Worlds Apart (Open)

Richard felt her begin to really fuck him. He knew she wanted release, and he was more then happy to give her the release she so needed. He continued to play with her nipples, kneading them with his fingers, until she finally leaned in closer for her kiss.

It was then he began to tease her hips with his fingertips as she went up and down.

Finally he began to thrust up with his hips, matching her downward motions. If it was release she wanted, he was going to give it to her and then some.
 
Ophelia moaned at the feel of his hands on her breasts and the kiss she gave him was full of he passion that seemed to sing in her veins at that moment.

She was beyond rational thought now. She might regret this later but for now her approaching orgasm demanded that she not stop. Her hips thrust faster and faster and now he was thrusting to. Her clit was being rubbed and the friction brought her climax even closer.

She could feel her body begin to shake but she didn't stop, if anything her movements got more frantic as she could feel it so close. Suddenly she stiffened and her body convulsed, her stomach tightening, her pussy contracting around his cock as the relief she had been seeking finally broke over her. He kept thrusting in and out of her as her hands grabbed onto his bare flesh, her body trembling above him. She could feel the heavy flow of her juices on his cock as he continued to thrust, her pussy grasping and squeezing him but her mind was now a million miles away, lost in a state of bliss.
 
Richard felt her body convulse, her pussy tighten around his swollen member. He could no longer stand it. He knew she was cumming all over his cock, as he could feel it dripping.

But now he was himself too close. He continued to thrust into her, and finally with a gasp he exploded inside of her. His warm semen intermixing with her own juices.

He brings her head down to kiss her lips. "That was good."
 
Ophelia could feel him release his own orgasm shortly after she did, her pussy tightening and milking everything from him. With a last shudder, she collapsed on his chest with him still in her, too tired to move.

He kissed her and she responded but when he said,"That was good." she suddenly remembered where and with whom she was with.

Oh god! What had she done? She had definately broken every unwritten law about crossing social lines and if word got out about it what would her employers think? She was pretty sure that Richard was simply taking advantage of a good lay and that he would not hesitate to tell his friends how he had 'nailed a cute little maid working for the Worthingtons'.

"Oh god," She said out loud sliding from him and starting to search for her clothes on hands and knees as she didn't know where exactly they had went to when they were taken off. She could feel the cum sticky on her thighs and knew she must look a sight.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," She said as she gathered her things,"This shouldn't have happened. I don't know why I let this happen. I just...I have to go...I have to...be at work in the morning..."
 
Richard was lying on his back, enjoying the afterglow of they sex that they just had, thinking of the next round of sex that they would be having in just a few moments.

He imagined her draped across his desk, her legs spread as she hung onto it for dear life, as he pounded into her from behind. Or perhaps he would lay her on the desk, have her legs get pressed against his shoulders, as he took her that way.

But then she started screaming and panicing. She leaped of of his cock, and started scrambling for her clothes. Richard's mind instantly flashed lawsuit.

He finally stands up, and lightly takes her hand. "Did you not like it?" He asks a bit worried.
 
Opheila stopped scrambling for her clothes as he grabbed her hand and she sighed at the question.

"No, no," She said,"I mean no, I did enjoy it, it was great, but...well, I mean its just that you are you and I am me and for a minute we were caught up in something wild but once I leave here and go back to the mansion, if word gets out that I had wild sex with one of the bosses friends." Opheila groaned to think about it. "All that effort you made to save my job will be worthless."

She sat down heavily on the floor and looked at him. "I let your good looks and charm get to me and now here I am. It was great but I'm just not on the same social status as you and, where you can afford a one night stand with those beneath you, well, the people I work for wont like one of their servants having that intimate of a contact with one of their friends. Especially one who can tell them not to fire her."

Looking at Richard sitting there, naked before her, thoughts of what just happened filled her mind and she could feel her body tingling and wanting more. What the hell was wrong with her.

Putting her head in her hands, she groaned and tried to turn off the image and replace it with one of her being a low paying maid forever because she couldnt get the money up for college.
 
Richard listens to Ophelia. "So what makes you think this is only a one night stand?" Asks Richard, "And actually you have it slightly wrong. You sleping with me many would consider to be a good thing. Think of the blackmail possibilities."

He sits down next to her and puts his arm over her shoulder. He looks back at the couch, "Couldn't have sat on the couch or the desk, had to go for the floor?" He asks teasingly.

"But I do not feel ashamed about what we did, I'm glad it happened. It was quite rewarding." He says, as his fingers move down her side.
 
Ophelia shivered as his finger ran down her side and she laughed at his question as much as herself.

"What makes me think this is a one night stand?" She said with amusement, "What else could it be? I don't exactly run in the best of circles and you couldn't exactly take someone so unsophistcated to any of your parties or whatever."

She shook her head but found herself leaning against him as he held her. "I can just see it now. Yes, this is Lea, no, she doenst belong to a country club, no, her parents aren't leaders in the industry, what does she do? Well, she's a maid you see..." Ophelia chuckled again. "I bet that would go over good with your high society friends."

"And I don't think you would exactly fit in at the local thrift store or super store watching me pinch pennies or playing on park swings because I have no money for a movie."

Still she didnt feel like moving from his arms so she just lay her head on his shoulders while they talked.

"Besides, aren't the wealthy famous for their one night stands? I thought that was kind of a running theme?"
 
"Not sophisticated? You are more sophisticated then the girl I was dating last night." Repleies Richard, as he let his hand touch the side of her breast. "And yes, I have been known to do the occasional one night stand, I think I would like more from this."

