The Seduction of Elise – Part III

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Elise woke up to the smell of coffee, and opened her eyes to see Adam at the bedside with a mug of it for her.  She took it gratefully, and while she sipped it he sat on the bed by her and stroked her leg which was peeking out of the coverlet.

Their eyes met, and he smiled, “Why don’t you take a shower, and meet me in the kitchen for some breakfast.”  Elise nodded, and he took the mug from her.  She slipped out of bed, and made her way to the bathroom while he sat back and enjoyed the view.

After the shower she felt so much better.  She slipped on the robe Adam had retrieved from the floor and laid on the bed for her.  The scent of bacon had her mouth watering, and led her to the spacious kitchen.  Adam had set up some casual place settings on the center island. She asked if she could help, and he laughed and shooed her over to a nearby stool.  He brought her some more coffee, and they chatted comfortably as he cooked up some scrambled eggs and toast.

Her stomach growled, and when Adam put the plate in front of her, she tucked in.  She wolfed the food down, then looked at him sheepishly when she realized that he was only partway through.  He grinned, “I guess last night’s activities made you hungry?”

She laughed, “I guess it did.”

“Would you like some more?” he teased.

She thought for a minute then asked, “Is there any more bacon?”

Adam chuckled, “Sure thing, help yourself.” 

Elise got a couple more strips of bacon from the counter, and nibbled on them while he finished his breakfast.

As he stood behind her to collect her plate, he leaned and growled in her ear, “I appreciate a woman with a good appetite.”

She felt a little shiver go through her.  It was a fairly innocuous thing to say, but the way he said it made her tingle.  She helped with the dishes, then they got dressed and Adam gave her a ride back to her place. He stopped out front of her building then turned to her, “So what are your plans for today?”

“Thankfully I don’t have any.  I was probably going to start putting together some new wine racks that I ordered.”

He looked at her intently, “I’d like you do me a favor.”

“Of course!”

“I want you to think about what we discussed last night, and make up a list for me of everything that you would like to try, have thought about trying but aren’t so sure of, and anything that would be totally off limits.  I have to go into the office for a while, but I thought that later this evening I could bring dinner by, and we could discuss it.”

Elise seemed puzzled so he continued, “Because you’re new to this sort of partnership, I want to be sure that we’re on the same page. In order for this relationship to work, I have to know what your limits are,” he took her face in his hands and his voice lowered, “I fully intend to push those limits, my dear…make no mistake.  But I need to know where to begin.”

She nodded, and looked at him with eyes wide as saucers.  He leaned in and kissed her hard, “I’ll come about 7:00 if that’s acceptable to you?”

“Yes, that’s fine,” she smiled at him, and stepped out of the car, “I look forward to it.”

After a quick change of clothes, Elise went down to the shop to put some of the new racks together.  The old ones were so beat up, and she had wanted to update the store a little, and figured that was the best way to start. 

As she worked, she thought about what Adam had asked her to do.  She was trying to work through how fast things had changed between them, and even though it had turned out to be exactly what she wanted, it was still hard to process.

She’d always considered herself a feminist, and a very confident and independent woman.  She’d been on her own since she was 18, had put herself through college, and had now inherited and was running a very successful little business.  Never in the scheme of things would she have figured that she’d be embarking in a sexual relationship where she’d basically be some man’s slave...where her needs would be secondary to his.

But Adam wasn’t just any man.  She felt a level of trust with him that she hadn’t known with anyone else.  He knew exactly what he was, and what he wanted, and had no compunction about going after it. And deep down inside herself she realized that this is what she wanted, and what she’d been looking for in prior relationships but hadn’t been able to find.

She didn’t know why she reacted the way she did to being dominated.  She’d had a conventional childhood.  She had no Daddy issues, she had never been abused.  But the times she’d asked her boyfriends to tie her up or to spank her, she’d felt a wildly increased level of arousal, and craved more.  But her prior lovers hadn’t shared that, and one had flat out refused and even broke up with her over it.

