Charlie...

It?s dusk and it?s raining, the sky is dark and brooding. We climb out of our taxi and head towards the upmarket restaurant. I?m wearing a long black coat, hot pink heels, black stockings and under my coat is my pvc corset and short, black pencil skirt with suspenders. I am wearing my collar. This is not a romantic dinner. My hair is pink and down, my makeup dark and heavy, my lips dark too. You are wearing your deadliest black suit with a hot pink tie that draws the eye up your body to your intense blue eyes. We walk in, arm in arm and a steward greets us and takes our coats. I let him take mine slowly, watching his face as he sees what I?m wearing underneath. I smile sweetly and say, ?Thank you.? You lead me to the bar, squeezing my arm just a bit too tightly. The girl behind the bar quivers under your intense stare. She quickly makes the drinks you?ve ordered us and you sit scanning the room. You are in hunt mode, the look on your face dark and animalistic. So sexy. A waiter comes and shows us to a two-seat table in a dimly lit corner. As soon as we are alone, you reach across the table and trace your finger from my cleavage, up and over my gently rising and falling left breast, up to my collarbone and across to my throat. You firmly cup my chin and give me the darkest look I?ve ever seen. A warning. I?ll behave. The waiter returns and as you order our food a young couple sits at the table next to us. He is in a grey suit, has a look of dread on his face, and sits adjacent to me. She is stunning and sits adjacent to you, so I have the better view of her. She has the palest white skin, dark hair, eyes and bright red lipstick that matches her low cut bodycon dress. I?d guess at a D size chest, her tits round and tightly packed into her dress. I hear a gasp across the table and turn to catch your face cloud over with lust. You drink her in and glance at me, all I need to feel the familiar warm rush to my groin and a wet spot begins between my legs. My first clue to the game. While we eat the couple gets into a heated discussion, it seems he wants to break up. She has needs he can?t fulfil, needs that scare him. She sounds perfect. Eventually she agrees and he leaves the restaurant, leaving her to eat alone. I stare at her. She is gorgeous, with sloping curves and perfect tits. I can see her legs and hips from here. Her pale thighs slightly apart, sending my imagination into overdrive. You bring me back to the room with a hard kick to the ankle. I suppress the yelp threatening to escape my throat. I realise you?ve been watching me, looking at her. Seeing my eyes give me away, like yours do. Is that what the kick was for? Do I not get to touch? You lean in and quietly tell me to go to the bathroom. I get up smoothly but without hesitation and find my way to the bathroom, feeling eyes on me as my heels click across the hard floor. When I return, our friend has swapped seats and is now sitting opposite you. I do not look at either of you but I notice her body language harden as I approach. I sit down and glance up at you and you have a wicked grin on your face. My wet spot grows. "Babe, this is Charlie. You may have overheard, she was dumped tonight and I just proposed a toast to freedom. Here?s the champagne." A waiter arrives with a tray with three glasses and a cold bottle of expensive looking champagne. I consider a sideways glance at you, to scold you for spending so much but think better of it, knowing it would get me in trouble tonight. The dark, hunter mood has returned to you and you lustfully drink Charlie in as you take your glass from the waiter. We raise our glasses and toast ?to freedom?, you cast a frosty Karşıyaka escort bayan glare to me as you speak and the irony of the toast is not lost on me. We both watch Charlie as she sips and I can?t fight the squirm she induces when she spills some from the corner of her mouth and it splashes on her chest. She jumps slightly, her cleavage heaving forwards. As she reaches for a napkin, you?re there, napkin in hand, pure excitement etched on that gorgeous face. You hold it out to her suggestively and tease her when she tries to take it. She giggles and throws a split second glance my way as she grabs it but doesn?t take it, you both hold on to it, your eyes lock across me and I feel the electricity surge between you, washing me in delicious, green tinted pleasure. I realise I?m smiling as you snatch it away from her and say, ?Let me help you,? in a devious voice, matching the glare you give her. She practically melts and involuntarily pushes her chest out, making the neck of her dress bite into her pale breasts; they?re begging to be free. Her face clouds with confusion and excitement as you gently wipe the champagne off her cleavage; a tiny grunt escapes your lips that no one else would have heard. I instinctively look at your trousers; the bulge I see soaks my thong