“I drove here.” Erin volunteers this information.

“I know.” It had been her idea to come in separate cars. Avoid any potential problems. “We could leave your car here and I can drive you back after…”

“After we’re done at your place?”

She looks at me from under her lashes and I say, “Yes. My place.”

She follows me to my car and we both get in. I don’t immediately start it, instead I place my hand on her knee. I hear her take a deep breath and then she places a hand on top of mine. She guides my hand up her leg, pushing up the hem of her dress. I watch her face as she watches our hands. She’s concentrating on her leg. Our hands move to her inner thigh and she brushes them over her panties.

“Wait,” I command.

She stops moving and looks at me.

“Yes?”

“I want to watch you.”

I can tell she doesn’t know what I mean, so I switch the positioning of our hands, so mine is on top of hers. This time I guide, so that she’s pleasuring herself. I remove my hand and tell her, “Push your panties aside and stick your finger in.” She does what I say. “Another one.”

She’s massaging her pussy with two fingers and I feel myself getting harder. Her back is arched against the seat and her breathing has gotten deeper. I stop speaking and become transfixed by her movements.

“What should I do next?”

I snap out of my speechlessness and realize she wants more direction. I’m getting a thrill watching her do what I say. I didn’t expect for the night to go this way, but I think I know what I want to happen next.

“I want you to give yourself your first orgasm of the night.”

I plan on being a bigger part of the next ones, but for now I want to watch. She doesn’t say anything. Instead, she spreads her legs wider, placing the foot by the door against the dashboard, and moves her hands faster.

I place my hand on her knee again and give her a squeeze. She turns her face, so her cheek is against the seat.

“I’m close.”

She closes her eyes and bites her lip. As she climaxes, her body shudders. She rubs her cheek against the seat and when she finally stills, I move my hand from her knee over to her face. There’s a thin sheen of sweat. I stroke her cheek with my finger.

“You are perfect.”

She opens her eyes and gives me a small smile. I start the car as Erin readjusts her dress. We drive over to my place and head inside. I move further into the house, but Erin stays by the door, surveying the room.

“Is everything okay?” I ask her.

She stops looking around and turns to me.

“Your house is really nice.”

She slides out of her shoes and walks along the hardwood. Her fingers brush against the furniture she touches. Eventually, she reaches me and places both her hands on my chest.

“Can I see the upstairs?”

Her hands rub the fabric of my suit and then travel under my jacket. I grab the sides of her face and kiss her, no longer able to contain myself. She keeps her hands inside my jacket, rubbing my nipples through my shirt. I need to get her upstairs before we end up having sex on the floor. There’s a surprise I made up in case the night ended up here.

“Let’s go upstairs. I have something I want to show you.”

She nods and I take her hand and guide her to my bedroom door. I usually don’t bring women to my room. It’s nerve wracking to have people I don’t know that well in my space. But I know Erin. I love her.

I love her. Asher is so fucking right.

I push the door open and step aside, so that Erin can enter first. I stand in the door frame as she explores my room.

“What did you want to show me?”

Nothing’s standing out to her and I watch, amused, as she looks for my surprise. I could watch her for hours, but I also want to get the night going.

“Check out the bed frame.”

Erin goes over to the bed and inspects it. She looks for about a minute and then notices the restraints I placed on either side of the bed. She looks back at me, surprise written all over her face.

“I thought we could do your thing tonight…” I move into the bedroom, closing the door behind me. Erin sat on the bed and I go stand at the edge. “You never even got to finish explaining your fantasy to me. Why don’t you tell me exactly what you want?”

Erin scoots over to me and kneels on top of the bed. She tangles her fingers in my hair and our lips meet briefly. She moves away from my mouth and trails kisses until she reaches my ear.

“I want you completely naked,” she whispers.

Oh. I think I can comply.

We break apart and I strip for her. She sits back and watches as I reveal myself to her. Once I’m fully naked, I ask,

“What next?” Erin moves off the bed and comes to stand next to me.

“Get on the bed.”

She’s getting a lot bossier and I like it. So far, I’d been the one giving orders, but letting her take control is just as fun. Our roles are switched, and this is something I would only ever do with her. No one else.