After lunch, she rummaged around for a pad and pencil, and sat down on the couch to do as Adam had asked.  She divided the page into three columns, and started writing.  When she was finished, she found that there was a lot fewer things in the “Maybe” and “No” columns than she had expected, and as she reviewed what she’d written, she began to play the scenarios in her head, and found herself getting aroused.

She shook it off, and put the list on the side table for later and went back to work.  At about 4:00 she was tired and dirty, and went upstairs to clean up the apartment a bit, then shower and change for dinner. 

Adam arrived promptly at 7:00, carrying bags of Chinese takeout.  He kissed her hello, and she got out some napkins and dishes.  She opened a bottle of wine, and they grabbed some chopsticks and sat at her small kitchen table trying all the different dishes, and chatting about how their days had gone.  The mood was light and comfortable, and once dinner was over and the food put away, she poured them some more wine and they moved over to the couch.

“So,” Adam asked, “did you do as I asked?”

Elise sat up and grabbed the pad from the table and handed it to him.  He settled back into the cushions, and put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close.  He read through the list a couple of times, and she noticed a small smile cross his lips.  When he was finished he tore the sheet off, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

He snuggled her close and kissed her on the top of the head, “I must say, I admire your willingness to try new things, and I think we have a wonderful adventure ahead of us. I have a place I would like to take you.  We can go next Saturday, but I’d like to take you shopping during the week in preparation for our date.  How does that sound to you?”

“That sounds fine.”

“Good.  Now, I hate to cut the evening short, but I have an early day tomorrow,” he stood, and helped her up. 

Elise was disappointed as she’d hoped that he’d stay the night, but she put on a brave face as she walked him to the door.  He took her in his arms and kissed her, leaving her breathless and weak in the knees.  “Pick you up on Wednesday at closing time?”

“Wednesday will be fine,” she whispered.

He tilted her head up so that she was looking him in the eye, “Elise, do you trust me?”

“I do.”

“Good.  Because as long as you’re in my care nothing will happen that you don’t want.” He gave her another quick kiss, and then he was gone.

The Seduction of Elise - Part II

Here is a link to Part I if you need it.

Elise heard his question, but it took a minute to register. She looked at him quizzically, “But why would I want to leave?”

Adam smiled, “Wait here just a moment. I’ll be right back.”

She leaned against the wall and gathered her wits. Adam returned promptly with a cozy white robe, which he wrapped around her. He picked up her dress, and led her to the living room where he sat her on the couch, and hung her dress in the hall closet so it wouldn’t wrinkle.

“Would you like a glass of wine?” he asked.

Elise nodded, and he went to the kitchen to get them some.

When he returned he handed her glass over, then sat down on the ottoman opposite her. He swirled his own wine thoughtfully a moment, then spoke quietly, “I suppose I should explain further. I have certain sexual proclivities that aren’t always considered acceptable in polite society. I simply don’t want to push you into anything you might be uncomfortable with. I’m far too fond of you to want to hurt you,” he glanced up at her and smiled slyly, “Unless of course, you want me to.”

As his words sunk in, Elise blushed and ducked her head, “Ah, so my intuition about you was correct. You’re a Dominant, aren’t you?”

“What was your first guess?”

She peeked up at him through her lashes, “Well, I’ve always gotten a certain vibe from you. Then there were the odd questions while we were dancing, and your actions in the hall just now sort of confirmed it for me.”

“Are you familiar with the lifestyle?”

“I’ve…done some reading.”

“Oh God, please tell me you didn’t read those silly ‘mommy porn’ books.”

She laughed, “No, I heard they were awful. But I’ve read some de Sade, “The Story of O”, and the “Sleeping Beauty” trilogy among others, and of course the internet can be a very wicked place.”

He ducked his head to look her in the eye, “And what was your opinion of these books? Did you enjoy reading them?”

She lifted her head and nodded, “Yes. And I’ve approached my boyfriends in the past about doing a little role-play, and enjoyed it very much. However they were never really that interested in it, and I was always left feeling…somehow unfulfilled.”

“I have to admit, I’m a bit surprised by this.”

Elise laughed, “Well, I am 32, and hardly a virgin after all.”

