Sandy's Offer, page 7
Her eyes scan from the smooth shaft to Paige’s groin and then up to meet her piercing gray eyes. She stumbles forward a step, trying to remove the few inches between them, but the rope harness sends a jolt of pleasure through her, causing her to quietly gasp. Her eyes plead with Paige, but Paige just continues to watch and wait.
With her breath strangled, Sandy says the only thing she can think to say, “Yes, Miss Matthews.”
That’s all Paige needs to hear. Paige roughly grabs her hips and pushes her against the desk and Sandy releases a deep groan of pleasure. While she unzips Sandy’s skirt, allowing it to pool at her ankles, Paige pulls her into a kiss that quickly becomes wild and urgent. She unbuttons Sandy’s shirt, then firmly grips Sandy’s ass in both hands, pulling their groins together, causing Sandy to release a deep moan into her mouth. Paige pulls away to remove her panties, then grips the ropes at Sandy’s hips and pulls hard, lifting her up to sit on her desk and making Sandy release a giggling squeal of excitement.
After giving her a quick kiss on the lips, Paige quickly unfastens her pants and pushes them down some so she can secure the strap-on harness to her waist and thighs. As she steps forward, Sandy spreads her thighs wide, resting her heels on the edge of the desk. Paige’s mouth salivates. Sandy is soaked, red, and swollen. She runs a few teasing fingers over her swollen sensitive lips, making Sandy whimper in need. She takes it slowly, allowing Sandy to stretch and accept the full length and girth of her dildo.
“How is this?”
Sandy nods vigorously as she releases a small gasp and falls back onto her hands, arching her back and hips forward. “Very… good. Please, Miss Matthews.”
“What would you like me to do to you, Sandy?”
“Oh, please, Miss Matthews. Please, fuck me.”
Paige groans in delight from her desperate and breathy request. While holding the ropes at Sandy’s hips, she pulls her submissive in hard against every one of her thrusts, making her desk and Sandy shake. Sandy is biting her lip trying not to scream, but Paige doesn’t want her to accidentally bruise herself or draw blood, so she rolls the clean silk bag into a neat log and has Sandy bite down on it.
As her mouth closes around the makeshift gag, Sandy’s eyes roll back and she releases a muffled burring moan, feeling completely turned on by everything to do with her current situation. She loves the feeling of the ropes wrapped around her body, the skin-like silicone shaft thrusting hard and deep inside of her, the gag in her mouth, and most of all, Paige Matthews – she is completely infatuated with the woman and thinks she’s the sexiest woman she’s ever met in every possible way. Being fucked by her boss, on her boss’s desk, while facing a giant window overlooking the city – it’s an incredible rush beyond anything she has ever fantasized about.
As she climaxes, her body bucks and spasms as her twitching legs fall over the edge of the desk to hang at Paige’s sides. She reaches out a weak hand for Paige, and understanding Sandy’s desire, Paige pulls on the ropes on the center of her chest, pulling her into a hug. She caresses Sandy’s cheek and removes the makeshift gag from her beautiful smiling mouth.
“Oh, Miss Matthews, that was… so amazing.”
As Paige engages her in a kiss, she pulls her shaft out of Sandy, causing her to spasm and gasp a couple of times. She unhooks the harness, and as she sets it on the desk next to her, Sandy shuffles forward. She breaks away from the kiss then kneels down in front of Paige, who immediately grabs Sandy’s head and pulls her between her thighs.
While Sandy adores her aching pussy with her full mouth and massages her ass with both hands, Paige runs her hand over Sandy’s head, combing her fingers through her silky chestnut hair. After she cums, she steps back, pulling her panties and pants up.
“Thank you, Sandy. Now, get dressed. I want you to keep your rope harness on all day.”
“Yes, Miss Matthews. Thank you for this pleasure and wonderful experience today.”
“You’re welcome.”
Paige sits down to watch Sandy get dressed while she stores the strap-on in the silk bag and locks it in her bottom drawer. After Sandy tucks her blouse into her skirt, Paige takes her hand and pulls her down to sit sideways on her lap and wraps her arms around her waist.
