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The Seduction Series, Chapter 11
The Seduction Series,
Chapter 11
By LKraemer
Christian’s mouth, slightly ajar, paused in his tracks. His piercing blue eyes stared intensely at the woman through his sunglasses.
“Who are you?” Christian demanded.
“I’m Teresa, I’m Miss Diva’s office clerk,” she purred. “Come in, Dr. Troy…..” she continued, stepping aside so he could walk through.
Christian took off his sunglasses, folding them placing them in his lapel pocket.
As he stood in the middle of the room, he put his hands on his hips as his eyes began to scan the office.
“Where’s Miss Diva?” he asked in an intuitive manner.
“She’s not here right now but she may come back soon, Dr. Troy,” Teresa replied shaking her head as she closed the door slowly.
“Would you like to wait a little while in her office?” she asked politely with a slight smile.
Christian turned around swiftly, his hands still on his hips as he let his eyes roam over her light, fair features.
“Sure,” he replied with a jovial grin.
“Follow me,” she whispered.
May I offer you a coffee while you’re waiting?” she continued, walking in a slow, seductive stride.
“Yes please,” he replied cheerfully.
He became fascinated by her shimmering glamour, watching her every move.
“Oh, God, she’s a knockout!” he mused to himself as a painful erection formed in his pants.
He winced, noticing how her short skirt exposed her lovely thighs and her tits were perfect.
Teresa noticed his reaction.
“Have a seat, Dr. Troy,” she giggled. “I’ll be right back with your coffee,” she added, his eyes following her as she closed Miss Diva’s door.
Christian’s eyes began to roam the office as the echo of her footsteps faded.
As fate would have it he spotted a pile of mail sitting on her desk across the room.
He carefully got up from his chair placing his cell phone on the edge of the desk while he sifted through the envelopes.
Near the bottom of the pile he came across an envelope that had Miss Diva’s home address. “Hmmm….” Christian murmured to himself in a devious tone. “Let’s put Sean’s theory to the test,” he mused, grinning.
Pulling a business card from his jacket he quickly jotted down the address and tucked it back into his pocket. He neatly restored the pile of letters just as he began to hear the echo of foot steps approaching Miss Diva’s office.
He had just nicely sat down when the door opened and Teresa walked back into the office with a coffee mug in her hand.
She couldn’t help but notice that he had a sheepish-looking grin on his face, his one leg crossed over the other becoming slightly fidgety.
“Did I miss something? It’s almost like I walked back in catchin’ ya with your pants down, Dr. Troy,” she remarked with a hint of sarcasm while she walked to Miss Diva’s stereo nearby, placing his coffee near the stereo.
He cleared his throat nervously, straightening his posture. “I’d say they’re still on,” he quipped, amused as she turned on the stereo.
The song, “Living in Ecstasy,” by BKS softly played out.
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
Teresa walked behind him, lightly caressing her one finger across his wide shoulders.
“I see we’re a little on the tense side, Dr. Troy,” she cooed, leaning down starting to massage his shoulders.
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
He felt her hot breath on the back of his neck, his erection throbbing even more now in his pants.
Oooooh yeah
Baby, we’re living in Ecstasy
Baby, you are my fantasy
Baby this is reality
Baby, you’re lookin’ so good to me
I WANT I WANT I WANT
“Um, so is Miss Diva coming back?” Christian’s voice began to crack. His eyes shifted to the floor, suddenly becoming restless, slouching a bit.
“Ooooooh no, she’s not comin’ back after all,” Dr. Troy, she replied in a seductive tone as she moved in front of him, lifting her skirt as she straddled him.
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Christian gasped, his pleading eyes blinked as she reached down to undo his button and tugged at his zipper. He moaned in gratification, closing his eyes. He pressed his fingers into the arm rests so tight that his knuckles turned white as she reached inside for his hard dick.
Teresa looked down noticing by her touch that he was wet already with excitement through his underwear.
The lyrics continued…..
