Since we had met at the hotel I had corresponded with Theresa several times. We had met when she had booked me at a hotel for a massage. Thirty eight and single, with a large voluptuous figure, huge breasts and I discovered, a huge capacity for alcohol, she had also turned out to be one of the most sexual women I had ever met. She was a Portfolio Manager for a property developer and when we had first met, I found her superior attitude, demeaning manner and rudeness hard to take. At one stage I had threatened to leave and after finally apologising and asking me to stay I relented and ended up tying her to my couch and sexually tormenting her for over an hour, bringing her repeatedly to the point of orgasm until she literally cried and begged for release.
Now, several weeks later, our online chat was becoming increasingly sexual and perverse as she explained how much she had enjoyed being restrained and dominated by me. She told me she loved being helpless, humiliated and dominated. She had also told me that she was particularly turned on by the idea of being humiliated and undressed in public before being sexually used. She told me that all of her fantasies revolved around elements of being stripped or exposed in public and being used sexually irrespective of her own needs. She told me she thought of being in a doctor’s surgery where the doctor would examine her before sexually using and abusing her, sometimes in front of medical students. Another involved her Boss who was older than her calling her into his office to be inspected, humiliated and then used without thought for her needs or desires.
One day she contacted me and asked if I was available for another massage. We arranged a day and she told me to meet her at a hotel near Maidenhead just after lunch. I did so but a while later she rang to say she had had a call from a site in Reading and would have to attend to the problem. She asked if I would meet her there and then we could get a room in Reading. She met me at the hotel car park and as we drove I looked across at her. She was wearing a very tight fitting business suit, her skirt cut just above her knees and gave me a glimpse of plenty of thigh as she drove. Her hair was tied up and although she looked quite severe, I actually found her very attractive and couldn’t ignore my cock twitching in anticipation of what may lay ahead when we returned to the hotel.
Ten minutes later she parked up and after a short walk we entered a non descript building in town. As we entered there was a reception area and several men were working on ladders installing some cables within the ceiling. Neither men looked happy to see her and after a cursory glance and greeting, true to form she ignored them. Once again, I found this side of her nature unpleasant but confirmed what I had thought about her attitude towards others. Walking through the ground floor another couple of men in hard hats and hi vis were discussing some detail over a drawing and asking me to help myself to a coffee, she left me to discuss some detail with them. I got myself a coffee and about ten minutes later she invited me to follow her up to the second floor. Entering the open plan office area we passed five or six people, no one paying any attention other than a casual glance as she walked around and surveyed their work. Finishing my coffee, we then got in the lift and proceeded up to the third floor which consisted of a large open plan area with several small cellular offices. The partitioning walls were solid plastered but full high glass faced the open plan area. The glass was etched and obscured except the top of each glass panel which was clear about 400mm from the top and bottom. No one else was around and it looked like whatever refit had been taking place was complete. Furniture was positioned loosely around the area and each office either had a small meeting table and four chairs or a large office desk and a couple of high backed leather office chairs.
As she walked along looking into the office I looked at her hips swinging in front of me and as we got to the office furthest from the lift she entered and walked in looking up at the ceiling. Sunlight cascaded in from the large window on the back wall and in the office block opposite I could make out several individuals sat at their desks. Looking back at her, I looked at her large breasts straining inside her jacket, her cleavage caught my eye and the swing of her hip made me want to grab her from behind. Suddenly I had an urge to take her. Stepping behind her, I closed the door behind us. She turned around startled, ‘what the fuck!’ Instantly I was on her, planting my mouth on her lips I held her tight and started to kiss her. I was actually taken back but how strong she was but even so I was easily able to hold her hands behind her back and push her back until she was pressed against the desk. She tried to steady herself but as she did I held her and suddenly felt her respond and return my kisses, probing my mouth with her tongue. I now held both her wrists in one hand and with the other started to massage and grope her breasts with the other. Suddenly she twisted sideways breathing heavily. ‘What if someone comes?’ I ignored her, pulled her jacket open and slid my hand over her breast. For some seconds she resisted before I felt her relax and spun her round, pushing her forward onto the table.
