20 comments/ 70973 views/ 48 favorites Weekend Lover Ch. 01 By: Ada Stuart Weekend Lover Ch. 01 "Stay away from me," she glared at him. "I'm not a member of your harem." "I know," he smiled as he stared mesmerized at her tightened nipples protruding against her tank top. "I even liked you for a moment, Dalen. Right before you returned to your usual tricks," she said icily as she went into her room and slammed the door behind her. Before he managed to move, she had looked the door. "Damn it," he swore loudly. He didn't want any harem or whatever she called the bimbos hanging around him at the office. He hadn't been able to have a woman in twelve months now - not since she had transferred to his office and started to make his days a sheer bliss and his nights a living hell. It didn't help much either that she seemed to hate the very sight of him. He couldn't understand why. He had received so many insults from her mouth, that if she had been a man he would have knocked him into a bloody pulp a long time ago. Instead, he had tried to be a good sport about it and teased her in return. Sometimes it felt like they were back at primary school the way they were teasing the person they fancied, but if that was what she wanted, he would gladly participate in her game. Even so, he had started to wonder whether he had attacked the problem from the wrong angle. This way she seemed to be under the impression that she could waltz all over him and that he would never bother to give her any resistance. Maybe it was time that he showed her what he really wanted from her. He vividly recalled the kiss they had shared. For a short while, she had let go of her iron control and gave herself up to him. She had finally shown him a piece of the sexy woman she kept hidden behind all the starch in her blouse. Oh yes, he was definitely up for trying something else. Otherwise, he might find himself in the exact same position in another twelve months and he was not sure he could stand to wait any longer. He turned to the kitchen to salvage his ego with a glass of whiskey before trying to get some sleep. He would probably toss and turn for a couple of hours, fantasising about her as he had done for last months. No wonder his seduction skills were in shatters when it came to her. The constant lack of sleep made him grumpier and more impatient than he had ever experienced before. Weekend Lover Ch. 02 Weekend Lover Ch. 02 "Why don't you give me a hand?" she invited him like a seasoned temptress. He inhaled sharply, before he leaned over her and helped her wriggle her way out of her top. Pushing away her pants and socks he motioned her to lay on her stomach -- only wearing her bra and panties. "Where do you want a massage then?" "All over." "All right," he murmured softly as he straddled her lower back and started rubbing her arms and shoulders. She felt her muscles relax to his touch and just lay enjoying his ministrations. Holding up her hair, she felt him understand her plea and he roamed his hands over her neck. Moving all the way down to her fingers she felt him caress her fingers, feeling warmth pouring into every part of her body that he touched. Suddenly she realised that his hardened cock was pushing into her back. She tried to figure out the size of him, anticipating the time when she would feel him inside of her. He lifted his body and straddled her backside instead, making room for him to massage her back instead. She felt every aching muscle relaxing to his warm and intoxicating touch, inviting him to whatever he wanted with her. She moaned happily as he rubbed her lumbar regions, and at the same time she felt his cock harden against her backside. She wondered if her moan had caused it, and she gave a sigh as to test her theory. Oh, yes, an answering tug was immediately felt against her buttocks, making her elated by the result. He really wanted her. "When I volunteered I thought you would use me for some other kind of pleasure," he murmured as he rubbed her backside, before lifting his body away from her and massaging her legs. "Complaining, already?" she prodded him. "Not at all. I'm looking forward to do your front as well." "Be my guest," she offered as he lifted her left foot and rubbed her ankles in a way that made her moan with pleasure. "Save some of that moaning for later or I'll come in my pants soon," he threatened. "Don't you have the stamina for this?" "I've been celibate for a year, remember? And when I finally get a woman in my bed she wants a massage instead of my dick," he said hoarsely as he leaned up and opened the clasp for her bra. She laughed. "Poor Dalen. Would it help if I offered to return the favour later on?" He rolled her over on her backside and she went willingly. He breathed deeply as he took in every part of her nearly naked body. Strengthened by the heat reflected in his eyes, Abby loosened her bra and let it slip to the floor. "Maybe later. You're so beautiful, darling," Dalen said hoarsely as he roamed his hand over her breasts, circling her nipples and watching mesmerized as they tightened in response. He leaned his head down and suckled her right nipple into his warm mouth and Abby screamed as bursts of pleasure went through her body. Moving over to her other breast he repeated the process, licking and kissing her nipple until she wanted to jump off the bed or attack him. She settled for running her hands through his soft hair, holding him tightly as her body responded to every motion from his tongue and lips. How could a man get her this worked up just by using his mouth, she wondered. How would she then respond to him when he used other parts of his body -- particularly one large part that she felt pushing hard against her thigh, only covered by his thin