“Do you have plans tonight?”
Sandy’s smile widens as she shakes her head. “No, Miss Matthews.”
“Good. I would like you to come over. After being stimulated all day today, I think you’ll need some pampering.”
“Sounds wonderful. Can I bring anything or wear anything to add to the evening?”
“Come hungry. I’ll fix dinner. And I want you to wear something comfortable, whatever you would wear when you’re home alone relaxing.”
Sandy releases a small surprised and nervous laugh as she briefly bites her bottom lip. She clears her throat, and while placing a hand on the side of Paige’s neck to trace her jawbone with her thumb, she says, “That is very different from how you’ve seen me so far.”
With a challenging smirk, Paige asks, “Are you denying my request?”
“No, Miss Matthews. Thank you for considering my comfort.”
Paige caresses her thigh, then places a hand on her cheek to pull her into a kiss. She puts enough heat into the kiss and her playful touching on her bottom and thighs that she can tell Sandy’s arousal is growing again. Then she pulls away from the kiss and pats her thigh, saying, “Okay, we both need to get back to work.”
Chapter Eight
While the large oversized tub fills with water and luxurious bubbles, Paige slowly takes all of her and Sandy’s clothes off. After the last garment hits the cool tile bathroom floor, Paige begins to remove Sandy’s rope harness, laying kiss after kiss over every inch of pinkened skin. As her lips and tongue begin to trace the lines around her bottom, Sandy releases an involuntary gasp of pleasure and sways forward. Paige catches her around the waist as Sandy places a hand on the vanity for added support.
Inspired by Sandy’s reaction, Paige turns her to face the vanity and presses on her back, having her bend over enough to lift her hips and open her up more. Sandy spreads her footing, partially for balance, but mostly to give Paige better access to execute whatever her plan is.
While looking at Sandy through the mirror, and with her groin pressed against Sandy’s beautiful little ass, Paige kisses a trail across Sandy’s right shoulder, up the side of her neck, and envelops her earlobe, giving it a long firm sucking, causing Sandy’s body to shiver.
“You look beautiful with your pleasure emblazoned on your body.” She trails two fingers across the pink bands on her chest for emphasis. “How do you feel? Was it too much to bear all day?”
“No.” She inhales deeply and her eyes narrow in pleasure as Paige runs a hand up the inside of her thigh and starts tracing her sensitive bikini lines. Breathily, she continues, “It was amazing.” She smiles and her ass pops back against Paige’s groin as Paige presses her fingers inside her slit to lazily circle her clit. “And you made love to me so many times I lost count.”
Paige hums against her spine, giving her a kiss right between her quivering shoulder blades. “Yes, that was very nice for me as well. How did you enjoy being fucked against the window?”
“It was…” She gasps as Paige pinches her clit. “It was such a rush.”
“Tell me what you liked about it.”
“Oh, fuck.” Sandy spasms and moans deeply as Paige presses three fingers into her tender pussy. “I loved the feeling of being pressed against that hot glass. It felt good on my nipples.” She grunts as Paige curls her fingers against her G-spot and tugs upwards. “I liked having you pressed against my back. I liked that no one could see us, but we could see all of those people walking on the streets below us. I liked…”
She screams out in pleasure and falls forward, lying flat on the vanity. Paige smiles as she runs a hand up Sandy’s back, grips her ponytail, and tugs her up, making her groan and shriek in surprise and pleasure. While maintaining a firm grip on her hair, Paige holds Sandy flush against her so she can watch her face in the mirror while she brings her to climax for at least the tenth time today. When her body is jerking uncontrollably with aftershocks and her legs are struggling to keep her upright, Paige finally pulls her hand from between her thighs. As Paige sucks her juices off of her fingers, Sandy releases another moan of satisfaction and gives her a drunken sort of grin through the mirror.
“Time to soak now.”
Paige takes her hand, and after testing the water, she steps into the tub and helps Sandy to safely join her. They sit down across from each other, and as Sandy sinks further with a deep sigh, Paige turns the dials to turn the jets on. Sandy jumps in surprise with an adorable yelping giggle, making Paige laugh.
