office. Yes! she thought. Seducing Mr. Roberts had become an exciting game for Marie. She wanted to have him the way young people wanted to consume new things.
She got her cleaning supplies and headed up to his bedroom to get the laundry. She paused as she passed by his office doorway.
“So what do you do anyway? If you don’t mind me asking?” Marie said.
“Not at all. I’m in finance. Mostly, I manage the family trust, but I have some side businesses as well. I just don’t like being in an office when I have such a beautiful home with beautiful things in it,” he said. He smiled as he said this and his eyes drifted to her breasts.
Her nipples had hardened while she was standing there and she could feel her juices starting to flow in her pussy. She loved him enjoying her body. Goosebumps formed over her entire body as the energy from his appreciative eyes landed on her.
“I appreciated your compliment earlier. That was very kind of you. And not to overdo it here, but I must say, your breasts are fantastic. I have been lucky enough to have seen many breasts in my time and yours are by far the most perfectly formed. Have you ever modeled? You should seriously consider it. Oh, what am I saying? If you do that, I’ll lose my live show twice a week. Scratch that. Forget I said anything.” His tone was playful.
He shifted in his seat slightly. Marie wondered if it was because he wanted to do more than look. He was silent and Marie stood in the doorway a minute longer hoping he would come over and take her on his desk. But he didn’t. She said thank you again and continued up to his bedroom.
Why won’t he make the first move? she thought. She guessed he thought that would be improper. She dropped her cleaning supplies and went straight to his huge bed. She pulled off the plush comforter and bounced onto the mattress. She slowly rubbed her whole body against the satiny sheets.
Marie remembered the brief flash of movement she noticed the last time she was on his bed. She couldn’t be sure, but she thought he had been watching her masturbate. What he didn’t know is that she had been doing it to visions of him fucking her. There would be no mystery this time. She would make sure he heard her and then invite him in herself.
She shut her eyes and placed one hand on her breast and the other on her cunt. She stuck two fingers inside her slick pussy and brought the juices out to her clitoris. She rubbed circles around it with her fingers while pinching her nipple with her other hand.
“Ooooohhhh,” she moaned loudly. She opened her eyes hoping to see Mr. Roberts but the bedroom doorway was still empty.
She started rhythmically fingering herself with her two fingers—pushing them in as deep as they could go and pulling them out again, her hot wetness covering her hand more and more each time. She was squeezing her breast hard--feeling the soft tissue push together in her grip.
She moaned over and over again with her eyes open watching the door. After five minutes she spotted his curly blonde hair and one eye bending around the doorway to get a view. His body was out of sight. Before she could smile at him his head disappeared.
“Mr. Roberts, sir? Can you come in here for a sec? I need your help with something,” she purred.
His body appeared in the doorway, his erection obvious. He smiled his usual smile, but there appeared to be a bit of strain in it. Marie guessed it was from not being able to relieve himself from all of the pent up blood engorging his large cock. She thought her body could be of service to him for just that chore.
“I see you have taken a liking to my bed. Don’t worry. I’m not mad. In fact, it suits you.”
Marie wasn’t worried. She had her legs spread and was still fingering her pussy.
“Please come stand over here,” she asked.
“Okay.” Marie could see the profile of his erect penis as he walked.