The Office (Closed)

Matt listened, grinning like the cheshire cat. Yvonne was pushing his buttons now more than giving out specific fantasies, but it was rather effective. He wouldn't force her to get a tattoo, or piercings, and he damn sure wouldn't just share her around, but the imagery was compelling. His massage slowly ended and he gave her another brief tickle, then set both her feet in his lap.

"Thank you Yvonne, those are wonderful fantasies."

His hands undid the fly of his suit trousers and fished out his mostly hard cock.

"Now, take out those big tits and play with them while your feet are on my cock."
 
Yvonne shaped her silk stocking clad feet around Matt's cock, and began to stroke him gently, feeling him swell and grow under her attention.

She smiled at him, and took her breasts out of her cami, and began to play with them, plucking and rolling the nipples, pinching them, and moaning.

"OOOooh Matt, you make me soooooooo hot!!"

She held his shaft between her feet, and began to jack him off with her feet!
 
Matt smiled, watching Yvonne as she played with her breasts and ran her feet along his shaft. He just enjoyed the sensations for a bit, eyes sparkling when he spoke again.

"Not bad, thank you Pet. I'll give you a choice tonight, option A or B. And no, you don't get any more details. What happens tonight is based on what you choose."

His hands slipped into his lap and caught her feet, halting the motion, but he nodded at her breasts and her hands resumed massaging her large but very perfect tits.

"So, Pet, which is it to be?"
 
Yvonne considered her options wondering what they might be?? She also wondered if there was an option, but perhaps he was messing with her head!

She chewed her lips thinking and analysing a and b, for a long time, over thinking everything! Then she giggled as she realised what she was doing!
She was mentally doing rock paper scissors! How silly was that??!

"I'll take A please Sir!!"
 
"I was hoping for option A little one."

Matt returned Yvonne's feet to the ground.

"Into the bedroom, remove everything but that camisole, then on your hands and knees on the bed. I'll be in shortly."

He watched her hurry off to the room. While she got into the proper position Matt cleaned the table. When he went into the room and she was positioned properly he smiled, and found a blindfold. When her vision was cut off he moved around in front of her and stripped. He was sure she knew what was going on, then he pressed his erection to her lips.

"Go on Pet."
 
Yvonne was literally shaking with desire, as she stumbled into the bedroom, rushing, eager. She stripped to just the camisole that he told her to keep on, and she took up the prescribed position.

She wriggled her ass as she heard him enter the room, and then she shuddered as he blindfolded her, little waves of passion went through her.

She heard him strip, and then she felt his dick at her mouth, and she began to lick and suck him, her mouth eager for him.
 
Matt could see Yvonne quivering with desire as she began to suck on him. She had learned the particular things he enjoyed very quickly, and knew just what to do to give him the most pleasure. While she sucked, licked, and pleasured him, he took the dildo he'd grabbed after she was blindfolded and leaned over her.

"You may cum tonight only if you do so without touching your clit."

His words delivered, the dildo slipped into her very wet sex, and slowly started moving in and out while she sucked him.

"A very pretty spit-roasted Pet I have."
 
Yvonne blushed at his words.

"A very pretty spit-roasted Pet I have."

She sucked on him for all she was worth, using every trick she had ever known, and every little nuance he had taught her.

The dildo pumping her pussy made her moan, and if she had wanted to touch her clit before, now she wanted it 100 times more, having been told she couldnt do it!!

She whimpered, as she took all she could of him, relaxing her throat, to take him dee.
 
"I bet you'd give anything to reach back and stroke that clit of yours, wouldn't you?"

Yvonne was working harder on his erection, and he mimicked those actions with the dildo, pumping her deeper and wiggling it around inside her. Matt could tell she was very very horny, but the lack of clitoral stimulation made it slightly more difficult for her to achieve orgasm.

"Would you be willing to make a deal to play with your clit Pet?"
 