“Oh, this feels amazing. I feel like I’m in heaven.”
Fully enjoying every bit of Sandy’s pleasure, and wanting to do whatever she can to increase it, Paige reaches under the water to grab one of her feet and begins massaging it. Sandy releases moans and sighs as she slips even further into the water, resting her head back on the tub’s ledge.
“Oh, Miss Matthews, you are so wonderful.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Tell me about a happy memory.”
Sandy hums as her body arches in pleasure from the wonderful massage Paige is giving her tired foot and calf muscle and from the many jets massaging her back, ass, legs, and arms.
“Does today count as a happy memory?”
With a laugh, Paige says, “Yes, but I’d like to hear about one that I wasn’t a part of creating. How about something from college?”
“I…” She groans as Paige presses up into the arch of her other foot. “Oh, this feels so good.” She opens her eyes to look at Paige and her chest bursts with happiness from the affectionate expression looking back at her. “I can’t think of anything outside of this moment and my memories with you.”
“Are they all good memories? Even the work ones?”
Sandy slips her foot free from Paige’s attentive grip and glides forward to straddle Paige’s lap. “Yes, I love every memory with you in it, especially since you accepted my advances. Do you have nothing but good memories of me, Miss Matthews?”
“Yes, Sandy. And I plan on making countless more with you.”
They share a long slow kiss, and when Paige releases Sandy’s mouth, she repositions them to have Sandy sitting down between her thighs. As she wraps her arms around her younger lover, she gives her a soft kiss on the side of her neck, just below her ear, then trails the tip of her nose up her hairline to inhale her scent. Sandy purrs and leans into her more.
“This is really nice. I could stay here in your arms all night.”
With her lips pressed to Sandy’s temple, she quietly asks, “Won’t you get hungry?”
With a small laugh, Sandy confirms, “Yes. I’m already hungry. But I’m just so happy and comfortable. I don’t want to get out yet, if that’s okay with you.”
“It’s absolutely okay with me, Sandy. But I don’t want you to make yourself ill if you need to eat.”
“Ten more minutes?”
“Okay. I’ll continue to hold you just like this for ten more minutes.” She gives Sandy a few soft kisses across her jawline, and against the corner of her mouth, she whispers, “I’m very happy and comfortable too.”
Sandy tilts her head some and pokes her tongue out to trace Paige’s lips and Paige presses in, allowing Sandy to tempt her into a wonderful sweet kiss.
Without breaking from the kiss, Paige reaches up to the tub’s ledge for a soft natural sponge. After she dips it below the water, she trails it down the center of Sandy’s torso, then back up to circle her breasts.
“Oh,” Sandy breaks away with a sigh, “that feels so nice.”
While she runs the sponge over Sandy’s body, she keeps one arm around her and continues to lay light kisses over her neck, shoulders, hairline, and cheeks. Sandy is swooning in rapture. She is completely in love with this moment and never wants it to end. She just had a feeling Paige would be a fantastic lover, and she’s beyond happy that those qualities extend beyond the confines of sex. This bath isn’t about sex or lust. It’s a tender display of the genuine feelings Paige has for her. In every light kiss and caress of the sponge on her body, Sandy can feel how much Paige cares about her.
The massaging sponge bath lasts for several minutes, and when Paige is ringing the sponge out to rest on the ledge, Sandy turns in her seat to face her.
“Thank you. That was heavenly.”
Paige caresses her cheek as she leans in to kiss her lips. “I’m glad. Now, it’s time to feed and hydrate you.”
She hits the drain then stands to grab two large towels. She wraps herself up tightly, then works with the same tender touch as before to dry Sandy off from her shoulders down to her toes. She then warms a healing aloe cream in her hands and applies it to Sandy’s bikini lines, her breasts, and around the underside of her bottom.
“These areas received a bit more friction from the ropes. Even if it’s not sore, the skin might have micro-tears. This will help to heal it faster and hopefully prevent any possible infection. We won’t play with ropes in these areas till the pinkness is gone. I don’t want you to be rubbed raw.”
