“Dammit…” I couldn’t stop myself from cursing. My day just couldn’t be any worse. It was my first day back at work after being held captive on Tony’s island for so long. I guess that I hadn’t exactly come to work in the best of moods this morning… my bad day had started from the moment I woke up… when John wasn’t in bed beside me. I had tried to reason with myself that he probably went to work, but it was so unlike him to leave without waking me up with a kiss goodbye… or even a note to say that he had gone. This morning he had left me with nothing. I couldn’t help but suspect that Kate had something to do with his absence. God, how I wished that John didn’t work with Kate… I could just envision in my minds eye… Kate sauntering into my husbands office under the pretence of needing help with something. My mind was like a ticking time bomb as I strode back to my office… desperately needing to hide out from the world of a psychologist for just a moment.
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My meeting seemed to last for hours. I could feel the headache that had persisted all day long., become worse… much worse. I hated hospital board meetings. It was made worse by the fact that I spent the entire meeting shooting daggers from my eyes at Kate and John. They had come in… ten minutes late… breathless and giggling. John didn’t even acknowledge me. And even though I had a vacant chair next to me… he sat next to Kate. I seethed, my mind raging as I watched the way she edged closer and closer to him… whispering in his ear like lovers… laughing softly when he commented back. From all the way across the other end of the room I could almost hear his deep-throated sexy laugh… and I longed to be the one that he was sitting next to. I wished that I could be whispering sweet nothings in his ear… my hand strategically placed under the
table on his… My eyes darted towards their bodies. I strained to see the placement of their hands. I was relieved when I saw both of John’s hands folded across the table… and no sign of affected breathing in his manner. I know him so well, and I could always tell when he was turned on. Right now… I was safe.
I was so wrapped up in watching them… watching him… that I didn’t even realise that the meeting was over, until Craig came behind me and welcomed me back. I smiled at him briefly, not taking my eyes off John and Kate… who also seemed to be lost in their own little world. I saw John glancing at me, and my eyes darted back to Craig. I laughed at his comments, pretending to be engrossed in what he was saying. But from the corner of my eye I watched as John and Kate gathered their things.
I sat until everyone had left the room, and I let my head fall into my hands. I let out a deep breath, silently chastising myself for being so jealous of her. As much as I didn’t think that John would cheat on me, I didn’t trust Kate… not any more. And I couldn’t bear the thought of him being excited by anyone but me. I couldn’t bear to think of his hands on her body, sending her to the heights of passion… the likes of which he had always reserved for me… and I for him. I smiled as I thought of his lips pressed brutally against mine, the rough skin of his hands massaging my breasts, his hot mouth on my centre. The wetness rushed to my womanhood as I allowed myself a moment to lose myself in my fantasy of being with him… in the same way as we had been before. The same total and complete passion and insatiable desire for one another. My breathing became shaky as I slowly stood to leave the now darkened room. God, how I wanted him. How I always wanted him.
I smoothed my outfit as I stood, making sure that I looked presentable. The fitted black suit was one of my favourites, and it was one of John’s favourites as well. Of course, he had always told me that he preferred me in nothing at all, but now I wasn’t so sure. I picked up my diary and cursed as the contents spilled out onto the floor. “Shit…” I sighed and bent to pick the papers up. When I felt a presence behind me, I was startled and I jolted my head up. I swore loudly when I whacked my head on the side of the conference table. My hands flew up to clutch my aching head and I pursed my lips to stop from crying out from the pain.
Then I felt him behind me. He took my hands from my head and he replaced them with his lips. He brushed his mouth lightly over the area, whispering into my hair. “What’s with the stress?” His tone was playful, and I revelled in it. I allowed my head to rest against him, my pain forgotten. “Why didn’t you look at me even ONCE, during the meeting?” I murmured the question, not particularly caring at this point in time. His hands were slowly sneaking around to the front of my suit pants, and unzipping them swiftly, he slipped his hand inside. I gasped as he cupped my centre. “Marlena, you are so wet…” he spoke excitedly.“What are you doing?” I moaned lustfully, my eyes slamming closed, and my body writhing upwards so that he would continue.
“I can only answer one question at a time, honey…” I could feel him smile into my hair as he inhaled deeply, determined to capture the scent that lingered there. “Right now… I am trying to seduce you…” He nibbled on my ear as two of his fingers traced the lips of my womanhood, teasing, taunting, wanting me to beg for more. “As for the meeting… well… I was so aroused that I couldn’t trust myself to look at you. God honey, you are so sexy…” He removed his hand from my pants, and I thrust upwards a couple of times, my actions begging him to continue.