Adam smiled, “I guess not. Still, I have to say I find these confessions of yours encouraging. Now, I’m not looking for a needy little supplicant that mopes around and just does what I tell her. For this kind of relationship to work, I want a woman who’s intelligent and comfortable in her own skin. There’s no contract that I’d ask you to sign, and I would never force you to stay if you didn’t want to, and most of all I would need you trust me…to be a partner in this venture.”

She nodded, “A yin to your yang, in other words.”

“Exactly…I’d need your light to counteract my darkness.”

Elise sipped her wine, and thought for a moment, “I’m not really that experienced…”

He leaned in and gave her a light kiss, “You don’t need to be. You just have to be willing to give it a try. Would you like to?”

With a boldness that surprised even her, Elise put her wine on the side table, took Adam’s hand, and placed it at the juncture between her thighs. He groaned just a little as he felt how wet she was. 

Her breath quickened, “Does that give you my answer well enough?”

Adam put his wine glass beside hers on the table, and he reached over to tug at her panties. She lifted her hips, and he slid them down her stockinged legs. “Yes it does," he replied, "and tonight, we won’t play roles. Tonight we’ll just be lovers.”

He knelt in front of her, and spread her legs, running his hands up her thighs. She slid forward a little, and he soon was separating her inner lips with his fingers. He leaned in, and placed little kisses on her smooth mound, and flicked his tongue against her clit. He worked his hands under her legs, and cupped her ass, pulling her closer. He explored her sex with his tongue, working around it in circles, occasionally sucking her clit between his lips.

Her little mewls of pleasure delighted him, and he kept up his teasing. With one hand, he rubbed her little nub, while he explored her pussy with his tongue. Soon his ministrations had her quaking, and her hands tangled in his hair, encouraging him to get a little rougher. He acquiesced, and soon he had her crying out as her orgasm washed over her.

Adam undid the tie on her robe, and pulled it apart, exposing her. He wrapped her in his arms, and kissed her. Elise wanted to feel his skin against hers, and moved to unbutton his shirt, but let out a moan of frustration when she encountered his confounding shirt studs.

He laughed and stood, and helped her to her feet, “Come with me,” he whispered, and they headed towards his bedroom. He pulled down the spread, and gently sat her on the bed. She was about to remove her shoes and roll off her stockings when he stopped her, “No, those are so sexy…please leave them on.”

She shrugged, and sat watching him begin to undress. With practiced ease he undid the studs and cufflinks of his shirt, and once they were put away she stood, slipped off the robe, and walked over to him.

“Please…let me?”

He chuckled, and she smiled up at him. She undid the last few buttons of his shirt, and slid it off his shoulders. She ran her hands down his arms, and back up his chest, through his light chest hair. He rested his hands on her hips, and they kissed, pressing tight to each other. She could still taste her musk on his mouth, and let out a little groan. Quickly she unbuckled his belt, and undid his pants, shoving them down. She reached into his boxer briefs, and stroked his now rock hard cock.

Adam kicked off his shoes, stepped out of his pants, and walked the two of them over to bed, never breaking their kiss. The backs of her knees bumped against the edge, and she lost her balance and toppled over with a giggle. Adam quickly removed his underwear and socks and joined her on the bed, sliding his body on top of hers.

She felt his cock against her belly, and scooted back a little, wrapping her silky legs around him and moving her hips so it was aligned with her pussy. With a groan he slowly entered her, and her nails dug into his back. With a growl he pushed in a bit harder, and she lifted her hips to meet his. She gasped when he was fully inside her, and he rested against her for a moment before he began to draw out, and then plunge back into her.

They soon established a rhythm, and he ducked his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth. He continued to move in her as he sucked on it, and he felt her hand snake down between them to rub her clit. The mix of sensations soon had her coming with a shout, and he felt her pussy contract around him. He picked up his pace, and she held on tighter as he pounded inside of her. With a growl he came, releasing a volley of cum.