Without giving her the opportunity to question me again I instruct her to ‘stand still’. She looked like she was about to question me but then slowly she did as instructed. Slowly I walk around until I’m stood behind her. Well aware that I was making her nervous, I stay still as she looks over her shoulder nervously. ‘Remain still and face the window’. She complies and I remain still, aware of how uncomfortable my presence is making her feel. Excitement emanates from her and I watch her breathing change as she senses me inches from her back, my hot breath down her neck. Slowly I walk around until I stand beside her. I can sense her excitement, her chest rises and falls heavily, a red blush spreading across her cheeks and the front of her chest. She is hesitant and tries to turn but I tell her sternly that she must always do as she is told. She turns her head slightly and I see her bite her lip and recognise a flash of excitement in her eye. ‘Did I tell you to move?’ ‘No Sir’ she responds apologetically. ‘Then do as I ask’ as I slowly walk around her, pausing and staring as if there is something I have noticed. I can feel her embarrassment as my eyes seem to look through her clothes as I take in every inch of her body as if naked. I pull up a chair, sit down and watch as she looks down at the floor. ‘Look at me’. She does so and I can see she is breathing more heavily now, sweat is appearing across her brow and her face looks flushed. I watch her intently before continuing.
‘Good, now take off your jacket’. Hesitantly she reaches up and undoes the button on her jacket, her hands shaking to the point where she can hardly undo it. My eyes don’t leave hers as I tell her to undo her blouse and remove it. I can sense her apprehension, her nerves combined with excitement as I watch her comply. I stay quiet and watch her discomfort. ‘Now your skirt’. Again, a slight hesitation brings a rebuke and I tell her that she is to do as I say immediately and without delay. ‘Now!’ You unclasp your skirt and let it drop as I get up and walk around you, surveying every inch. Bending down I pick up her jacket, skirt and blouse and place them over the back of her chair. Now I walk around behind her, I can feel she wants to turn with me but I tell her not to move. Reluctantly, nervously she does so as I stand behind her and remain silently still. For at least a minute I do not speak, or move and watch her fidget, her breathing becomes laboured and I can sense the tension in the air. I lean back and admire her. I stand and admire her full figure, the weight evident around her waist and as I continue to gaze at her body I admire her wide hips, her full wide bottom and her white knickers barely covering her ample cheeks. Her hold ups encase her strong thick thighs, her skin pale glowing in the sunlight drifting in from the window. Slowly I pace to her side admiring her full bottom and the shape of her breasts in a matching white bra. Her cheeks are red, her breathing is laboured as she sighs heavily. She turns to face me and opening her mouth I silence her with my finger to my mouth and a shake of my head a warning. She hesitates and then closes her mouth and assumes the position, standing still, hands by her side and facing the window. I push her chair under the table allowing me to stand in front of her in the confines of the office and lean back against her chair, my eyes never leaving her devouring every inch.
‘Now your bra’, but she doesn’t move. ‘Now’! She hesitates and then reaching around she unclasps her bra before slowly letting it fall to the floor and defensively holding her arms over your breasts. ‘Put your arms by your side’ and slowly, reluctantly she does as she is told allowing me to freely stand and admire your breasts. They sag heavily but I notice that her nipples are once again very large and inflamed and I feel the urge to reach out and gently tweak them before restraining myself quickly. I gesture towards her knickers. She knows what I want but hesitates. Then submission and understanding my intent, she takes a deep breath before tentatively pulling them down and stepping out of them leaving her in her hold ups and high heals and looking sensational. I watch transfixed as her dark, neatly trimmed bush comes into view and with a nod of my head I gesture for her to remove them. Stepping from her knickers she rises slowly. She tries to cover her modesty with her hands but seeing the look on my face she takes her hand away and slowly stands upright before me. I look her in the eyes as she struggles to keep eye contact, then slowly I look over her, taking in her breasts, her stomach, her waist and the width of her hips before lowering my eyes to her pussy. Remaining silent, I look and stare at every inch of her.