“Why did you have to sit next to Kate?” I whined, unable to let it go… and hoping that he would say something equally sweet and arousing.“If I had have sat next to you… I know that you would have driven me crazy with those gorgeous eyes, those lips…” John brought one finger up to trace my lips and I parted my mouth, taking it in and sucking on it gently. His voice was unsteady when he continued, “I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from touching you…”
“Really?” My voice had become unbelievably husky, laced with desire so thick that it suffocated me. The air of the darkened room had become so confining, an erotic cloud settling over us so that we forgot that we were at risk of being caught. I stood and pulled myself from his contact, and then glanced around at the windows to make sure the curtains were drawn. I smiled seductively at him as John prowled the room in my wake. Then I stopped him with my hand and moved to the opposite side of the room. I walked with an added swing to my hips and I could tell by his soft groans that the view was having the desired effect. I turned to face him and slowly and purposefully unbuttoned my jacket, stripping it from my body and letting it drop to the floor. I could see John’s eyes bulge and he followed my lead, removing all of his clothing in record time, never taking his eyes off me as I performed my seductive striptease. My pants dropped down my long legs along with my panties, my blue striped shirt covering my centre. I could
see John’s eyes rest there and the disappointment that registered on his face was almost comical. I giggled slightly and raised one leg onto the table to the side, displaying myself to him. Then I glanced down and saw his erection twitching on his naked form, traces of pre-cum oozing from its engorged tip. I liked my lips, almost unconsciously… as I unbuttoned my shirt, leaving it on so that my black bra only peeked through. Then raising one finger I motioned for him to come to me, my smile angelic yet devilish.
He wasted no time. He was at my side in a moment, panting like a puppy. For a moment longer I prevented him from touching me… as I climbed backwards onto the table, spreading my legs so that he would have all the access that he needed. I felt his hot tongue probing me sooner than I expected, his masterful strokes causing me to quiver in delight. I grasped his head and pulled him closer to me, my hips thrusting upwards, my eyes glazed with absolute, irrepressible desire for him. Then as suddenly as he started, he stopped, crawling up my body and kissing and caressing every last inch. He poised himself at my entry, but before he could enter, I flipped him over, my thighs pressing against the outside of his torso… capturing him. I rubbed myself over his throbbing shaft before leaning down and taking him in my mouth. I sucked and nibbled and licked, until his thrusts became uncontrollable.
Then I felt him pull my head away from him. “Baby… we’d better hurry before we get caught…” He panted the words, his entire body heaving with anticipation and arousal. I impaled myself onto him abruptly and I gasped out loud when he filled me, his massiveness taking a bit to get used to every time. He grabbed my naked hips and guided my movements, up and down… and I used my legs to brace myself against the table. Over and over again I thrust with him, his hips bucking to meet mine as our release became impending. His hands grabbed my breasts and massaged them as I let my weary head drop downwards… my long hair brushing his stomach as I did so. Then just as he was about to come, his body tense, his jaw clenched… he reached two fingers down and ran them in urgent circular motions on my clit… determined that I would reach orgasm with him. With one more thrust we came together, and he grabbed my sweat-soaked body to his chest.
I couldn’t breathe when I heard the sounds of the voices outside… and I suddenly remembered that a hospital management meeting was about to start. Hurriedly I jumped up from where I lay on John’s chest and pulled him up with me, whispering my embarrassed concerns. We gathered up our clothes and threw them on, just as the door began to open. I realised that there was nowhere to go. I pulled John down under the massive wooden table with me, as the seats began to fill up. The meeting started and I waited, my body trembling with the fear of getting caught. The drone of the meeting continued, and I wouldn’t allow myself to even glance at John for fear that I would make a noise.
Then I felt his body contacting mine. He slid up and lay on top of me, and I glared at him… my disapproval mixing with my lust for him. He began to kiss my neck and I bit my lip to keep from making a sound. He teased me mercilessly, with his hands, his lips, his body… every time he caught me with the look of sheer animal lust on my face… like I would grab him and make him take me right then… he smiled in delight, the cheekiness shining through… and I would playfully hit him. By the time the meeting ended, I was about to explode… my need for him so intense. As soon as the room had cleared, he entered me… no thoughts of being caught again even entered our minds.
When we had finished, with tired bodies we fixed ourselves up and made for the door, anxious to get back to the penthouse and celebrate our love over and over again. I turned the door handle, with John pressing into me from behind, his lips nibbling on my neck. “Ah John…” My heart started to beat faster as I realised what had happened. I wrenched my neck away when he ignored me. “John… the door is locked. We are stuck here… Oh my god… what are we going to do?” I lamented. Then in an instant he had me pressed against the wall, wrapping my legs around his torso. I moaned and let him have me once again.
We called security and had them unlock the door, and I was completely humiliated by the aroused flush that had suffused my cheeks, the almost wild look in my glazed eyes. John merely winked at me and walked behind me, clutching my body to his all the way to his car. “John… my car is here… I’ll just meet you at home…” I breathed into the night air.
“I don’t think so, pretty lady. I’m not letting you out of my sight.” I smiled and jumped into the car beside him.
As he drove his hand travelled up and down my knee. “Remind me never to sit next to you in a meeting… ever…” We both broke down into fits of laughter.“Hey…” he spoke defensively. “I told you that I couldn’t keep my hands off you… they have a mind of their own…”
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