“No problem, I really am not usually a tardy person.” She also usually wasn’t a wanton woman that left her panties for other men, especially her boss, but there she was doing it.
“The reports looked good, thank you for taking the time to finish them for me. The deal went through because of your figures.”
Fiona nodded, waiting for him to mention more. What about the panties? Did he get them or did one of the janitors? She just didn’t know and the anticipation was killing her.
“Did you need something Fiona?”
She shook her head. “No Carl, I do not.”
Her face was red as she walked to her desk. The weather outside was drizzling and it seemed about right, matching her mood. She had expected so much more, but nothing was not what she had expected at all. Fiona was starting to think that he was just fucking with her.
She waited for something to change or for him to finally address the issues, but Carl left out around eleven and she had classes that afternoon, so she didn’t see him again. For the next few days, he didn’t come in at all when she was in and Fiona didn’t know what to say about it. She had expected something more, but instead there was nothing. No reaction whatsoever.
Friday rolled around again and she was surprised that the doors were locked. It was five minutes till and usually someone was in by then. Waiting outside in front of the building, it was almost ten minutes later when another key holder came in and Fiona got in behind him. She took the elevator, thinking it was going to be just another day at work. She didn’t have classes, so she was there all day. Not only did she have a report to do, but Debra had set her up with one of her friends so she was ready to tackle the day and leave at a decent time.
She was not expecting to see Carl there when she got in, especially since the door had been locked. She started when she seen him and then moved towards her desk without even a good morning.
“Fiona, can you come here?”
“Sure.” Fiona walked back to his desk and stopped, waiting for some extra work she was sure he was going to heap on her.
“You are late Fiona.”
“Yes, but the doors were locked…” She stopped giving an excuse and just nodded her head instead to finish the sentence. The way he looked at her, it seemed that he had done it on purpose, giving himself a reason.
“You know there has to be consequences. Did you remember your panties today?”
Fiona said she did. “Good then give them to me. I will add them to my growing collection.”
She turned a little pink, but her heat raced. That is what she wanted, to feel him against her again. Fiona did as he commanded, his voice taking on a rough edge the longer he spoke. It made her wonder if he had been thinking about it as much as she had.
Her heart skipped a little with the idea of it. Fiona pulled her skirt up enough to grab the black strings, pulling it down as she bent over. “I guess I need to buy more.”
“I’ve already done that for you. Put these on.”
They felt heavier, but she wasn’t sure what was different about them. When she felt the hard piece of metal against her clit, she gasped a little.
“Do you like them?”
She nodded her head, waiting for more but then she was dismissed after he tossed her panties in one of the bottom drawers. The underwear was a bit uncomfortable and it felt strange to have them on. Not only because he had given them to her, but because of the way they fit and pressed against her in a very delicious way. What was he playing at?
Chapter 9
Fiona ignored Carl who was talking on the phone and then moved to the conference room for a meeting. She was trying to focus on her work to get out of there on time, though it was hard not to think about Carl when he was so close to her. Just a few feet away, but it might as well have been a mile for all the good it was doing to her. Leaning over to grab something out of her purse, the panties came to life suddenly, the round metal plate vibrating against her quim.
She bit her lip and closed her eyes tight. It all made sense then and Fiona was almost to the point of coming when it stopped just as suddenly as it started. Her breathing took time to get back to normal, her mind shattered, waiting for it to buzz again. Carl was also out of the office and she didn’t see him again until right before lunch as she was going to the elevator.
“Going home for lunch?” He didn’t want her going home and taking care of herself before he could get what he wanted from her.
“No, I was just going to go pick something up.”
“Why don’t you join me?”
“Okay.”
Fiona followed him downstairs to his car and got in after he opened the door. She had almost forgotten about the jacked up panties until they turned on all of a sudden while he was walking around the car. He opened the door and got in before he turned them off again with a small control in his hands. Carl got hard watching her face in pleasure, wanting to push the button again and finish her off right then.
She finally got her breathing under control, but still didn’t have the nerve to look at him. “Do you like them?”
Fiona wiggled in her seat, trying to get the damn metal circle away from her clit that was burning and sensitive. She had been close to an end that had been weeks in the making. Biting her lip, she looked out the window next to her. They came on again, but not long enough to give her release, just long enough to push her teetering body closer to the edge and then nothing.
“Well?”
“Please turn them back on. Just for a few seconds. That’s all I need.”
He nodded and put the controller back in his pocket. They were working like he wanted, pushing her closer till she would not be so hard to convince. “Where do you want to eat at? China Garden is pretty good.”
Fiona didn’t care. All she wanted to do was come. She couldn’t think about anything else. “I don’t care Carl.”
He liked that she was getting frustrated. Carl had been busy the last week and hadn’t gotten to see her much. It was good for him to get away from her and the feelings he felt for her. Now to see her like that, gagging for him, it was just too perfect for words. He wished he could have seen her the first time he turned it on.
