The Enveloping Requirement: Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Enveloping Requirement: Part 2

... he asked her.

“Miss Lexington, I’m wondering just how long are you requiring me to be here at your house?” He said, with confidence.

She glared at him through her spectacles and spoke.

“As long as I require, now silence,” she said in a strict tone.

He thought about it and realised he would be here until at least Sunday, as she had mentioned in the Sunday Telegraph. Thinking further, he thought, would he be required for more broadsheet wrapping, and may be used for further sex, or just to finish the files? He had a nervous flutter of excitement about spending the night in Miss Lexington’s house, and where she would require him to sleep.

Chris decided to just accept whatever Miss Lexington had in store for him this weekend and sat and watched the film with her. He would ask her at some point to get a message to Charlotte, as he was not going to be able to make it this weekend. Right now, he was in two minds as he liked Charlotte, but the unexpected events and sexual encounters here at Miss Lexington’s immaculate house were euphoric. It would unfold to how it was meant to be. He wasn’t paying much attention to the film as his mind was too busy thinking about the events of that afternoon.

Two hours later, the film ended and Miss Lexington walked to the kitchen to make cold drinks. She requested Chris to turn off all the power supplies, and lights. She checked the doors were secure, set the alarms, and then strictly demanded Chris back upstairs, to which he ...

... obeyed.

Back in the bedroom, Miss Lexington closed the door and told him there was a golden-coloured toothbrush he could use in the en-suite. Chris walked into the en-suite and cleaned his teeth, drank a cup of water, and swapped with her so she could also prepare for bed.

He wanted to check his phone but thought it best not to keep on. He reminded himself he had a very cosy job, that it was a doddle for him and also, she paid him very well for doing it. No way did he want to rock that boat any more than he had. Miss Lexington suddenly came out of the en-suite, she was dressed in a pink, satin night blouse and satin pants. She then spoke firmly to him.

“Right Christopher, it’s time for us to go to bed as we are to be up early to finish the file glitch you caused. I need the new file management system checked too, so undress and get on the bed,” she said firmly.

“Yes, Miss Lexington,” Chris replied.

He removed his clothes as requested and climbed onto the broadsheet-covered bed. Miss Lexington picked up the queen-size broadsheet from the chair, unfolding it so it became the same size as the bed, and laying down herself, she pulled it over them both.

“You will keep to that side of the bed. I most certainly do not want to be disturbed, and I need your concentration to be one hundred percent on tasks, and all requirements throughout the day tomorrow,” she said firmly.

“Yes, of course, Miss,” Chris replied.

She whispered a firm, “Goodnight,” and then it was ...