Oooooh yeah
Baby we’re living in ecstasy
Baby you are my fantasy
Baby, this is reality
Baby, you’re lookin’ so good to me
I WANT I WANT I WANT
He opened his eyes dreamily, slowly arching himself so she could pull his pants and briefs down over his ass leaving them to hang just above his knees.
He flinched, inhaling instantly when her mouth reached his wet cock.
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
“Ooooh, fuck!” he gasped, smiling in pleasure as he let his head fall back against the headrest, his eyes rolling in ecstasy.
“I haven’t even begun to fuck you yet, Dr. Troy…..” she replied with a naughty grin. I’m just getting started,” her voice trailed off.
“I like a woman with determination,” he smiled, replying with confidence.
“I’m just warming up,” Teresa warned him as she went back down on his hard organ.
Christian gasped again, closing his eyes once more. “Now my other brain is getting put to the test,” he mused to himself.
Teresa lightly flicked her tongue up and down his long shaft, teasing the very tip of his dick where precum trickled out in sheer excitement.
“Mmmm a tasty cock,” she teased.
“I wanna see how your cunt tastes now-your turn!” Christian replied mischievously with a wink. He stood up as his pants immediately fell to his ankles. He kicked off his shoes then removed his pants, throwing them into a heap on the floor nearby.
Turning around, he suddenly grabbed her skirt, pulling it down her sexy legs with force. Teresa hurriedly unbuttoned her blouse, tossing it aside too. Her lacy red bra exposed, she slowly slipped out a condom package that was tucked in her bra between her breasts. Tearing open the package, she whipped the condom out, tugging it on Christian’s hard member teasingly.
“Safety first, Dr. Troy......After all, this is a legal establishment. Let’s keep things professional, shall we? We don’t want any incriminating evidence, now do we?” she whispered, grinning slyly.
“Aaaaah, I like a smart business woman with brains and looks,” Christian replied. The song, “Opportunities,” by the Pet Shop Boys began to ring in his ears again, freezing him in sheer horror for a brief second.
Christian immediately decided to ignore the tune echoing in his mind, giving his head a quick shake. He then began to kiss and playfully fondle her breasts, massaging his hands all over her well-endowed chest.
He then pushed her onto the chair, helping her straddle her long, slim legs over the arm rests of the chair.
Christian attacked her wet pussy with his tongue, thrusting it several times deep within her.
Teresa writhed in extreme pleasure, suddenly becoming very impatient, pulling his head away from her quickly.
“I want you NOW,” she demanded with a growl, leaning forward as she tore off his jacket, hurling it across the room. She wildly began to unbutton his Gucci shirt, chucking it aside too.
Without delay, he grabbed her by the waist, drawing her immensely close to him, forcing his tongue in her mouth.
Both completely naked, their hands began to excitedly and lustfully explore each other’s bodies. Christian paid special attention to her lovely thighs.
Teresa reached down digging her nails into his ass. “Whatta rock-hard ass,” she purred, slapping his ass.
Wincing in pain, Christian instantly scooped her up in his strong arms carrying her to Miss Diva’s desk, placing her gently there. Turning swiftly, in the passion and the fury he frantically brushed papers aside to make room for their screw session.
He shoved his eager cock into her wet, affectionate cunt, anxious to have a quick screw, not caring that the blind on the window behind them was wide open.
He placed his large hands behind her on her back to support her while he thrust himself deep inside of her, panting, sweat trickling down his forehead.
In the ecstasy of their screwing, she leaned forward biting him on his one shoulder, at the same time dug her long, sharp nails into his sweaty skin on his back, drawing some blood, just as they both culminated in a shattering orgasm.
Immediately put off, he flinched, screaming, “OUCH!”
“I like mixing pleasure with pain, Dr. Troy,” she grinned wickedly, just as his cell phone rang.
Christian, out of breath, his d*** inside her soaked c***, grasped his cell phone at the corner of the desk. “WHAT!?” he snapped, noticing it was Sean calling.
“Did you talk to Miss Diva, yet, Christian?” Sean asked curiously with a smug tone.
“No! Not yet, Sean, but I’m working on it!” he replied panting.
