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Karina
Meteorite
- Joined
- Dec 4, 2022
Hello all, Welcome to the Insanity, won't you join into the fun tonight?
I'm looking, with this particular thread, to scratch a certian itch, if you will.
See, I have had this plot dancing around my head for a few months now, and I just need to play it.
Let's set the scene, shall we?
All Characters 21+ Of Coarse {Potential TW: Recreational Drug use}
Claimed at the Office Party
Scene: You are dating a woman who works for the company you use to, a few years ago. You accompany her to the yearly holiday party, and you see your old personal assistant, meaning at first to go over to make small talk with her whileyour Love flirts her way into a promotion. Extect, as you see her across the room, looking like sin, she stuck her fucking tongue out at you like a fucking invitation. You had perviously had the smallest crush on this woman while she worked under you, picturing bending her glorious ass over your desk on those days she was particularly mouthy. And by Gods, the look in her eyes when she would sass him, he had known, deep down, she was the kind of woman who liked being punished, who pushed and poked until they got what they truly wanted. But alas, she was his employee, so she was offlimits..
Until now.. And oh, how his Love would enjoy the show, maybe even join, as they had spoken many times of the fantasies surrounding this mouthy woman, each time she had sassed them over the years. Tonight though... Gods, he swears she was begging for it..
{Opener below}
Ruby curls bounced around her head as the young woman buried it into her pillow and let out a wail of pure frustration. She had to pick out the perfect outfit for tonight, the perfect one, as she had people she needed to impress, not in the company, not really. No, while one of them worked with her, she was a fellow PA, stuck in the same boring schtick Karina was. Not that she had thought it boring when she started, not with *Instert Charters name* as her boss, the eye candy alone, and seeing his jaw tick when she acted like the Brat she was gave her a zink through her body that she had come to crave. Unfortunately, he had left the company, and now she was stuck under a bore of a man who thinks biege is a personality. Tonight though, she would see him again, it was confirmed when his girlfirend, Karina's coworker and friend, had mentioned something offhandedly over thier morning treck to the lobby coffe shop. Casually, as if talking about the weather, she mentioned how they had hunted for just the right dress and tux to match each other without matching each other, rambling on as if Karina wasn't near trembling beside her. He would be here tonight, with a woman she was guilty of dreaming about over the years, moreso after her work friend had anounced she was in a relationship with the man she still regularly let fill her fantasies as she sat at her desk. But he would be there, they would be there and she needed to look her absolute best to drive them absolutely mad.
Okay, maybe this wasn't the wisest thing to do at her company's yearly Holiday Party, but she never skipped a chance to mouth of at this man, craving the feeling she gets when she watches the muscle in his jaw jump each time she does and says anything partiularly sassy. If she maybe also wanted to make him drool while she mouthed off, well that was her business. That still left her in the dilemma of what exactly she was going to wear tonight, ugh! She shifted herself, moving until she was sitting crosslegged on her bed, staring at her closet. Small fingers yanked through her messy red curls as she sighed, "Okay. Dark purple, color looks amazing on me, cleavage and leg galore." She mumbled to her dog, a small black lab mix, who lay curled up on her bed. Standing, she moved to her closet, dressing in the chosen gown, the fabic a rich wine color, a purple-red blend that made her deep red curls almost pop, her normally pale skin complimented in a subtle kind of way. The open shoulders and sweetheart cut ensured her voluptuous breasts were almost slipping out, the cotton fabic clinging to her curvy body, splitting open at the top of her right hip, leaving her right leg bare while the fabric wrapped around and continued until it trailed around her left foot. Giving the absolute best tease of her assests, making her drool worthy to all who see her... or at least that was what she was going to tell herself.
A groan left ruby lips, as she yanked her hair into a simple black claw clip, allowing them a slightly contrrolled lift before the cascaded like a waterfall around the clip, doing nothing about the few strands that had slipped her grasped, framing her face, just shy of burshing her shoulders for some. Rolling her neck, she sighed, and made her way over to her bookcase, where she hid her lockbox and her good gummies. She would take a few sinlge dose low dose ones and it would be fine. Just enough to make her relax a little... Fuck.. Was that 2 zeros? Shit.. How many did she eat.. Well, fuck it, might as well eat the rest of this one right? At least her sleeves wear long enough to almost cover her fingers, and the fabric was soft. "Behave Pershepone, Moms will be home tonight." she said to her pup as she headed out the door.
Ten gummies and an hour later brought her to the party, the one her company was hosting, for the holdays. A giggle slipped past her crimson lips, despite her fist lightly pressing against them. Fuck, where was her work friend, and her eye candy! Gods, how she missed him, wanted to lick across his.. Oooookay, maybe she she stop that thought. A nervous giggle fell from her as she seated herself at an empty table. Those where very dangerous thoughts, about who she dreamed was a very dangerous man. One who she was now staring straight at, across the room, and holding onto his drop dead gorgeous girlfriend, who had hiar so silky she wanted to sink her fingers into them as her tongue explored... Nope, bad thought, it was her coworker. Bad thought. Another nervous giggle left her lips, as her gaze locked with his own, tongue darting out at him, before bursting into giggles once more. She watched as he leaned forward, surely whispering someing in his Lady's ear before making his way towards her.. Fuck... He was coming towards her, and she couldn't stop laughing.
