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Chapter 4
Melinda’s Apartment – The next Friday 7:00 PM

Melinda finished dressing and grabbed her coat as she prepared to meet up with Josh, the man she had met at the gym the week before. She had called him that Tuesday and asked him out. The call to him taking place immediately after a meeting she had had with Walter that morning. The meeting went as expected, uncomfortable, awkward with more tension between the two than the week prior. Melinda was a bit snippy in her responses as he asked her questions about a case and had called her out on it.
“Ms. Carlyle, if there is something you need to say, then I suggest you say it now.”
“No, there’s nothing I need to say to you sir. Are we done?”
“I’m finished if you are.”
Melinda rose and left feeling frustrated with the whole thing. She needed to do something about the way she was feeling which resulted in her calling Josh to meet her that coming Friday.

They met up for drinks followed by dinner. Melinda had a nice time and found his company enjoyable. By the end of the evening though, she felt guilty using him because he really was a great guy. The two went back to his place and it wasn’t long before they were kissing and removing the others clothes. He was gentle and sweet with her but she just wasn’t feeling it.
“Josh, wait. Oh god…I’m sorry. I can’t do this tonight.” She rose to put her shirt back on.
“Was it something I did? Please, Melinda don’t go. We can just talk.”
Sitting next to him she looked at him, examining his face. In another time, another place she would have been all over him. He was exactly the type of guy she would hook up with in SLC. But she missed Walter, she admitted that herself now. Sleeping with Josh wasn’t going to cure her of that. It would just hurt him in the long run.
“You are awesome Josh, I’m sorry. This just isn’t the best time. I’ll call you but I have to go before I do something I am going to regret. I don’t blame you if you can’t forgive me.” Standing to leave again, he stood with her and walked her to the door.
“Melinda. Call me when you are ready. I’ll be here.”
She thanked him and walked out the door. Kicking herself for being such a fool.
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Walter Skinner’s apartment – Saturday 11:00 AM

Skinner paced back and forth in his living room as he tried to wrestle with his emotions. There was talk at the Bureau that Melinda was considering transferring back to the Utah division. She had been asking questions and it got back to him late Friday. It had been two weeks since their encounter and it was time for him to let it go. But he couldn’t. He felt there was something unresolved between the two that needed to be dealt with before he could move on. But, what if she had already moved on and he was just embarrassing himself over this? Grabbing his coat out of the closet and walking out his front door, he just had to find out.

Standing at Melinda’s apartment door he could hear the sound of music coming from inside. His fists clenched and then he finally lifted his arm to knock on the door. Stepping back he put his head down and waited. He could hear the sound of the lock and then the door opened. Melinda stood there staring back at him. Beautiful as ever, her long hair was down, her skin tan and glowing. She wore a white tank top and a pair of jeans that fit her tight little body like a glove. He could feel his heart race as he looked at her, all the feelings from the weeks before rushing back.
“Walter? You shouldn’t be here.” She whispered.
“I know. Can we talk?”
“I don’t know. Walter I can’t trust myself with you.”
He swallowed hard at her statement. Could it be that she was suffering as much as he was? Then she stepped back, wordlessly inviting him to enter. He took three steps and was inside her door. One moment and then two passed. He staring at her, she staring down at the floor afraid to look at him and then her eyes met his. He made the first move, knowing it was a bad idea, if she wasn’t feeling the same things he was. Grabbing the back of her neck he pulled her to him and kissed her hard and then with much relief she kissed him back. Kicking her door shut, he lifted her until her back was against the doorframe. They kissed with such heat, such passion like two people that had been torn away from each other by war. The need was immediate between the two and it wasn’t long before they were tearing away at the others clothes. As she pulled his t-shirt over his head their mouths separated momentarily and he heard her whisper.
“Are you sure?”
Was he sure? He never felt so sure about anything in his life.
He answered by slamming his mouth against hers again, pulling her body tight against his. Both now stripped of their outer clothing, Melinda separated from their embrace and took hold of his hand leading him to her bedroom.

