Unsatiated with Dad's Best Friend: Taboo Romance

by Ami Snow

  She loved his thoughtfulness and his sensitivity, but at times she hungered for a man who was more primal. At times she hundred for a masculine man who wouldn’t ask about her feelings, who wouldn’t seek to comfort her. At times she desired a man who would be able to completely dominate her—a man who would be glad to take control of her and tell her what to do.

  She might have held out hope that Jeffrey would one day be that type of man. But it was becoming clear to her that he never would. That’s just not who he was.

  She sighed and rolled over on her side.

  The next morning Sophie woke up to the sound of Jeffrey preparing breakfast. The smell of coffee, bacon, and eggs wafted through the apartment. She propped herself up in bed and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the clock. It read 6:37.

  She had plenty of time before she was due to meet Worthington. She still felt tired and considered going back to sleep, but right as she closed her eyes Jeffrey came into room carrying a tray of food.

  “Wake up, sleeping beauty,” he said. “I’ve got breakfast for you.”

  He placed the tray on the bedside table, then leaned over and kissed her. Sophie smiled. Once again her husband had shown her how thoughtful and devoted to her he was.

  “Why’d you do all this for me, honey?” She asked.

  “Because I wanted to make sure that you got a good meal in you before you headed out to the island.”

  “Thanks, babe.”

  “And if that boss of yours gives you any trouble…” Jeffrey paused and stared at her searchingly….“you let me know and I’ll be out there in no time to bring you back home.”

  Jeffrey’s protectiveness made Sophie smile. But she was still disappointed that he wouldn’t put up more of a fight.

  “I’m sure everything will be alright, honey. It’s just business.”

  Jeffrey sighed and shook his head. Sophie became worried. Had she said something wrong? Could Jeffrey tell how excited and nervous she was about this trip?

  “But with guys like that, you never know honey. I want you to be careful and if he tries anything…”Jeffrey paused again and stared into her eyes…“inappropriate, I want you to call me right away.”

  Sophie cupped her husband’s face in her hands and gave him a long slow kiss. You’re so sweet honey. But I’m sure I’ll be okay.

  Sophie’s phone began ringing. She pushed her husband away and reached for it.

  It was Worthington. She looked at the screen for a few moments trying to figure out what to do. She didn’t know whether to ignore the call and wait to call him back or get out of the bed and take the call in the living room.

  She could feel Jeffrey’s staring at her intensely, as she tried to decide a course of action.

  “Aren’t you going to answer it?” He asked.

  Finally she did. “Hi, Mr. Worthington, how are you?”

  “Are you almost ready?” He asked.

  “Uhhmmm, but I thought we weren’t leaving until nine. It’s only 6:45.”

  “Change of plans. I want to beat the weekend traffic. We need to leave an hour earlier.”

  “Okay, I’m getting out of bed right now. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

  “Hurry up,” he said then hung up.

  Sophie couldn’t believe that he’d been so curt. What was wrong with him? They hadn’t even gotten on the road yet and he was already upset with her. She grew anxious and nervous. How would she be able to make it through a whole weekend with a man who was so demanding?

  “So he’s already trying to push you around.” Jeffrey said.

  Sophie couldn’t bear to look at him. She turned head away.

  “I hope you know what you’re doing,” Jeffrey said. “I really do.”

  He got up off the bed and walked out of the room. Sophie followed him with her eyes.

  She had no idea what she was doing or what she had gotten herself into.

  She arrived at the corner of Lexington and 46th Street out of breath and still tired from the night before. She saw a black taxi waiting outside a luxury apartment building. As she approached the car, the driver, dressed in a black suit, stepped out of the car. He came around to the other side and opened the back door then nodded and said hello to Sophie.

  “Ms. Chapman, I was sent to pick you up by Mr. Worthington. Please get in.”

  Sophie smiled, ducked her head, and got into the car. She was tingling with excitement and fear. She couldn’t wait to see Worthington’s face, his penetrating green eyes. She couldn’t wait to begin their weekend together.

