Easy recovery

You had to catch your breath after being locked between Grace’s thighs, a **** you would have gladly taken as your way to go, but quickly you received and did your best to look after Grace.

You moved her legs so she didn’t have to keep them folded in the air and let her hang them off the edge of the desk. A desk that now had a puddle of her juices soaking into the woodwork which you were sure she would be able to remember for as long as she used this office.

Her breathing was a lot more erratic than your own and you had said you wanted to keep the blindfold on for the surprise of the writing later, not letting you check if she had her eyes shut while she was trying her best to get back to a normal state.

Other than the initial check to make sure she didn’t fall off the desk in some way, you found yourself with little more to help with, taking a moment to move the office chair that had been in the centre of the room to closer towards the desk again. You brought it close to the side nearest to her face and sat down next to her, letting you have a conversation while you stroked her hair and moved it out of the way of her face.

“I think that makes us even” you teased, giving her the briefest kiss on the lips knowing that she was still trying to get her breathing back to normal.

She didn’t even reply at first, giving you a little chuckle back in return while she slowly recovered.

“...I’m so glad I hired you” she said jokingly once she felt she could talk again, the reward being another kiss from you.

“If that’s what it’s like even ten percent of the time then I’ll help you do anything you want. Mary isn’t gonna stand a chance when both of us are teaming up” Grace continued, sounding completely serious despite how absurd her current situation was.

You stayed by her side and just kept your presence known next to her while she still had the blindfold on. Once it felt like she was ready and able to have a normal conversation, only then did you get up and find something to start cleaning her up. It didn’t seem like she could currently stand on her own two feet yet and you remembered that you had moved a box of tissues off of her desk when you had cleared it in the first place.

Some of the writing was slightly smudged just from Grace sweating and your own bodily fluids but seeing it like that did add to the overall look you had been going for when you had first started with the body writing. You now had the chance to gently pat your way along the lines as you dried her off and the occasional sigh out of Grace told you that she appreciated what you were doing.

The wet spot on the desk between her legs was something that took more than a couple tissues but you stayed gentle and knew she might be sensitive after what had just happened.

By the time you went to sit back down next to her, Grace seemed ready to get herself up and you helped her into a seat position on the desk. You did your best re-dressing her from there but the panties and the shorts needed her to be standing to get her looking presentable so she did end up back on her feet. You did the same with your own clothes as you didn’t like being the only one nude and threw on what you had discarded earlier.

Grace did have a mirror in her office and you could tell she wanted to check for herself as she went to remove the blindfold.

“No wait! Can I please do one last thing?” you asked, getting her to pause as her hand held the edge of the blindfold.

“Sure, you could do ten more things if you really wanted after what you’ve just done to me” she replied with a smirk appearing on her lips.

Even with her agreeing, you didn’t want to leave her waiting so you moved back around her to grab one of the markers. Grace had been on her back the entire time so you had been only only to draw on her front, now giving you one last opportunity to write something else before you both left the room.

You lifted her tank-top from behind and while her front had been covered in words to get her in the mood when she saw them, you wanted something else to show her that after the act was all said and done, you did genuinely care about her.

You wrote in reverse given that she would likely need a mirror to see what it said and you also tried to make it difficult for her to guess what you were writing so it would still be a surprise.

Even if she didn’t use a mirror she would probably be able to guess with the huge “I LOVE YOU” written in block capitals all the way across her back. You did feel slightly nervous about giving her a written confession like that but you also had the benefit of not being there when she saw it.

After making sure it was dry, you pulled the top back down and straightened it out, moving to undo the knot on the back of Grace’s blindfold so that she could see again. You moved to face her and saw her squint at the light in the room, having been kept in darkness for a bit longer than you were and needing time for her eyes to adjust.

Once she did though, she moved over to the mirror and saw the “Owned by Max'' clearly showing above her cleavage and after the initial look of surprise, she just turned her head to you as if she should have known you’d write something like that.

“I saw you had a jacket in here to cover it up and besides…I thought it would be a good thing to show my Mom if you were to see her nude later. Plus if Emma is awake, she’s gonna love it” you explained with a smile, trying not to look guilty and failing miserably.

“...I don’t know if it’s because you put me in a good mood but that idea doesn’t sound half bad. I can’t wait to see their faces and… Out of everyone I wouldn’t mind you being my ‘owner’ “ Grace replied, the smile forming on her lips as she left you with that information.

You were left momentarily stunned but Grace just scanned the room to see how you had both left it, grabbing the few things left on the floor to put in a pile on her desk before. She paused briefly at the door before clicking the lock, testing to see if you had really unlocked it like you had said in your fantasy and finding some security in the fact that you had indeed left it locked like she would have wanted.

“Come on then” she announced, turning to you before opening the door and heading outside.

Author's note: feeling a bit under the weather so there's unlikely to be a chapter on Sunday. Apologies in advance.