trousers. She moved her hands down his backside, dragging his t-shirt upwards and feeling the warm skin underneath. "Patience," he drawled as he caught her hands and held them down on the bed. "Hurry up," she moaned impatiently. "Don't you like foreplay?" he asked humorously, clearly having regained his control. "Do it your way then," she invited. "Oh, I will," he smiled as he gave her a quick version of the massage he had given her backside, but completely avoiding her breast and the tender regions between her thighs. She felt like screaming as she felt her pussy moistening and her nipples tense just as his hand brushed against her breast. He was playing with her, she was certain of it. Finally, he got up and started to rummage through his suitcase. "Missing anything?" "Just some equipment." "Ah, you've brought your entire collection of sex toys then?" "Only a small part of it," he turned and winked at her teasingly. "Just some whips, chains and a blindfold." "You're nuts if you think I'm going to sleep with you knowing that," she answered with a playful shudder. She liked this teasing side of him and the way he made her feel comfortable while being practically naked in front of him. He gave her a heated stare as he quickly removed his t-shirt. "I'm just kidding," he smiled. "I did bring some condoms though." And he picked up a package of condoms and laid it on the bedside table. "Always prepared, eh." "Well, I was sure you would never bring any. Besides, I've a favourite brand that's not easy to come by." "A favourite? What's so special about them? Do they glow in the dark?" "Not that I'm aware of. No, they are larger and thinner than the ordinary ones." "Oh? You're quite large, is that it?" "I can prove it to you," he tempted her. She took a deep breath and tried to control her thoughts from screaming, Yes, yes, yes. Instead she lifted her hip and slowly removed her panties, letting him see her moistened pussy as she spread her legs invitingly before him. He breathed harshly at the sight and she couldn't help but grin at him. "Now it's your turn to strip," she reminded him. "You're making me insane, woman," he growled as he quickly unzipped his pants and removed both his pants and trunks in one fluid motion - leaving him naked before her in all his glory. She gasped as she took in every detail of his muscled body, his flat stomach and the large member that was standing erect in front of her sultry eyes. Oh boy, she thought as her eyes widened as she tried to decide whether he would rip her apart or just fill her completely. "Oh boy," she said dazed, and finally realising she had said it aloud as she caught Dalen laughing at her. "Don't look so frightened, honey," he smiled at her while he seemed to enjoy her reaction. He moved leisurely to the bedside table and ripped open a condom package before rolling the rubber over his hardened member, taking his time as if he enjoyed the feeling as much as she did watching. He was so confident in his own body she felt as if she would never tire of watching him. "I've changed my mind," she blurted out. "About what?" he tensed suddenly, as if he expected her to turn him down at the last minute. "About the condom. I'm on the pill so there's really no need...," she strived for words as he came closer, lay down beside her on the bed, and gave her a light kiss on the mouth. "Oh, there's a definite need for the condom. I will last a lot longer then and I want you to enjoy this as much as I will." She just stared at him in awe as she tried to understand his words. Never before had she met a man that seemed so concerned about giving her pleasure than Dalen. No wonder he was so popular, she managed to think before he took her mouth in a hard kiss, making all the rest of her thoughts evaporate by his heat. She rolled over on her side and roamed her hands all over his hard chest, trying to take in as many details as she could. She circled her left arm around his shoulder and held on as he deepened the kiss. As the opportunity presented itself, she roamed her right hand down over his tight stomach and reached for his rubber-clad cock. She could barely envelop his cock head in her hand and she squeezed him slightly. "Impatient, again?" he groaned out as he pushed his hard member into her hand. "Come inside of me," she begged him. "Not yet. You're not ready." And he bent down and kissed her throat, dropping kisses all along her collarbone and moved down her body and toward her breasts. "I can't get more ready," she growled at him as he nipped on her nipples. "Do you want to bet?" he baited lightly. "Sure, as long as you speed up." "You're on." He sat up in the bed. "Now...," he said as he moved his hand to her moist pussy. "Right now you're this wet for me," he smiled at he moved his fingers between her sex lips. "So?" she croaked out as she blushed at the way he was looking at her as he slowly learned every detail of her lower regions. "Imagine then how wet you'll be after I do this," he smiled before he bent down and suckled her clit before moving his tongue between her sex lips and following the same route his fingers had just ventured. Abby screamed as the sheer unexpectedness of his action, but as he started sucking her clit she turned to moans as her body suddenly convulsed in a series of pleasure waves. She felt her orgasm build and she tried to hold back - tried to hold back a little longer until he was inside of her. "Let go," he growled before he pushed his tongue inside of her moistened cunt. Rubbing his fingers over her clit at the same time, she couldn't hold back any longer and she screamed loudly as pleasure poured through her and made her tingle from his every touch. He continued lapping at her but slower now and she felt her