The Chastity Collection (4 page)

Kim grabbed me by the hand, leading me into her bedroom.  She opened the doors of her walk-in closet and started rummaging through her many, varied outfits.

“If I know my dad, he’ll take you somewhere nice.  I mean, he’s already dressed up, so you should look decent.”  She eyed me and shook her head.  “Not shorts and a t-shirt.  Is that ketchup on your shirt?  Terrible.”

“Don’t I always look good?”  I asked before I studied the small stain on my shirt with a frown.

Several outfits were flung in my direction until I was buried in clothing.  “No.”  She said bluntly and I sighed deeply.  What had I gotten myself into?  “Try each one of those on.”

Finally, after trying on every outfit, a few of them twice, I ended up wearing a black skirt that came about mid-thigh and a stylish red blouse.  It showed a bit too much cleavage for my liking and I thought the skirt was too short.  Everything would be too short, though.  I was taller than Kim. 

“Perfect.”  She said, clapping her hands together as if she’d just dressed a new doll. She grabbed her couture hand bag and began searching for something.

“I feel…stupid.”  I grumbled.

“Shut up!”  Kim stopped rummaging in her purse and shot me a glare.  Then, she was hunting again.  I heard her car keys jingle then she tossed them at me.  “Take my car since you don’t have one.  Like I said, Tyler…or was it Taylor….”  She appeared in deep thought with one finger resting on her chin. Then, she shrugged. “Anyway, one of those guys is picking me up.”

I stood up, checking myself out in the mirror.  Then, I looked at the keys in my hand.  “Thanks, K. 
You being supportive and everything.  It means so much.  I know your dad and me...it’s gotta be weird.”

Kim wasn’t one to talk about feelings so she rolled her eyes.  “Whatever.  You should go.  I need to get ready for my date, too.”

We didn’t need to say anything else.  Best friends never had to.

Driving Kim’s car was exciting.  Pathetic as it was, I’d had my license less than a week.  My parents wouldn’t let me get my driver’s license until I turned eighteen and I sure as hell couldn’t afford my own car.  I worked a part time job during the summers, but playing sports always interfered with me working during the school year.

All the way to William’s office, the stereo blared music at full volume.  I sang along, playing the beats out on the steering wheel.  It wasn’t until I pulled up in front of the office building that I became slightly anxious.  His office was in the largest building in town.  It said a lot about his status and money.

For a while, I sat in the car staring up at the building.  Eventually, I gathered my courage and climbed out of the vehicle.  My reflection in the window of the car looked foreign.  Not in a bad way, but I definitely looked older, sexier. 
Showtime
.  I thought to myself and starting toward the front door.  Unfortunately, I tripped because of my high heels and scraped my knees on the pavement.

“Son of a bitch.”
  I glanced around quickly after standing up.  There was minimal blood from the cut and I just sighed before continuing onward.  “Great…just great….”

A beautiful red headed secretary buzzed her boss and told me he was expecting me.  She smiled sweetly as she gestured toward the door, but I could sense the scrutiny in her gaze.  I found myself wondering if William had ever made love to her and I grew jealous.  I couldn’t help it.  She was gorgeous.

Will was sitting at his desk, typing furiously at his computer when I pushed open the office door.  He looked up and the lines of stress that had accented his eyes disappeared when he smiled at me.  “Hi, baby.”  I shut the door behind me.  “I suppose Kim was too busy to join us.”

“Yeah.”
  I walked closer to him and he stood up.  “She had a date again.”

His arms went around me and he picked me up, sitting me on his desk.  “I sometimes think I did a horrible job as a father.” 

“At least she likes you.  I hate my parents.  That means you did something right.”  It probably wasn’t the best reassurance but he nodded.

“That’s true.”  He bit his lip as he looked me over.  “God, you are beautiful.  I’ve never seen you dressed up like this.” 

“Thank you.”  I said as I blushed. 

“What happened to your knee?”  He asked as he gathered up the paperwork on his desk and slipped it into his briefcase.