“You sound testy.”
She made another aggravated sound and he turned it on just before they parked at the restaurant. He watched her face to not let her go too far, stopping right before she would have reached bliss. “Fuck.”
“Such language.”
***
“I can’t believe you eat here.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re rich.”
“So what, I am supposed to eat caviar all day?”
It did seem preposterous. “No I guess not, just you seem too normal to be who you are.”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment.”
“You should.”
There was a silence that stretched between them. Fiona had noticed that he took the controller with him, but then they started talking and she forgot about it. It was easy to do until the damn thing came to life and wreaked havoc on her thinking.
“So how do you like it?”
“I would like it better if you would turn it on long enough to let me finish. It’s only fair.”
Carl sat back and chuckled a little. “I was talking about the job, but good to know.”
“Oh, well it has it’s perks. And it’s frustrations.”
“I always want to make sure my employees are happy where they are. I don’t want them running off when a better offer comes around.”
“Is this what you do with all of them because I would like to hear about how Linda in accounting reacted to your methods?”
The mental image of the uppidity middle-aged woman with pleasure panties on made him laugh a little louder. It had been too long since he had laughed like that, so completely surprised by her answer. His hand slipped into his pocket and he turned it on for a moment, just enough to remind her of the feeling and make her face conto
rt a little.
“It was pretty much like that.”
Chapter 10
Fiona spent the rest of the day on the edge of her seat. She was practically in tears, needing it so bad. She couldn’t concentrate on anything and Fiona worried that she had made a mistake or two. Carl was gone most of the afternoon and she figured he had done another runner and wouldn’t be back. When he came back in, she sighed, sure that she would finally get what she needed, one way or another.
“Afternoon boss.”
Someone else came out of the elevator with him and she stopped the innuendo that was in her throat. The woman was tall and blonde, pretty even though she was a bit older than Fiona. She looked more like Carl’s type, affluent and slightly snobby. She turned around and went back to her desk.
There were no walls between them, the floor plan to open when she had to see them talking and laughing, but not being able to hear the words. Fiona didn’t have a right to be jealous, not really, but it didn’t stop her from feeling it like a painful grip on her throat. Gathering up her things, she walked passed the two and turned towards the elevator, waiting for the damn ding to get her out of there.
It finally dinged and she stepped into the elevator, turning around to meet his gaze just before the doors started to close. He looked at the clock and then back at her, she was leaving early. Fiona was convinced that he was obsessed with time, but the thoughts were chased away as the panties started to go off. “Fuck.”
It wasn’t loud, but it didn’t have to be. Carl could read her lips perfectly and she saw a smile before all she could see was her reflection in the shiny steel of the doors. She braced herself against the moving metal as she started to ascend. The buzzing got faster and she cried out in the empty box as she finally came. Her eyes flicked up to the numbers and she had only gone two floors. Fiona didn’t know how far the reach was on the damn controller, so she pulled the panties off and bundled them up in her hand. Someone got on at eight and she hoped that her outside was not raging like her inside was.
“Hi, Fiona right?”
“Yes.”
“Dale.” He extended his hand and she took it with her left. How could he not hear the buzzing sound?
“Nice to meet you.”
The man tried to small talk while she felt fluid slow moving down the inside of her thigh. The floors took forever and three more people got on before she got to the bottom. Fiona was paranoid. Sure that the faint hint of sex lingered still. She moved out and sighed in the cooler air. She spotted his car as she was walking to her own. Putting the panties underneath his windshield wipers, Fiona got in her car and took off.
***
Fiona was still shaking when she got home. Her nerves were shot and she was just thankful that it was the weekend. Time was needed away from Carl after today. He had almost driven her mad with very little effort. That fact was eye opening. She started the shower to clean herself off and just relax under the hot jets. She didn’t hear the door open or shut.
Getting out, she cursed under her breath when she realized that the towels were still on the dryer. Running through the house, the air conditioned air froze her wet skin, but she finally made it there and threw one of the towels in the dryer to warm up. She thought she heard something and called out, expecting to hear Debra’s voice. When she heard nothing, the hair went up on the back of her neck. Opening the dryer door, she grabbed out the warm towel and wrapped it around herself.
“Hello?”
“In here Fiona.”
The voice was clear and she knew who it was. Her eyes needed to process what her mind already knew. There he was, sitting on her bed near the front post. He had the pleasure panties in his hands. “I didn’t tell you to take them off.”
Her hand tightened the grip on her towel. “I had to.”
“And leave them on my car?”
She looked down and smiled a little. Fiona had been looking for a reaction. She just hadn’t expected it to be so quick.
“Get on your knees, now.”
Her mind went to one of the first times they had met and his comment about her on her knees. Would she? Go to her knees just like that, like he said she would?
He stood up as she moved closer. Before she could bend down though, he stopped her and pulled her towel away. His eyes took in each curve of her body and groaned inwardly. “Put these back on first.”