"I bet you'd give anything to reach back and stroke that clit of yours, wouldn't you?"

Yvonne's eyes flew to his, and she nodded frantically, her clit throbbing at the thought of being touched, pinched, rubbed, stroked!!

"Would you be willing to make a deal to play with your clit Pet?

She nodded again, and pulled off of Matt's dick, looking up at him.

"God Yes!! Yes! Anything!!" she whispered.
 
Matt smiled and lovingly caressed Yvonne's face.

"I'll hold you to that Yvonne. One hand may touch your clit."

As she reached down her body Matt eased the head of his dick between her lips again and resumed thrusting into her mouth and fucking her deeply with the dildo. He knew she would be on edge very quickly.

"No cumming until I do though since you're touching your clit."
 
Briefly, Yvonne wondered what she had let herself in for! But then, all thoughts left her head, as her hand found her swollen, throbbing little bundle of nerves.

She flicked her clit, and was very quickly on the brink of an orgasm, so she had to ease off, letting herself come down a little, as she worked Matt with her tongue, as he fucked her face.

She moaned and whimpered, and begged with her eyes, and then, as as she felt his first jet of cum, she pinched her clit and exploded, cumming hard!!
 
Matt admired how Yvonne fought to keep herself in check as he had ordered. She didn't over stimulate herself, just pushed as much as she dared while her tongue danced faster and faster over his skin. Before too long he felt himself starting to cum. Leaving the dildo in her body he gripped her hair and roughly fucked her face for a few thrusts before he started cumming. He pushed down as far as she could take him and poured his load into her throat while she quivered and came.

He didn't move very much while Yvonne panted and rode the seemingly endless waves of her orgasm. When at long last they subsided, he slowly withdrew the toy from her dripping cunt, teasing her sex just a little with it before he set it aside.

"Sleep now Pet, tomorrow night I'm going to cash for your clit touching."
 
Yvonne cuddled into him, her head on his chest, drawing idle patterns on his chest as she dozed off.

"Love you baby" she murmured before she fell asleep.

Tuesday morning, she was up with the lark, showered, dressed, and in her car, before she thougt of Matt, still sleeping. She wanted to get an early start, today, as she had to head to Chicago tomorrow afternoon.

Almost an hour had gone by, when she recalled that she had turned off the alarm, so that it didn't go off when she was in the shower. She buzzed for Matt, but he was not yet as his desk.

She rang home, and there was no reply, then she rang his cell phone, again, no reply.

She spent the next 30 minutes pacing the office, hoping nothing had happened to him, when she spied him rushing to his desk outside. Before he sat down she was buzzing.

"Matt, you're late!!" That was primarily for the benefit of their colleagues, whom she did not wish to know about their relationship. "A moment of your time, please!"
 
When Matt woke Tuesday morning he was alone in the bed. Yvonne was almost obsessive it seemed about being punctual. He stretched and half turned, glancing at the clock. The adrenaline rush when he saw the time removed any lingering traces of sleep from his system. It was late.

Cursing profusely he jumped from the bed, showered and brushed his teeth in record time, changed rapidly, and bounded towards his car. Of course it chose that morning to give him a bit of a hard time starting. More profanity and a minute or so later it did start and he was off towards the office. But, it seemed Murphy was watching out for him. There was an accident of some sort that delayed his trip even more. Matt reached for his cell to call Yvonne and explain, but it was dead. He poked around his things for a minute or two, naturally no car charger.

It took more self control than he thought he possessed, but Matt didn't scream long and loud out the car window. Eventually he arrived at work, and hadn't even dropped off his briefcase when his intercom buzzed and Yvonne asked for him. Matt dropped his things at his desk, found a wall charger for his phone and plugged it in, then went into Yvonne's office.

"Sorry Ms. Summers, traffic accident and my phone was dead. I promise it was a total anomaly."

When the door closed behind him he caught sight of the worry in her eyes.
 