  But when she got into the car there was no one else in the backseat. For a few moments she looked around confused. Where was he? Why had he told her to hurry up, if he wasn’t even going to be in the car?

  She became very nervous.

  The driver got back into the car and slammed the door.

  Questions buzzed around her head. As the driver took off into traffic, she couldn’t contain her curiosity.

  She banged on the glass partition that separated her from the driver. He tapped a button and his voice came through a speaker in the back seat.

  “Yes, Ms. Chapman. How can I help you?” He said.

  Sophie fumbled for the right way to get information out of the driver but finally just decided to blurt it out.

  “Where is Mr. Worthington? I thought that he would be here…Are we going to pick him up?” She said breathlessly.

  “Mr. Kensington is already at the destination. He awaits your arrival with great anticipation. Do you have any more questions?”

  Sophie sighed and sat back on the seat. Worthington was already playing games with her.

  A few hours later the black car pulled into the driveway of luxurious home.

  The driver carried Sophie’s bag to the front door and rang the bell. A young woman in a short cocktail dress opened the door. The driver took the bags inside. The young woman stood in the doorframe staring at Sophie.

  Sophie screened her eyes from the midday sun and stared back at the woman. For several moments the women’s eyes remained locked on each other. Finally it was Sophie who lowered her eyes and pretended to search through her purse.

  Her whole body was quivering. The woman had given her such a cold stare. And Sophie noted the way the woman stood in the doorway, as if guarding her territory from a potential intruder.

  The driver came back outside and approached Sophie.

  “Mr. Worthington is waiting for you inside, Ms. Chapman.”

  Sophie took a few deep breaths and regained her composure. She wasn’t going to let this woman ruin her weekend. She would find out who she was soon enough.

  She sighed and followed the driver up the front path to the front door. Sophie raised her head and meekly stared at the young woman who stood in doorway. She had a slim figure and was dressed in a long black skirt.

  “Welcome, Sophie,” the woman said. Sophie shivered when she heard the young woman’s voice. There was something cruel and intimidating in it. “I hope you enjoy your weekend.”

  The woman smiled.

  Sophie couldn’t help blushing. This woman was both intimidating and beautiful. There was a contrast of cruelty and frailty.

  Worthington came out from behind a door that Sophie hadn’t noticed. She wanted to rush into his arms. He put his finger to his lips, signaling for her to remain quiet.

  “Follow me down these steps,” he said.

  Sophie was bound and gaged. She was tied to a wooden post in the middle of a dimly lit room. He ankles were shackled. She’d never felt so helpless, so completely under another’s control. A few days ago she was desperate for this feeling of submission, but now as she experienced it for the first time she began to have her doubts.

  Where was Worthington? How long would he leave her down here in the basement?

  Next he moved her onto a table. “This is the next stage of the game,” he said. The table had a thick layer of padding on top of it.

  Worthington laid her down. He played with h
er pussy, jamming his fingers in and out. Sophie moaned and breathed heavily. She hungered for his cock. She wanted to feel him inside of her. Her whole body was on fire with lust.

  He ran his hands up and down her body. As she lay on her back, he stood over her rubbing his hard cock across her lips. She trembled with excitement. She felt her pussy getting wet. All she wanted to do was to take the large, pink-headed cock into her hands and slowly suck it until he finally came in her mouth. But her hands were bound tightly behind her head.

  He ran his fingers underneath her chin. He was staring directly into her eyes. He began loosening the gag that was in her in her mouth and eventually removed it.

  Sophie panted trying to catch her breath. She was happy that he’d removed the gag. She didn’t know how much longer she could tolerate it in her mouth.

  “How are you my lovely Sophie?” Worthington said smiling down at her.

  She was still struggling to catch her breath but eventually replied by smiling and saying, “It feels so good. Everything. I’m completely under your control. Do whatever you want to me. Please, whatever you want.”