body shudder and the tension was too much to bear. Her thighs shook with the force of her climax and Dalen kissed her inner thighs softly as if trying to make her relax. "Oh my god," she blurted out as soon as she could speak. He finally lifted his head away from her pussy and moved up her body as he held his body up on his arms. "You lose, darling," he drawled. "You're even wetter now." She gathered her legs behind his back and pulled him down to her, feeling his hard cock against her entrance. "Do it," she tempted him. He smiled at her uninhibited demand and as he bent down and kissed her on the mouth, he pushed his cock head slowly inside of her. She barely registered the taste of her own body fluids as she tried to adjust to the hardness pressing inside of her. "Damn, you're tight," he growled as he retreated before pushing forward again. She bit her lip as she felt her cunt slowly stretch and letting him inside. Again he retreated before going a little deeper as he returned. She gave a whimper as she tightened around him. "Oh god," he groaned. "Relax, darling. Please, relax. I'll try to make this a little easier on you," he said as he bent her legs and laid them over his backside. Slowly she felt the pressure ease and her own sex liquids increasing. That's what she had for not having had sex in the last year, she thought. She lacked training and was now paying the price. Thank god the condom was coated with some oily substance providing more lubricant. Even so, she was sure she would be sore come morning. But it was well worth it, she thought as Dalen retreated slowly, before pushing all the way inside of her. She moaned loudly as she felt another orgasm coming. She tightened her muscles around his cock and heard him breath harshly. He moved his right hand to her clit and fingered her as he plunged inside of her again. She felt exalted by the feeling of him on top of her, the warmth from his body that was heating her own, and his large cock that seemed to ignite her from within. She gasped loudly as he touched a plesaurepoint deep inside of her and she arched her body, trying to get closer to him. Immediately he took advantage of her movement, bent his head down, and kissed her nipples, sucking them into his mouth until she screamed in pleasure. "Dalen," she groaned out. She wanted him to take her faster and harder but she couldn't seem to gather the words. Instead he pulled almost all the way out of her and continued with shallow strokes that annoyed the hell out of her. She whimpered in protest and suddenly he plunged deep inside of her again. She felt her body almost lifting up from the mattress in pleasure as she felt the entire length of him inside of her. She tightened every muscles she could to keep him inside, never letting him escape her, but as he retreated with a loud groan she felt like every plesaurepoint in her body was being ignited once again. She took a deep breath as she felt her release come flowing and as Dalen pushed hard and deep inside of her another time she screamed as her inner muscles convulsed around his large flesh and she felt as if she had been thrown over a cliff and was in freefall. She barely managed to keep tightening his inner muscles as Dalen plunged deep inside of her a couple of more times before giving up a loud roar as he gained his release. He sank down on top of her, leaning his weight on his elbows as he breathed deeply. She laid her arms over his upper back and holding on as she basked in the pleasure of having a man in her arms again. "Oh my," she blurted out as soon her voice started working again. Dalen chuckled and planted a deep kiss on her mouth. She answered him willingly as he lifted his body away from her and lay down beside her, dragging her closer as he nipped softly in her bottom lip. "Does it hurt, darling? You were so tight." "No, I'm fine," Abby responded quickly. Of course she felt a strong tension inside her cunt, but that was nothing compared to the pleasure that was still streaming inside of her body. She felt more relaxed than she had done in years, she thought. As if the orgasms she had experienced before were only warm-ups to the ones Dalen could give her. "You lost, by the way," Dalen teasingly reminded her. She felt a daze falling over her brain as her muscles demanded a slight reprieve. "Did I?" she mumbled almost incoherently as she dozed off into sleep. Weekend Lover Ch. 03 Dalen watched her sleep. He felt so elated he had troubles sleeping himself. He wanted to make the best of the two days they had available and just the thought of having her again kept him on high alert. She seemed to be exhausted. Maybe she hadn't slept any better than he had the night before. Still, she probably needed a little rest before he had her again. He had always known they would be well matched but he had not been prepared for the sheer pleasure he would feel being lodged inside of her as he climaxed. He had nearly collapsed as the impact hit him and had barely caught himself before he crushed her with his large body. Being inside of her had been so much better he had ever imagined, but he couldn't understand why she had been as tight as she had. She wasn't a virgin, but the tightness of her cunt implied that she hadn't had sex in a long time. That puzzled him exceedingly, knowing that she claimed to have a lover. It was just another detail that indicated she had been lying to him all along and he didn't like that at all. However, once he thought about if he wanted it to be a lie. That meant he would be the only man for her and he intended it to stay that way. Now, if only she could be persuaded to feel the same. Weekend Lover Ch. 03 She had lost count of how many orgasms she had received during the day, but it didn't