Looking around briefly he noticed that her room was bright, the sun shining through her windows. The room was feminine and smelled of her, delicious. She climbed onto the bed first, removing her bra and then her panties. He wanted to take his time with her but knew their need was too great at this moment to take things slow. Sliding his boxer briefs down, he crawled after her climbing in between her legs and entering her immediately. Their mouths greeted each other again and their bodies joined into a fast paced dance. Grabbing her hands with his he lifted their arms over her head, trapping her completely underneath him. She lifted her knees and wrapped her legs around him as high as they would go, opening herself wide to him, for his taking. He fucked her fast and furiously, his cock hungry for her. They moaned into each other’s mouth, the sounds of begging, wanting and need. Her body felt amazing under him, fit against his perfectly. She was his, for now at least, and he wanted nothing more than to possess her, show her that she belonged to him. The room emanated with the sounds of her bed creaking under their weight and activity, their moans and his cock pounding into her. Ending their kiss he lifted his head slightly to look at the face he dreamt about at night, literally the woman of his dreams. Her lips were red and plump from their kissing and her face was flush. She watched him watch her, her eyes expressing so much to him at the same time. She missed him to. She felt the same as he did. Unable to hold off his climax any longer he let his body release deep inside of her, his eyes now closed, a moan from deep in his throat escaped, long and deep. He could feel the tension from the past couple of weeks drain out of his body into hers, a feeling of incredible relief. He heard her voice from below him as his body relaxed.
“Open your eyes Walter.”
Opening his eyes again he found her smiling up at him.
“Hi.” He whispered to her.
“Hi.”
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All Melinda could remember feeling was complete panic when she looked through the peep hole in her front door. ‘Shit! What is he doing here?’ She thought as she struggled to breathe. He was the last person she expected to see. If anything, she expected that she would be the one to give in first and show up at his place, not the other way around. ‘Calm down’, she thought. Maybe it is about a case or something important. ‘Then why wouldn’t he call?’ She took a deep breath and fumbled with the locks on her door.

When she left Josh’s apartment the night before she went home and collapsed into tears the minute she walked in her front door. She had never experienced this type of emotion before and had to force herself to admit that there was more to her feelings about Walter Skinner than she was willing to admit to herself prior. So much so that she was willing to give up her job here in D.C. to move back to Utah. Things were simpler there, her relationships, her job, her emotions. This was all too much for her to deal with. She considered herself to be a strong person, but Walter was her kryptonite. She spent most of that night talking to her sister and admitted everything to her.
“Oh sweetie, it sounds to me like you’re in love. Can you talk to him?”
“It’s not that simple Jane. I don’t even know that he feels the same way about me. I feel like such an idiot.”
“I hate seeing you this way. You have never felt this way about anyone, you realize that don’t you? All I’m saying is that you only live once. If he turns you away then come home but don’t leave D.C. until you know for sure.”
“What about the fact that he is my superior and if our relationship is discovered, we could both lose our jobs.”
“Well then, you’ll work something out. How will you know unless you talk to him?”
Melinda hung up the phone with her sister that night wanting to go straight over to Walter’s apartment. She imagined herself banging on his door and him turning her away. She never imagined that he would be the one to show up at her door first.

When she opened the door, she felt as if her heart would beat out of her chest. He looked so handsome standing in front of her. He was dressed more casual than she was used to with khakis and a white t-shirt that fit his body like it was made from a mold of him.
“Walter? You shouldn’t be here.” Her voice came out tense and full of fear.
“I know. Can we talk?”
“I don’t know. Walter I can’t trust myself with you.”
But she did know. She knew that she was ecstatic that he was here. That she wanted to tell him everything she was feeling, that she missed him, that she was in love with him, that she was his if he wanted her. She stepped back pulling the door open wider. She would let him make the choice to enter, but it would be at his own risk because she didn’t know what she was capable of at that moment. When he stepped inside she was too afraid to look up at him, hoping he would say something. Still not sure if he was there to ream her a new hole, for her moodiness in their meeting this week or something else. When he didn’t speak she forced herself to look up into his face. She then saw in his eyes, something similar she had seen in them the night they were together. And then, his hand reached up grabbing her neck and pulled her to him. When their lips met she wanted to cry but wouldn’t let herself ruin that moment. Kissing him back, grabbing his arms, squeezing him to make sure he was really there. Yes, he was really there, sliding her tank top straps off her shoulders, unbuttoning her jeans, undressing her with the same impatience as she was with him. She pulled his t-shirt up breaking their kiss. She dared ask if he was sure he wanted to do this and he responded with his kiss, hard, wanting, it told her everything she needed to know. She pushed him back from her and took hold of his hand in hers. Without a word she led them to her bedroom, climbing onto the bed first, she stripped off her underwear. He wasted no time joining her and then taking her the way she hoped he would, entering her with the force of his need. The pain this time, when he entered her, was that of bliss. The memories of his size and the time it took her to adjust to him came back making her smile to herself. She wondered if it would be like this every time they made love, she couldn’t wait to find out. As if hearing her thoughts, he broke their kiss and looked into her eyes. They were filled with such emotion. She could only hope it was for her. And when his eyes closed as his orgasm flooded into her, she continued to watch him taking him in, memorizing his face.
“Open your eyes Walter.”
“Hi.” She heard him whisper.
“Hi.”
Their bodies stilled and her legs slid down him as she relaxed. He pressed his mouth to hers, giving her tiny pecks on her lips. She smiled as he did this, closing her eyes and enjoying what he was doing to her. She let out a sad sigh when he pulled out of her and his hands released their hold on hers. He returned her smile and then moved over to lie to one side of her, his hands moving over her body softly touching her breasts and working their way down to her stomach.
“I was afraid you wouldn’t be here.” He finally spoke.
“I’m glad I was. Is this what you intended to happen when you came over?” She asked hoping his answer would confirm this for her.
He looked at her and reached up to slide a finger along her jaw.
“Not only was this my intention but I had also hoped it would give me some sort of insight as to how you felt. I can’t stay away from you Melinda. I don’t want to.”
“I don’t want to either.” She leaned over to kiss him then leaned her forehead against his. “What do we do now?”
“We hide it. At least, until we can figure something else out. That is, if you are willing to be my mistress.”
She laughed at this.
“If that’s what I need to be then consider me your mistress.”
He began kissing her again. The feeling of him in her bed with her felt amazing and excited her.