Elise held him tightly against her, and buried her face in his neck. They rested together that way for a moment, and then she pushed him gently off of her, and onto his back. She excused herself for a moment, and went into the adjoining bathroom. Adam heard the water running in the sink, and she came back a moment later with a wet, warm washcloth. She used it to wipe him clean, then replaced the cloth with her mouth. She ran her tongue around the crown of his cock, and wrapped her lips around his still hard shaft. She cradled his balls gently with one hand, and began to bob her head, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked on him. Adam let out a groan, and brushed her hair aside so that could watch her work. 

Unbeknownst to her, he’d fantasized about her much the way she had about him. He’d get himself off imagining tying her down, teasing her body until her skin flushed and she begged him to let her come. About taking a paddle to her luscious ass until it was bright pink, then burying his cock in her soft folds. Cuffing her hands behind her, and having her kneel in front of him, and suck him off.

He grabbed a handful of her hair, and pulled her head up. She let him go with a little popping sound, and she moved up on the bed to straddle him. She worked her pussy along his length, and the warm wetness of it inflamed him.

He grabbed her hips, and maneuvered her pussy over him, and she slid down his length and encased him in her heat. She undulated on top of him, moving her hips sensually up and down. It was slow, and excruciatingly sweet, but as her own passion began to take over, she began to move more erratically. She leaned over him, her nipples brushing his chest, and he stroked his fingers down her back.

“Baby, I want to fuck you from behind,” he whispered in her ear. She nodded, and moved off of him to the other side of the bed, and waited expectantly, subconsciously wiggling her ass just the slightest bit. It took everything he had to not to warm it with his hand. Instead he lined up his cock with her slick opening, and thrust forward.

Her arms buckled slightly, and as he began to piston into her, she let out a guttural moan. Soon her moans turned to incoherent begging, and she began to push back and meet his thrusts with her own. Their bodies slapped together, and she clutched him tightly inside her. This time they came together, perfectly in synch.

Elise was spent. She’d come more in one night than she had in weeks, and could barely hold herself up anymore. Adam pulled out of her and lay back, and she kicked off her shoes, and snuggled her body up against his, and promptly fell asleep. He pulled the spread over them, and grabbed a remote from the night table, and dimmed the lights in the room.

Yes, he’d dreamt about this many times, but reality was turning out to be so much better.

The Seduction of Elise - Part I

As Adam led Elise to her seat, he allowed his hand to move up from her lower back to stroke the bare skin a few inches higher, and smiled when he felt goose bumps stipple that smooth expanse. A little shiver followed, causing the long chain dotted with topaz colored stones that hung down her back to jingle ever so slightly.

He knew that she’d probably spent more than she could afford on the emerald gown in an attempt to impress him, and he admitted that it had worked. The color matched her eyes, and flattered her pale skin and dark hair, which she’d worn up and fastened with a jeweled clip.

She was tense – and had been all through dinner despite holding her own in the conversation – but as they took their seats and she allowed herself to take in her surroundings, he noticed some of that tension drain from her shoulders. The discordant noises that came from the orchestra pit as the musicians warmed up made conversation impossible, so he let himself just observe her.

She felt his gaze on her, met his eyes, and gave him a dazzling smile. But he noticed that despite the smile, she gripped her program just a little tighter. He wasn’t surprised at her nervousness. It was a natural reaction to being in an environment that she wasn’t accustomed to, and wanting very much to fit in. He knew that on her salary, dinner at a five star restaurant and a night at the opera wasn’t something she experienced on regular basis.

Elise was an employee at a small wine shop that he’d been going to for years. He was quite the gourmand, and found that they carried the best selection in town, and what they didn’t stock they could always get for him. Other than the owner she was the only employee, and over the years he’d become smitten with her sunny demeanor, witty humor, and knowledge on a wide variety of topics.

The owner had recently passed away, leaving to her the building that housed the shop and her apartment. She’d been overwhelmed by the grief of losing her mentor who’d been like a surrogate father to her, and who’d taught her everything she knew about the business. So Adam had invited her to join him this evening in hopes of lifting her spirits, as he missed her usual happy self.