If you made it this far, you can email and/or PM me. Thank you! Much love and Good Vibes to all!!
I'm looking, with this particular thread, to scratch a certian itch, if you will.
See, I have had this plot dancing around my head for a few months now, and I just need to play it.
Let's set the scene, shall we?
All Characters 21+ Of Coarse {Potential TW: Recreational Drug use}
Claimed at the Office Party
Scene: You are dating a woman who works for the company you use to, a few years ago. You accompany her to the yearly holiday party, and you see your old personal assistant, meaning at first to go over to make small talk with her whileyour Love flirts her way into a promotion. Extect, as you see her across the room, looking like sin, she stuck her fucking tongue out at you like a fucking invitation. You had perviously had the smallest crush on this woman while she worked under you, picturing bending her glorious ass over your desk on those days she was particularly mouthy. And by Gods, the look in her eyes when she would sass him, he had known, deep down, she was the kind of woman who liked being punished, who pushed and poked until they got what they truly wanted. But alas, she was his employee, so she was offlimits..
Until now.. And oh, how his Love would enjoy the show, maybe even join, as they had spoken many times of the fantasies surrounding this mouthy woman, each time she had sassed them over the years. Tonight though... Gods, he swears she was begging for it..
{Opener below}
Ruby curls bounced around her head as the young woman buried it into her pillow and let out a wail of pure frustration. She had to pick out the perfect outfit for tonight, the perfect one, as she had people she needed to impress, not in the company, not really. No, while one of them worked with her, she was a fellow PA, stuck in the same boring schtick Karina was. Not that she had thought it boring when she started, not with *Instert Charters name* as her boss, the eye candy alone, and seeing his jaw tick when she acted like the Brat she was gave her a zink through her body that she had come to crave. Unfortunately, he had left the company, and now she was stuck under a bore of a man who thinks biege is a personality. Tonight though, she would see him again, it was confirmed when his girlfirend, Karina's coworker and friend, had mentioned something offhandedly over thier morning treck to the lobby coffe shop. Casually, as if talking about the weather, she mentioned how they had hunted for just the right dress and tux to match each other without matching each other, rambling on as if Karina wasn't near trembling beside her. He would be here tonight, with a woman she was guilty of dreaming about over the years, moreso after her work friend had anounced she was in a relationship with the man she still regularly let fill her fantasies as she sat at her desk. But he would be there, they would be there and she needed to look her absolute best to drive them absolutely mad.
Okay, maybe this wasn't the wisest thing to do at her company's yearly Holiday Party, but she never skipped a chance to mouth of at this man, craving the feeling she gets when she watches the muscle in his jaw jump each time she does and says anything partiularly sassy. If she maybe also wanted to make him drool while she mouthed off, well that was her business. That still left her in the dilemma of what exactly she was going to wear tonight, ugh! She shifted herself, moving until she was sitting crosslegged on her bed, staring at her closet. Small fingers yanked through her messy red curls as she sighed, "Okay. Dark purple, color looks amazing on me, cleavage and leg galore." She mumbled to her dog, a small black lab mix, who lay curled up on her bed. Standing, she moved to her closet, dressing in the chosen gown, the fabic a rich wine color, a purple-red blend that made her deep red curls almost pop, her normally pale skin complimented in a subtle kind of way. The open shoulders and sweetheart cut ensured her voluptuous breasts were almost slipping out, the cotton fabic clinging to her curvy body, splitting open at the top of her right hip, leaving her right leg bare while the fabric wrapped around and continued until it trailed around her left foot. Giving the absolute best tease of her assests, making her drool worthy to all who see her... or at least that was what she was going to tell herself.
A groan left ruby lips, as she yanked her hair into a simple black claw clip, allowing them a slightly contrrolled lift before the cascaded like a waterfall around the clip, doing nothing about the few strands that had slipped her grasped, framing her face, just shy of burshing her shoulders for some. Rolling her neck, she sighed, and made her way over to her bookcase, where she hid her lockbox and her good gummies. She would take a few sinlge dose low dose ones and it would be fine. Just enough to make her relax a little... Fuck.. Was that 2 zeros? Shit.. How many did she eat.. Well, fuck it, might as well eat the rest of this one right? At least her sleeves wear long enough to almost cover her fingers, and the fabric was soft. "Behave Pershepone, Moms will be home tonight." she said to her pup as she headed out the door.
Ten gummies and an hour later brought her to the party, the one her company was hosting, for the holdays. A giggle slipped past her crimson lips, despite her fist lightly pressing against them. Fuck, where was her work friend, and her eye candy! Gods, how she missed him, wanted to lick across his.. Oooookay, maybe she she stop that thought. A nervous giggle fell from her as she seated herself at an empty table. Those where very dangerous thoughts, about who she dreamed was a very dangerous man. One who she was now staring straight at, across the room, and holding onto his drop dead gorgeous girlfriend, who had hiar so silky she wanted to sink her fingers into them as her tongue explored... Nope, bad thought, it was her coworker. Bad thought. Another nervous giggle left her lips, as her gaze locked with his own, tongue darting out at him, before bursting into giggles once more. She watched as he leaned forward, surely whispering someing in his Lady's ear before making his way towards her.. Fuck... He was coming towards her, and she couldn't stop laughing.
If you made it this far, you can email and/or PM me. Thank you! Much love and Good Vibes to all!!