I Surrender To You

I Surrender To You I Surrender To You

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

I was a dark quiet person, didn't have much going on in my life. I was a single girl living in a world that I couldn't control. Work over powered me, It had dawned on me that I wanted more. I wanted something else in my life. I got someone to get me into sex. I was a virgin. But I wanted to more. This guy he was way older than me, I was 25 and he was 44, but he rocked my world like he was a young guy, he knew how to make me scream, make me yell, making me wanting more. I knew that I couldn't have him for anything else, but I will be at his mercy and surrender my body to him when ever he wanted me.

Summary

I was a dark quiet person, didn't have much going on in my life. I was a single girl living in a world that I couldn't control. Work over powered me, It had dawned on me that I wanted more. I wanted something else in my life. I got someone to get me into sex. I was a virgin. But I wanted to more. This guy he was way older than me, I was 25 and he was 44, but he rocked my world like he was a young guy, he knew how to make me scream, make me yell, making me wanting more. I knew that I couldn't have him for anything else, but I will be at his mercy and surrender my body to him when ever he wanted me.

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Submitted: June 07, 2016

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"Is that pussy mine? Is it fucking mine?" He grunted at me as he was behind me, he was thrusting hard deep inside of me, his cock was huge, long, thick, throbbing, I could feel my pussy tightening around his twitching. I needed it, I yearned for it, he made me beg for his cock,not just for hours but try a few days. He had that power over me, he knew he did and I had to beg for him. I had to beg for it. That turned him on, it made him built up and when he finally got a hold of me, he fucked me hard. Fucked me so hard that I was sore the next day and could barely sit down at my desk at work. I had to sit on a small pillow just to my sore pussy would have some comfort. And he would just smiled at me knowing that he did that to me.

Let me back up til how I met this man of my life. Not really my man but he was my the man that would pleasure me. He would make me cum by just looking at me the right way and he knew it. He knew that all he had to do was send me a dirty look or a dirty text and my pussy was dripping into my panties while I would try to do my work, no wonder I never got anything done at work after I started messing around with him. I would always find myself working late trying to catch up for the day. I would usually get out of the office by 3-4 o'clock but now nope hell no I would be there until almost 7 because of him. 

Yes this man works with me. He was my new boss. Who at first I hated with a passion. I hated that mother fucker. He came in trying to be Mr. Bad Ass, trying to change the office, change policies, trying to clean house and firing people. He almost did fire me, the first week he was there, I couldnt put up with his rules and policies so I told him to go fuck himself in our weekly meeting. He apparently didnt like that, so he pulled me into his office, calling me a selfish bitch who didnt know any better that if I wanted my job I better start doing what he said. Of course I complied because well I needed the money. I was a single girl in a big city, it was expensive, I had just gotten out of college the year before. I had my bachelors degree in business. This company hired me right out of college, but the original owner, actually died tragically in a car wreck, and his brother took over the business. He was a complete dick head. No one liked him. No one wanted to stand up to him and the ones that did got fired. I am surprised he didnt fire me for telling him to fuck off, but maybe he knew something did that I didnt.

Over the next month, he would have me do extra work on top of the work I already had. Of course that made me more fucking angry. Made me more pissed off at him, made me hate him more and more each day. This mother fucker would piss me off to no end. It was too the point every night for a week, I would get ready to go, he would email me and have me do something else before I left and he insisted that I do before I left or I wouldnt have a job in the morning. 

That night irrated me, I finished the reports he wanted me to do. I looked at the clock on my wall it was 8:55 pm, by time I got home it would be close to 10, I still had to eat dinner, lay out my clothes for in the morning, do dishes, clean up, start some laundry. I wouldnt get to bed until almost midnight, 1 o'clock I see it now. And I had to get up at 5 in the morning, to shower, get ready, have breakfast and get down to work by 7:30, tomorrow was going to drag.

I stepped out the bottom office door. This was a huge building, I think it had like 20 something floors, with mulitple companies in it. After about 7 pm it was just the security guys that was there. I walked out the revolving glass doors and I heard the doorman/ security guard John tell me goodnight. 
I went ahead and just started walking home, this late it would take forever to get a taxi, let alone get on the subway, so I just decided to walk. I needed to clear my mind anyway. This motherfucker at work was going to drive me up the wall and I swear I am going to strangle him one day and maybe even set his ass on fire.If I had the balls to set his ass on fire I would probably do it. Shit if he keeps pissing me off like this I just might grow a pair of balls and do it.

I walked down 7th Avenue, I had about 5 more blocks until I got home. I walked past this bar/ resturant that just opened up. I was hungry and I wasnt going to cook when I got home I already knew it. I would be eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and I have been having that for the past three days because of this guy, making me work late. 

