The Enveloping Requirement. Part One - Sex Stories

The Enveloping Requirement. Part One

... living room and was impressed to find her sitting on the sofa with a glass of Champagne, and another glass poured for him placed on a small table next to the sofa.

She asked him to sit down on the ever so firm, but comfy sofa across the room from where she was sitting. She spoke professionally about the company and where it was heading. She asked Chris whether he wanted to be part of it for the future. He enthusiastically replied that he did.

He then explained how and where he saw himself within the company in the future. It felt more like a relaxed interview, but she seemed very interested in hearing him speak.

There was some more talk about the file glitches and they drank their glasses of champagne. The conversation ended and suddenly, Miss Lexington’s tone changed to a relaxed and friendly manner. She asked him if he could ‘check a mysterious noise upstairs’, something that had been bothering her, but she could not find the cause.

Puzzled by this request, he agreed and as she showed him the way, he followed. As she led the way upstairs, Chris couldn’t help but notice the shape of Miss Lexington’s backside in her tight skirt as she was climbing the stairs.

“Not bad,” he thought to himself as they walked up and around onto a spindled landing that overlooked the reception area below. Walking along the landing, another area that was immaculate, they soon arrived outside a bedroom. Miss Lexington opened the door and motioned Chris in first.

It was the main ...

... bedroom.

Her bedroom.

It was bright and pristine, with shelves containing ornaments of elegant women, many flowers and nice artworks on the walls. What took him most aback at that moment was the nice, queen-sized bed that was covered in posh Daily Telegraph broadsheet newspapers.

Miss Lexington suddenly became strict, speaking loudly at Chris.

“Right, undress and lie on the bed,” she said in a serious tone.

“Huh, what?” Chris replied.

It was an unexpected, strange demand that left him bewildered. He looked in shock at Miss Lexington, who was standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips and frowning.

“Do as you are told and your position in my company will continue,” she explained. “If you choose to disobey my demands, then you can leave right now and your position at my company will discontinue,” she said almost shouting at him.

There was a pause, then she spoke again.

“Do we have an understanding, Christopher?” Miss Lexington said firmly.

Chris nervously hesitated, but with the powerful vibe and determined look she gave him, he knew it was better to obey her peculiar demand.

“Umm-err, yes- yes Miss Lexington,” Chris replied with a concerned stutter.

Miss Lexington’s stare pierced him.

“Well, come on, get your clothes off,” she demanded.

Following her very strict orders and under her watchful eye, he nervously undressed and went over to the bed. As he climbed on, the broadsheets crinkled and crunched under him but he soon felt the ...