Lust Asunder

LUST ASUNDER

Its 5:30 am. I wake up to the piercing shrill of my alarm alerting me it’s time to prepare for my morning run. Like every morning I wake up in my 3000 sqft Manhattan Loft …… alone. I put myself before anything, from my fostered begins of when I lost both parents. Bouncing from home to home until I made the decision that never again would I want. Every morning begins the same with orange juice, eggs, bacon and running. Normally a C.E.O would allow himself to become fat, lazy spoiled from the wealthy life they have become a coustom to. Sprinting at top speed I focus how I do business differently so I’m better at business, there will never be another like me.

Its 9 am exact, when I slide me key in my office door. I want a water at this time just like every other day after the morning run and exercise. “Carmen?! May you bring me a water?!” I begin to open my brief case exposing my content of the day including the Tokyo-2 deal I’m been avidly trying to secure for a year now. I look up from my desk when I hear the sound of my iron forged door handle turn. In walks Carmen. Standing at about 5’7 Brazilian long flowing hair curvy just absolutely gorgeous as if she was created by the best material you could find. From her supple Carmel skin up to her Onyx flowing hair. She had her hair pulled back into a neat bun and her black framed glasses made her look like a librarian more than my assistant but a sexy one. “Here you go sir.” “Carmen I’ve asked you multiple times you can call me Anthony”. Whenever I bring it up that she can be less formal she tends to blush but I don’t think she knows I notice. “NO SIR! I am you assistant therefore I am only to address you as my superior! “She exclaimed. “Okay Okay thanks for the water but listen we must start the day. I want the Tokyo- 2 at dinner tonight at 15 east, also I need all my calls held I think I may have to find a date to attend this function.” “Yes Sir!” “It shall be promptly taken care of”! For some reason I feel she tries so impress me when in reality I want to impress her. Some nights I urge myself to call her to my home and when she arrives ravage her but out of professional courtesy I don’t. The hustle comes first.

Almost 9 in the evening and the only thing I’ve done regarding a date is tell the reservationist to hold a seat for a phantom person. Key strategy move done in business is the woman you hold at your side. That thing is a weapon, see a truly beautiful can fully capture attention make other men desire to do business with the man in contact with her just to get closer to him to see her. In Business we call this the Big Stomach. My face is in my hands contemplating the next move. It’s funny to be a Wealthy you sure become picky. Thousands of woman would love to date me but I feel trivial around them like do they even know who I am. “Carmen? May you come in here?” As my door slowly creaked open I saw that the day had been tough on her. Her hair had since been laid down framing her golden cheeks in dark silk. A button dropped on the top of her blouse and her sleeves rolled up she looked even better than this morning when my orders sent her running around like a crazy person trying to compromise on everyone’s schedule as well as give me foot notes to keep the business running , Ass and Brains! “Here’s the packet on my notes on the T-2 project, and yes, did you need something sir?! Her facial expression showed she was ready and prepared to take on any asked it take on. “I need a date and I would like it to be you. You know everything about the logistics on the account so you should be and excellent support roll.” It seemed to ooze how casually Id asked her. “But Sir? Are you sure I mean I’m just an assistant.” She stated “that’s okay because you are the perfect assistant for me. Now go call Carlos he will put you in touch with Brenda and she’ll get you in a 100k dress and I’ll see you at 10:30 .

10:35 Running a little late from changing and picking up my stunning date. A chocolate brown strapless dress that seemed to shine in every angle although it was only one piece. Her chest was Held in place only by the form fitting even gown. She reminded me of the women who used to sing to piano music just breath taking. I’ve never seen Carmen in this light. This Woman is the only one I would want at my side.  I chose to brief myself once more on the account but I could keep myself from glancing over the folder looking at Carmen who stared out the moon roof looking at the stars you could she was still nervousness all over her face. For us to have been working together for five years she is still a little nervous around me. As I flip the financial account information to the spreadsheet I come across one of Carmen’s Pink note papers she slides in between the sheets to mark her pages, but normally she takes them out after reviews. On first glance I was going to continues past it, but my eyes caught onto one name “Anthony”. I instantly become intrigued as I pull it out the sheets I see its more like a set of notes or just writing but my heart pounds and I smile as I begin to wave over its contents. ”FEBUARY 19th: Ugh! It makes me so squirmy when he says call him Anthony. I mean I would like to be less formal with him but the way I feel around him. When I stare at his chocolate skin and his muscles and to see power on a man. even though he’s my boss I try to contain the lust have towards this man not even a man just mmm I don’t want to call him Anthony because in my head I moan it I may break and don’t judge which is which :holy hell I’m wet!

Looking up from the folder I try to make unobvious that I had found part of her personal notes even though it was about me I felt more like an idiot for not being able to notice anything at all and being to chicken shit to ever try to approach her. “Carmen, I want to thank you for coming out this evening with me not because of the account because you chose to come out with me: once more I could see she was blushing from under the moonlight we pulled up in a few short minutes after are scheduled date the Japanese constitutes were already seated when we arrived at the table” my apologies everyone, I’m sorry, I’m late I destroyed my dinner jacket on accident and I had to get another my apologies. They heard my words but didn’t see me at all as four men stood jaws asunder staring at the Aphrodite I brought with me. I felt they weren’t going break there trance so I stepped in there line of view removed her jacket and pulled out her seat so she could sit down. Almost immediately the waiter came asking for drinks and food orders. Like an explosion in perfect Japanese dialect Carmen orders for the whole table. “8 ' `Hai Sazae, Tsuboyaki, Sashimi, Nigirl, S?p? no botoru o toru” she exclaimes every one stares at the table shocked for another unknown skill has presented itself from this gorgeous creature making her even the more irresistible and starting to result in an action from my pants.