Once again, I verbally assaulted myself in my mind.  “I…fell in the parking lot.”

William knelt in front of me and kissed the small injury. 
“My poor girl.”

The secretary’s voice came from the phone on his desk.  “Mr. Samuels, the call you’ve been expecting is on line two.”

“I have to take this.  I’ll be quick.”  He stood up, touching my cheek briefly before picking up the phone. 

The conversation entailed much legal jargon that I didn’t understand nor care to try and decipher.  I studied the pictures on his desk.  Photos of Kim, the school basketball team (I was actually in that one), and one of him with his ex-wife and Kimberly when she was just a baby.

Strange
.  I couldn’t figure out why he’d keep a picture of his ex-wife on his desk.  Curiously, I picked up the photo, looking closely at the woman.  I remembered her, but nothing really stood out in my mind.  She went shopping…a lot and to the beauty salon.  Her hair was bleached blonde and she had enormous fake boobs.

My concern must have shown because when I lifted my head, Will was staring at me.  A few minutes later, he wrapped up the phone call.

“Sorry.  I’m ready to go.”  He reached out and turned off his computer monitor. 

“It’s none of my business, but why do you still have a picture of your wife on your desk?”  I added before he could respond.  “You don’t have to answer that. 
Nevermind.”

This was my first relationship that I would consider “real” and it was only a couple days old.  I didn’t want to jeopardize it.

Gently, William took the frame from my hand and place it face down beside me on the desk.  “Ex-wife.”  He corrected me before answering.  “The past helps shape who we are.  Just because it didn’t end well, doesn’t mean we forget the happy times.”  His reassuring hand rested delicately on my face and my eyes met his. 

The fact that he had such a reflective mind and tender heart beneath his strong, sexy exterior was a major turn on.  I reached out and grabbed ahold of his grey silk tie.  He quirked a brow and then I tugged, pulling him to me.   Somehow, he brought out the woman inside that I was meant to be, a person I barely knew.  My tongue slipped out over his lips before gliding between them. 

“Did you lock the door?”  He asked, though his voice was muffled by my mouth quickly. 

I didn’t respond.  I couldn’t.  I was too busy kissing him, too aroused to think clearly.  He felt the same. I could feel his arousal pressed against me when he place his hands on my hips and pulled me to the edge of the desk. 

When he backed away and unfastened his belt, I lifted off my blouse to reveal the lace bra underneath.  The sheer material left little to the imagination and I knew he could see the pink of my hard nipples.

“If anyone walks in, you’re twenty-five.”  He said as he pants fell around his ankles.  My panties were left on, but he pulled the fabric aside, and with an urgent thrust, drove his long hard dick deep into my wet pussy.

“Yes!”  I squealed out when he began fucking me on his desk.  He put his hand over my mouth to stifle my screams of ecstasy.  I hadn’t mastered how to be quiet yet.  My nails clawed at his back before my hands gripped his ass, one firm clenching cheek in each palm as he pounded his rod into me.  The sounds were sloppy as he assaulted my slick insides and our eager bodies slapped together.

One of his hands went underneath my ass as he grew more urgent, tried drive his pulsing shaft deeper and deeper.  My eyes flew open when his fingers treaded along my crack, carefully spreading the cheeks and guiding his fingertips along my asshole.

“It’s okay.  I just love every inch of you.”  He moaned out, removing his other hand that was covering my mouth.  I was about to protest, even though, I was actually enjoying the tease.  I didn’t have the chance.  His hungry mouth was on mine once again and he was getting rough. 

Several items were knocked from his desk onto the floor, including the photo that had bothered me.  His ex-wife stared up at me and I grinned, knowing that he was fucking me now.  It would only be me forever, if I had my way.

The tight walls of my vagina clenched and gripped relentlessly at his immersed prick.  “I’m gonna cum.”  He forced one of his fingers into my asshole just a little and I beat him to the coming.  My hands gripped him tightly and I held him against me as I rode out the orgasm.  Another loud moan escaped me before I could stop it.  It seemed like the wave of pleasure was almost over, but he just kept going, working me until I was high again.  I was creaming all over his cock.  It was like a rollercoaster ride of highs.

