3 comments/ 52467 views/ 1 favorites Anything She Wants By: SteelAndSilk "Tara?" "Yes, Mr. Richards?" "Please, I've told you, call me Steven. I just wondered if my five o'clock had called back." "Oh, yes, he did. I'm afraid he had to cancel." "Ah, it's just as well, I didn't much feel like golf today anyhow." Tara watched as her boss stepped into his office and closed the door. She had a crush on him, well, maybe more than that. It wasn't love, to be sure, but it was more than a crush. Lust, she grinned, that was it. She had wanted him since she laid eyes on him. But, he was married, faithfully so, and there was no chance of him cheating. "Unfortunately," she sighed. She herself was no slouch. A tall, gorgeous blonde of thirty-two, with legs that had been described as "going on forever." She enjoyed tennis, which kept her abs looking fantastic, and had an amazing rack, so she had been told, often, in fact. More technically, she was a large C cup, though she preferred the other description. She was very picky with men, after all, a woman of her looks did not have to settle. She was also highly sexual, which meant any guy lucky enough to take her home was going to get laid. A firm believer in one-night stands, she was the envy of every other woman in the office, many of whom had lost a boyfriend to her. But, no matter how sexy she dressed, or how many subtle advances, Steven remained out of her reach. Even today, she was wearing a tight red V-neck that showed generous cleavage with a tight leather mini-skirt. As five o'clock rolled around, the rest of the office emptied. Tara went into Steven's office where he was going over a new project. "Is there anything else you need, Mr...I mean, Steven?" He smiled up at her. "No, thank you, Tara. Go home and have a good evening." She smiled back as he went back to his paperwork. "Thanks," she said, but moved toward his desk. He looked up. "Did you need something else?" "Well, I was wondering, um, if you might like to come with me for a cup of coffee tonight...you know, to go over what we need to work on for our next project. "Oh...I don't know, Tara. I don't think that's necessary." She walked around his desk and leaned over, giving him a direct view down her shirt. He looked up at her face. "Sir, please...I know you find me attractive...I don't really want alot..." He swallowed. "Tara...no...we cannot do this. You have to leave, now. Go home, and come back tomorrow. If you keep this up, I'll have to let you go." Her face burned red with embarassment and tears came to her eyes. Steven cleared his throat. "It's okay, Tara, don't worry about it. We won't talk about it anymore, if you'll just go home." She smiled weakly. "Yes, sir. I'm so sorry." She walked out of the office and went home. The next day, Tara walked into work in a knee length dress and conservative sweater with a turtleneck. She sat at her desk and began taking phone calls. Steven smiled at her as he walked into his office. "Good morning, Tara, you look very nice today." "Thank you, Steven. I'll bring you a cup of coffee in a little bit." "That would be great, thanks." The day passed without a word of what had happened the day before. As five o'clock drew near, people packed up and started heading home. When the office was empty, Tara opened Steven's door. "Will you be working late again tonight, sir?" she asked. "Yes, I'm afraid so, but you can take off for now." "Shall I inform your wife?" "No, thanks though, I already let her know I wouldn't be coming home until quite late." "Very good, sir. Would you like another cup of coffee?" "That would be great, thank you." Tara left the office and filled Steven's coffee mug. She looked behind her to make sure he was still in his office, and took out a small plastic container with a white powder in it. She emptied it into the coffee and mixed it up, then brought it to her boss. He took a large swallow. "Thank you, Tara. Oh...is there something wrong with the cream?" "I didn't notice, Sir, why?" "Coffee tastes wei...weird...oh...T-Tara?" Steven's head fell forward on his desk and he blacked out. When he woke up, he was completely naked, his clothes had been cut away and lay in a heap on the floor. He was staring at the ceiling. He tried to move, but had been bound tightly to his heavy desk, in a spread eagle position. "Mmm...I knew you'd look good naked, Steven." He lifted his head as Tara moved to his side, naked as well. "Tara? What the hell is going on!?" "I just wanted a fuck, just one time, but you couldn't do that, could you. I didn't ask for a relationship, or your fucking love, I just wanted to screw once, and that'd be it. But no, you just ignored me, like I didn't look amazing, like I was some common woman, because I wasn't your fucking wife." She punctuated the last word by spitting in his face. "I've seen her, Steven, when she comes to visit you. Seriously, you could have done better. I'm hotter than her, much more so, and you know it. It's bullshit, Steven, you rejecting me. I've always gotten the men I want, and you, you are no exception." With that, she leaned over and put her firm breasts in his face. "Suck them," she commanded. He refused, turning his head away. "Fine," she spat, "if you won't suck, I will." She got up on the desk, putting her knees over his head, and lay on top of him. Her pussy was in his face, and her amazing scent filled his nostrils. As faithful as he was, he still had a male biology, and his cock began to harden. "That's better," Tara cooed. She took his shaft in her hand and gently began to suck the head of his impressive eight inch cock. Rubbing his balls, she slowly moved down until her face was nestled in his pubic hair. She held the position for several moments, having become an expert at deep-throating through the years, and felt his cock pulsing at the heat in her throat. "No! Please, Tara, let me go!" he cried into her crotch. She ignored him and continued to suck his now rock-hard cock. He felt sick at his own arousal, and at this unwilling betrayal of his family. After a few more licks, she got up and turned herself around. "Remember, I wanted to do this the easy way. But you wouldn't. This is on you." She lowered her pussy on his cock, and began slowly humping. She gasped as he filled her, her heavy breath hot on his face. As her pace quickened, he felt the familiar sensation start to boil in his balls. "Fucker," she growled in his face, "I would have just fucked you the once, but now, we're going to keep doing this, over and over. As soon as you shoot in me, you're mine. If you don't fuck me whenever I want, I'll tell your wife." "You won't have any proof," he groaned back. "Oh no? Guess what, Steve? I've been off the pill for a while, and you know what, I'm ovulating." "NO!" he shouted, but just then his balls erupted and he shot his cum deep into her as she came, screaming and laughing. Epilogue Tara had told the truth. She came into his office two months later and threw the results of her doctor's visit on the desk. She was pregnant. He closed his eyes. "Well?" he asked. She smiled. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. Hell, I've fucked enough men to keep anyone from suspecting you. I'll just need a raise to be able to raise our child." "Of course," he muttered. Anything she wanted was hers, and he knew it. "Thanks. And in the meantime, I'm feeling pretty horny." She walked around his desk and sat on his lap. He let her unbutton his shirt without a struggle. "This time, I want you to be on top, and fuck me like you mean it." "Yes, Tara," he sighed. "Anything you want." Anything She Wants This is my first submission. Any feedback would be appreciated. You are sitting in your recliner waiting for me to get home. I've spent the afternoon shopping the local sales but have finally arrived home. You can hear me fiddling with the front door so you get up to help me. I walk through the door, my hands full of packages from all over town. I'm anxious to show you my new purchases so I hurry off the bedroom while you sit back down in your recliner with your eyes planed on the bedroom doorway waiting for my appearance. Out I come wearing a new sundress and matching sandals. I do a little turn for you and you whistle at me enjoying what you see. I strut away back to the bedroom for the next part of your show. My return back to the living room reveals a very low cut black top and a tight pair of dark blue jeans with black peep toe heels. You're getting very turned on as I do my little turn and strut back to the bedroom for the grand finale. I peek my head through the doorway and ask you if you're ready. You shake your head yes as I slink through the doorway in a see through red nightie. It hardly covers me so you are able to see my hard nipples through the top and my matching red g-string through the skirt. With this presentation you are up out of your chair instantly clapping to show your approval. I walk over and grab your hand and lead you back to the bedroom with me. I have something else to show you.... You see on bag still on the bed and notice it's from the naughty store, as we like to call it. You look at me and grin. I turn the sack over to empty it's contents and you see several things fall out. There is a bottle of flavored lubricant, a black satin blindfold, a set of nipple clamps and a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. You can tell I'm excited to try out the rest of my new purchases. I reach over and pick up the blindfold and slip it over my eyes and invite you to do with me as you please. You slip my nightie over my head and your mouth instantly moves to my breasts. I can feel your tongue teasing the tips of my nipples making them stand up tall. You pinch them with your fingers then I feel you clamp down on my right nipple then the left. The sensation is amazing! You start kissing my neck softly as you tug lightly on the clamp stretching my nipple away from my body. I moan softly with pleasure. You turn me around slowly and I feel the side of the bed against the front of my thighs. Your touch stops for a moment and I hear rustling around. I patiently wait for the next touch from you. I feel you back behind me, the tip of your hard cock is brushing against my bottom. You take my hand and clasp one side of the handcuffs around my wrist then take my other hand and do the same locking my hands together behind my back. You tell me to bend over and rest my head on the bed. I comply with your direction then feel you pull my g-string to the side. The next feeling is something warm dripping down the crack of my ass down to my glistening wet pussy. I feel you start kissing the small of my back then move your way down my ass to my swollen pussy lips. You take them in your mouth one and at time and nibble lightly on each. I feel your tongue move to my sweet spot where it then penetrates me. You move your mouth away and I feel two fingers penetrate me, plunging in and out very slowly at first. Then your fingers disappear but I feel one finger touch my forbidden hole and slowly push inside. You continue to tease my pussy and ass with your fingers till I'm begging for your cock. All the touching stops till I feel the head of your hard cock positioned between my pussy lips. You inch your way in slowly. Taking it out then putting it back in just a little deeper each time. Finally I feel you sink it in me all the way to the base. You begin thrusting slowly pulling my hips into you as you thrust. Your speed begins to quicken. I feel you grab my hands in my handcuffs and use them to pull me towards you with each deeper and harder thrust. You hold my handcuffs with one hand and reach around me to pull on my right nipple clamp while you pound yourself into me. The sensation is more than I can take. I start moaning loudly as the familiar warmth starts to rise inside me. Suddenly I cry out with pleasure as you feel my pussy grip your cock like a fist. The sight of me and the feeling on your cock sends you over the edge. You pull back on my handcuffs hard holding me to you as you shoot that warm cum deep inside me. I collapse forward on the bed and you on top of me. Slowly you lift your body off of mine. I feel you move away from me for a moment then feel a towel touching me lightly, brushing the fresh juices from my still engorged pussy and legs. You then pull me up by my handcuffs and unlock them from my wrists. Next I feel the clamps removed from my nipples. You turn me back around to face you and remove the blindfold from my eyes. You kiss me passionately as you hold me close to you. It's obvious you enjoyed my purchases. I think to myself, if he only knew what I ordered for next week...