The two of them talked about what they had both gone through the past couple of weeks and discussed how to proceed with caution moving forward. She offered to transfer out from under his direction at the Bureau and he promised to find a position that was worthy of her skill, refusing to let her settle for anything less. There would be questions and they would come back to him. They needed to proceed carefully. They both agreed that they should keep their encounters to weekends if their schedules permitted and would most likely have to be at her place since he has had agents pay him surprise visits from time to time at his. It was extremely risky but they were both willing to put everything on the line until they were able to determine where their relationship was taking them.

They spent the day in bed, for the most part. Making love again and then getting up to make lunch. She just couldn’t get enough of being near him, lying in his arms, feeling his body wrapped around hers. A few times her phone rang and she ignored it recognizing that the number was her sisters. Jane would just have to wait, she was busy right now. They were lazily watching but not really watching a movie when her sister called for the fifth time. Walter reached over and grabbed the cordless phone next to her handing it to her.
“Whoever it is, really wants to talk to you.”
“It’s Jane, I can call her later.”
To her surprise he answered the phone with a courteous “Carlyle residence”.
“What are you doing?!” She whispered.
“Yes, she’s here. Yes…yes.”
Melinda stared at him in disbelief, her mouth agape and listened as he answered a series of questions from her sister on the other side.
“What is she saying?”
“She says be quiet.”
He answered and then gave her a huge smile. She laid back and tried to listen to what her sister was saying, only able to hear his responses.
“Yes, I agree... It is not my intention to hurt your sister. I care about her deeply… Yes, I suppose... That would be up to her but it isn’t out of the question… You to Jane, take care. Here she is.”
He handed her the phone and she looked at it as if it were a foreign object.
“Hello?”
“So that was Walter, huh? I won’t keep you but I’m glad you’re doing better. Call me when you get a chance.”
“I will. Bye big sis.”
“Bye, Lil sis.”
She hung up and looked over at Walter now lying on his back with his hands behind his head grinning.
“What did she say to you?”
“I like her. She really cares about you.”
“I know. I’m lucky.” She held her breath for a moment and then. “What about you?”
His eyebrows frowned slightly, not sure what she was asking and then his face relaxed when he realized what her question meant.
“Yes, I care about you too. But it’s much more than that Melinda. I feel connected to you, good when I am with you.”
She smiled at this and placed her head on his chest, where she closed her eyes and listened to his heart beat.
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As they lay in her bed together, her head in the crook of his arm, he looked down at her naked form snuggled into his side. He was quickly falling in love with this woman and was happy with his choice to come over that morning. He knew now that she felt the same about him and there were no more questions as to whether she would be willing to take the risk by continuing to see him. He would figure something out that would work for the both of them. She was an excellent agent and he refused to let her take a lesser position just to be with him, although he had to admit he was honored that she would. The phone rang and he noticed her look over at the number that appeared on the caller id, obviously someone she knew when she ignored it and snuggled back up to him. When the mystery caller began to call back every 10 to 15 minutes and he kept noticing the same number come up he became curious. Laughing to himself, he half expected it to be an ex-boyfriend or a jilted lover. When she told him it was her sister he just had to see for himself, not expecting the sister to start in on him as soon as she heard his voice.
“Carlyle residence.”
“Well hello. Is my sister there by chance?”
“Yes, she’s here.”
“You must be Walter.”
“Yes.” Obvious she knew about him.
“I am assuming it is a good thing you answered, she must be doing better.”
“…yes.”
He was amused by Jane’s barrage of questions and Melinda’s look of embarrassment, poking him and asking him what Jane was saying.
“I hear her, tell my sister to be quiet, she will get her chance.”
“She says be quiet.”
He gave Melinda a huge smile, which made her relax a little. He pulled her close to him as Jane continued asking him questions.
“You know Walter, Melinda deserves a good man.”
“Yes, I agree... “
“She has told me about the situation you two are facing and I don’t want to see her get hurt.”
“It is not my intention to hurt your sister. I care about her deeply…“
“Do you think you can make me one promise Walter?”
“Yes, I suppose...”
“Promise me she will stay safe. The thought of her in D.C. alone scares me. Oh and Walter, if this thing works out between the two of you, would you ever consider marrying her? I would love more than anything to see her settle down with someone.”
A little take aback by her question, there was a short pause before he answered.
“That would be up to her but it isn’t out of the question…”
“Sorry, to put you on the spot like that Walter. I have never known my sister to be so enamored with anyone the way she is with you. Let me say hello to Melinda and I will let you two get back to… well whatever it was you were doing. Please take care of her and it was nice talking you.
“You to Jane, take care. Here she is.”
He handed the phone back to Melinda and lay back with a grin on his face as he listened to them say their goodbyes. The question about whether he was willing to marry her stuck in his head. He had assumed that he would never marry again, not for any reason other than his relationship failures. But he could see himself marrying Melinda, someday maybe, if she said yes of course. When she hung up the phone she looked at him, giving him a questioning look.
“What did she say to you?”
“I like her. She really cares about you.”
“I know. I’m lucky.” She paused for a moment. “What about you?”
He was confused by her question at first, not sure what she was asking and then put two and two together.
“Yes, I care about you too. But it’s much more than that Melinda. I feel connected to you, good when I am with you.” And that was the truth.
He would have liked to tell her that he was falling madly in love her. But it was too soon and he would wait for the right moment. He looked down at her, her head now on his chest. Things were moving fast for them. He wanted to throw heed to the wind but knew he had to stay mindful and aware of their actions.