“I want you to come inside me again.”  He clenched his eyes, before opening them again to watch his gun sheathed by my tight tunnel. 

Then, there was a knock on the door and a voice on the phone.  “Mr. Samuels.  A Dr. James is here and demanding to speak with you immediately about her malpractice case.”

“Fuck….”  William reluctantly pulled his swollen, tense dick from me and picked me up. Immediately he pushed me to the floor to hide underneath his desk.  He jerked his pants up and sat down in his leather chair.  I could still see the flesh of his cock through the open zipper of his pants.  He grabbed his phone and pretended to be talking when the client opened the door.

“Just a moment, Doctor.  Take a seat.”  He said, making up some conversation. 

The desk didn’t have an opening in the front, but I heard the squeak of the leather chair as his client sat down.  Will hung up the phone and rolled his desk chair forward a little.

“You look somewhat frazzled, Mr.  Samuels.”  I listened quietly as the female doctor spoke, but still reached out and slipped my hand into William’s open zipper.  It was foolish, but I couldn’t help myself.  The flesh of his shaft was still slick with my juices and his skin was so warm. 

He patted his stomach, secretly swatting at my hand. 
“Stomach bug.  I wasn’t expecting you at this hour.”

The woman sighed deeply.  “I have some information that I needed to deliver in person.  I’m so glad I caught you.  One of the nurses is trying to extort me for money.  She says she’ll testify against me if I don’t pay her a large sum!”

I jumped and bumped my head lightly when the doctor slammed her hand down on the desk in anger.  Luckily, it didn’t seem like she heard. 

“Blackmail is serious.  Why don’t you let me take down the nurse’s name and I’ll see what I can do.  Okay?”  His voice was persuasive and he sounded confident that he could handle the matter.

There was a brief scribbling above me as I crawled closer to William again.  I pulled his cock through the opening in his pants and started licking the tip.  He groaned out and I stopped briefly.

“Sorry…a small pain.”
  He said to the client as a cover up.

He took the paper from the doctor.  “Thank you, Mr. Samuels.  This whole ordeal is awful and I’m not guilty.  You know that, we have confidentiality so I have no reason to lie.”  Her tone sounded flirtatious to me.

I’d researched some sexual acts on the internet, including fellatio, earlier in the day.  I mean, I knew how they all worked, but I figured I could only get better.  My tongue focused on flicking the ridge around the mushroom head.

“Of course.
  I have another appointment. So I’ll call you tomorrow.”  I heard footsteps cross the room.  “Close the door behind you, please.”

“Thank you.”  The doctor called out once more before I heard the shut of the door.  I bet she wondered why he didn’t stand up and walk her out.

William rolled his chair back a little to let me free from my confines.  “Chastity!  You can’t do that to me!”  I didn’t give him much more time to scold me as I swallowed his needy dick, repressing the gag reflex and deep throating it.  After a moment, I focused more on the head, stroking the shaft while I slurped sloppily.

Then, he was coming, catching me by surprise because he didn’t warn me as I had expected.  The warm white cream shot up across my glasses before I closed my lips around the spewing tip and swallowed his seed.  There was so much cum that a small amount escaped and was running down one corner of my mouth.  After every drop had been drained from his spent member, he handed me a tissue. 

I licked my mouth and grinned before pulling off my glasses and attempting to clean the sticky cream from the lenses.

“I can’t believe you did that while my client was in here.”  Briefly, I thought he was going to yell at me and I was scared.  Instead, he started laughing.  
“So sexy.  Bad, but fucking hot.”

“I don’t know what gets into me….  It’s like this whole other person that’s been repressed.”  I took his hand when he reached out to me and he pulled me into his lap. 

He nuzzled into my long hair and breathed deeply.  “Don’t tell anyone about my client or anything.”  I heard him sigh softly as he held me close.  “I know you won’t, just wanted to make sure you knew not to.”