Mr Williams

It's warm in the darkness. It surrounds you indefinitely, and you sigh as you roll within it. You're only vaguely aware of yourself, the feel of your thighs as they rub against each other, the slow flow of your breath, and the hard warmth that your arms have wrapped around.

Whatever is in your arms is the greatest warmth, and you pull yourself closer to it. You press your face to it, slide your thighs around it, and crush your breasts against it. You feel it wrap around you in turn, pinning you in place. You're trapped and couldn't be happier. Then the light begins to eek in, your eyes resisting the concept as best they can but in the end you slide back into the waking world.

"Welcome back, Kiddo."

You're still in Mr Williams' room, still in Mr Williams' bed. As in, really, truly in his bed. While you were out he'd taken off your tie, stockings and shoes and brought you under the covers. Not only that, but he was in there with you, the warmth you had been clinging to was his toned body, crushing your face into his chest, wrapping your smooth legs about his muscled ones, and flattening your breasts against his abs. One of his arms is wrapped around you, keeping you pulled in close as his hand rests against your flat stomach.

"M-Mr Williams," your voice is weak, and you'd like to pretend that it's because of the breath play. You face flushes and you feel ridiculous; you've just had wonderful, brutal, ind breaking sex, but the intimacy of cuddling in bed has you flushed and bashful.

Then you see that he had brought his paperwork through, working away while you cuddled into him. Your heart flutters . You were barely handling the... whatever you were meant to call a man fucking his friend's daughter. But this... this feels so coupley... real in a way that makes your worn body hum. Unable to stand anymore you smash your face against Mr Williams' chest and hide beneath a veil of hair, your position making it easy to feel his laugh reverberate through your chest.

"You're a skittish little bunny aren't ya, kiddo?" His hand roves down your back, seizing an ass cheek and squeezing until you squeak. "Come on out and have a look at this."