“It doesn’t hurt at all, but thank you.”
With their fingers entwined, Paige leads Sandy out of her master bathroom and into the bedroom. Sandy won’t be able to stay the night because they have work in the morning, but Paige wants Sandy to be comfortable tonight, so after she dresses in a pair of pajamas, she drapes and loosely ties a black silk robe on Sandy.
After giving Sandy a glass of water, she has her lay on the couch to rest and relax while she cooks for her. The silk loosely hugging her body feels like an imitation of Paige’s tender touch and it makes Sandy miss her so much, even though Paige is just in the kitchen. She stretches out on the couch with a sigh, lying flat on her back and spreading her hands over the cool leather and then over the silk on her hips and stomach.
When Paige comes to get Sandy for dinner, her eyes are closed and her mouth is curled in a peaceful content smile. She sits down next to her on the couch and brushes a wisp of her chestnut hair off of her forehead. Sandy slowly opens her eyes and her smile widens.
“Did I fall asleep?”
“It appears that way.” She traces two fingertips across Sandy’s jaw, then playfully wiggles her nose. “Are you ready to eat?”
“Yes.”
Paige helps her stand and they walk hand in hand to the dining room. Sitting down at the dining room table in nothing but a silk robe makes her feel comfy and naughty. It’s an intoxicating combination and she loves it.
“This looks really good. Thank you for cooking for me.”
“You’re welcome, Sandy.” They lift their wineglasses at the same time to take a sip, and after seeing Sandy’s appreciation for the taste, she asks, “Do you have plans Saturday?”
“Nothing as of yet.” With a teasing glimmer in her eyes and a grin on her soft pink lips, Sandy asks, “Would you like to change that?”
With a small laugh, Paige nods and takes another sip of wine before setting the glass down. “Yes. Have you ever been to a vineyard?”
“Never.”
“Good. The wine we’re drinking is from a lovely vineyard on Lake Michigan. I’d like to take you to the vineyard’s restaurant for breakfast, then we can take you on a tour and maybe do a wine tasting if you’re up for it.”
“Sounds very romantic.” With blushing cheeks and biting her bottom lip to control her smile, she adds, “You said breakfast. Does that mean…?” Afraid to finish and embarrass herself, Sandy clams up and hopes Paige will understand without having to ask.
With a patient smile and while taking one of Sandy’s hands to hold on the table between them, Paige reestablishes her confidence, answering, “Yes, Sandy, I would like for you to stay with me Friday night, if you are interested.”
“Yes, I would love to stay with you. I’ve been wanting to get to a vineyard forever. This is really exciting.”
Paige has to suppress a laugh at Sandy using the term forever because she’s only twenty-four compared to her thirty-eight. “I’m glad I get to be the first to give you this experience. I think you’ll enjoy it.”
Chapter Nine
Paige lightly brushes the back of two fingers over Sandy’s warm cheek and brushes her hair behind her ear, lightly grazing her fingertips around the delicate curves of her small oval ear. She has been awake for nearly half an hour just watching the younger woman sleep. This is her first time waking up with Sandy in the morning and she has to admit, even if just to herself, she really likes having Sandy in her bed and not just for the wonderful sex. Sandy is a rare gem as a complementary sex partner. But Paige also really enjoys her company for the conversations, snuggling, eating together, and kissing. And after having her stay overnight, she knows she really likes sleeping with her. Now, she just needs to know what kind of person Sandy is in the morning.
She gently tugs on Sandy’s earlobe, then lightly scrapes her nails down Sandy’s bare back. Sandy releases a quiet groan and stretches as her eyes flutter open. She smiles and shuffles forward to close the gap between them so she can kiss Paige’s lips.
“Good morning.”
“Good morning, Sandy. How did you sleep?”
“I slept great. May I ask you something?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have anyone else you do this with?”
“No, Sandy, I am exclusive to you.”
Sandy smiles brightly as she leaps over to firmly kiss Paige, who laughs a little against her lips and pulls Sandy over on top of herself. Sandy looks down at her with an affectionate smile as she brushes her thumb over Paige’s lower lip.