He began stroking her hair, moving a few strands away from her face. There was something about her youth, her energy that completely turned him on. She could have anyone she wanted but she was here with him. He thought that he would never quite understand that. Now realizing that they didn’t know much about each other, other than work and their preference of what they liked in bed.
“Tell me something about yourself. Did you leave behind anyone when you left Utah?”
He could see her smirk at this as she opened her eyes to look up at him. Her fingers began to lazily comb through his chest hair.
“I haven’t had much success in the relationship arena. I was always busy with or away on cases. Without getting into too much detail, I did what I had to do to get my needs met but in the end I was always still alone.”
“I think there should be a warning when you join the FBI. ‘Will ruin relationships or the possibility of ever having one’.”
“I gather you were in a relationship that ended… were you married?”
He swallowed knowing that this wasn’t something many people were aware of.
“Yeah, we divorced 3 years ago. She was tired of being alone. I didn’t blame her for wanting to get away from me. I was dealing with a lot of crap at the Bureau at that time.”
“Do you regret how the marriage ended?”
“I do. But I’ve made peace with it. Besides, if I were married still I wouldn’t be in bed with the sexiest woman I have ever laid eyes upon at this very moment.”
She scanned his face, almost as if she were searching for additional answers there.
“Were you always this sweet?”
“Me? No. I think you bring it out in me because I am not sweet. You know, it’s hard for me to believe that there isn’t at least one other guy chasing you. I bet you get hit on all the time.”
She smiled at this and bit her bottom lip lightly, he watched as her lip slipped out from in between her teeth.
“I wouldn’t say I get hit on but I meet people, sure. Once you and I…got together, I just haven’t been interested in meeting anyone else. Now I’m glad I haven’t.”
She looked serious now, almost sad looking back at him. He changed the subject and began to ask her about her sister. She told him about her parents dying in a car accident when she was 15. Her sister Jane, who was 19 at the time, and Jane’s husband Michael, legally adopted Melinda and became her legal guardians. They paid for Melinda to go through college and encouraged her to join the FBI after she graduated. She told him a little more about her failed string of relationships and had come to accept that maybe she was meant to be single, until now that is. She then told him how much she hoped this would work out between them. That she was happy with someone for the first time in her life. He knew that he would do everything in his power to keep it that way.