Her hands trembled as she took them out of his hand. They were still damp to the touch and cold where the air had cooled the hot essence. She didn’t want to put the torturous things on, but his command was hard to deny.
She slipped them on, the material and metal disc made her whimper and forget what she was doing. He reminded her when his hands went to his dress pants, pulling them down enough to unleash his long length. Fiona swallowed hard and her throat felt dry. Her hand moved to touch him as her body lowered to put her mouth where it was obviously needed.
Carl moved forward and let her get a sample before he turned the vibration back on and she moaned around his cock. It caused his own pleasurable vibrations as her moans reverberated around his shaft. Fiona’s eyes closed as he started to thrust into her mouth. It was hard to concentrate on anything but the constant buzzing on her swollen clit. His cock moved deep in her throat, gagging her for a moment before he pulled back out suddenly. Her mouth moved quickly back to his stiffness, trying to suck the cockhead back in, anything to take her mind off of the damn panties wreaking havoc.
He didn’t let her take him in though, moving away and out of her reach. Fiona was in the midst of another orgasm, her body shaking as she went back to her knees, pushing the panties harder against her pussy. “Oh Carl, please.”
“Get on the bed.”
She tried to get up on her wobbly legs but it was hard as every muscle in her was tensed. Carl grabbed her arm and helped her to the bed. He shut the panties off, hearing her sigh and giving her a much needed moment to breathe.
Her eyes were closed and she didn’t realize that he was moving over her on the bed until he moved her arm up over her head. She looked up to see him putting a Velcro strap on her wrist. “Where did those come from?”
“I come prepared. Do you want me to stop?”
She shook her head no quickly. Fiona never wanted him to stop. She moved her arm up towards the other post and then sat back on his knees to see his handiwork. Her chest rose and fell with her rapid breath and her blue eyes followed him as he moved to the bedside table where he had left the controller. Her eyes closed as she waited for the vibrations that she knew were to come. Even being prepared for them was not enough to stop the jerk when they hit.
The bed compressed in front of her as he moved in between her thick thighs. He didn’t take long to make himself known, his heavy head sliding her lips wide open for his penetration. He couldn’t get through the panty material though, so it just pressed against her wet hole, still not giving her what she needed.
“Please Carl.”
“Please what? What do you want Fiona?”
“Take these off and fuck me!”
Her words surprised her, but she couldn’t help it He was driving her crazy. He yanked them down almost instantly, pulling her down as far as she would go, forgetting that the bindings were there until she wasn’t able to move anymore. She shook as he covered her body, rubbing the thick head against her sensitive nub. It made her jump and then he jerked her back down to slam into her.
Fiona cried out with the sudden fulfillment in finally having him inside of her. Thinking about it was never as good as feeling it though and her tight sheath collapsed around his thickness with each wave of pleasure that hit. “Yes, oh my God Carl. Harder, fuck me harder!”
It was her giving the commands and Carl had no reason not to obey. His hips thrust harder and deeper, her need spilling out and splashing their smacking bodies. Fiona wanted to touch him, hold him, but she was not able to move. He had completely taken over, her own submission complete as she came for the last time. Car
l was unable to stop himself from finally blowing his lid, filling her deep with his hot cum.
Carl looked down at her and couldn’t believe how she made him feel. His heart constricted when her eyes finally reopened and met his. He had never felt that way before, never wanted to hold his sub after he had taken her and surely never met one that asked for it harder. His cock jerked inside of her and she whimpered.
“Can I have some more Fiona?”
“You can have whatever you want.”
He leaned in, pushing deeper as she gasped. Carl released her wrists and then rolled her on top of him. His cock was still lodged deep, hard and ready again. “Now ride me Fiona.”
“As you command.”
THE END
At His Call
An Alpha Billionaire Romance
By: Carly White
At His Call
Chapter 1
“I told you Kristy, go talk to Marvin’s son.”
She tried not to make a face, knowing that it would upset her father. Just getting out of school, Kristy had figured that it would not be hard to find a job. Her last name alone should have opened some doors, but the only ones that were opening, were not any that she wanted to go through. Kristy wanted a job she could care about, something where she could make a difference.
Her dad manufactured paper products and she had never seen her future having anything to do with that. There was nowhere else to go and there was nothing she could do in that capacity. So, instead she kept looking, but after almost a year of no better offers, Kristy was starting to think that she was going to have to call one of her father’s friends after all.
Marvin had started a factory twenty years ago that produced petroleum based products and it had quickly become a household name across the country. One factory had turned into hundreds and it only seemed to be getting bigger as the demand rose for the cheap materials. Now he had grown it to billions a year in revenue and recently stepped down as President. His son, Ash had taken over and needed someone in her expertise. Kristy’s major was in sustainable practices and though she had only been able to secure freelancing consultant jobs, Ash was offering a full-time gig to make the company more compliant with EPA regulations.
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