Antonia gets lost in the moment

Antonia slightly re-gained her focus, enough to remember she needed Delholme’s cellphone from his pants. She reached down and removed his hand from under her dress. “I want to get those pants off, Rudy. I want to see what you have for me under there,” Antonia flirted. He kissed her deeply as she reached for her belt and unfastened it. She worked quickly, and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He helped her pull them off, and she took them and put them with the jacket. She was ready to end this.

But before she could stop him, Delholme had pounced on her, pinning her in the corner of the couch, and making out with her hard. Her head was a whirl of emotions and desire as she tried to regain her stance on the couch. She started to push back at Delholme, but found that he was surprisingly strong. Delholme discarded his shirt, and continued his advance, only in his boxers. Antonia pressed her hands against his chest, and while she loved the feel of his strong muscles under her palms, she tried in vain to push him back.

Something was wrong though. Her strength was failing her. The **** had kicked in, and she was definitely drunk. Her mind was a haze of drunkenness and arousal. She glanced down and saw Delholme’s huge erection in his boxers. ‘Oh no’, Antonia said to herself.

She pleaded, “Rudy…I think things are moving a bit fast. Can we slow down a bit?” Delholme didn’t reply, and instead reached both his hands under the sides of her dress. “Rudy, please,” She shouted, and used all of her energy to push him back. She leapt up off the couch, and tried to make for the office door. She was woozy and started to lose her balance. Delholme caught her and kept her from falling. He guided her to the wall, pushing her back against it.

“Listen, baby, you have been egging me on, taking my clothes off, so you can’t say you don’t want it now,” Delholme reasoned with her. He ran his hands down to her waist, and then turned her around to face the wall. Antonia was so confused due to her drunkenness and arousal. She was unable to fight back.

“Now,” Delholme insisted, “Let’s getting you undressed.” Antonia tried to struggle, and pleaded, “Rudy, please wait a minute…let’s take this slowly before…” She was cut off as Delholme reached his hands up to the back of her neck, and unfastened the single clasp around her neck. Antonia felt the top of her dress loosen as he started to slide the dress off of her shoulders. He voiced approval at seeing her bare shoulders and the spaghetti straps of her bra.

Leaving the top of her dress, Delholme slid his hands under the sides of her dress and up towards her thong. “Rudy, please, let’s just go back to the party,” Antonia tried to persuade him. “Antonia,” he replied, “We’re having our own party right here.” He hooked his thumbs in the sides of her thong, and started to pull it down. Antonia felt is slide down over her ass, and let out a whispered, “No!” Seeing the thong through the slits in the dress, Delholme snickered a bit as he pulled them down to her knees. Antonia felt the thong pull away from between her thighs, dislodging from her now wet pussy. One more push drove her thong to the floor, bunched around her ankles.

Antonia became aware of the dire situation. Realizing she made a gross miscalculation of Delholme, she was now at his mercy. Seeing her thong resting on the floor turned her on even more. Antonia tried to fight it, but was overcome with arousal. She could feel the wetness building between her legs. She had drunk too much, and was getting lost in her haze. Just hours earlier she had been in charge of the mission, and now was being stripped by Delholme. She was a strong woman, but had lost control.

Her thoughts were disrupted by Delholme sliding the dress down her arms, and peeling it away from her breasts. It was now bunched around her slim waist, and Antonia gasped, “Ah!” Delholme whispered from behind into her ear, “Now we are getting some where, baby.” He ran his hands over her bare torso and back. Antonia felt the static energy in his touch, and it was driving her wild.