To Be Continued
Chapter 11
By LKraemer
Christian’s mouth, slightly ajar, paused in his tracks. His piercing blue eyes stared intensely at the woman through his sunglasses.
“Who are you?” Christian demanded.
“I’m Teresa, I’m Miss Diva’s office clerk,” she purred. “Come in, Dr. Troy…..” she continued, stepping aside so he could walk through.
Christian took off his sunglasses, folding them placing them in his lapel pocket.
As he stood in the middle of the room, he put his hands on his hips as his eyes began to scan the office.
“Where’s Miss Diva?” he asked in an intuitive manner.
“She’s not here right now but she may come back soon, Dr. Troy,” Teresa replied shaking her head as she closed the door slowly.
“Would you like to wait a little while in her office?” she asked politely with a slight smile.
Christian turned around swiftly, his hands still on his hips as he let his eyes roam over her light, fair features.
“Sure,” he replied with a jovial grin.
“Follow me,” she whispered.
May I offer you a coffee while you’re waiting?” she continued, walking in a slow, seductive stride.
“Yes please,” he replied cheerfully.
He became fascinated by her shimmering glamour, watching her every move.
“Oh, God, she’s a knockout!” he mused to himself as a painful erection formed in his pants.
He winced, noticing how her short skirt exposed her lovely thighs and her tits were perfect.
Teresa noticed his reaction.
“Have a seat, Dr. Troy,” she giggled. “I’ll be right back with your coffee,” she added, his eyes following her as she closed Miss Diva’s door.
Christian’s eyes began to roam the office as the echo of her footsteps faded.
As fate would have it he spotted a pile of mail sitting on her desk across the room.
He carefully got up from his chair placing his cell phone on the edge of the desk while he sifted through the envelopes.
Near the bottom of the pile he came across an envelope that had Miss Diva’s home address. “Hmmm….” Christian murmured to himself in a devious tone. “Let’s put Sean’s theory to the test,” he mused, grinning.
Pulling a business card from his jacket he quickly jotted down the address and tucked it back into his pocket. He neatly restored the pile of letters just as he began to hear the echo of foot steps approaching Miss Diva’s office.
He had just nicely sat down when the door opened and Teresa walked back into the office with a coffee mug in her hand.
She couldn’t help but notice that he had a sheepish-looking grin on his face, his one leg crossed over the other becoming slightly fidgety.
“Did I miss something? It’s almost like I walked back in catchin’ ya with your pants down, Dr. Troy,” she remarked with a hint of sarcasm while she walked to Miss Diva’s stereo nearby, placing his coffee near the stereo.
He cleared his throat nervously, straightening his posture. “I’d say they’re still on,” he quipped, amused as she turned on the stereo.
The song, “Living in Ecstasy,” by BKS softly played out.
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
I sound, I sound, I sound kind of bad
Teresa walked behind him, lightly caressing her one finger across his wide shoulders.
“I see we’re a little on the tense side, Dr. Troy,” she cooed, leaning down starting to massage his shoulders.
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
He felt her hot breath on the back of his neck, his erection throbbing even more now in his pants.
Oooooh yeah
Baby, we’re living in Ecstasy
Baby, you are my fantasy
Baby this is reality
Baby, you’re lookin’ so good to me
I WANT I WANT I WANT
“Um, so is Miss Diva coming back?” Christian’s voice began to crack. His eyes shifted to the floor, suddenly becoming restless, slouching a bit.
“Ooooooh no, she’s not comin’ back after all,” Dr. Troy, she replied in a seductive tone as she moved in front of him, lifting her skirt as she straddled him.
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Christian gasped, his pleading eyes blinked as she reached down to undo his button and tugged at his zipper. He moaned in gratification, closing his eyes. He pressed his fingers into the arm rests so tight that his knuckles turned white as she reached inside for his hard dick.
Teresa looked down noticing by her touch that he was wet already with excitement through his underwear.
The lyrics continued…..