"Matt, I rang you! I rang home, and then I tried your cell! You're NEVER late for work!! " God, she realised she was going to come off as unhinged here, to be worrying so, so she covered it with annoyance. "We have so much to get done before Chicago! I need you here, at your desk, staying on top of things!!"

She was breathing hard, visibly upset, appearing more angry than anything else.

"That'll be all Matt, you're dismissed!"

He began to go to the door, and as he opened it, she said loudly "and I require a powerpoint presentation of the benefits of our analytical systems, as opposed to a conventional system, to show to Chicago!"
 
"Matt, I rang you! I rang home, and then I tried your cell! You're NEVER late for work!! "

"Yvonne, I was out of the house when you called there, and my cell phone was dead, I didn't have my car charger. I'm sorry, it was just a perfect storm of things going wrong."

Matt could tell she was more worried that annoyed, but that was how she chose to cover it. It wasn't his fault she turned off the alarm, it damn sure wasn't his fault there was an accident. Yet it seemed she was blaming him for it. Whatever, if she needed to do this to help herself cope so be it.

"And I require a powerpoint presentation of the benefits of our analytical systems, as opposed to a conventional system, to show to Chicago!"

"Yes ma'am."

When Matt sat back at his desk he realized he was clenching his jaw. There was no reason to be tense, had this happened before they started seeing each other her reaction would have been much the same. Was that what was bothering him? No, it wasn't that. He mulled it over as he started putting together the presentation materials.
 
The day passed quickly. Yvonne buzzed Matt several times, demanding this and that, sent him out to get her a salad for lunch, and, when he came back, she told him she no longer wanted it, as she was being taken to lunch by Adam Wallace, Head of Finance.

Three hours later, she returned, mellowed out a little, as she had had two glasses of wine with their long lunch. Later that day, she called everyone to a staff meeting in the conference room, where she proceeded to praise two staff members for their hard work, and malign the remainder who needed to improve. She didn't mention Matt either way.

Then she dropped the bombshell, that two staff member were to be transferred to corporate HQ, and would not be replaced, their work load would be redistributed by Matt. All eyes swung to him, as though he might have had prior knowledge of this.

"Iron all this out Matt, then do a dummy run with the powerpoint, to ensure it goes smoothly - particularly the photographs, I dont want them coming in sideways. The proof my speach. Everyone, I am away from tomorrow afternoon for the remainder of the week, as is Matt - anything that needs deciding on, he can do it before he goes. I dont want phonecalls while I'm away - sort it now!"

With that, she swung on her 5" patent pump, and strode out of the room, the cries of outrage filling her ears as she left. For one instant she thought perhaps she was being a little unfair to Matt, but she dismissed it.
 
Matt spent much of his work day doing the presentation Yvonne would need, finding graphs and information then putting it together in a smooth format. It took time, spacing things out properly, resizing charts, but it came pretty easily to Matt. Of course Yvonne had him running other errands as well, but nothing really got to him until lunch. She sent him out for a salad that she then decided she didn't want and instead went out with one of the other managers.

That was they type of thing that had annoyed Matt before, and it annoyed him now too. Sending him out on pointless excursions was a waste of time that he could put towards something more productive. Instead he was out of the office for almost half an hour and wound up working through his lunch break to make sure it was as close to ready as possible. It didn't bother him that she went out with another man, she'd done that before and he wasn't jealous.

Then came the meeting. He was used to not being mentioned in these, even if his work had been exceptional she usually didn't compliment him in meetings. Besides, he hadn't become her personal assistant for the personal glory. Of course she followed that up by announcing the loss of two staff members who weren't going to be replaced. Instead everyone's work load would be increased.

She was out the door before the reality set in, leaving him to clean up. Matt spent the next several minutes simply trying to calm everyone down, then answering questions. He hadn't had any knowledge of this, no he didn't know if they'd be replaced later, he hadn't heard if the office would be closing, and on and on it went. Finally everyone seemed resigned to their fates, and Matt did his best to split up the resulting increase of work. When it was all finally sorted he went back to his desk and stared blankly at the screen.

