Phillip finished with his reports for the morning and looked at his watch. It was time to pick Vanessa up for their lunch date. After the episode in the stairwell with his wife, he needed to be with someone who would do more. Be more willing to not defy him and let him do anything he wanted to do to her, or him. He hoped that Vanessa was one of those people. She just might be. Phillip closed his eyes and remembered what Vanessa was wearing today, the short red skirt, black pumps, and white blouse that didn’t leave anything to the imagination. The way she dressed, the way she flirted with him today, he knew that he could get Vanessa to do anything he wanted her to do.
Phillip closed his computer down, cleaned up his desk and walked to the door of his office. When he opened it, Vanessa was standing at the door about to knock. “Sorry, I finished my work for the morning and was coming to see if you wanted to go to lunch early,” she explained.
“Absolutely,” Phillip said, his eyes full of hunger and desire. Vanessa gasped at what she saw in his eyes. “Let’s go. I know a small café we can go to. It has a beautiful view,” Phillip said.
He walked out of his office and offered his arm to Vanessa. She gladly took his arm and they walked to the elevator. The employees be damned, he didn’t care that they were looking at them unapprovingly. They all knew he was married to Katherine. But he didn’t care. He had a much sexier woman on his arm now. And seriously, it’s not like in-office affairs never happened.
Once outside the building, Phillip led Vanessa to his car. He opened the door for her and as she was getting into the car, she brushed up against his hand that was holding the door open for her. Did he imagine that, or did she really mean to brush up against him? Ignoring it, he closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side of the car.
Phillip got in his car, backed out and drove out of the parking lot. He drove a couple of blocks and turned into the parking lot of A Seat by the Bay. This used to be his favorite place to take Katherine. But with the way she had been acting and the way she had been treating him, he knew he would never take her here again. Maybe now, it can be his favorite place to take Vanessa.
He put the car in park and before he could get out of the car, Vanessa put her hand on his thigh, “I don’t know if you know this or not, but when you came out of the stairwell you had a big wet spot…here,” she said softly, touching where Katherine was grinding herself against him. “And the front of your pants…” she said moving her hand up his pants, “well you were straining. Next time, come see me. I’ll help you. I know places in the office we can go. No one will ever know. If your wife,” Vanessa said with a hiss, “doesn’t want to help you out, I will be glad to. Don’t worry,” she said, her hand stopping at the front of his pants, and squeezing him ever so gently, “I won’t tell.”
Phillip froze and looked at her. Vanessa leaned over and kissed him. Gently. A small kiss. Just to see what would happen. When Phillip didn’t respond, she sat back in her seat, turned and opened the car door and got out of the car.
Phillip had to breathe. What was he doing? This is what he wanted. He wanted Vanessa. But not this way. She was way too willing. Wasn’t she? Phillip was so confused all of a sudden, which isn’t like him at all. He should be with his wife right now. Right? Katherine had responded to him. She leaned in wanting more. She started wrapping her leg around him in the stairwell wanting more. But he was forceful with her, made her do things that made his fantasies run wild. But she didn’t complain! She liked it! He could tell by her response, she was wet, moaning, grinding back against him.
Just thinking of his tryst with Katherine in the stairwell was making him hard again. But he was angry with her, angry Katherine thought she could talk to him with such disrespect. Vanessa would never talk to him that way. But why would he want to be with the receptionist who has probably slept with every guy on the 15th floor? Again! The confusion! Why? Because Katherine has been so difficult lately! He couldn’t get a single word in their conversations anytime they talked. She would always hold up her hand, like he was some child, signaling him to wait his turn. Katherine used to be so fun. They used to have fun together. Now she would just turn him away when he wanted to have some fun.
The big bosses said he deserved a long vacation. Should he take one with Katherine? See what happens? No. He knew what would happen. He would say something about a fantasy of his or even just say something in general and she would get offended. Then they would end up arguing. That’s what has been happening at home, so how would a vacation help?
Katherine was going to see some shrink to talk to. To complain about him no doubt. Who does he get to talk to? No one. Well, he could talk to Vanessa…Vanessa was ready for him. That much he knew. He knew that he could talk to her, more than Katherine. Was he really going to do this? Was he really going to accept her offer? No. Well, maybe. Was he? It was an inner battle he was having. He wanted Katherine. He missed his wife, but his sexual preferences have changed. A lot. The stairwell was the first time in a year that he had been with his wife in a fun and exciting way. He didn’t want to be gentle anymore. He found that he loved to fuck. Good and hard. He wanted to hear Katherine scream his name and feel her juices flowing all over him. He wanted to feel her on top of him. And then he wanted to flip her over and take her ass. Hard.
Phillip looked down and noticed he was straining against his pants. God, he needed to get a release, or he wasn’t going to survive the rest of the day. Rolling down the window he called out,
“Hey Vanessa. Get back in the car,” Phillip said. “Now.” Giving her a look that said she better obey him. Vanessa got back in the car and turned to look at Phillip with excitement in her eyes.
“What now?” Phillip started unbuckling his belt and unzipped his pants. “PHILLIP!? What are you doing?” Vanessa exclaimed and she stared at his massive manhood.
“You are going to stroke me. Softly at first and then you are going to go faster. Don’t let me finish. We are going to my condo. You are going to suck me, but you still aren’t going to let me finish. Oh no, my sweet vixen. I am going to fuck you so hard you aren’t going to be able to stand.” Vanessa moaned in agreement. She leaned over, put her hand on his knee and slowly grazed her hand up his thigh. When she reached him, she slowly started stroking him with one finger. He was already hard. Very hard. And very big. Vanessa gasped and looked at him wide-eyed. Regardless of what the people at the office thought of her, she had actually never fucked a man before.