Oooooh yeah
Baby we’re living in ecstasy
Baby you are my fantasy
Baby, this is reality
Baby, you’re lookin’ so good to me
I WANT I WANT I WANT
He opened his eyes dreamily, slowly arching himself so she could pull his pants and briefs down over his ass leaving them to hang just above his knees.
He flinched, inhaling instantly when her mouth reached his wet cock.
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ecstasy
“Ooooh, fuck!” he gasped, smiling in pleasure as he let his head fall back against the headrest, his eyes rolling in ecstasy.
“I haven’t even begun to fuck you yet, Dr. Troy…..” she replied with a naughty grin. I’m just getting started,” her voice trailed off.
“I like a woman with determination,” he smiled, replying with confidence.
“I’m just warming up,” Teresa warned him as she went back down on his hard organ.
Christian gasped again, closing his eyes once more. “Now my other brain is getting put to the test,” he mused to himself.
Teresa lightly flicked her tongue up and down his long shaft, teasing the very tip of his dick where precum trickled out in sheer excitement.
“Mmmm a tasty cock,” she teased.
“I wanna see how your cunt tastes now-your turn!” Christian replied mischievously with a wink. He stood up as his pants immediately fell to his ankles. He kicked off his shoes then removed his pants, throwing them into a heap on the floor nearby.
Turning around, he suddenly grabbed her skirt, pulling it down her sexy legs with force. Teresa hurriedly unbuttoned her blouse, tossing it aside too. Her lacy red bra exposed, she slowly slipped out a condom package that was tucked in her bra between her breasts. Tearing open the package, she whipped the condom out, tugging it on Christian’s hard member teasingly.
“Safety first, Dr. Troy......After all, this is a legal establishment. Let’s keep things professional, shall we? We don’t want any incriminating evidence, now do we?” she whispered, grinning slyly.
“Aaaaah, I like a smart business woman with brains and looks,” Christian replied. The song, “Opportunities,” by the Pet Shop Boys began to ring in his ears again, freezing him in sheer horror for a brief second.
Christian immediately decided to ignore the tune echoing in his mind, giving his head a quick shake. He then began to kiss and playfully fondle her breasts, massaging his hands all over her well-endowed chest.
He then pushed her onto the chair, helping her straddle her long, slim legs over the arm rests of the chair.
Christian attacked her wet pussy with his tongue, thrusting it several times deep within her.
Teresa writhed in extreme pleasure, suddenly becoming very impatient, pulling his head away from her quickly.
“I want you NOW,” she demanded with a growl, leaning forward as she tore off his jacket, hurling it across the room. She wildly began to unbutton his Gucci shirt, chucking it aside too.
Without delay, he grabbed her by the waist, drawing her immensely close to him, forcing his tongue in her mouth.
Both completely naked, their hands began to excitedly and lustfully explore each other’s bodies. Christian paid special attention to her lovely thighs.
Teresa reached down digging her nails into his ass. “Whatta rock-hard ass,” she purred, slapping his ass.
Wincing in pain, Christian instantly scooped her up in his strong arms carrying her to Miss Diva’s desk, placing her gently there. Turning swiftly, in the passion and the fury he frantically brushed papers aside to make room for their screw session.
He shoved his eager cock into her wet, affectionate cunt, anxious to have a quick screw, not caring that the blind on the window behind them was wide open.
He placed his large hands behind her on her back to support her while he thrust himself deep inside of her, panting, sweat trickling down his forehead.
In the ecstasy of their screwing, she leaned forward biting him on his one shoulder, at the same time dug her long, sharp nails into his sweaty skin on his back, drawing some blood, just as they both culminated in a shattering orgasm.
Immediately put off, he flinched, screaming, “OUCH!”
“I like mixing pleasure with pain, Dr. Troy,” she grinned wickedly, just as his cell phone rang.
Christian, out of breath, his d*** inside her soaked c***, grasped his cell phone at the corner of the desk. “WHAT!?” he snapped, noticing it was Sean calling.
“Did you talk to Miss Diva, yet, Christian?” Sean asked curiously with a smug tone.
“No! Not yet, Sean, but I’m working on it!” he replied panting.
To Be Continued