I step forward, stand immoveable in front of her, reach for her breast, lift it gently and kneed it softly as if I’m a baker measuring dough. Then I glide my palm across her nipple, feeling it harden and lengthen at my touch. I walk around her examining every inch of her, her bottom nicely round and full, my cock twitches, stirs and then for some minutes I stand behind her, devouring every single inch of her body. I give nothing away, not a single intimation of my like or dislike, not a word is spoken as I walk around her. She stands still, breathing heavily and I see that she is increasingly finding it difficult to remain still. Looking over her shoulder I see movement and the faint sound of talking catches my attention through the glass. Seeing I am distracted she turns to look over her shoulder. She can clearly see as clearly as I can two shadows pass fleetingly not ten metres away from us on the other side of the glass. We can both see it and I’m aware that if they move any nearer to the glass we are likely to be spotted, especially with all the daylight pouring through the window.
Seeing the panic in her eyes I put my finger to my mouth. ‘Look at me’. I whisper. She turns to face me. ‘Look at me and stand still’ I tell her quietly but firmly. I step forward and lean into her, distracting her. She is inches away, my presence bears over her, now very close, her hairs stand on end as she realises the reality of her situation, naked, vulnerable and possibly about to be discovered naked. I walk behind her and stand just close enough that I can breath onto the back of her neck. ‘Do you realise that if they spot you here, they can probably tell you are naked?’ I whisper almost imperceivably. I watch her whole body shudder, but this isn’t fear, I watch her skin blush and hear her groan audibly. ‘You like that don’t you’ but its not a question, it’s a statement. Slowly I turn to face the glass making sure to make no sudden movements that may catch the eye. I can still hear voices and remain still listening. After a minute I can’t see any movement or hear any talking and assume that they must have done what they needed to and left the floor. Turning back to Theresa I stand behind her watching as she trembles noticeably.
‘Lean forward and place your hands on the desk’. She glances behind her, looks me in the eye and then looking over my shoulder I can see her reluctance as she tries to ascertain if the couple still chatting outside maybe able to see her. ‘I said, hands on the table’! Slowly, reluctantly, fearfully, she leans forward and places her hands on the table. Bent over like this I have an amazing view of her bottom and can only just resist stroking her. ‘Now open your legs’. Slowly she parts her feet shoulder width apart and I love the vulnerability of her stance. ‘Wider’ and complying she watches as my eyes devour her secret place, feasting my eyes on her naked labia as I continue to stare. Slowly I reach down and slowly inch by tormenting inch, I slide my fingers softly down her back, over her bottom, between her cheeks until my fingers press against her swollen labia. She is already wet, her labia swollen and inching my fingers nearer I slide along her swollen pussy lips. My touch is gentle. I clasp her pussy lips together and roll them between my fingers, gently stroking and pressing them between my fingers. She gasps, my only reaction is a to gently reach between her thighs and softly, slowly, gently flick and rub her clit making her moan loudly. I know what she wants and slowly inch by inch I slide a finger into her wetness and start to slowly massage her pussy. At the same time, I run my thumb over her anus and my cock pulses as she pushes back against my hand and groans even loader. I rub her juices over her anus and slowly slide my thumb into her anus as I finger her deeply.
Out of the corner of my eye I catch movement and freeze. I can’t hear any voices but I can see that there is definitely someone walking around the floor. Feeling me hold still, Theresa tries to stand but I Sshhh her, place my hand on her back and gently hold her in position. I can feel her panic but instead of stopping I gently start to massage her pussy and anus making her bite her lip to stifle her moan. I can’t see any movement outside or hear any noise and continue to massage her anus and pussy ever deeper. If anyone is there I wonder how long it will be before he can hear her as her breathing deepens and her moaning becomes more incessant as I finger her harder and deeper. Minutes pass, my strokes becoming deeper as I enter her pussy with another finger, press against her anus with my thumb and use my other hand to massage her clit. Her legs buckle, I feel her weight sag against my hand and watch as she frantically tries to subdue her moans and stifle a scream as her orgasm rocks and surges through her. Slowly I withdraw as she slumps over the desk and I slowly walk to the door. I listen, check for movement and seeing nothing, open the door slightly and seeing no one I close and walk to the window.
