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Temptrianna

Temptrianna

Supernova
Joined
Oct 19, 2011
Location
Texas
Trista sighed as she walked through her home and headed towards her kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine. She had had a hard day dealing with her company and the morons who wanted to questions her decisions. She was glad it was now 3pm and she was home for day and out of the long ass meeting which she was overly eager to strangle a few people during. Now she could relax and unwind and decide how she would go about her weekend while hoping she did not get a call from her company that someone had fucked up yet again.

Taking a bottle of expensive red wine from the cabinet, she poured herself a glass of the rich red liquid and took a long sip before refilling the glass and putting up the bottle. Taking her glass, she walked into the living room and sat down on her couch and propped up her feet on the leather ottoman as she simply enjoyed the peacefulness of her home. She would not sit here long though as she was anxious to get out of her current business attire of a elegant long beige skirt, white stocking, black heels, and a black blazer style dress top. Reaching up behind her, she grabbed the end of her bun and freed her long blonde hair to let it cascade down over her shoulders and over the back of the couch.



GoldenGateSon said:
It was 3:04 as Steven round out of his school’s main entrance towards Trista’s house. His last class had gotten out late, and he was worried that he might arrive late at work. Luckily for him, her house actually wasn’t too far from his school, and as he arrived at her front door panting, it was only 3:10. He knocked on her door as was customary, but given that he had already been working for her for quite some time, this was just a formality as. He pulled out the set of keys which she had given him some time ago and unlocked the front door, stepping inside shortly after. Closing the door behind him, he glanced around quickly before spotting Trista lounging on the couch. “H-Hi, Trista,” he said panting. “S-Sorry if I’m late. I got help up in class for a little while.”

He set his bag down by the door as he always did before closing it. Walking to the front of the couch, he stood before her in a fitting gray, long-sleeved shirt and dark blue jeans, running his hands through his black hair. “Do you have anything you’d like me to do right now?” Steven had been working for Trista since his freshman year in high school, and since he was already about to graduate, he had been in her employ for quite some time. It was her house that he came straight to after school every day, and it was in one of her guest bedrooms that he had spent many nights sleeping. His parents were often quite busy themselves and were in fact quite happy that he had found a source of income, not minding that he didn’t come home for days at a time. Trista’s was his second home.
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Trista smiled as she noted Steven come in the house and make his way into the living room where she sat. She could tell just by his appearance that he was stressed like her and tired. Apparently he had rushed over yet again from school. She admired him. Not only was he handsome for his age but he was loyal to her and went the extra effort to please her in working for her. Looking him over she smiled up at him and patted the empty couch beside her. “no worries, here sit with me and catch your breath and relax for a few minutes.” she offered him and watched as he sat down. “Im not worried about you being late. You have always shown up to work no matter what and always done what I asked. School is important so I dont mind if it keeps you late so no need to apologize. As far as what I need today...” she paused on a sigh as her weekend plans played through her mind. “I need you to tidy and made any repairs or updates needed to the guest bed room across the hall from yours. I have two friends, a couple, who are going to come and stay for a short time. I dont know if they will stay just a day or two or if they will stay longer so we need to make preparations for that. Also I have a business party tomorrow night that I need your help getting ready for. I will have many important clients and business partners coming over for the event so if you can stay all weekend it would be much appreciated.” she said as she then took another long sip of her wine. She was both happy and sad at her friends Alexis and Azreal coming over. She loved them like family but seeing them so happy together often left her feeling lonely. She wanted what they shared but they were not your average couple. To add to her stress she had a well known CEO of another company coming to the party to discuss a merger with her. If things went well then she would close a deal that would improve her company and send it to new heights. However if things went badly then it could cost her millions for her company. It was why she had just fired 3 people today for being idiots and why she had been forced to endure a long meeting to straighten her people out on what was to come. No doubt Steven could see the stress, worry, and longing within her as she gazed for a moment at a far wall before pulling herself back to the present and forcing a smile at him. “so how was your day and how is school going?” she asked him then being sociable with him while he rested a minute.
 