As the house lights dimmed, he turned his attention to the stage. The opera was “Don Giovanni”, which Elise had mentioned in the past was one of her favorites. As the orchestra began to play the opening notes of the score and the curtain rose, he let himself get lost in the music.

After intermission and before the second act began, he’d offered his hand and she took it, albeit a bit hesitantly. During the Commendatore scene, her grip tightened a bit. No matter how many times one had seen it, it was an intense and frightening finale, and the local company did an outstanding job with the mood and the costumes.

When the opera was over, she applauded enthusiastically, and turned to him with a wide smile. He was struck again by her loveliness, and returned her smile with one of his own. Once the curtain calls were done and they’d filed out into the cool evening, he suggested that they finish up the evening with a cocktail.

They ended up at a little piano bar that he knew would be a quiet space to wind down. As they sipped their drinks and talked about the opera, Elise seemed happy and finally relaxed. He leaned over and asked her to dance, and noticed the little blush on her cheeks as she nodded.

As he put his arm around her waist, he felt rather than heard her little gasp. She rested her hand lightly on his shoulder as their other hands joined, and he spun her onto the dance floor.

“I have been remiss by failing to mention just how beautiful you look this evening,” he murmured.

She looked up at him and replied with a smile and a simple, “Thank you.”

“Tell me, why did choose this dress for tonight?”

She laughed a little at the odd question, and after thinking a moment replied, “It’s a classic silhouette which means I can easily wear it more than once, I felt the color suited me, and I thought it was alluring without being gauche.”

Adam chuckled, “It’s actually very alluring without being gauche…and the material?”

She laughed, “It’s October and chilly…velvet is seasonal.”

“Is that all?”

She blushed again, and looked down, “Well, it’s also very…touchable, isn't it?”

He pulled her a bit closer, and her breath quickened, “Were you hoping it would tempt me to touch you?” After a brief pause he felt her nod her head in reply.

“Well, it worked,” he whispered, and the feel of his breath so close to her ear, caused her to tense up all over again. Her heartbeat quickened, and he could feel it pounding through his tuxedo jacket. He drew his fingers lightly up her back, “But do you realize that your skin is even softer and more alluring than your dress?”

She let out a little squeak that he found amusing. He pulled back to look at her, and found her face was flushed, her pupils were wide, and her breathing was a bit ragged. He could feel the heat coming off of her, and felt himself starting to respond to it.

“Do you realize, my dear Elise, that you’re displaying all the signs of a fight or flight response? Do I frighten you?”

“No,” she whispered.

“Do you wish to flee from me?”

“No, and I don’t want to fight you either,” she replied.

He rested his cheek against her hair, and breathed in the fresh smell of her, “So tell me…what do you want then?”

This time it was she that pulled back and looked at him, her eyes wide as she took in his handsome features, and processed through what he was asking, knowing that he expected nothing but complete honesty and replied, “You. I want you.”

“And what do you want from me?”

Elise stammered, “I don’t know.”

“Oh, yes you do. Tell me.”

She couldn’t believe this all was happening…she’d been attracted to this man for so long, and realized now that the attraction was mutual. The air around them seemed to be crackling with energy, and as he waited patiently for her reply, she struggled to put her answer into words.

“I want you to bring me home and undress me, kiss me everywhere, and then…take me. Please.”

“I would love nothing more my dear, but I have to admit you’re so tense I’m almost afraid to let you go. Do you promise if I do that you won’t fly apart on me?”

“I promise.”

“Good. Why don’t you wait for me in the lobby…I’ll be out after I pay the bill.”

She nodded, “Actually, I think I'll wait outside…I could use some air.”

“Very well, I’ll meet you in a moment.”

As Elise stood outside, she was tempted to just hail a cab and go home, because she had to admit Adam did frighten her a little. Well, maybe not frighten, but she found him a bit intimidating. He was wealthy and successful, accomplished and cultured, but there was something animalistic behind his well mannered exterior. She had just given him permission to unleash that on her, and was wondering if that had been a smart thing to do.