Now his hand is beginning to massage her breast, as his hand makes it way around her body.

"And as for swingsets, I have done the occassional girl on a swing set before, so I've gone there."
 
Ophelia moaned softly as his hand brushed her breast but she didn't fight when he took her in his arms, dropping the articles of clothing she had gathered up back onto the floor.

"Done a girl on a swing," She said teasingly. "An office, a swing, is there any place you wont try?" She laughed and put her arms around his neck, tickling it with her fingers. "You must be very flexible."
 
Richard had to think about it. "No, not really, was there somepalce specific you were thinknig about for trying?" He asks with a mischevious smile.
 
Ophelia burst out laughing at his answer. Damn but he was charming.

"No, no," she said still laughing,"Nothing specific but I am sure you could come up with some very interesting ideas given half a chance."

Brushing his lips with hers, she settled down on his lap. "Just lets not try the file room. At least not until you get the air conditioner fixed."
 
Richard kisses Ophelia. "Oh no, not the file room." He looks over at his large, flat and empty desk. "I was thinking somewhere a little bit closer."

He begins to nuzzle her neck, enjoying the taste of her. "Are you feeling better now?" He asks in a whisper.
 
She sighed as he nuzzled her neck, tipping her head and giving him access to it.

"Yes, I'm feeling better," She said softly,"Did you say all those things to make me feel better or did you mean them?"

Then what he said suddenly sunk in. "A bit closer? You mean again?" She couldnt help a bit of mirth. "Insatiable, aren't you?"
 
Richard paused, as what Ophelia said was a bit of a paradox. "So if I meant what I said, then the goal was to not make you feel better, but if you feel better, then I could not have meant what I said?" He asks, since he figured someone might be a little bit more in the mood then she would like to claim.

"Yes, I am insatiable." He says with a smile, "But if you would rather not..."
 
Opheila laughed. She seemed to do that alot around him. "Should we start taking score on who wins what discussion? I think you are a few ahead of me by now."

When he suggested that they didn't have to if she didn't want to, she sighed. "What I want and what my head says is best for me are two different things. However," She bent her head to kiss him long and hard, her hands running through his hair.

When she broke the kiss, she looked at him, small breaths coming from parted lips,"I am not real good at listening to my head most of the time."
 
Richard returned the kiss as he lets his hands squeeze her breasts. He looks into her eyes, and with a smile, "So what does your body say anyway?"
 
Ophelia smiled at him, squirming deliciously as he played with her breasts, her pussy already reacting to his touch on her.

"My body says that if we do it on the floor this time than it will punish me by becoming stiff for a week."

Laughing, she added,"Do you have somewhere that isn't as narrow as the couch but not as hard as the floor?"
 
Richard lets his hand move lower to between Ophelia's legs. He begins to feel her wetness. "I was thinking of having you hang onto the desk, standing, as I take you from behind. No floor marks that way." He says, as he lets one finger enter her pussy.
 
As his hand began to slide along her wet lips, Ophelia gasped and moaned. It took no time at all before her body began to react to his touch once again.

She shivered and hung on to him for a moment. "If you keep that up," She moaned,"I wont give a damn about the floor." Pulling away reluctantly, she stood and took his hand, pulling him over to the desk and leaning up against it, wrapping her arms around his neck and beginning to kiss along it as she pressed her body up to his.

There was no question that she didn't mind his suggestion in the least.
 
"I'll make you a promise, if you're too sore tomorrow, I'll give you a full body massage." He wraps his arms around her, and lifts her from the floor to the desk. It is cool to the touch, but just the right height for what they are about to do.

Richard looks into her eyes, as his once again rock hard cock slides into her. She feels herself getting pushed back but not pushed down, so her tushy soreness will be lessened.

"Put your legs on my shoulders, I want you nice and tight."
 
Ophelia couldnt believe that he was talking about tomorrow. He had said he wanted something more than a one night stand but it only now sunk in.

She shivered at the cold touch of the desk but that was forgotten as soon as she felt his cock slide all the way into her. Her back came up off the desk and an 'mmmmm' of pleasure came from her as if she were a cat purring.

Lifting her legs, she placed them over his shoulders, wriggling a bit closer to the edge of the desk to position them and giving a moan as his manhood snuggled tightly in her wet passage.
 
With er back arched, her breasts pushed into the air, which just made Richard want her even more. His cock became a bit harder, and now that she was ready, he started.

Grabbing her hips, Richard began to slide in and out of her. Unlike their passion from before, Richard did this one slower. He let her tight pussy and his large cock get the full effect. Sliding it in and out of her.

She was still wet from her previous orgasms and he find she was easily slid in and out of. This was what he had wanted earlier after lunch. To take her on the desk.
 
Small moans came from Ophelia as her filled her over and over again. She pushed her hips toward him wanting to get all of him inside of her. The friction of his slow thrusts was maddening but the pleasure was wonderful.

"Yess," She moaned out to him as he continued taking her slow, the tightness of having her legs over his shoulder adding to the building pleasure. "Ohh, yes, that feels wonderful."
 
"Are you ready for faster?" He asks with a tease, as he begins to slide in and out of her quicker. Still not a complete onslaught, but a litle bit quicker.

He wanted her to forever enjoy their first time. It was not going to be their last time either. He was doing it nice and slow, so that when her orgasm hits, it'll be quite the big one.
 
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