“Macy…” he started as she pulled his pants and boxer shorts down, releasing his cock from its constraints. But she was too busy holding his cock in her small hand. She smiled when she felt his cock grow in her hand. There was a certain tension in the room. He was not very sure what it was. Maybe it was the fact that a woman he found both annoying and intriguing literally had him by the balls or maybe it was the fact that he was not in full control. At least not the way he was used to being in control. She had him right where she wanted him and he knew it. He looked at her and for a moment, he wished that he could just pin her against the wall and have his way with her. That is what he would have normally done but for some reason, he could not do it. Heck, he couldn’t do anything. All he could do was just stand there and literally know what it meant to be objectified. Because that was exactly what was happening at that moment. He was being used. And he hated to admit that he was loving it. He bit his lip and gasped silently when she began to slowly stroke his already engorged manhood. He backed up against the desk and held on to the edge as he felt himself giving into what she wanted.
“Macy, please…” he said again but she did not want to hear what he had to say. At least not yet. She slipped an arm around his neck and pulled him down to meet his lips in a long soft kiss. He gently forced his tongue into her mouth and she received him gladly. Her kiss was everything she needed to make him come undone in her arms. She could feel it in the way he held her, in the way he kissed her and in the way he was breathing into her. His eyes were still closed when she finally pulled away. He only opened them when he felt her placing the condom in his hand.
“I want you,” she said in a soft voice. It was a tone he had never heard her use or even thought possible when it came to her. He looked into her eyes and slowly brought his hand up to undo the clasp of her bra. He pulled the bra off her and looked at her full breasts. “Right now,” she said in a low voice.
“Not yet,” he said as he turned her around and lifted her up, placing her on the desk. He kissed her softly and then pulled away before he began kissing her neck. His cock got even harder when she moaned her pleasure into his ear. He filled his hand with her breast as he kissed her. He worked his way down her neck to her shoulder before he began moving lower and lower until he took one taut nipple into his mouth. Macy was moaning and holding him tighter as he turned the tables on her. She was no longer in charge, and everything that he was doing was a living proof of that. He pulled away from her right nipple and began sucking on the left one, all the while caressing her other breast. He liked the way it felt having her hard nipple press against the palm of his hand. She moaned her disapproval when he pulled away from her to pull her panties down. “I want to taste you,” he said in a whisper before he got down on his knees and engulfed her salty core with his hot mouth. He was flicking his tongue on her hardened clit and licking her out. Her legs were shaking and he was taking pleasure knowing that he was giving her all these different sensations. The same woman who had made him feel like he would explode on almost a daily basis. He had her and he had not even had to work to get her there. She had brought herself.
“No…please don’t stop,” she moaned when he pulled away from her drenched pussy.
“If I don’t stop, there won’t be much left for me,” he said as he rolled the condom onto his girth. He pulled himself up and stood in between her legs. He slipped an arm around her waist and with his other hand positioned himself at her entrance. She looked into his eyes and sighed silently when he pushed himself into her tight wetness. He gasped as he pulled out and pushed back into her. She was so tight he was afraid that he might have been hurting her with every stroke. But her body language was telling him something else. With one leg, he was pulling her closer and deeper into her, encouraging him to go further and deeper into her. Before he knew it, he was no longer moving in and out of her as slowly as he could. Instead, he was going hard, fast and deep, claiming her with every stroke. She was trying as much as she could not to moan out loudly to attract the attention of the rest of the crew upstairs. But by the way he was going, he knew that she was not going to be able to keep herself contained for much longer.
“I’m so close…don’t stop…I’m so close…” she begged as he intensified his thrusts.
He did not need a second bidding, especially since she was sinking her nails into his back. He began slamming his pelvis into her over and over until he felt her coming apart all around his cock. He had to kiss her to swallow all her loud moans as she climaxed. Not once. Not twice. But multiple times until her grip on his shoulders loosened, giving him the chance to get the much needed release.
“Oh…God!” he said in a loud whisper as he thrust into her one last time.
His legs were weak as he stood there, holding her naked shivering body in his arms. He could feel a bead of sweat slowly rolling down his spine to his crack.
“Not to complain about what happened…something that I still really don’t understand,” he started as he slipped out of her wetness. She gasped silently when she felt her vaginal muscles contract again. “But…what on earth was that?” he asked.
“I told you,” Macy said in a weak voice. “I was testing a theory.”
She got off the desk, but she was even weaker than he was. He reached out and caught her just in time before she fell over.
“Whoa there,” he said as he held her. He made her lean against the desk and got down on the floor. He picked up her panties and helped her put them on before doing the same with her bra. It took a few minutes to get her fully dressed before he put on his own clothes and held the back of her neck.
“Are you going to tell me what this was about?” he asked as he looked into her brown eyes.
“I told you,” she was whispering. “I was testing a theory.”
He leaned in and her lips parted, ready to receive the imminent kiss. But it never came. He was just standing there, inches away from her face as he looked into her eyes.
“And this theory you were testing…what was the conclusion?” he asked and she shook her head.
“Not good,” she said.
“May I ask what this whole idea was?”
She shook her head.
“I’d rather not talk about it,” she said and he smiled. He leaned in and kissed her softly. He wanted to pull away, but she slipped an arm around him and pulled him close to herself, making the kiss even deeper and more passionate than he had intended it to be. “I need to go,” she said when she finally pulled away.
“It’s late. Let me take you home,” Victor said and she shook her head.
“No…I’ll be fine driving alone,” she said as she ran her fingers through her hair. She looked around and grabbed her jacket before she started for the door.
“Macy,” Victor called out and she turned around to look at him. But even though she looked like he wanted to say something, she seemed dumbfounded. She quickly turned around and opened the door before running outside leaving him standing in the captain’s office still shocked.
“Racine?” he heard Randy’s voice. “What are you doing in the captain’s office?”
Victor shook his head unsure of how he was supposed to answer that question.
“And was that Macy Yardling?” Randy asked again and Victor nodded. “What was she doing here?”
Victor leaned against the desk and shook his head.
“I am still not sure I can give the right answer to that question,” he said in a soft voice.