Steven smiled as she patted the couch next to her and sat beside her. “Thanks, Trista.” He took a deep breath to steady his breathing after having just run here, and once he’d calmed himself, looked back at Trista with another smile. Having worked for her for so long, they had developed a rather close relationship, not physical or romantic, but simply a relationship acceptance and understanding. Although he still carried out her order and tasks (he was her employee and aid after all) they nevertheless shared a casual and intimate relationship similar to that of good friends, and he appreciated how she had treated him with kindness and care when he worked for her. He listened closely to what his agenda was for the day, nodding ever so often and responding with a simple, “Mhmm… Uh huh.” As he listened to her speak and looked at her, he could tell from her face and her voice that she was weary, or that something was bothering her, or both. When she finished listing the things that needed to be done, and asked him how he was, he gave her a sympathetic smile and patted her thigh to comfort her. “Got it, and school is going alright. Since graduation is close, things are winding down for us seniors. Not much left to do other than relax and hang out with friends while we still.” He then took the wine from her hand and set it on the coffee table next to the couch. “Though, it looks like you’re pretty stressed. How about I give you a massage first before I get started on those assignments?” he told her more than he asked, really. Grabbing her and turning her back to him, he placed his hands firmly on her shoulders as he began to carefully squeeze and massage her. As he comforted her and tried his best to help her relax, he tried to see what was bothering her. “So how’s work going for you? Is that what’s bothering you?” he asked in a sympathetic tone as he continued to massage her, letting his hands move from her shoulder to her upper back and back again.
 
Trista smiled as he told her of how his school was going and agreed to stay the weekend and help her. She was a bit more relieved knowing he would be there to help as she knew she could count on him. However as he took her glass of wine and then set it down to turn her and start giving her a massage, she was a bit surprised. However as she felt his hands begin to work their magic on her tensed shoulders and neck and back she couldnt help but sigh I relief as it felt so good. “oh that feels great, thank you” she said as she relaxed in his hands and let him work his magic on her. As she heard him ask about work she sighed heavily as she nodded lightly. “yes work has me stressed. I have this huge merger coming up and thanks to a few morons sending the wrong files and screwing things up, I had to spend 4 hours in a boring meeting straightening everything out after I fired those idiots. So now even with everything that I have done the merger is still in jeopardy if things dont go well this weekend. This is one of the biggest milestones in my industry. If I miss this opportunity I will loose millions and may even eventually loose everything I have worked so hard to achieve. Add in having to see my friends who are always so happy and all together and im just not a happy camper right now. I love to see them and to visit with Alexis and Azreal but sometimes I want to strangle them for being too happy” she told him not really thinking as she enjoyed him working the tension from her muscles.
 
Her shoulders and back felt tense in his hands, but he was determined to fix that. He applied a little extra pressure as he worked her muscles. He listened intently and nodded his head as she told him about her troubles: the stress at work, the pressure of the upcoming merger, long hours, and to top it all off, the realization that she is more or less alone when compared to her married friends. "It's okay, Trista. I'm sure you'll make it through all of this. You always do. The merger will go through fine because you're a strong and intelligent women. You'll be happy too when you find the right man for your needs," he said, trying his best to reassure and comfort her. "And if that doesn't work out, you'll always have me," he said half jokingly to lighten the mood and half seriously, letting her know that he would be there for her. He leaned over her shoulder and planted a kiss on her cheek to let her know he meant what he said.
 
Trista smiled at his words of comfort as he continued to massage her shoulders. “Thank you Steven” she said softly as she encouraged her that everything would be alright and that she would be successful in the merger and things would be alright. However as he kissed her cheek and promised to be there for her always, she was a bit shocked. She and him had become close but still his words mixed with the kiss just sparked something in her, that she couldnt explain. Thinking on it a moment as he continued to loosen the tension in her shoulders she decided to dismiss it as she shook her head at his words. “nah, you will find some great girl and a better job or career and then you will move on from here. This place just seems like a stop in the road to everyone but me. People come and they go. I dont plan to settle down any time soon. I have yet to find a guy who is not just after my wealth so its not worth the gamble” she said softly as she felt the sincerity in his words but knew how things worked in life. “you really are talented with your hands. I may have to give you a raise just for how great you can give massages” she then chuckled lightening the mood a bit though it was true on how well he worked her tension from her.
 
