The site meeting in the trailer Johnathan used for a separate office was breaking up. The project was going exceptionally well. They were in fact ahead of schedule by several weeks. This meeting had several senior bank managers and a pair of local politicians, and they all beamed at Alexis’s handling of the team, handshakes and compliments all around. Alexis took them all, and Johnathan simply sat on the side, smiling, no networking necessary this time.
Alexis saw the last one out, closed the door, then pulled a chair up to Johnathan’s desk.
“Why’d you leave like that?” Alexis asked bluntly.
“Neighbors complain?” I asked with a wry smile, then said “Project is doing great, I knew I chose well.”
“Damn the neighbors,” Alexis shot back, “Answer the question.”
“I already have” I responded. “You know the answer. I am keeping my word as I said I would.” Walking around the desk, I continued. “Question you have to ask yourself is, WHY do you enjoy our little arrangement? And make no mistake Alexis Wash, you VERY clearly enjoy it.” Without waiting for an answer I open the door and say, “Remember, we have board luncheon day after tomorrow. I’ll pick you up out front of the office @ 10:45am, be waiting.” As I stepped thru the door I finished with “Lock up when you leave!” and walked to my car.
Alexis was barely back at the office when received a text, “Go by Boca Boutique today. They have some things waiting for you. Wear them for the luncheon.” She rolled her eyes.
Alexis had to admit, that man had class. The boutique was in a ritzy area, and from what they had waiting, she chose a royal blue sheath dress, along with a nice pair of boots, plus a new clutch& accessories. These were designer label items and not something she could normally afford, so it was nice to be catered to, fitted, and sent on her way without a penny asked. They even gave her coffee. She left feeling pampered and understanding the plus of being on ‘Team Johnathan.’
On the day of the luncheon, 5 minutes before her appointed time, Alexis received a text warning her to be prompt, but there was no need, she was already exiting the elevator. The dress must have looked great, because she had already received several compliments on it. Getting in to the Porsche, she offered Johnathan smile. “have to say, the boutique was nice. Thanks.” She said.
I smiled in return. “I paid for that myself, no bank funds Would have had it delivered had I known your sizes.” As we rolled I continued. “You are with me today because I want you seen as my protégé to these muckity-mucks. They will soon be making some decisions regarding some very high-level upcoming high-level projects. I want them to understand that you are a component to that success, and I again am keeping my word.” Placing my hand on Alexis’s knee I add, “You looking damn-nice doesn’t hurt a bit.”
Alexis just looked ahead and smiled. “you are an odd one, Johnathan Roberts,” she said, and slid my hand farther up her thigh, “but being on your team has it’s advantages”. At the next stoplight, lexis reached over and rubbed my crotch and said, “you feel like you’re sick and need to take the afternoon off.”
I laughed and pushed her hand off, saying “We’ll see.” With a knowing smile, I tell the valet, “No, I’ll park it.” And I pull the far side if the lot. We pull in behind a much larger SUV, and I say “OK, I need you to step out, and take the large towel from behind the seat and place it in yours as I have it folded, then sit on it.” I see her look and say “Come on…”
Alexis had a total ‘Oh-Shit’ look, but immediately did as I instructed, which was just what I wanted. “Carefully lift that skirt, dear, and be careful not to wrinkle it.” I flip open the glovebox, and remove a square box and a tube of lube. Alexis is wearing the light color cotton panties I had requested, and I smile.
Hooking the hem I give them a tug and she obediently pulls them down just a bit. Opening the box reveals a pair of Ben Wah Balls, connected by a cord. Down low I tell my POA “During this luncheon, I want a reminder of whose team you are on.” And with that, I squirt a small amount of lube n them, and e-a-s-e-d them in, one after the other.
Alexis knew that ‘No’ was not an option here, though she wished there was. With these inside her, she was glad He gave her a minute to ‘adjust’ her panties and herself, then off they went, although she found herself quite flushed, for obvious reasons.
I had good reason to smile throughout the luncheon. Not only was the project ahead of schedule, two of the senior managers pulled me aside to compliment me on my handling of the “Alexis problem” and how I had turned it into a positive. As we were dining, I jotted a note “leaking?” and she blushed, smiled and shook her head. She grinned when I followed with “I don’t feel well” and then went back to networking.
