago on Thursday, so she'd fly up on Wednesday afternoon. She wondered about Matt, should she bring him, or leave him behind. She was uber conscious of showing any favouritism to him, but then, before the cruise, she would often bring him, so that he could arrange everything for her, supply her with any reports she might need, research anything that needed doing........ Ah, to Hell with it, she'd bring him.

Normally, she would ask him if he was free to attend something like the Chicago meeting, but that was mainly as she wasn't sure what his personal life consisted of, now, she saw no need, and simply buzzed him. " reserve two return flights to Chicago, going out on Wednesday afternoon, returning on Friday. Accommodation to be reserved at the Hilton."
 
Matt was making calls, replying to emails, all the usual things. The routine of work settled back around him easily, it was almost unnerving that he could just transform back into the normal Personal Assistant at the drop of a hat.

The intercom on his desk buzzed, and Yvonne's voice came across.

"Tuna salad, no dressing, and a no fat vanilla latte please."

"Yes ma'am."

Double checking his watch, it was definitely lunch time. He was saving his progress and getting ready to head down to the cafe across the street for lunch when the squawk of the intercom came on again.

"Reserve two return flights to Chicago, going out on Wednesday afternoon, returning on Friday. Accommodation to be reserved at the Hilton."

"Right away Ms. Summers."

Matt had always alternated titles when talking to her, occasionally even using her first name. He opened the tab on his desktop that had Yvonne's schedule, just to double check the dates. Yvonne was very good at her job, but he was the more organized, probably the reason he was her assistant instead of the other way around. It took a few minutes to make the arrangements online, he'd call for confirmation after lunch.

Five minutes later, he was back with lunch. He dropped his onto his desk, knocked twice on Yvonne's door, then entered with hers.

"Sorry for the wait."
 
Yvonne was totally uptight, needing to get on top of everything and quick. She was pleased to see that the audit had gone off without a hitch, mostly due to Matt's attention to detail, and strategic preparations.

She heard the knock on her office door, and didn't even glance up when she called out, to come in, but as soon as Matt entered, she sensed him, and glanced up, giving him a smile, and taking her lunch from him.

"Thanks, and I know I haven't said so, but well done on the audit, you did a fine job. Chicago on Wednesday, make sure you're packed."

She hesitated for a moment, then looked up at him again.

"I'm really busy Matt. Hold all my calls for the afternoon, I have several reports to prepared, and I dont need the interuption!!"
 
Matt nodded as Yvonne gave him his instructions. He smiled at her praise, he'd be sure to pass it along to the rest of the office when the chance arose. Everyone had done an admirable job. As he was heading back to his desk he half turned when she told him to hold her calls.

"Sure thing Yvonne."

At his desk he munched his sandwich and scanned through what he had left to do. It was becoming a more manageable pile with every hour. Reclining in his chair he re-ordered the things to do by priority and how quickly he'd be able to cross them off the list. Now he also was going to be taking messages until Yvonne was ready to take calls again.
 
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