Monday, December 2nd
Anthony
I just finished a conference call and had been thinking about Sydney. I drew her name all over a tiny square of paper from my paper block and added doodles and crap to it. While I waited for another conference call to start, I drew a dirty picture. A filthy one. I have no excuse for drawing it, but I liked it.
It had her leaning against the wall, her hands bound over her head and I had a huge erection looming close to her pussy. It made me hard with just the images in my head. Now that Sydney was ours, I wanted to talk to Colin to see how he felt about the little bit of hair she had down there. Her pussy lips were nice and smooth, but she had a little patch, or knot, of hair on her mound. I liked it bare. Wanted it bare. I sat and looked at my filthy drawing and rolled my eyes. What the fuck was the matter with me? Sydney has gone through so much, I was pretty sure that we’d never get rope near her. And I was okay with that. I’d give up rope for that girl.
I put my dirty picture in my wallet and picked up my cell phone as the next conference call rambled on. I sent Colin a text checking on Sydney. He said she was doing fine and was in the tub. Well, fuck me. He could have left that little bit out; he knows what she does to me and what that image would do. Moments later a text picture came over with her in the tub with suds up around her chin. She was smiling. Our girl was smiling at me.
I ached with need. My dick was painfully hard and I tried to think about something else. Like an idiot though, I sat and stared at the picture now on my phone. I knew what was under those bubbles. Nice, pinkish nipples hardened to points if she was turned on or cold. Soft skin that begged to be touched with kind hands. A moist pussy that ached to be loved and cared for. I love the way her back arches when my tongue barely skims those lips. She lets me hold her hips while I lick her. Her tummy tightens when I finally, and lazily, let my tongue lick over her clit. She’s a bundle of untouched sexual desire. Her kinky streak has barely been touched. Her full potential hasn’t even been brought to the surface yet. Fuck me.
The conference call ended and I bolted up from my desk to wrap things up for the day. It was ten till five and I was going home to our girl. As I rode the elevator down, I couldn’t help but picture her in the tub. I pulled my phone out to stare at the picture and by the time I got to the first floor, I was hard again.
I brought my car to life as I approached it and felt like I should put a sign on the back offering an apology for driving like an asshole which I’d be doing very shortly. I eagerly wanted to get home. I dialed Colin’s as I screeched from the parking garage.
“Hey, you on your way home?”
“Yeah, just left.”
“Where do you want to eat?”
I wanted to tell him that I’d lie down and Sydney could sit on my face. That’s what I wanted to eat. It fucking only made me harder. I swore at myself and tried to sound like I gave a fuck where we had dinner.
“How about you and Sydney pick where we eat. I just want to eat in a calm place.”
“How about the Underground Grill?”
“Yep, that’ll work. I’ll be home in fifteen.”
Colin laughed and I knew he was mocking my anticipated arrival time. I smiled knowing that I’d be there in the time frame I promised. And Colin knew it too but didn’t get off the phone without a “be careful” warning. I just about ended the call when something he said hit me square in the chest.
“Remember, you’ve got a sub now, Master Anthony. Don’t drive like an asshole.”
Point well taken and I eased my foot off the pedal. Fucking car safety advocate. He had a point though and I know it was with Sydney’s interest at heart.
I moved at a snail’s pace through the gates of the neighborhood and waived at Felix. I pulled into the driveway right at fifteen minutes. Ha!
I trotted to the front door and slid inside announcing my arrival when my eyes connected with Sydney. Everything I was getting ready to spout out, short-circuited and I just stared at her.
“Hi, sunshine,” I managed to get out of my throat.
The sweetest smile spread across her face as she pulled up her shoulders. She was being bashful. She looked so fucking good to me. Naked, kneeling with her hands upward on her thighs and those legs parted. I drank the sight of her in as I approached her. I heard her little laugh and it did something to me. My body was physically reacting to that laugh.
“What are you laughing at, sunshine?”
I reached down to cup her cheek and felt my heart squeeze when she leaned into my hand and closed her eyes. She found comfort with me.
“Careful, Anth. You’re going to poke her with your hard on.”
I glanced down and saw that my raging erection was very visible through my suit pants. I wanted her to see what she does to me. I traced the outline of my erection through my pants and smiled at her.
“Is this what you’re laughing at, sunshine?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You make it that way.”
We stared at one another until the sound of Colin’s voice began entering my head. It didn’t register what he was saying though until I realized he was giving Sydney directions and encouragement to tend to my needs.
“She missed you today, Anth. Looks like you missed her too.”
He got that right. Sydney rose up on her knees and reached up to unzip me. I undid my belt slowly and had to shut my eyes when she freed my cock from my boxer briefs. I knew I was oozing and hoped my appearance wasn’t scaring her.
“Lick him, baby. Show him how much you missed him.”
I put my hand slowly and gently on her cheek and let her do what she was comfortable doing. Colin and I were very careful with regards to oral sex and Sydney. Howard beat it into her she was terrible at it and he would grab or slap her ears. The burns on her neck were a result of Howard’s unhappiness with her performance. I know she’s hesitant with oral sex. I can feel it. As long as Colin and I go slow with her she will trust that we won’t harm her while her mouth is on us. And that’s what she needs right now; trust from experience.
“Good girl, sunshine. You feel so good, sweetie.”
I used every ounce of self-control to not move my hips. I had to let her do this at her speed. The small steps we’ve made with her confidence would be gone if I started moving to get deeper. I warned her that I was going to come.
“Don’t come in her mouth, Anth. Decorate her breasts.”
Fuck me! I pulled out as Sydney sat back on her heels and I painted her beautiful breasts with my warm jizz. I was barely able to keep standing. Sydney was smiling and looking down at my fluid. One of her nipples had some getting ready to drip off. Fucking sexy.
“It’s warm, Sir.”
“Yeah, I bet, sunshine.”
I sat down and pulled her to my lap.
“Feed her your come from your fingers, Anth.”
Fuck me! I held her on my lap and swirled my finger around on her chest to gather some. I put my finger up to her lips and stared deep in her eyes.
“Open, sunshine.”
Her eyes softened and she instantly opened her mouth and clamped her lips down around my finger. Her tongue went to work collecting my fluid. We did this a few more times until I had her chest pretty much cleaned up.
“That was an awesome way to come home, sunshine. Thank you.”
I pulled her into an embrace and she laughed saying she’d get my shirt wet. It didn’t fucking matter. Come will wash out of my shirt. I gathered her in my arms and stood up with her. I told her to hold the side of my pants up so I could walk with her.
“Col, I’m going to change and clean her up. Then we can go.”
“I’ll come with you guys and we can pick out her outfit.”
She snuggled closer to me as we walked to our room. I set her on the counter and Colin handed me a warm washcloth. I tended to her first while Colin called out from the closet with options. By the time I had her cleaned, Colin and I had made our decision on her outfit. I let her off the counter and gave her butt a playful swat instructing her to go get dressed. I knew Colin was in there helping her. I stripped out of my clothes and used another washcloth to wipe off the sweat from my chest and then cleaned the excess come from my dick. I took my rumpled suit and shirt to the closet and put it in a hamper so it could go to the cleaners. I grabbed a clean pair of boxer briefs and hurried to get changed.
While I got ready I filled Colin in on the conference call today regarding a preliminary delivery time for the Cheng products. Production hadn’t been started yet but they at least had an estimated delivery time. Colin was pleased with it. I was pleased I was even able to recall anything from the conference call.