completely. A sweet torture. I press my legs together, suddenly aware that we?re in a restaurant. You catch my glance as you sit back down, placing the napkin in your bountiful lap. "What are your plans for the rest of this evening Charlie?" Your question, asked playfully, snaps her out of her stupor. "Uh, well, nothing now, I guess," a forlorn look flashes across her face for a split second. "Well, we?re staying at the hotel across the road, if you?d like to accompany us to the bar before you head home?" "That sounds great!" She can?t keep the eagerness out of her voice, this is going to be good. We pay our bills, Charlie and you exchanging flirty glances all the while. You are oozing sex appeal while she giggles and mews flirtily at you. I hang back, watching and not wanting to break the spell. We get our coats and step out into the rain. We head over to our hotel. Once inside, we discover the bar has closed for the night. A knowing smile plays on your lips and you say ?Minibar?? the word dripping with suggestion. I turn to Charlie, my entire body on fire and images of trashed hotel rooms? flash through my mind. She nods with an apprehension that?s almost tangible and I feel a trickle down the very top of my thigh. This is it. We walk up to the room and Charlie is clearly nervous and excited and chats on about how she likes it too rough for her recently ex-boyfriend while you nod and agree in the appropriate places, I can almost hear the dirty grin you?re giving her. I walk slightly behind, appreciating her wiggling hips as she walks, trying to impress you. I squirm with glee imagining what?s under that dress. We reach the door and you hold it open for Charlie but follow her in, leaving me to follow and close the door behind me. I go straight to the minibar and ask ?What do you drink, Charlie?? she tells me she drinks anything cold, so I pour us all vodka tonics with ice. While I?m busy, you take Charlie by the arm and lead her through to the living area, showing her a seat on the sofa and telling her to make herself at home. You put some background music on and when I walk in with the drinks you are locked eyes with Charlie, a sexy smile playing on your lips while you take your jacket off. Your satin shirt is wrinkled and slightly damp from the rain. You look so damn sexy. Charlie responds by taking Escort bornova her coat off twice as slowly and handing it to you with a wry smile before she sits where you suggested. You hand both coats to me, not taking your eyes off her body. She has killer curves and her dress clings to her in the most enticing way. I take the coats to the hallway and remove my own. I come back and you have sat next to her, on her left, body turned towards her like she?s telling you the most gripping story you?ve ever heard. Wonder and lust on your face. I sit on the other side of the coffee table, in an armchair and lean forward to listen. You drink and talk and I mainly listen and get more and more excited as the flirting gets heavier. "Have you ever slept with a woman, Charlie?" you ask in a firm tone as your hand brushes her arm, sending a shiver up her spine that we both notice. "Yes," she hisses. "I experimented at school." "I like that," and she grins at your approval. I sense it?s a tease aimed at me and I tense up, realising that I?m being punished for an indiscretion earlier in the day. I get up to refill everyone?s drinks and as I walk back in with them you tell her, ?You really are beautiful, Charlie, that man was a fool to let you go.? She stares at you and your look changes to one of a far away, dreamy type and you continue, almost to yourself, ?I?d love to kiss those full, soft lips?? I squirm with jealousy. I even start to feel the hot prickling of tears building up, but then, she does have the most kissable lips. I sit back down and focus on her body and her breathing. She?s panting and leans closer to you, doe-eyed. You lean in and kiss her firmly. You pull away taking a sharp breath in and then kiss her again, passionately. I feel my nipples and clit harden in unison, a wet patch forming on the armchair?s upholstery beneath me. She melts into you, kissing you back, her body telling you she wants you. You run your hand through her hair and then pull away, running the flat of your index finger down her cheek, softly following the curve of her beautiful face. I long for you to touch me that way, the way you have so many times. She?s got ?fuck me? eyes now and you can barely contain yourself. "I want you, now," you state firmly, standing up, making both us females jump. She can only nod in agreement, she?s so enraptured by you. You take her hand, bring it to your face and kiss it softly on the back. Still holding her hand, you pull her up out of her seat abruptly, causing her to collide into you, pressed against you in your embrace. I can only watch in silence as you kiss her hard and deep, your hands