"Maybe at some point down the road, but I don't really feel a need or desire to go out and find a girl just yet, so I'll be with you for quite a while," he responded with a chuckle." He could already begin to feel the tension flow out of her back and shoulders as he worked his hands, and he smiled knowing that he was having a positive effect on her. "You'll find the right man yet. It'll just take time, and while you wait, I'll be sure to take real good care of you," he said again trying to comfort her and let her know he would be there for her. "Haha, I wouldn't mind that. A little extra spending money never hurt anybody. You should let me give you one of my fully body lotion massages though. I'm sure it'll feel nice, and I need the practice." He offered this to her, to be honest, with a bit of selfish motivation as well. Having practically grown up around Trista after working for her for so many years, he had begun to develop a physical attraction to her that was probably not too appropriate, but one he felt anyway. He did his best to keep it in check and not make it too obvious, but he saw and opportunity and decided to try for it.
 
Trista smiled at his words as she simply enjoyed his hands working her shoulders. As he mentioned a more thorough massage she took a minute to think that over. She had a better idea than lotion though to be massaged with. Years ago she used to have a herbal masseuse come in and give her massages. She loved it but she started loosing the time to enjoy them with work getting hectic and all. So she had fired the poor guy who lucky for her had been so flaming gay that that he made a normal gay guy look straight. Julian had been a fun guy to have around when it came to relaxing someone. He had also turned into a good shopping buddy at the time too. But that was the past. Thinking on his offer she grinned to herself. “How about a little game or more so a challenge just for fun.” she offered him then explained “I will let you give me a more thorough massage using hot oil and if you can do as good of a job or better than my old masseuse then Ill give you a raise as a sort of promotion. If you cant do it and im still tense afterwords then you reamin as my trusty handiman/house helper” she chuckled softly as she thought it all over. At least if she posed it as a sort of game then it didnt seem to her like she was allowing boundaries to be crossed. Plus she didnt have to be totally naked for such massages as she used to keep a bra and panties on when Julian first started massaging her. She preferred the hot oils to the lotion though mainly because it would stay on her skin even if she decided to go shower or hop into the pool so her skin would still be nourished where as lotion could easily be removed. “if you take up the challenge then I may help you some on getting the spare room ready later” she then added as she pulled away so she could turn to look at him and see his reaction to her idea. As she waited for his response she rolled her shoulder and noticed how more relaxed he had already gotten her. No doubt he could do the task she offered but still offering it as a challenge just seemed more fun. As she waited she took a sip of her wine and then once he made his decision she smiled and stood.

“okay then on that note ill go start the oil warming in my room and I am going to slip into something more comfortable while it warms. In the meantime we can go and see what all needs done to the rooms” she said as she then gave him a friendly wink and headed to her room. Pouring some lavender oil into a small warmer pot, she turned it on and then moved to undress. As she did she left on her black lace thong and matching strapless bra and grabbed her silk robe to pull on and tie around her. Though she didnt mind letting him see her without the robe on, there was still others who worked for her who were moving around in the house this time of day. So she used it to cover herself a bit as she then moved down the hall to the guest room where he was already looking around. It was a normal room but was elegant and large like her own. However it held a few more features that hers didnt. Not only did it have its own bathroom as hers did but it also accessed another room which adjorned the guest room. Moving to the door of the secret room, she pressed in a code and then opened the now unlocked door to reveal a personal dungeon. She had allowed Azreal to build it years ago before Steven came to work for her as they often played at her home. So she kept it always locked unless she was stepping in to check it for them for if they were coming over.


She mainly had to check the safety supplies in this room. It had been almost 3 years since it had been used. With Azreal having to relocate out of state for work, she hadnt seen them in a long time and so the room had been locked up all this time. They had all found ways over the years to stay in touch and Trista flew to visit them often. Dismissing the fact he had never seen this room before and may have questions now, she moved to a sturdy black ornate cabinet and checked the supplies in it. Seeing only a few things needed restocked she made mental note of what to get and made note to dust in here later and then moved out of the room to lock it back up. "The oil should be about heated shall we go see about that massage" she said with a smile knowing they could talk in a bit if he had questions.
 