  The dominant man smiled with satisfaction. He thoroughly enjoyed seeing his young secretary in such a compromising position. He knew that any reservations she’d had were now gone. She was no longer worried about her husband or what this infidelity might mean for her marriage. The only thing she was concerned with was satisfying his desires and submitting to his will. Everything else was irrelevant.

  He took hold of his cock and slowly guided the head into her mouth. He slowly pushed it deeper inside her. It was a huge cock with numerous veins running through—a big one down the middle and smaller ones on the side. Sophie’s eyes grew wide with pleasure and she licked her lips. Her pussy was dripping wet. If she could have, she would have been fingering herself furiously right now, pushing herself to the verge of orgasm. But that would have to wait.

  Right now she would have to obey the will of her master.

  Worthington walked to the other side of the room and slowly began undressing. When he came back over to Sophie, he was completely naked.

  Sophie marveled at his gorgeous, muscular body. He had strong, full pecs and six pack abs. He had the well-defined legs of a runner or cyclist. He was perfectly shaven. His cock was in perfect proportion with the rest of his chiseled body. ,

  Sophie was desperate to be penetrated by him. She was desperate to be fucked and made to obey and crawl and beg and plead. Whatever he asked of her, she would gladly do.

  She tried to communicate her complete submission with her eyes.

  “Please, do whatever you want to me.”

  He bent down and kissed her.

  “I think we’ve had enough for today. We should probably shower and have some dinner.”

  Minutes later Worthington took the last bondage rope from Sophie’s body. She was free. But for a few moments she remained on the table motionless. This encounter had been so exciting, so exhilarating that she didn’t know what else to do. She felt like lying there until he decided that he wanted to tie her up again.

  He helped her slowly sit up on the table. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her on the neck. His kisses made her smile and giggle. She loved his mix of brutality and tenderness.

  He kissed her one last time on the mouth.

  “Hold on. Let me go get you a robe.”

  He walked to the other side of the room. Sophie watched every movement of his sweaty muscular ass. She couldn’t wait until she got to really sink her fingers into it and squeeze. She couldn’t wait until he was on top of her pounding away. Her pussy was still dripping wet. She felt like getting up and jumping on him, begging him to fuck her, begging him to push his huge, hard dick into her wet cunt.

  Worthington wrapped the robe around her, then took her in his arms.

  He walked her upstairs to the bedroom. After placing her on the bed, he left the room, closing the door behind him. Sophie heard the door lock from the outside. She immediately shot up in the bed.

  A million questions swirled in her mind. Why had he locked the door? Was this some sort of punishment? Or was he maybe trying to protect her from the other woman?

  Sophie wondered where the other woman was and what she was doing. She knew that she must have been around somewhere. She figured that Worthington was doing his best to keep them apart. But Sophie wanted answers. She needed to know who that woman was.

  Her body was covered in red marks because the tightly tied ropes. Her whole body was sore but it was a soreness that she enjoyed. It made her feel like she’d actually experienced something, like had taken the chance to do something daring. It was a delicious feeling, one that she would savor forever, one that she wanted experience again and again.

  But for now she needed sleep. She shut her eyes turned on her side and within minutes she dozed off.

  Several hours later she woke up groggy. The room she’d been put in was totally dark. She was surprised that Worthington had not come back to get her yet. She didn’t want to panic or make too much of it but it did bother he that he wasn’t devoting all of his attention to her. But she should have known better. She should have suspected that he was not the type of man who would ever be able to dedicate himself one hundred percent to a woman. That was just not in his nature.

  He was the type of man who always had women coming in and out of his life. Hunky billionaires don’t come around often. And in New York City women outnumbered men so there was always fierce competition for eligible and desirable bachelors such as Worthington. Sophie sighed and wondered when he would come back.

  Moments later she heard the sound of something crashing to the floor and breaking. It sounded like a plat or a cup. Then there was loud screaming that came from downstairs.

