Something she really wasn’t expecting

He holds her from behind, his fingers motionless inside her as she tries to recover her breathe. There is a strange silence in the room now, and she wonders how loud she had been when she cum, suddenly embarrassed as she considers the possibility that people outside the room could have heard the unmistakable sounds of her orgasm.

All thoughts of being heard though are quickly banished as she feels herself moving forward. His hold on her has changed just enough that he is walking her forward, towards the large conference table that dominates the room. She doesn’t resist at all, letting him ease her closer and closer, until suddenly his arms circle around her and lift her of her heeled feet.

“Why don’t’ you relax on the table Flis?” It is spoken like a suggestion but as she can already feel her bare ass touching the table, she doesn’t really have too much choice in the matter. He eases her body around so she is finally facing him, the smooth surface of the table cold against the warm flesh of her ass cheeks. She’s pleased to see the obvious signs of his own arousal tenting in his trousers as his hands move to her shoulders, encouraging her to lay back, until she finds herself laid on her back, her head turned so she can see him standing beside her.

He smiles as he looks over her body, stretched out in front of him. Naked except for her heels and thong, although the latter is still stretched between her knees.

“Don’t move” he tells her, his voice firm making it very clear this is non-negotiable.