Steven listened as Trista explained this apparent “game” to him. “Well, that sounds like fun. Really, it’s a win-win either way for me though. I either get paid more for what I’m doing, or I just keep doing what I’ve already been doing,” he said with a laugh. “You’re on,” he said with a smile as he stood up with her. “Sounds good, and thanks for offering to help with the room. He blushed a bit as she winked at him and followed her up the stairs. They parted ways briefly as Steven entered the guest bedroom opposite from his own and looked around. It had been unused for so long that there really wasn’t much to fix. In fact, it was still in pretty good shape. The only thing it really needed was a good vacuuming and some dusting and cleaning, as after so much time from disuse, dust had settled everywhere. He turned around and smiled at Trista as she entered, dressed in her robe. He couldn’t help but let his eyes drift down over her body, imagining what she looked like naked. He watched as she opened the door to a secret room that he had never seen before, and hismouth hung open in surprise at what he saw: a full fledged dungeon. He had seen some things like it on the internet, but he had never seen one in person. He continued to survey the room as Trista moved over to check on something, but before he could ask any questions, she was leading them back out of the room. “O-Oh. Okay,” he said, still a little surprised, as he walked out of the room with her.

Steven had been in Trista’s room man times before. “Uhmm… I was wondering what that room back there was all about,” he said with a nervous smile, preparing himself to learn more about Trista than he was probably expecting to. “And since we’re using oil, I was wondering if you’d mind if I got out of my clothes too. I don’t want to get them messed up.” He asked as more of a formality than anything, as after spending so many years practically living with her, they had already caught each other in various states of undress and nudity. He began to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it on a nearby chair and revealing his fit, toned upper body. He wasn’t a body builder or a perfect surfer, but he was fit nonetheless, with the faintest hints of a abs and well defined arms. He then proceeded to strip off his pants, placing them on top of his shirt and revealing his equally toned legs. He climbed up on the bed kneeling as he waited for Trista to get into position and begin their massage. He was secretly looking forward to this, excited by the thought of being able to touch her bare skin all over with the pleasant smelling oils. He had kept his boxers on just for the sake being polite, though if it were up to him, he would have gotten out of those too. ”God I hope she’s not wearing underwear under there,” he thought to himself as he waited for her.
 
Trista gave a nervous laugh as he asked about the special room. She wasnt sure what all to tell him about it but she knew she would have to tell him anyways. “Its just for when Alexis and Azreal come over. He built it a few years ago for their playtime. They used to stay here allot.” she told him as she left out any real details and left herself out of the story. As he then asked about his clothes she thought about it for a moment and then nodded. She didnt see any harm in him being in his boxers and not getting his good clothes messed up. Seeing him strip, she lightly bit the inside of her lip as she told herself to stop staring and then made herself undo her robe and then move to lay on her stomach. She figured it would be better to start not facing him so that she would calm the sudden urge she felt inside at seeing his nicely toned chest and legs. Not to mention the outline of him in his boxers. God she needed to get her mind out of that area. Sighing heavily she breathed deeply of the lavender oil and let it start to relax her as he started to massage her. She figured he would want to talk more on things maybe even the odd room while he massaged her and she was unable to run away. At least this way she could hide her blush if they got in personal areas that she wasnt too sure about venturing into. Sadly even though it was not proper, she had admired him for over a year now. However she didnt want to be labeled a cougar and he was her employee. So she had been extra careful with him even as she became comfortable around him.
 
