DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 3--4 - Sex Stories

DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 3--4

... the remainder of our time just photographing me. Some of the photos Charlie shared with his fellow enthusiasts showed tributes of cum to my stomach, ass, or tits. More and more often, the photos were of cum welling from my pussy with rope to either side of my pussy.

Charlie like experimenting with different ropes. Thick, thin, course-and-rough, or smooth. Even trying different colors. The rope Charlie was using today felt like air sliding through my fingers as I helped loop it into coils. Marla special ordered the rope and I delivered it when we met so it wouldn't go to Charlie's mailbox where his wife might see. Silk rope cost a small fortune but Charlie had the means to order rope by the mile if he wanted.

I took another quick glance at the clock. I try not to clock-watch when I'm with a client. I also don't short-change my clients on time. Charlie still had just over thirty paid-for minutes of my time before I needed to get dressed. I walked to where the small buffet was on the counter and drank a glass of wine while munching on a few buttery crackers coated with a creamy, cheesy spinach dip. I expected Charlie to request quick sex in the time remaining or,orsomething... Pouring a second glass of the excellent red, I looked over at Charlie and shook my head in amusement. I'm not used to being ignored while standing naked in the same room as a client. Especially while wearing fuck-me stiletto heels.

I poured Charlie a glass of wine and sat next to him on the ...

... studio's sofa. He was still studying the diagram. Handing him his drink, I slid the paper out of his hand. "I'm tired of being ignored, Charlie," I pouted as if he hadn't just spent well over an hour wrapping me in rope. Leaning over to kiss him, I continued to pout, "Instead of a paper drawing of a woman why not look at a real one?"

Turning slightly to face one another, we sipped our wine. "I have been looking at you. Viv, I was a photographer for ten years before moving up to a new job in the company. I photographed some of the world's top models for ad campaigns. You're right at the top with them. I'm really lucky to have found you as my model."

"Speaking of 'really lucky', we don't have much time left, but what if I tiedyou up and had my way with your body? Maybe a little something to help you forget the disappointment of not getting your knots tied today," I asked, reaching over to lightly run my hand over a cock that was getting noticeably hard under his trousers.

"Gee, I don't know, Viv. I'm very, very disappointed," Charlie said. Sliding his butt towards the edge of the cushion, he closed his eyes and smiled as I un-did his trousers enough to pull his cock from the zipper opening. When my hand began stroking his hardening shaft, Charlie dreamily asked. "What knot would you use to tie me up with? Granny or square knot?"

Bringing my legs together to kneel on the couch, I pointed his tip up with my hand and leaned in ready to try and bring him in the short time we ...