I opened the door and went into the resturant, when I told the hostess that I wanted to order something just to go, she directed me to the bar, that the bartender does the togo orders. I sat down at the bar, the bartender who was guy, and pretty hot I might ad, handed me a menu. I ordered a chicken pasta meal and just sat there and waited.

"Would you like a drink while you wait?" he asked me

"Nah I shouldnt, I have to get up early" I smiled at him

"Long day and you got to get right back up and do it again?" he asked

"You have no idea. I work for this asshole, who has been pushing my motherfucking buttons lately and I cant stand it any more"

"Yeah maybe you do need a shot? It would be on me. I will even take one with you" he smiled at me as he grabbed the tequila bottle in front of him. He grabbed two shots glasses and put a double shot of tequila in each shot. He slide the shot in front of me and picked up his shot. He held in in the air. Oh fuck it I need to take this. I picked up the shot glass and held it in front of his.

"To shitty days and shitty people" he said

"Oh they dont deserve phrase, especially the asshole that I work for" 

The bartender just laughed.

"Ok heres one" he continued "Here's to the bee that bit the bull And got the world a buckin' Here's to Adam who stuck it to Eve And got the world a fucking"

I couldnt help but to laugh, I clicked shot glasses with him and chugged the shot. Wow I havent had a double shot of tequila in a long time, let alone a doube shot of anything in a long time. But I couldnt laugh too much at his toast, because I was a virgin. Surprising, I was a 25 year old virgin. The only thing I have done is give blow jobs, or they have eaten me out or fingered me. They didnt really make me cum that great, I have never had a true explosive orgasm that you see in porn or read about it books, all they did was make me wet, and when I pleasure myself it was just simple orgasums that barely made my fingers wet or my dildo. I did try humping a pillow a few times once, I would roll up and lay on it, spread my pussy lips and rock back and forth on it, imagining I was riding someone's dick, while holding my phone in front of me watching porn. I didnt mind watching porn, it was actually interesting watching it. It gave me ideas, it made me horny, it made me wish someone would do those things to me. But again I was a loner, I didnt have any friends really, I didnt have a roommate, I didnt have any friends in high school or college. I stayed to myself. I still do. The only people I really talk to are the people I work with and we have gone out for drinks sometimes, but I just feel akward sitting there with them. Oh well. That is the life of me.

"Your boss sounds like a complete doucebag" This guy to me, I looked over and my jaw about hit the floor. It was my boss. He was sitting about 3 barstools away from me. He had a menu in front of his face so I couldnt see him when I got there. But shit, holy fucking shit, he heard everything.

"Ugh" I looked over at him

He scooted over and was sitting next to me. My mouth was still hitting the bar counter. I didnt know what to say and I am sure that my face was turning red.

He just sighed and looked at me.

"I guess its ok Melanie. I know I am an asshole, a prick, a dickhead, a douchebag. I have been called all of those names before, its not the first time and it will not be the last time. Thats how I run things, I dont like people to run all over me, I like to be in charge. And thats how it will always be, if people dont like the way I run my business they can go fuck off as you like to say"

"Yeah sorry about that" I looked away not wanting to make eye contact with me.

"It happens. But like I said I like to be in control and I mean I like to be in control of every....fucking..thing" he put his hand on the lower part of my chin and turned it, so I was looking at him.

He actually wasnt that bad looking, he was attractive for his age. He was about 6"3, 200 lbs all muscle, really built, could tell his man kept his body clean, lean and healthy. He had deep brown eyes, dark brown hair. I guess I never did notice before how good looking he was.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked

"What do you think it means?"

"I asked you first"

His food came out, they sat the to go box which was in a plastic bag in front of him. He grabbed the bag and stood up. I was still sitting down as he turned and looked down at me. I had my feet up on the bottom of the bar stool the metal part, I wore skirts almost everyday to work, this one went down to my knees, I had on a blue blouse. He looked down at me, then he suddenly felt his fingers slip under my skirt, I felt them a little tickle the outside of my pussy, my underware.

"It means I control this....thats if you are up for the challenge" He smirked.

I closed my legs tight as they closed on his hand. He pulled it out really quick.

"I think you would enjoy it, you seem to be the quiet type but its always the quiet ones you got to watch out, they have a freaky kinky side built in them, and it takes a beast to release it"

He was referring to him as the beast. I knew what he wanted. I knew he wanted me. Maybe that is why he didnt fire me when I told him to go fuck himself.

"Something to think about Melanie, I can tell it will be good" He leaned in and whispered in my ear. "I know because your already wet"

He put a card on the bar in front of me. It was his business card.

He turned and walked away as my food was placed in front of me, the togo box inside the plastic bag.

I could feel my face starting to blush again. He was right, him grazing me with his fingers made me instantly wet.

I grabbed my togo bag and started to turn and walk away. 

I got half way out the resturant, I stopped. 

"Oh fuck it" I went back to the bar and grabbed his card off the bar. 

This might be fun who knows.


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