For Alexis, the meal was a bit of a blur. It was hard to concentrate when she could feel them in her twat. It was also a constant reminder of what was to come, and that tiny part of her that she was now engaging was naturally excited. She noted the “muckity-mucks” called Him ‘JR’, and at least two privately said they wanted her on their teams, and as a result she understood the meaning of the Ben Wah balls.
As it broke up, she took His arm as they walked out. At His instruction she texted Janet in HR tat she would be working at the site for the remainder of the day. Seeing the car made her almost gush and down low she said ‘Dammit I’m wet….JR.” ending with a smirk.
I just smiled and continued to walk her arm in arm. “Well, let’s get you to the car.” I said, adding “Can’t help but wonder if you left a puddle in your chair.” The large SUV was still blocking us from the remainder of the lot, so I said “OK, woman, hike that skirt all the way up when you sit on that towel…and make sure you are on that towel, Hmm?”
I looked ‘round to make sure we were alone as I held her door. Alexis got in as instructed, and I whispered, “Open those legs.” My POA had a wondering look tinged with fear as I nonchalantly reached in and, tugging the panties to the side, I ran my finger down her very wet slit. Much to her surprise though, I pushed the balls back IN. Holding them in place with my little finger, with my thumb I began rubbing circles on her clit, making her moan. “Hands by your side” I tell her quietly. Although my other hand has to be thumb down as I place it ‘round her throat, I firmly hold it there, and stare at her as I make circles on her clit.
“You like being treated like this, don’t you?” I ask
Alexis was so turned on by the time they got to the car, she was wanting – and expecting – to fuck right there. But THIS treatment was even more erotic, and the worst of it was, He was exactly right.
“Yes-s-sss – OH-h-h-hhh..Yess” she answered.
“You want me to keep doing this to you, don’t you?” I continued to make circles on her glit
“Yesss…” she whimpered, “PLEASE yes-s-ssss…”
“And now you’re wanting to orgasm now too, right?” I slightly increased my speed
“Oh Gah-PLEASE…” Alexis said, absolutely begging.
I smiled. “Well then….” I moved my hand from her throat to fully covering her mouth. With my other hand, I shifted so I could have my flattened fingers on her clit, then began to rapidly ‘fan’ back and forth over it, saying simply “scream.” And continued
Immediately at His command, Alexis Wash arched her back and had an incredibly trembling, quaking, shaking orgasm as she SCREAMED into his hand with all her might. The orgasm must have lasted 20 solid shaking, and at the end of it, Alexis was in absolute tears.
Alexis simply sat, staring straight ahead, panting and limp. She was mentally blank. Her deepest secret, form that tiny, nagging place, was now out, and known to Him. She barely felt it as he moved the balls that she shot out her twat while screaming
I finally broke the silence. “What, you think I didn’t know?” To the incredulous look she gave, I responded, “Alexis, almost from the start I’ve known. You put up a good game, but I can tell in your actions and reaction, you enjoy this. Perhaps I am just now uncovering or maybe even forcing that part out of you, but it IS out.” I turned right onto her apartments, and let her contemplate.
It was Alexis’s turn to speak. “Well OK, so maybe part of me does. I am just living in the moment, fulfilling our agreement”
“So that was true a few weeks ago, but I think we are now past that, admit it or not.” I got out, and, opening her door, led her to her apartment. “Take now,” I said, as I opened her door, “you voluntarily handed me those keys, and now we’re here. You enjoy that I take what I want. So I think you need to stop pretending.”
Alexis hung her head. He was right. Far from getting away, she was now deeper in than ever, and not sure what to do. She began to sniffle.
I knew that at last, this woman was truly broken. Mine for the shaping. I had to be convicting in my actions, but at the same time careful. She was fragile, after all. “Look, it’s OK. Just trust me. I had a choice at the start of this, and I made it, and it was a good one. Look at what I have opened up for you. Just stick with it to the end, and it is going to work out very much to your benefit. Just trust me.”
Alexis nodded. I could tell she now understood that the road to power meant certain compromises, and that seeing this thru to the end was that price. She sighed, looked at me and smiled, and unbuckling my belt, began to undress me.