matter much, she thought as she snuggled against Dalen warm body and drifted in and out of sleep. "You just go ahead and sleep, darling," Dalen murmured in her ear before he kissed her hair. She moved closer to him before letting her body relax as his warmth seeped into her body. Weekend Lover Ch. 04 Weekend Lover Ch. 04 "You crazy bitch," Sheila swore at her. "You're damn right and I'm breaking your arm unless you promise to stay the hell away from him." "Never," Sheila swore, before wailing loudly as Abby pressed her arm up her back. "Maybe you should reconsider that answer?" Abby said cheekily, feeling the adrenalin push through her body as she'd never felt this elated before. "You psycho bitch... Ouch! You're breaking my arm," Sheila yelled as Abby pushed her arm a little higher. "Yes, I promise, damn it," Sheila finally conceded as Abby made another push on her arm. "Good," Abby declared as she got up and released Sheila. "You'll pay for this," Sheila snarled as she stumbled on to her feet again, holding on to her offended arm. "The next time you won't get off this easily," Abby faced her straight on. "Try to remember that and the promise you just gave me." Sheila just snorted and stomped off, her hair looking like a mess and her clothes in a twirl. Immediately, Abby felt Dalen's arms embrace her from behind and he bent down and kissed her neck. "I didn't know you were this territorial," he said heatedly. "I like it - a lot." She turned around and met his kiss, opening up to his hungry lips as he deepened the kiss. She clung to him, roaming her hands over his strong backside and shoulders, trying to feel as close to him as she possible could. He grunted as she rubbed herself against his body and she could feel him getting erect. His hard shaft was pushing against her stomach and she wanted to imprint herself on him. Wanted him to come inside of her swollen core and tease her inner walls as she closed herself around him. "I've missed you," he smiled as he moved them both to the door, closing it behind her back. She chuckled as she caught on to his actions, rubbing her body against his own as he settled against the door. She roamed her hands down his body, trying to remind herself what he looked like underneath his clothes. Dalen did the same to her, roaming his hands over her backside as he held her tightly to him. He bent down and kissed her hard on the mouth. His lips opening to hers and tempting her to roam her tongue over the backside of his lips. Suddenly, he turned them around and lifted her up against the wall. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around him and held on to his shoulders as he pushed against her warm core. She gasped loudly as she felt his hardened cock between the vee of her thighs. "I want you, Dalen," she mumbled in between kisses. "Yes," he groaned. "I can't wait, Abby," he mumbled almost apologetically as he sat her down on the floor again and started removing her clothes in a frantic motion. "Me neither," she smiled at his desperate attempts to open up her pants and she revelled in his naked want. She helped him undress her before loosening his belt and moving for the zipper in his pants. He chucked away his pants and underwear, before lifting her up toward his mouth and suckling her nipples until she squirmed in delight. Moving his hand behind her she barely registered him locking the door to the archive room. She was so into him she hadn't noticed the unlocked door before now. She chuckled to him. "Smart move." "Just wait and I'll give you some more moves that will impress you." "Oh? What moves?" she asked cheekily as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He smiled and lifted her up against the wall before plunging his cock deep inside of her wet core. "Oh my," she gasped as she wrapped her legs around his waist and held on for dear life as he retreated before pushing even deeper into her body. He was moving fast and hard, and with a desperation she had never witnessed before. It seems he had longed for her just as she had longed for him and she lifted her lips to meet his in a deep kiss as their bodies shook with pleasure. As their lips parted Abby met Dalen's warm eyes and she revelled in the sight of his eyes glazing over, revealing the naked truth behind all the words. "I want you," she told him frankly as he plunged inside of her, her inner muscles tensing around his hard flesh as she felt her orgasm coming closer. "I'll never let you go again," Dalen said heatedly as he held her tightly and plunged deep inside of her, pushing her over the edge and making her scream in pleasure as she clung to him. He held her tight as she felt his entire body shake as he followed her soon after, groaning as his climax poured through him. They held each other tightly as their bodies were slowly calming down. Abby felt so happy she could almost burst and she snuggled tighter to Dalen as she felt the liquids of their passion wetting her thighs. "Oh my," she chuckled. "What's so funny?" "I've never done it in the archive room before," she told him earnestly. He laughed deeply. "Me neither. But I'm in if you want to give it another try?" he teased her lightly before dropping small kisses on her cheek and lips. "Hm, I've a better idea. Why don't you spend the weekend in my bed?" He stopped abruptly and looked her deeply in the eyes. His look intense as if he dreaded the question he was about to ask. "Just this weekend?" "And every other weekend after that. If you still want to give me a chance, that is." "Ha, how can you doubt it," he smiled at her. "But I have one condition." "What condition?" "I want you every weekday as well." Abby breathed out in relief. "It's a deal," before kissing him deep and sealing their promise.