‘Stand up’. Slowly she drags herself up and stands breathing heavily. My eyes bore into every inch of her nakedness as if judging her as she buckles under the intensity of my gaze. I’m very careful to portray the right look on my face, one of detachment, no hint of my desire, almost portraying a look of disappointment and displeasure at what he I was watching. Even though I have just brought her to orgasm, the way I’m looking at her makes her tremble with excitement. I turn away and look out of the window. Opposite is the office block, various people can be seen sitting at their desks adjacent to the window. I turn to face her and stand aside. ‘Come and stand here’ She looks away embarrassed. I wait a minute and then standing, I call her to my side of the desk and order her to stand in front of the window. Fifty metres or so on the other side of the car park are other offices and clearly you can see both men and women visible in the offices. Standing this close to the window I know that anyone who glances over to our office will be able to see her. I stand behind her, pull my jacket out of the way and press myself against her, knowing my hardness would be clearly felt. Reaching around her I stroke her stomach before reaching up and cupping her breasts. Knowing we can be seen makes my cock throb and ache in my trousers. I cup her breasts and start to massage them, my palm brushing over her nipples, appreciating their hardness. She tips her head back and I allow her to rest her head on my shoulder as she presses back against my hard on and groans loudly. Massaging her breasts with one hand I reach around and start to massage her clit with my other. There is no subtlety now, no slow build up I rub my fingers quickly over her clit and its clear she will soon orgasm. She places her hands on the window ledge and arching back onto me she orgasms so loudly I’m sure she must have been heard. I feel her knees buckle but no sooner had she orgasmed than I slipped a finger between her pussy lips and pressing my palm against her clit she starts to become increasingly loud as I finger her pussy and rub my hand over her clit.
I’m aware how intense this will be as she tries to slow me down and adjust her position. I ease off her clit but push her forward slightly until she is almost pressed against the glass. I withdraw, reach behind her and now thrust two fingers deep into her pussy and start to thrust my fingers in long, deep strokes into her pussy. Our movements are now raw, hard, physical. She is biting her lips but still unable to stifle all of her moans and emits a small scream as she orgasms again. I pull her back from the window and sit her on the edge of the desk facing the window. I part her thighs and instantly enter her again only this time I lean forward and suck her clit as I once again finger fuck her. She grabs her breasts no longer seeming to care or be aware of her surroundings as I’m convinced the sounds of her pleasure must be clearly audible outside. She grabs her breasts and begins to pinch, stroke and massage her breasts intensely as I continue to suck and lick her increasingly harder. I feel her pussy pulsate and clamp around my fingers and within minutes its all over. She cries out and one last orgasm rips through her as she tries to clamp her thighs together and thrashes around the desk as she tries to escape. Standing up straight, I grab her and stand her up before I grab her hips and flip her over onto her stomach. I gently kick her feet and she opens her legs wide as I unzip my fly, step forward and rubbing my cock against her pussy in one hard thrust I enter her. I hold still, letting her feel my harness deep inside her and then pushing her face down on the desk I grab her hips and thrust into her hard and fast. All of my pent up frustrations are now evident. I hardly notice her groans as I focus totally on fucking her. I see the shape of someone outside but I’m too far gone and with several more deep, hard strokes I pull out, grab my cock and shoot several streams of cum over her back and bottom.
I collapse back into the chair and watch as she slowly lifts herself of the desk. We are both spent. She is sweating, her skin flushed and red, her pussy now enflamed and wet, she smiles as she leans forward and kisses me. We both look at each other and as if realising where we are we both glance at the door but are relieved that we can no longer see anyone outside. I regain my composure and tidying my clothes I smooth out my suit as she fetches her clothes and starts to get dressed. We wait ten minutes talking quietly before taking out bags and leaving though the office only passing a couple of people at the café bar as we left.