Karen looked at the chair, then her tits and then back and the chair. Six months ago, each night when she’d come home she’d sat in the chair, with a glass of wine and relaxed from a stressful day at the office.
She had become the youngest VP of Client Services the casino had ever had and there was certainly a number of men that thought she’d slept her way there. But it had been hard work and a focus on customer satisfaction that had landed her the job.
She’d fended off many advances by other executives over the years having decided at an early age to focus on her career and not on a relationship.
But then Jim, the VP of Operations had approached her and something was different. He’d hit on her a few times, nothing she couldn’t handle and he’d taken it well she thought. This time though she had hesitated for some reason and then found herself agreeing to a drink after work.
The drink went well enough and she found herself agreeing to a second date even though she’d defiantly decided to end it before it went anywhere.
When he picked her up in the casino limo she’d been a bit surprised but as soon as she took his hand to help her in a tingle ran through her body and she smiled broadly as it fade when she let go.
After dinner they had started back to the limo and he’d stepped in close to her and put his arm around her waist and the spark returned along with her smile.
By the time the limo pulled out of the parking garage they were making out in the back seat, her hungry tongue probing his mouth having not been sated with dinner.
She was very disappointed when the limo came to a halt and he walked her to her front door and left her standing there.
After the second date, she’d nearly dragged him back in to her house and he’d taken her to places she didn’t know existed.
After that things had moved quickly. She found herself unable to refuse little things at first, a slightly sexy dress than she’d normally wear out. Soon enough though she found herself agreeing to just about anything he suggested.
Spend more time at the gym? Sure why not.
Let her hair down and style it? Sure.
Go to the tanning salon 3 times a week? I could use some color.
Move in to his place, getting rid of just about everything she owned? Absolutely.
Quite her job and stay at home? Glad to.
Breast enlargement? Sure honey, how big?
You bought me a whole new wardrobe? Awe, that’s so sweat!
You want me to wear that bikini that shows off my new big fake tits and a set of stripper shoes whenever I’m at home? Glad too!
Karen looked at the chair again, it was the last thing left of her old life and he’d told her she couldn’t sit in it, or any other chair, when he was home. He said he liked her to pose for his pleasure when he was at home.
Suddenly she had a flash of brilliance.
“Jimmy, like could you come in here? *giggle*” she said just the way he’d said he liked.
Jim walked in to the room and Karen felt the electricity in the air as he did so.
“What’s up K?”
“Uhm, like, could you sit in the chair for, like, just a sec?”
Jim shrugged his shoulders and sat in the chair. He didn’t much like it but he’d said she could keep one thing from her old place and that’s what she’d chosen. Of course he hadn’t said she’d ever get to use it.
Karen squatted down in front of Jim and unzipped his pants, then removed his belt and pulled them and his boxers down around his ankles. She then found his dick with her mouth and started to suck.
Soon Jim was hard, she’d learned exactly what he liked in a blowjob and become and expert over the last several months. She pulled her mouth off his shaft and stood up, turned around, spread her legs apart and backed up until her pussy was right over his hard dick.
She pushed her bikini bottom to the side and slide him in to her as she descended on to his lap. When she reached the bottom, she leaned back on to Jim’s chest and started to rotate her hips, Jim reached around and pushed her bikini top to the sides and grabbed a hold of her boltons.
Karen reached her hands down and grabbed the chair’s arms as she worked Jim’s shaft in and out of her pussy. Soon the pleasure was too much, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to cum until Jim did.
“Like gawd, Jimmy, fuck your horny slut!”
She knew Jim liked it when she talked dirty and soon enough he came in her and her own orgasm followed.
`Oh my god, I’ve always loved sitting in this chair but it’s so much better when Jim’s cock is buried deep inside of me!` she thought as she collapsed back on to Jim letting out a series of soft giggles.