trailing from being in her hair down her back, following the curves of her waist to her perfect, round, ass, squeezed into her dress. You caress softly then squeeze hard, making her squeal. Time stands still as I crane to see her reaction, the same look on your face as on mine. She looks shocked but smiles wryly. We both breathe a sigh of relief and you take her hand again and lead her to the bedroom. You glance at me over your shoulder, indicating for me to follow. I follow right behind, the anticipation building and buzzing round my head and body. Once in the bedroom, you kiss her deeply again before pushing her onto the bed. You take her shoes off her feet and put them on the floor under the huge four-poster bed. ?Don?t move,? you order. Glee spreads over her face as she replies, ?Yes, Sir.? Her voice dripping with sex. Oh, she is so ready for you. She can?t take her eyes off you. It gives me goosebumps to see how much she wants you. You turn to me and bark, ?Bring that chair over üçyol escort here.? I immediately drag the heavy, wooden chair over towards the bed. You take it from me harshly and move it with ease (a surprise to Charlie but not to me) to about a foot away from the bed. "Sit." I am so excited I fall over myself to get sat down quickly, desperate to please you. You walk over to a drawer and pull out my cuffs. You pull my hands behind the back of the chair, forcing me to look at her, writhing on the bed. She is fucking hot. Her dress has ridden up her thighs and I can see her panties, not what colour they are but I can see the darkness and the glinting of something wet. I wriggle and grind against the hard chair under me. ?Stay still!? you scold, as you yank my arms back and behind the back of the chair. You cross them on top of each other, cuffing my wrists to opposite sides of the back of the chair. It forces me to arch my back in my corset and I cannot move without injuring myself. You approach the bed and hand Charlie the remaining two cuffs. ?You may cuff her ankles to the chair legs, if you wish.? The choice stabs at my stomach and I hate her intensely for a moment but as she slides to the edge of the bed and puts her hands on my thighs I relax, unable to think of anything other than her soft, gentle hands running down the insides of my legs to my ankles. Those sexy eyes are full of hunger for you and then that heaving chest, pushing out of her dress as she bends down to cuff me. As she straightens up, she stops and leans over to kiss my cheek before giving me a smug grin and slinking back onto the bed. I am helpless and you are going to fuck her, right in front of me. I?ve never been more excited. My body stiffens and I feel that warm puddle spreading across the wooden seat under me. I keep my eyes on her; you are behind me somewhere, breathing heavily. You breathe deeply, readying yourself and then you move towards the bed. I can?t see your face but I watch hers drop and know exactly what she?s seeing. She shuffles back away from you but you catch her legs, yanking her to the edge of the bed. You take her neck in your hand and slide it round to cradle the base of her skull, lifting her face to yours. You kiss her again deeply and freely, it?s noisy and messy and makes my stomach knot and I love it. You come away and start planting little kisses along her jawline and then down her throat to her chest. You push her back and climb on the bed. She moves right back and tucks her legs under herself so that she is kneeling before you. You pull her closer to you and you mirror each other as you start to run your hands all over her back, waist, ass and chest. Her hands all over you, she moans softly and I am aching for you to strip her now. Your hands pause on her ass and you tuck your fingers up her dress, against her skin. My clit throbs and I wish I could touch myself. You slowly peel her dress up and over her ass, stopping when you get to her hips. You turn her so she is facing away from you and you push the middle of her back hard so she arches it and puts her hands down in front of her. The view you have given me is spectacular and I gasp as you slowly pull down her black panties, revealing a pretty little ass and then a sopping wet, shaven pussy. You are quietly grunting. It drives me fucking crazy. You step back off the bed and kneel on the floor; you hook your hands round the outside of her legs and pull her back so her knees are right on the edge of the bed, her lower legs and feet dangling either side of your torso. Your breathing has increased, so has mine and so has Charlie?s. You start kissing the backs of her legs, from her knees, up to that perfect ass, spreading your kisses over as much of her alabaster cheeks as you can. Then, without warning you bury your face in her cunt, she lets out a long, hot moan and I gush, writhing against my cuffs. I can see you sucking and licking her clit and you love it.