He sat like that for a few minutes, collecting his thoughts. Then he got back to work, even giving the presentation a quick trial run on his computer to be sure it was all working properly.
 
Yvonne was riding him extra hard, and she knew it. But she was terrified to give herself away by going easier on him, and everyone would notice that, so instead she was swinging the opposite way!

She sat in her office, clearing her head, and put on some relaxing music, Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto No 1 and she stretched, and then began a to do list. She recalled that two suits she wanted for Chicago were in the cleaners, and she buzzed Matt, and asked him to run down for them.

Then she ran though her ideas for the meeting, what she expected to achieve, and how she was going to do that.
 
Matt was nearing his first draft of the presentation being done when Yvonne buzzed him and asked for him to get her dry cleaning. He almost welcomed the chance to walk and clear his head a little bit. He knew the two suits she was talking about, and took some time getting to the cleaners and back. It wasn't procrastination, it was just a few minutes to keep his head clear.

When he got back to the office, things seemed to have settled down again. Everyone was working diligently on their tasks, and Matt knocked once on Yvonne's door before bringing her suits in for her inspection.

"The first draft of the presentation is about done Yvonne, if you'd like to see it and make any tweaks to it."
 
As he brought in the suits, Yvonne tossed him her car keys.

"Hang them in my car Matt!"

She clicked on her email, and found the powerpoint presentation, and began to peruse through it.

She emailed him back.

"It looks pretty good. I need to think on whether I want to include a few things, my you can tweak it in the morning if necessary before we go."

She knew she had given him shit today, and he had taken it, but she enjoyed pressing his buttons.

"Now, we're done for the day, lets go!"
 
Matt caught the keys Yvonne tossed at him and went down to hang them in the back of her car. She usually enjoyed pushing his buttons, she wasn't malicious about it, but Yvonne needed to be sure she knew how to get at someone she worked with. It was fine, she wasn't treating him any differently than before they'd begun sleeping together.

When he got back there was an email from her about the presentation. Of course he could add or subtract anything she wanted from it, now that it was assembled and ready to go he could navigate around it easier. He knocked on her door and went in. It was nearing closing time, but he had something specific in mind.

Making sure the door was closed and the intercom disabled, he moved around behind her and rubbed her shoulders for a minute or so.

"No Pet, we're staying here for a while tonight. I have plans for you."

With a soft kiss to the back of one ear he went back outside her office and resumed looking busy while the rest of the office went home for the night.
 
Matt's words gave her pause. He had plans??? Here??? Was he serious??!!

Yvonne was appalled, but.................... she was horribly turned on. Oh God!! She banged her head against the desk, the role reversal suddenly difficult in this new environment.

The sound of her heart beating, hammering against her ribcage (as she imagined it) filled the room, or at least, it filled her ears, drowning out all sound.

She waited, and waited and waited.

She rang a few people, giving them jobs, staving off the inevitable, both craving and dreading what was to come. To her horror, she heard Matt dismiss the remaining staff, the ones she had tried to use as a shield.

Shit!!
 
Matt could see the moment of panic in Yvonne's eyes when he mentioned that he had plans for her. It brought a smile to his face that he deliberately hid from her as he sat at his desk again. Yvonne did everything she could to keep people as long as possible, though that was hardly out of character for her. In the end he thanked the remaining people and told them they could go home.

When he was absolutely certain there was no one in the office but him and Yvonne he locked the front door and sat at his desk finishing up menial things. Mostly he was playing with Yvonne's mind. Then he buzzed the intercom.

"Ms. Summers, if you could come out here for a moment."

He figured a little role reversal was in order. One of the fantasies she'd given him last night involved the office and him being in charge. While he would never dream of doing this when anyone could catch them, they were perfectly safe now.
 
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