As the night progressed I realized what type of woman I was dealing with she was funny, witty , could tell a rude joke ,and speak in different languages. By the end of the night I and my lovely assistant had them wrapped around our finger and closing of the deal. We went back to the car so our driver could take us both to our respected homes. Carmen as well as I were feeling the effects of the “super 8 sake” shed ordered 4 bottles of at 2200 apiece. We return to the same seats as our arriving trip. Maybe I was boosted by the liquid courage staring at her made me want her more and more and it was easily controlled until she noticed. “Why do you look at me like that?!” you can hear the traditional drink on her speech “You stare at me like you want me, is that what you want? A piece of me? She began to crawl towards me form her seat to mine as she crawl she pushed her knees into the dress forcing her strapless dress to drop to her mid-section exposing her 36 double D breast. “ I want you……… you want me ….take what you want, Anthony!” That was the first I’ve I ever hear the syllables of my first name roll of her tounge. The car began to feel animalistic, as she slowly released herself from her dress it fell away at her end revealing her lace panties. “These are for you Anthony, all for you”. Her face slid into my lap my penis pushing itself against my belt and my tailored pants, they weren’t tailored for this condition. She starts tugging on my crotch section with her teeth as if urging me to “assist” her with the removal of my pant. We pull up at my loft during my contemplation. I wrap her in my dinner jacket knowing it will not protect her legs from the night Manhattan air. “ Driver go to the back entrance, well take the v.i.p elevator up!” I couldn’t have a half-naked girl walking through a lobby that would just be insensitive. As we arrive on my landing I dig in my pockets to grab my keys I turn to face Carmen who no longer has my jacket on and is advancing towards me. She presses me against my door with her warm large chest and are lips begin to explore each other’s. My tongue and hers dance in the ambience of alcohol and unbridled wanting. In the middle of the kissing I still am trying to release the door behind me. The Key slides into the lock with a sensitive click and I unlock and open the door with one turn. Once the door gives way, it seems urge overpowers everything. I lift the half-naked girl and threw her on the bed when it all came rushing at once.

She tears open my button up exposing my bare chest as my heart begins to race I think how I want this and how she wants this her eyes now just absorb my striking figure. Now just because I said I was alone doesn’t mean I don’t know what to do. The first thing I do is remove her pestering panties. I know you were there for enticement but I needed to drink in the full visual of my goddess. She shivers at every touch, quaking from sheer desire I begin to kiss her legs. As I work towards her inner thighs, I switch sides as I slide down making the teasing factor oh so intense. By the time I make my way to her glistening vagina you can tell she needs some type of intimate touch as soon as possible. I bury my tongue deep inside her. The force of my tongueexploring her forbidden parts cause her legs to lock around my head force me to lick, swallow, and enjoy all her womanness.”Lay back...” the tone is was produced in was one of urge a desire. She pulled down my zipper exposing my 10 inches. Her eyes nor demander wavered as she sized the tool that now stood face to face with her. She wrapped her hand around the base and began licking the entire length, cover it in warm saliva. Continuing like this for a few minutes made me close my eyes and fully dive into the sensual sensations. As if without warning the entire length of my shaft was in her throat as far as she possible could go. The no gag reflex completely through, me off guard because for sure I thought she would have a problem conquering the monster. “I want you inside me………. Now………. I hear as she takes temporary pauses in her swallowing my one eyes monster.

I forced her onto her stomach and shoved a pillow under her stomach causing her to push her round supple ass into the air.  Before I mounted her with this perfect pussy pleaser. I began to reach for the stash of magnums I keep in my side drawer. In half-reach she stops me, knowing what I’m reaching for probably because I asked her to put them there.” I want YOU inside of me! I hold my unprotected monster in my hand I stare at her moist womanhood urging to bury myself inside her wetness. I Begin to Slide deep inside her slowly. “Fuck that feels so good!” she moans. I’ve never felt something like this before is like her insides were made specifically for me. Pumping in and out harder and faster, she squeals with ecstasy. Drenching my thighs and pelvis in her juices. “Take all of it!’” with every thrust and every moan I force every bit of my self inside her accommodating vagina.  I start tugging on her hair make her arch her back harder that the position already had her. She reaches back at tugs on my leg as if she wants me deeper. With every stroke she moans. With every pull she moans trapping us in every fantasy and though that we’ve had for each other. “Flip over…..” I slide inside her waiting pussy missionary, making her dig her finger nails into my back. The pain isn’t excruciating, but I can definitely notice it is there. With every stroke the room seems to get closer and closer, warmer and warmer like we were the only two people in the world. Exchanging body fluids and each other’s sex showing how these years of working together would be considered our foreplay.  She reaches her peak moment as I also reach mine. I pull back to release myself out of the vice grip Carmen calls a pussy she pulls me to stay inside her and it goes off. I feel my penis pulsing as it fills her with my warm sticky seed. My assistant now my Lover. From pure satisfaction she curls up in my covers and passes out.  The energy I’ve used left me spent. I lay into bed and as I start to drift but right before Mr. Sandman comes and hits me with the final dose Carmen says “That was fucking amazing Anthony I’ve wanted that for forever” She slides over to get close to me and fall asleep. I smile as my ego is stroked and I drift off to sleep. 5:30 am I awake to the shrill of my alarm clock in my bed, in my loft but not alone, But with Carmen