On the other hand, over the years she had fantasized about this very moment...about him taking her home, slipping her dress off of her body so that it puddled at her feet, and ravaging her…and she shuddered in delight at the thought.

Deep in her reverie, she didn’t notice him behind her until he draped her wrap over her shoulders, “You forgot this, and your handbag,” he pressed the small bag into her hands, and handed his ticket to valet. The young man retrieved Adam’s Mercedes, and within minutes they were on their way to his apartment.

During the drive, Adam noticed Elise put her head back and close her eyes. As he took in the lines of her elegant neck, he realized she seemed preoccupied. He wondered whether he’d taken things too far too soon, if he’d overwhelmed her, and if it would be better to just take her back to her place and call it a night. As if realizing his doubt, she opened her eyes and looked over at him, and what he read in her expression gave him the assurance that she wanted this as much as he did.

They pulled in front of his building, and the doorman got her door for her, and helped her out. She waited in the lobby as Adam parked the car, and then they headed to the elevator to go to his flat. The doorman looked after them quizzically. Dr. Walther was a very private man, and rarely brought people back to his apartment, so this young woman must be someone important to him.

Adam put in his key card, and hit the button for the 26th floor. He had the entire floor to himself, requiring this special access. As the doors closed, his hand snaked up under Elise’s wrap, and his arm went around her waist possessively for the ride up.

A small ding announced their arrival, and when the doors opened, he led her out. A long hallway stretched ahead of them, bisecting the space. Before they’d taken five steps down the hall, he was on her. He pushed her up against the wall, and she cried out in surprise, but then melted against him. Their lips met, and his kiss sent a shock through her system. She dropped her purse as he tore off her wrap, and then she twined her arms around his neck, as his circled her waist.

It was everything she’d hoped for. Hot, passionate, and somewhat messy. Any properness he’d shown before was lost as their lips and tongues explored, and his hands roamed over her body. He was unleashing the animal, and she couldn’t be happier about it.

His touch was hot on her skin, and his fingers found the zipper at the back of her dress and pulled it down. He moved his mouth along her neck to her shoulder as he slid her dress off, and nipped at her fragrant skin.

The boning of her gown had provided enough support that she hadn’t needed to wear a brassiere, and his hands palmed her breasts for a moment before pulling her dress the rest of the way off. As it fell to the floor, he stood back and looked at her. She had on little black panties, some lace topped thigh high stockings, and her heels. As he watched, she pulled out the clip from her hair, shaking her head and letting it cascade over her shoulders.

Adam reached out, and put his hand down the front of her panties. He marveled at just how hot and wet she was, and as he ran a finger over her clit she let out a little yelp. He removed his hand and grabbed her wrists, putting her arms over her head. He held them in place with his left hand, then leaned into her and stroked her again with the right. She trembled against him, and he watched her intently.

“Look at me,” he commanded, and her eyes flew open, “I want to watch you come.”

He strummed his finger lightly against her clit. She writhed in his grasp, wanting more friction, but instead of giving her what she wanted, he lowered his mouth to her breast and sucked her nipple. She bucked against him, and he switched his attention to the other one, rolling the hard nub between his teeth.  After a few moments, he lifted his head and met her gaze, and smiled almost cruelly.

He continued to tease Elise, to stoke the fire inside of her. He kissed her, and she met his kiss feverishly. As they kissed, he inserted two fingers inside of her, and began to thrust them slowly. His thumb settled more firmly on her clit, and she rode his hand, craving release. As her moans against his mouth became more frantic, he broke the kiss and leaned back. As their eyes locked, she came with a shudder, her clit a hard button, and her pussy pulsating around his fingers.

Despite her pleas for him to stop, that it was too intense, he continued to stroke her through a second climax.  As she stood there panting, he removed his fingers, and lifted them to his nose. He breathed in her musk, and then put them in his mouth for a taste. She was sweet and delicious…the perfect digestif.

Adam put his damp fingers under her chin, and lifted it so that she was looking him right in the eyes,  “This is your last chance to leave, Elise.  You can go now and we can pretend this never happened, or you can stay.  What do you choose?”