She places my wrists in the restraints. I tug a little and there isn’t much wriggle room. Erin removes her underwear and then gets back on the bed. She lifts her dress and straddles my lap.

“I think I’m beginning to understand what you want.” She wants to watch me pull against the bindings as she rides me. While she’s clothed and I’m naked. She’s a little minx. “There are condoms in the drawer.”

She takes one out and rolls it down my shaft. It’s honestly one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. I watch as Erin slowly brings herself down on my cock. I’m already struggling against the ties on my wrist. Everything in me wants to touch her. To help her continue her descent. Her pace is excruciatingly slow. I’m breathing through my teeth.

“This is… you are amazing.”

She starts to move her hips slowly, creating her own rhythm.

“Is this okay?” she asks.

“It’s more than okay.”

I thrust my pelvis into hers, which is the only real meaningful movement I can make. Her moans reach my ears and I feel rock solid. But I’m afraid I’m going to come right here and now.

I’ve never been one to come prematurely, but with Erin everything is that much more intense. I watch her bounce up and down on my erection, taking her own pleasure while giving me mine. I love to see her body but it’s so hard for me to not lose control.

“Fuck, Erin. You’re pussy’s so tight.” I hear her gasp and I can’t tell if it’s from surprise or finding a good angle. We haven’t gotten into much dirty talk and it’s one of the few things I can do in this position, so I continue. “Ride me harder. Ride me until I explode inside of you.”

“Yes, yes!” She moves her pelvis faster and faster. Her breasts bounce and she throws her head back.  “Jameson, I’m- I’m- Oh my god!”

“Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop.”

I can feel her tightening around me and, Lord help me, I’m ready to lose it, but I want to hold on until the end. Erin makes some incomprehensible sounds as her walls quiver around my shaft. I can no longer hold out and I orgasm with her, tugging at my restraints. I might have some light bruising later, but I don’t care.

This was some of the best sex I’ve ever had, only rivaled by the sex we had in the office, for her very first time. She gets off my lap.

“Where’s the bathroom?”

I tell which door it is and she goes to leave.

“Wait. Aren’t you going to let me out of these?”

I shake my wrists. She can’t just leave me here, right?

“I will. Eventually.”

And with that she leaves the room. I’m left tied up and naked on my bed. Wow.

Erin isn’t as predictable as I thought. I wait and think about what we’re going to do next. I’d like for her to spend the night. There’s so much more I want to talk to her about. Like our future. And how we’re going to move forward.

Then I chuckle to myself. I’m tied up, naked on my bed, waiting for the woman I’m falling in love with. This is a situation I didn’t think I’d ever find myself in. I wouldn’t have even been able to conceive this situation.

A few minutes later, Erin returns to the bedroom and begins to untie me. Once my wrists are unrestrained, I wrap my arms around Erin’s waist and roll over, so that now I’m on top of her. She was not expecting this and starts laughing from surprise.

“Are you still… up?”

I wasn’t before, but now that she’s back, I can feel my erection coming back a little. And while I enjoyed the preceding events, I’d really like for Erin to be naked.

“I’d like you completely naked.”

“I’d like that, too,” she agrees.

I move back, so that she can sit up. She wiggles out of her dress and then unclasps her bra. I run my hand along her body. No matter how often I do this, I’ll never get tired of feeling her. I reach her stomach and can’t resist the urge to tickle her. She lets out a giggle and grabs my hands.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“I’m falling in love with you.”

There. I finally said it. And I feel relieved, fulfilled. The week I spent without her made me realize I never want to be apart like that ever again. My words sink in and Erin’s face becomes more somber.

I’m worried I may’ve jumped the gun and spoke too soon. Maybe the first time I brought up the subject of love, it would’ve been better if we were clothed. The silence seems to stretch on for ages. She brings her feet into her body and curls into a ball. I don’t know if I’ll survive any longer.

“I think I’m falling in love with you, too.”

And there they are. The words I needed to hear. I can feel that I have a big, stupid grin on my face and when Erin looks up, she starts to giggle again and curls out of a ball. And it seems like she can’t stop laughing, not that I want her to.