Steven's mouth hung open a little as he watched Trista disrobe, revealing her almost naked body to him. He had thought about her for some time, and with the body she had, it was only natural. He subconsciously licked his lips as he watched her climb onto the bed and lay flat on her stomach, her plump, luscious read in the air and in his line of sight. By this point, he had already gotten a little hard, sporting a semi that made a somewhat noticeable bulge in his boxers. When she had finally settled into a face down position, he moved over and straddled her behind, the bulge in his boxers not nudging itself between her cheeks and into her crack. Leaning over her, he dipped his hands into the now warm oil and drizzled it over her back. He started from the bottom this tie, firmly grasping her and at her sides as he ran his hands up the length of her back with firm pressure, working the oil into her perfect skin as he began to the massage. He continued up and up until he reached her bra where he let his hands slide under the straps to get every inch of her skin. He then proceed to work the oil into her shoulders, repeatin gthis cycle several times, occasionally dipping his hands into the warmer for more oil. Because of the position he was in, his manhood nudged deeper into the space between her plump cheeks each time he rubbed her, and had continued to grow and grow until his eight inch long, seven inch in circumference meat had reached full size and threatened to slip out of the hole in his boxers. By now, he was extremely aroused and had to do something about it. He took a gamble with Trista. "Ahem... Uhh... Trista? Do you think I could undo your bra? It's kind of in the way, and I don't want to ruin it with any more oil either." He bit his lip as he continued to massage the bare parts of her back, groin still lightly grinding against her as a result.
 
Trista had noted his hungry gaze upon her as she had disrobed. She tried to push it from her mind but as he moved over her to start massaging her it was hard to do. The feel of his hands rubbing the warm oil into her skin felt wonderful but instead of just relaxing it was sensual and erotic. She could feel his bulge grow against her and it made her stifle a moan as she felt him work his hands over her body. Part of her mind screamed to stop him but she knew that would be a dead giveaway. Not wanting to cause any alarm or hurt feelings, she decided to endure it. Though as he continued them asked to undo her bra, she was shocked at herself as she whispered a slightly husky “yes” Why couldnt her voice come out more normal and strong. Cursing herself in her mind, she sighed as she felt him undo her bra and continue to work. She had to get her ind off of the sensuality of this moment. “So do you think you can have that room dusted and the sheets changed and all ready to go by later tonight” she asked dumbly as she tried to make casual conversation to cover up the fact of her voice previously betraying her.
 
Steven smiled and his heart beat fast as she said he could undo her bra, and he noticed that she had granted him permission in a low, husky voice. He let his hands undo the strap, telling her to lift up as he slid it off her arms and out from under her, tossing it to the ground next to the bed. His view and workspace was now unobstructed as he resumed working the warm oil into her smooth skin and suppl flesh with his firm, strong hands and fingers. He really applied pressure this time around, utilizing his whole body as pressed his hands into her, causing him to rock back and forth and as a result, grind his fully grown cock against her ass with only the thin veil of his boxers and her panties to shield them. As he continued to work, his hands drifted further and further out to get the areas that were once covered by her bra. He let his fingers lightly trace the sides of her breasts as he did so. Meanwhile, as he applied his body and hands to her tense back, the motions of his rocking had inadvertently caused his massive cock to finally slip out of the hole in his boxers, and now the bulbous head and first few inches of his shaft rested and rubbed between her plump, luscious cheeks. "I-I... I uh..." he stammered as he felt his bare manhood come into contact with her supple, bare ass. Taking a gulp, he managed to respond. "I uh... I definitely can with your help." He prayed that she wouldn't stop him now.
 
Trista's breathing became deeper as he continued. Before long they became little pants and intakes of breath as he brushed the side of her breasts. Feeling his hard cock press against her over and over made her even more aroused as she felt herself growing wet. She was glad she could hide her face at the moment as the combination of the oil and his body against hers were weaving an erotic spell on her. She felt her nipples hardening as she then felt the tip of his cock brush her bare ass. At that point aa shiver coursed through her body so strong that she was sure he felt it. Her mind screamed for her to stop him as this was far from professional but her body said differently. It had been so long since she had even dated let alone been touched by a guy that it was affecting her on levels she hadn't thought through prior to the little game. Uncertain of things she tried to think of a way for a break so she could recenter her mind and body. "Um...how..about you open the window a little for some air in here..." she said on a forced whisper knowing that if she didn't get ahold of herself and if he went to remove her thong as he now moved down her back that he would know if her wet arousal.
 
