Kevin

I wasn’t done fixing up her room by the time her airplane was due to land, so I sent my driver to pick her up and bring her to the house. I kept looking out the window to see whenever they’d pull up and I knew I needed to hurry because the airport wasn’t too far from my home. I put the finishing touches on her bathroom essentials before I made up her bed and when the sound of rolling tires his my ears I went rushing down the stairs.

I got down the stairs just as Tina ripped the door open and the moment her eyes connected with mine I watched a relief flood over her body. She ran to me with her heels clacking along the floor and threw her arms around my neck, and when she sank into my body the only thing I could think was that this was what I wanted from her.

I wanted her to feel so safe and secure with me that she had no issues dropping the ice queen facade.

I buried my face into her hair and drew in the scent of her perfume before I picked her up and swung her around. I felt her press a kiss to the nape of my neck before she sighed heavily into my skin, and that’s when I set her down and started running my fingers through her hair. I didn’t know what had happened with work or what had brought her to this very moment, but I knew it was weighing heavily on her shoulders.

And I wanted her to relax as much as possible when she was with me.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” I asked her.

“I can’t right now,” she said. “Not all the details have been pounded out yet. I’ve got a meeting I have to be at in an hour.”

I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me and for a split second I tightened my grip on her. She wrapped her arms around my waist and held me as close as she could get me, and this very moment made me feel a little better about having this conversation with her. I knew it was going to be a long one, but her feeling comfortable enough to collapse into me like this would make it easier for me to explain.

“Do you need me to attend with you?” I asked. “Because I’ll go to the meeting.

“I don’t ‘need’ anything,” she said, chuckling. “But, no. It shouldn’t take long, and then I’ll be spending the entire evening doing anything that doesn’t revolve around work.

“Sounds like a fun night,” I said with a smirk. “Here, let’s get your stuff upstairs. You can take my car to the meeting so you don’t have to worry about focusing on driving.”

“Thank you, Kevin. I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Tina, you know damn good and well that whatever I have you’re free to use. All you have to do is ask,” I said.

“I know. But it’s nice sometimes when you just know.”

I paused just outside of her room when that phrase flew from her lips. My god, she was perfect for this type of lifestyle and she didn’t even realize it. The trust she already had with me and the comfort she already felt in my arms… it was exactly what I had been looking for for years.

“I’m just gonna drop this stuff in here for now. I need to splash some water in my face and redo my makeup before I get going.”

“You do whatever you have to do. You have a key to get in and out,” I said.

I sat on the edge of her bed while she got herself ready for the meeting, then she gave me a kiss before she headed back out. I listened to her heels echo across the floor before the front door shut behind her, and I took a look around at the two suitcases that had been dropped to the floor. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to unpack her so she felt a little more at home, so I got to work while she headed to her meeting.

I hung up her clothes in the closet and placed her loungewear in the dresser next to the window. I took great care of her delicates as I slid them into their own little drawer. My cock twitched a bit at the silkiness of them and wondered if she was planning on showing me any of these new pieces, but my mind soon migrated the one object in the entire room I knew she’d gravitate toward when she got back.

Her room had an en suite master bathroom with a jet tub. But, the tub could be set to hold any temperature you wanted so the water would never grow cold on you. She loved pouring bubbles into it and turning on the jets. She liked how relaxing it was to feel the water against her back while the bubbles popped against her skin, and there were a few times I had come around the corner and caught her using the jet stream as her own personal toy to relieve some stress.

She’d never looked hotter with that embarrassed look on her face as she tried to stumble out a lie for what she was doing.

If she was my sub, I would’ve punished her for lying me to. I would’ve ripped her from that tub and thrown her onto the bed before I denied her what she truly looked for. I would’ve teased her to the brink before I backed off, time and time again, until she was shedding tears of frustration.

Then, and only then, would I allow her the sweet release she thought that jet tub could provide for her.

An hour later I heard those same tires roll up the driveway and that’s when I started running the water. I emptied half a bottle of rose-scented bubbles into the tub before I added a little of the bath salts I’d gotten her to soften up her skin. I wanted to give her a nice overall body massage while we took a bath together, hoping it would loosen her up for a conversation I knew she was going to bring up the moment she got back into this house.

