“I suppose I can spare some alone time for you,” you say between kisses. Ashley climbs from the desk onto your chair, making the springs squeak under your combined weights, even though the girl is hardly a burden. Her handful-sized breasts brush up against your chest, and already she’s begun to make the heavy breathing sounds of a woman aroused.
Your hands settle on Ashley’s slim hips as the kisses grow longer and more intense. There’s the dim awareness of the girl working at the knot on your tie and pulling it free. Then the buttons on your shirt begin to become unfastened almost of themselves, but it’s Ashley’s nimble fingers doing the work.
The smell of Ashley’s perfume is heady stuff, filling your nostrils. Already she has your shirt open halfway, and her kisses travel from your mouth, to your neck, to your collarbone, and then below….
“I’ll make it worth your while,” Ashley tells you softly. “Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it for you.”
She looks up at you now, and a stray lock of her red hair falls across her forehead to accent her incredibly clear green eyes. In this moment she’s almost hypnotic, and your mind begins to spill over with things that you could do with her right now. There are almost too many options to choose from.
“Anything?” you ask. “You’ll do anything for the money you need?”
Ashley smiles a crooked, half-smile. “Just tell me. You’ll see what I’ll do.” |