He felt her body shiver under his touch, and he wasn't quite sure if she did so because of how well he was massaging her or because of where he touched her. He let out a slight groan and sigh of disappointment as she told him to get up and open the window, and he grudgingly got up to do so. "S-Sure..." he reluctantly pulled his hands and his cock away from her, getting up to quickly hop across the room and open a window, letting a bit of fresh air in before he quickly returned to his prior position of straddling her rear. He hadn't bothered to stuff his rod back into his boxers as he had gotten up to open the window, causing it bounce and wave in the air as he moved, and now as he resumed his position, it once again nested firmly between her cheeks. He once again began to massage her firmly, applying pressure all along her back as he continued to work the oil all over her smooth, perfect skin. He again let his fingers trace over her breasts and his cock slide and rub in her crevice, but he wanted more. After spending some time working her back, shoulders, and the very edges of her breasts, he slid down her legs so that he know straddled her calves. He leaned over her once more, dipping his hands into the warmer for more oil as he began working it into her legs. He tenderly rubbed it into her thighs, letting his hands glide up her supple flesh until he reached her plump, juicy rear. Letting his hands run over her luscious curves, he lightly squeezed her as he ran his over her bottom and under the straps over her thong. He repeated this path several times until he decided to try for more. "I'm going to remove your thong too, Trista. Don't want that getting messed up by oil either." Without even waiting for her answer, he hooked his fingers around the straps and began to slowly pull them down, hoping she would allow him.
 
Trista took a deep breath as he moved to open the window. She heard his reluctance to do so and had her suspicion. As he returned to her she realized the window was a bad idea as cool air rushed over her warm flesh making her shiver and be more aroused as the sensations of warm and cool washed over her. As she felt him move back over her ass,straddling her she bit her bottom lip to stop a moan. God he was seriously torturing her. As he brushed her breasts she moaned in the back of her throat as she breathed deeply and tried to remain still as the ache within her began building wanting more. Clasping her hands and closing her eyes she tried reminding hherself he was an employee and it would be bad if she lost herself in this moment. It seemed to work some as she still moaned softly as he massaged and caressed herher while his hard cock teased her.

Feeling him finally move to her legs she thought she would be okay. However feeling his hands slip up her thighs and over her ass soon became her undoing. As he then mentioned removing her thong she couldn't speak past the lump of desire lodged in her throat so she nodded and managed a "mhm" for a yes as she felt embarrassed abit at the fact her thong was more than likely soaked now. As he hooked his fingers in the band of her thong she groaned as he slid it down and off her body. "S..steven..." she stumbled in a breathy voice as he retook his place massaging her. "M..maybe...w..we s.sh...should ...s.stop..." she said on a panted moan as she felt his fingers slide easily over her heated soft flesh.
 
Steven's heart raced as he slowly peeled away the last article of clothing on Trista's body, the final barrier to his prize. When he finally slid it down and off her luscious legs, he tossed them to the and on top of her already discarded bra. Before his eyes now rested her completely nude body, her bare ass, and between her thighs and cheeks, he saw her coveted sex. His manhood throbbed in arousal, and he simply had to do something about. He was nervous as he gently stuffed his rod back into his boxers and then slid them off, hoping that Trista wouldn't notice him fussing about behind her. He tossed his discarded underwear on the floor behind, not leaving them both naked on her bed. He heard her suggest that they stop, but he had gone too far and gotten far too aroused to stop now. "N-No... I don't think we should. I mean... I haven't finished the massage yet, and I want to get that raise," he chuckled nervously, trying to put her at ease by putting things in the perspective of the "game" that she had laid out earlier. He slid his hand up her legs and over her plump cheeks, giving them a light squeeze. He scooted up and leaned over her back again to dip his hands into the oil, only this time, his now fully bare cock pressed firmly into her ass as he did so, and he felt her luscious cheeks cushion his hips as he leaned into her. Coming back over to her, he scooted down slightly and straddled her thighs instead and began to rub the oil exclusively over her ass cheeks, watching them get shinier and wetter as more oil was applied to them. As he continued to work the oil into her supple flesh, the full length of his manhood slid up and down her well oiled thighs as his breathing got a bit heavier from his arousal. Already having gone so far, Steven took an even bigger gamble and slide his oiled hands between Trista's cheek, running them over her puckered asshole and down to her womanhood, running his fingers through the folds of her lower lips. He wasn't quite sure if the moisture he felt was the oil or signs of her arousal.
 
