The Girl with Red Shoes ( An Erotic Short Story) (2 page)

I un-cuff
ed her ankles and pulled her to her feet, shakily standing before me she gave me that small twitch of her smudged lips. I kissed her hungrily as she jumped and wrapped her legs around me.

“Where is your bedroom?” her eyes
indicated the door on the left, as I cupped her arse with my hands.

I carr
ied her to her bedroom with the cuffs, placing her in the middle off the bed.

I grab
bed her one ankle and snapped the cuff on pulling it tight as I cuffed her half way up the headboard on a metal spring. I repeated slowly on the bed’s base as I spread her legs open until she was doing a perfect splits face down on the bed.

I bur
ied my face in that perfect round arse as I fondled her breasts, she moaned softly as I licked her anus, only one hole left to use. Her tight arse had never been fucked she would not even let my tongue in.

I start
ed fingering her anus with her moaning growing more forceful did she know I would fuck her in it. Kissing that beautiful butterfly on her back gently as she bit her lip and our eyes met briefly, before she pushed her arse into my fingers.

“Fuck my arse Sir, please” I smile
d that was always my intention, however  do I do it slow or fast as I ripped into her round virgin arse?

I place
d my tip over her anus and powerfully forced painfully in, the pain the both of us felt made us cry out in harmony.

Her eyes close
d in perfect surrender as she arched her neck into mine. I kissed her gently as I ripped her virginity from her arse. She was so tight her muscle hugged my erection snugly.

Those red lips parting as he
r moans increased in volume. I reached for her hips holding her stockings as I pulled her to me as I thrust continually into her.

Her eyes watering a little as I fill
ed her arse with my erection but she gave me a little smile in asking permission for her climax, I nodded and she cried out from the pleasure, nothing would have stopped her climaxing even if I refused.

I start
ed fucking her pussy with my fingers as I pumped into that round arse, I could go all night now that I had my release earlier.

She bit my lip gently as she climax again, I fel
t her wetness running down my fingers as I tormented her more.

Thrusting harder into her arse, her breath becoming strained
her face in blissful pleasure as I emptied myself into her arse. 

I reluctantly pull
ed out from her, but could happily have stayed there all night buried in that tight arse.

Unbinding her arms and releasing the cuffs, she sigh
ed softly as I pulled her into my arms and she nuzzled into my body for a cuddle.

I unw
ound her bun in her hair, allowing her long black hair to flow over my body, as I massaged her wrists then down her back to her tattoo. Similar to the one I shared on my back. She looked at me as she smiled, removing my tie gently.

“I love you,” we both sa
id at the same time, she supported herself over me and gave me a small kiss with her hair falling gracefully. I reached out removing my wife’s remaining clothing.

“Was it a hard day at the office dear?” I nod
ded, but she should know she was my secretary.

“Best thing I ever did was to employ you
.”

She g
ave me that twitch of her lips, which always told me she wanted to play.

“I thought it was marrying me
.” 

I smile
d and pulled her near.

“You really need to get that loose wire fixed on your car,”

“But I like playing the helpless stranger that you pick-up.” She laughed and then softly kissed me.

“I will use your car tomorrow
, then we can switch roles...”

BETTER, THE DEVIL YOU KNOW
...

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