Meeting Xavier

I give my body a good look in Xavier's mirror. I'm certain he'll find my choice of black lingerie appealing. With my make-up done, I head to the fridge, where Mr. Baresi had left a bottle of champagne. With the bottle and two glasses in hand, I head for the couch and wait for Xavier to come in. Five minutes later, and he's walking inside. With his thick-rimmed glasses, black turtle neck, and khaki pants, he has a sleek, yet sophisticated look to himself.

He looks at me with surprise as I smirk. "Pleasure to meet you Mr. Colton?"

After his moment of confusion, Xavier smiles. "Mr. Baresi must have sent you?"

"Sure did. I'm your housewarming gift."

"Well, he certainly has excellent taste. What is your name?"

"Amelia." That's my working name, anyway.

Xavier walks over and sits next to me, letting me smell his citrusy cologne.

"A drink?"

"Sure."

I pour two glasses. As we drink, Xavier asks "So, how long do I have you?"

"All night." Maybe the weekend if you're good, Xavier.

"Mhmm, Mr. Baresi is most generous."

"Well, to be honest I don't do this for money, I do it for fun." I bite my lip as I rub his thigh. "What do you like for fun?"

"First of all, my safeword is Arrêter."

My heart skips a beat as he snakes a hand under my panties. As he rubs my slit, he stares into my eyes.

"I like to be in control. Despite that, I feel no need to strike someone. No, that's all too crude. I prefer to rely on my mind to do that."

"Yes Sir."

"Very good. What are you?"

"Tonight I am your whore." I moan. "Do as you please with me."

"Will you suck my cock?"

"Yes Sir."

"Would you let me use your vagina?"

"Mhmm... Yes Sir."

"Without protection?"

"Yes Sir... I'm on the pill."

"And anal?"

I nod. "If you're gentle, Sir."

Much to my disappointment, Xavier drags his finger away from my slit and up my belly. He then smirks as I wait for him to speak. After a few long seconds, Xavier says "Want me to touch you again?"

"Yes Sir."

"Amelia isn't your real name, is it?"

"No Sir." I confess.

"What is it? Don't worry, you're secret is safe with me."

"Morgan."

His finger travels down my belly, sending chills down my spine. "Why do you hide your name?"

"I'm a lawyer by trade, Sir."

"Hmmmm, you really must enjoy this then?"

"Of course Sir."

Once more, his hand slides under my panties but this time stops in my patch of pubic hair. "Take off your bra."

His finger slides back up whilst my hands rush to undo my bra. His teasing has turned me into a fumbling fool, somehow unable to unhook a bra like I've done a thousand times before. After a few long seconds, I manage to unclip it, so I take it off. His hands proceed to palm my beestings, rather than play with my craving slit.

"How aroused are you right now, Morgan?"

"Insanely, Sir."

"Personally, I think time makes a reward that much more enjoyable. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good. How about you show me to the bedroom?"

"Yes Sir."

I stand up and walk to the bedroom, making sure to sway my hips just right. God, I can't wait to throw that door open and let Xavier have his way with me. Then again, is he willing to keep this tease up some more? Part of me hopes he'll just push me down and start plowing me, but I guess there's only one way to find out what he'll actually do with me tonight.