Trista heard the arousal and nervousness in his voice as he stated they should continue. It was evident to her what he wanted and though her mind said it was unwise, she found herself giving in more and more. As he pressed himself against her to get more oil she noted quickly of his nakedness and it managed to release a distinct moan from her as he slid back down her body to massage her. As he began to work up her thighs and down around her ass she gave in as she felt herself press against his hand almost in encouraging him. It was when she felt him slip some of the oil between her ass cheeks and felt his fingers glide over her virgin pucker and her slick wet tight pussy that she groaned and pressed more against him. “st..steven.. please” she breathed as she felt her body grow more taunt against his teasing. With is finger against her vaginal lips, she couldnt help arching back against his finger to press his finger inward. “yo..you are killing me here...” she moaned again as she was so aroused in this moment and wanted him badly. “I.. I know I should stop this because you are on my payroll... but...” her words failed as she felt his erection against her thigh and felt her ache increase in wanting to feel him deep inside of her.
 
Steven heard Trista's moans and felt her push against his encroaching hands. He knew he was winning her over, and his heart raced as he thought about what he could do with her now. Growing bolder from her receptive moans and thrusts of her ass, he lifted up slightly as he nudged her legs apart before settling back down between her outspread legs. With her legs now parted, he got an even better view of her moist lips, glistening from arousal. He continued to work his fingers delicately between the folds of her pussy and letting the tips nudge against her clit, doing his best to tease and arouse her. "It's-It's okay, Trista..." he said softly, "I want this..." He continued to rub and tease at her sex as he himself grew harder and more aroused by the second. His large cock ached and throbbed, wanting to enter her sweet pussy. As he felt her arch her back and trow her hips back against him, he finally stopped simply rubbing at her entrance inserted to fingers into her. He eagerly rubbed all along her slick walls, spending extra time and pressure rubbing her g-spot. He meanwhile brought his second hand down and placed his fingers squarely against her erect clit, flicking it delicately and rubbing circles over it. He got down on his stomach and la flat on the bed, his cock sandwiched between as he brought his face in close to her ass and her sex, breathing in her sweet feminine scent as he continued to work his fingers into her opening and against her clit.
 
Trista was in no position to argue with him at this point. Feeling his fingers tease the outer folds of her tender core as she arched to take them inside of her made her loose all common thinking. Arching back as he slid two fingers inside of her she moaned deeply as she then rocked her hips against his fingers. She could feel his cock straining against her thigh as he moved. To lie down behind her. She had to admit that she wanted this too however she wanted a little more. Letting herself get lost in the moment she move up on her knees to give him better access to her as her upper body remained still against the bed. “oh god that feels good.....i want you too.... dont stop please” she panted as she rocked against his fingers and let herself enjoy the moment and would think of the consequences later. But in the heat of things she wanted more. Reaching back behind her, she took hold of his opposite hand and guided him up her body. Pulling him up to her, she turned slightly on her side so he could still finger her as she moved to taste his lips.
 
Steven's mouth watered as he heard Trista moan and watched her thrust her hips back, pushing her moist pussy even closet to his face. He wanted to taste her sweet nectar, to push his thick manhood into her tight, glistening sex, but it wasn't every day that he was his employer in such a vulnerable, compromising position. He continued to finger her and rub her clit, but when she pulled his hand away, he was forced to move up to meet her in a deep, passionate kiss. He moaned into her open mouth as he felt her tender lips against his and proceeded push his tongue out, letting it wrestle with hers as their saliva mixed and flowed freely between their open mouths. He continued to let one hand finger her hot, wet sex, letting his palm rub against her clit as he did so. With his other hand, he reached toward her chest, firmly grabbing a breast that had now been exposed as she lay on her side. He fondled and squeezed it, feeling how supple yet firm it was in his hand as he continued to finger and kiss her. He let his fingers turn to pinch and roll her erect nipple, moaning into Trista's mouth as the full length of his manhood rested against her thigh, already oozing precum onto her smooth, oiled skin.
 