She paused for a brief second in her room and I caught a flash of anger run through her eyes. Apparently, unpacking her things had been a misstep on my part, but when I turned on the jets in the tub I saw her eyes light up in excitement. She kicked off her heels and rounded the corner, and all I did was stand by the tub and smile.

“I’m sorry if unpacking your stuff wasn’t alright with you. I figured if I did it you had one less thing to do when you got in.”

“I just didn’t think about doing it. I figured I’d just live out of my bags for a few days,” she said.

“Nonsense. Ready for a bath?”

“God, am I ever,” she groaned. She began peeling her clothes from her body and with each layer my body shivered with excitement. No matter how many times I saw Tina’s body, it never ceased to excite my anticipation whenever she stripped for me. She slid her skirt down those thick thighs and unbuttoned her shirt to free those luscious breasts, and before I could stop myself I stepped behind her to help her with her bra.

“Thanks,” she said.

“Mind if I join you?” I asked.

“I was honestly hoping you would.”

She shimmied out of her panties and all I wanted to do was bend her over the bathroom sink. I wanted to thrust my tongue deep between those beautiful pussy folds and lap up every drop she had to offer me. But, I settled for getting myself out of my clothes and stepping into the bubble bath with her. She sat down on one side and I sat down on the other, and when her feet floated over to my lap I took one foot in my hand and began to massage it.

“Oh, god. That feels so good,” she said.

“I would expect those heels would be murder on your feet.”

“God, you have no idea, she said.

“Nope. And I never intend to.”

I rolled her ankle and heard it pop, and the look of relief that washed over her face made me chuckle to myself. I loved her in these moments-- these moments where she didn’t feel the need to put on a smile for her clients or her investors. The moments where she completely dropped her guard and didn’t care about the indentions her clothes made in the divots of her body.

I dropped her foot and picked up her other one and worked the same magic I knew I could. She sighed and moaned with relief, jumping slightly whenever her foot became ticklish. I worked my hands up her calf, working out all the knots while her body slowly slid deeper into the bubbles, and when I was done I went back to her other leg and tended to her other calf.

“Feeling better?” I asked.

“Much. Could I bother you with my shoulders?” she asked.

“You’re never a bother, Tina. Come here.”

She opened her eyes and swam over to me before she sat herself between my legs. My cock was growing to life, twitching against the small of her back, and she ground up against it just to hear me groan.

“If you keep doing that, we’re gonna have a serious problem.”

“I don’t think sex with you has ever been a problem, Kev,” she said. My hands started at her neck, massaging out the tense muscles before my fingertips slowly made their way to her shoulders. She was hunched over for me and I could see her soapy tits dangling in the bubbles. She was a vision to behold whenever she was like this, and a part of me wondered if she had become so relaxed that she’d forgotten about the conversation altogether.

I pressed my fingers into the middle of her back and I heard a crack before she groaned with relief.

“Are you sleeping alright? You’ve never been this bad,” I asked.

“Not as of lately. Work has been brutal and it came at a time when Maddie was off work to see Spencer. She’s back now, but for a while there it was rough.”

“How are things going with her, by the way? She doing you any good?”

“Oh, yes. Loads. I’ve essentially passed off all that paperwork I used to read on my own to her.”

“She a fast reader?”

“Kev, she speed reads and dictates notes on a software I bought her. What used to take me two weeks takes her four days.”

“You’re shitting me,” I said.

“Nope. Now, I can sit in that room with all my televisions and analyze multiple news segments and interviews at once, and we get shit done in half the time.”

“I hope you’re paying her well,” he said.

“Salary plus benefits and paid vacation. Just like a regular employee.”

“Well, I’m glad she’s doing you some good,” I said.

“Speaking of Maddie, she gave me a few things to read on this lifestyle I wanted to ask you about.”

My hands froze in the small of her back before they slowly wrapped around my stomach. I pulled her close to me, soaking up her warmth before she went any further. For all I knew, the moment the conversation was over she’d storm out and get herself a hotel room and I’d never see her again.

She sometimes just reacted like that when she felt too vulnerable and didn’t know how to process it.

“So, what are your questions?” I asked.

“Well, first off, did Maddie and I read all this correctly? Do you live some sort of… lifestyle like this?”

And I placed small kisses onto the divots in her collarbone before my lips crept up to the shell of her ear.

“Yes,” I said lowly. “I do.”