  Sophie sat up in the bed and quickly threw off the covers. For the first time she actually afraid. What could be going on downstairs? She wondered.

  She figured that it probably had something to do with the woman she’d seen earlier in the day.

  She got out of the bed and walked to the door. She remembered hearing Worthington lock the door after leaving the room but she tried to open it anyway. It was still locked.

  She heard more screaming coming from downstairs. It was definitely a female voice. A shiver ran down Sophie’s spine. Why would he invite me here if this other woman was going to be here as well? She wondered. What is he trying to pull?

  She crossed arms across her chest and began pacing around the room. She was deep in thought, or deep in worry might be a better way to put it, when she heard footsteps coming down the hallway towards her room.

  The knob turned and someone pushed the door open.

  It was Worthington. He was wearing a polo shirt, white shorts, and boating shoes. His hair was perfectly slicked back.

  “I hope all that noise didn’t disturb you,” he said.

  Sophie kept her arms crossed and stared at him searchingly. She wanted answers but she was afraid to be too direct. Yet she couldn’t wait any longer. She couldn’t go any further with this weekend together until she knew what was going on.

  “I was already awake,” she said, “but now that you mention it I was wondering what all that racket was.”

  Worthington came towards her and wrapped his arms around her. He leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

  “I meant to tell you about that earlier but the timing just didn’t seem right. That woman you when you got here this morning…” Worthington paused and stared into her eyes…“she’s not very happy that you’re here.”

  “Yes, that was obvious,” Sophie said. She knew that he was holding back information and she wasn’t going to allow him to do that. “But why is she here? Sophie asked. That’s what I want to know.”

  He brushed a hair out of her face and said, “I didn’t know that she was going to be here. She used to live here with me off and on. And when we broke up I forgot to take the keys back and apparently she’s been living here for
the past few months.”

  Something about this story disturbed Sophie. He just forgot to take the keys back from his ex? Was this woman the only one of his exes that still had access to this house?

  “Do give keys to all of your girlfriends?”

  “Hahah. Wouldn’t you like to know?” He said. “You think it’s good idea that we keep playing like we did down in the basement?”

  Sophie felt embarrassed. Hadn’t she shown him how subservient she was willing to be? Hadn’t she shown him that she was willing to do as he commanded?

  “Of course. That’s why I want to know who that woman is. I don’t want anything to get between us. Is she still downstairs breaking things?”

  “No,” Worthington said shaking his head. “I told her she had ten minutes to pack her bags and get out of here or else I was calling the police.”

  “And she left?”

  “Yep. Right before I came up here. Why don’t you take a shower, get dressed and then come downstairs for dinner. Our wine and sushi dinner is almost ready.”

  Sophie smiled. She was definitely hungry from the workout Worthington had given her. And a few glasses of wine would be just what she needed as well.

  As the hot water cascaded down her, Sophie thought for the first time about Jeffrey. It startled her that she’d been able to go so long without thinking about him. She struggled to figure out what they meant. She knew that their relationship would never be the same again. She couldn’t see how she would be able to keep respecting him. He would never be able to control her and earn her respect in the ways that Worthington had.

  Before she’d taken this trip, she’d feared that feelings of guilt would flood her if anything were to happen with Worthington. But she felt no guilt, but rather a deep sense of fulfillment and satisfaction. She felt like she’d finally found something that she’d been searching for, maybe all of her life: a Master.

  It wasn’t that she wanted a master in any kind of formal sense. But she had a deep desire for a dominant male in her life. A man who would be ale to guide her through tough times, a man who would be able to support her if she decided that she wanted to stop working and have children. It would be a long time before Jeffrey worked his way up the ladder in academia. Most institutions, at least the ones that paid well and offered good benefits, had instituted hiring freezes for the past several years. It was harder than ever to secure a tenured position. Most people in the field were forced to deal with the uncertainty of adjunct gigs. That’s what Jeffrey had been dealing with and it had put a lot of train on their relationship.