Trista growled as he kissed her and delved his tongue into her mouth to entwine with hers. The taste of him mouth upon hers was exquisite. She wasnt sure why she truly lusted for him so badly but she did. As she felt his body press against hers as he kissed her deeply, she arched into him moaning. Feeling his fingers delving deeper into her, she moved her legs open more and then shifted slightly so that she could turn, pulling him down over her as she surrendered her body to him. Now having full access to her breasts she felt him caress and pinch and tease her soft mounds as she ran her hands through his hair and down his back, exploring his body as she allowed him to do the same with hers. Feeling breathless, she finally broke the kiss as she looked up at him and smiled as she moved on hand down to wrap it around his shaft and gently stroke him as she caught her breath for the moment.

((i gotta head off here for the night))
 
Steven moaned into the kiss as he scooted up more and rested his body against Trista's, loving the feel of her oiled skin and supple flesh melding with his. His fingers slid easily in and out of her wet, silk smooth pussy as her supple, luscious breasts molded to the shape and grasp of his hand. He had never before touched a woman this way, and his heart raced as he realized he was doing this with Trista, his employer. It didn't bother him at all, and their relationship only served to arouse and excite him even more. He let out a soft whimper of disappointment as she pulled her lips from his, but he furrowed his brows in pleasure and let out a moan when he felt her delicate fingers and soft hand grasp his hard, throbbing cock. "Oh god Trista..." he moaned looking into her eyes. He had never felt a hand other than his own touch his cock, and as she stroked him, he began to grind his hips out of instinct, overwhelmed briefly by what she was doing to him. He responded by fingering her faster, deeper, and with greater pressure as well as squeezing her supple breast a bit more firmly in his hand as he pinched her erect nipple a bit harder. He kissed her briefly on the lips before letting his lips and tongue trail down her jaw and neck, then down to her breast where he took the nipple he had just been pinching and twisting into his mouth, nibbling on it gently with his teeth before he began sucking on it tenderly, letting his tongue flick across it in the process.
 
Trista couldnt believe how wonderful it felt as Steven pressed his body against her while his hands caressed and teased her. Feeling his finger moved with more vigor in and out of her slick tight pussy as she stroked him in her hand made her want him all the more. There was no turning back now for either of them and as he dipped his head to kiss a feiry trail down to her breast she gasped as she surrendered herself to him. “Oh Steven... that.. feels so.. good... please.. dont stop... oh god I want you...” she moaned as she ran her other hand through his hair, gently guiding him to taste and explore her body. As she continued to stroke him, moving her hand up and down his shaft in rhythm to his finger inside of her, she yearned to taste him as she felt precum bead along his tip.
 
Steven heard Trista moan and felt her body respond to his touch. He still couldn't quite believe he had the gall to start something like this, but now that it was happening, he was so glad that she had been so receptive to his advances. As she continued to stroke him, he began to lightly pump his hips in time with her strokes, and he moaned with pleasure as he continued to suck on her nipples, sending a vibration through her breast and the rest of her body. He did as she ordered and continued to feverishly rub away at both her clit and her g-spot. He wanted to make her feel good and to make her desire him even more. He rolled them both over so that Trista was now on her back with him hunched over between her legs, fingers working at her soaking sex as her hand continued to stroke his thick, throbbing manhood. He shifted his mouth between the left and right breast and nipple, not wanting either to feel left out.
 
Trista couldnt help but enjoy the feel of him as he moved to dip his head down to her breast and suckle them. She could tell he was a bit nervous and to be honest she was too with their relationship. As he teased her clit and g-spot she cried out in pleasure as she arched her body against his wanting and needing more. Stroking his cock as he continued his sensual assault on her she wanted him more and more. Being so aroused, she wasnt sure she could wait as she panted beneath him. “Please... I want you inside of me... I. I cant wait much longer.. its been too long. For me .. please “ she moaned out as her body ached with need to be filled with him. Though in the back of her ind she knew nothing would be the same again. After she had him inside of her once, there was no doubt they would not be able to go back to their old relationship. Not unless she sent him away and she hadnt the heart to do such. He was too loyal to her and too sweet of a guy to do that to. It was one reason she had tried not to give in to him and why she had tried to be careful and never get wrapped up with employees. It made things complicated.
 
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