As the evening approached the room began to darken as the sun set. He watched as she slid out of bed and closed the curtains then disappeared into the bathroom. He could hear the sound of water running and a low flickering of light in the entryway. When she reappeared in the doorway, he took in the image of her with the low light against her back and the way her body curved. She stood at the doorway without saying a word, allowing his eyes to feast upon her.
“Walter, come join me. I’m preparing a bath for us.”
He sat up and slid off the bed slowly making his way in her direction. When he reached her, he stood before her looking down into her face.
“When we finish our bath, I will await your orders.” She said softly, her words creating a stirring in his cock.
She backed away from the door and went over to the tub turning the water flow off. He came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck, holding her this way for a moment before letting her go. Stepping into the tub first, she took his hand and he stepped in after her. He slid into the warm water first and she followed settling in between his legs. The warmth surrounded them in its protective shield.
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Melinda relished the feeling of his soapy hands working over her body. She didn’t care what he said; he was the sweetest man she had ever encountered. His hands worked over her gently, kneading her skin softly and thoroughly. There was a small flutter in her stomach as his hands floated over her hips and in between her legs. She was glad he wasn’t shy with her. Nothing turned her on more than a man who took charge of her body. She relaxed against him as he worked his fingers in and around her folds, and over her clitoris causing her arousal to heighten. Her toes curled slightly and she squeezed his legs on either side of her as he slid one finger then two inside of her, his thumb working gently over her clit. She was a little surprised when he began to speak his orders to her.
“Your body is mine tonight. I want you to give yourself over completely to me.”
She swallowed and smiled at this biting her bottom lip, she nodded her approval.
“Here is what I have planned for you. After our bath, I want you to put on a clean pair of thong panties, preferably silk. Find something that you can use as a blindfold and cover your eyes, then get in bed and wait for me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I want to taste you again tonight. You have the sweetest pussy I have ever tasted. There are a couple of other things I want to try with you but I would like to see where the night leads so I will keep those to myself for now.”
She sighed against him, completely turned on by his orders. When he had cleaned her to his liking he had her get out of the tub to prepare for him. She left him still sitting in the bath and began her preparations according to his orders. Digging through her dresser drawers she was able to find a white silk thong and a pale pink scarf that she could use as a blindfold. Sliding on the panties she looked at herself in her wardrobe mirror where she noticed several small bruises around her thighs and hips forming. Remembering their lovemaking session earlier that day, she recalled the way he aggressively positions her when he wants her body a certain way. She ran her fingers over the bruises and felt herself becoming extremely aroused with the anticipation of what was to come that evening. Walking to the bed she climbed in and wrapped the pink scarf over her eyes. Settling in against several pillows that were propped up against the headboard she waited.

She could hear the sound of the bathtub draining in the next room and couldn’t help but start to feel slightly nervous. When all of the water had drained out of the tub, silence surrounded her. Listening for any hint of sound, she nearly gasped when she felt him touch her ankle and then sit at the edge of the bed next to her. She felt him lean over her and kiss her leg, sending a tingling sensation throughout her body as his hand worked its way up. When he reached her upper thigh, he used a finger to trace the outline of her panties.
“These are nice.” She felt him rub his nose against them. “Mmm…smell nice too.”
She felt him sit up and then his voice came again, this time next to her ear.
“Turn over and get on your hands and knees.”
Without comment she rolled over and propped herself on all fours. She felt him on the bed again behind her, and then his hands were on her hips touching her lightly, again using a finger to outline her softly. He began to move her legs, spreading them and positioning her. When his fingers traced down in between her legs she could feel her wetness against her underwear, apparently he did to.
“I see you’re ready for me. That’s what I love about you, always ready for me.”
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Drying off, his cock was already hard for her, in anticipation of what he was planning to do to her that evening. He liked that she was open to whatever his plans were for her, this was a huge turn on for him. He walked to the entryway to the bedroom and saw her lying on the bed waiting for him. She looked like a goddess, with her hair spread out on the pillows and the silky white undergarment she had chosen for him, looked incredibly sexy against her tan skin. He entered the room and approached the bed, standing there by her staring down at the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes upon. Her body brought up several feelings inside of him. One part wanted to be gentle with her, make love to her long and sweet. Then there was another part of him, the one that he had a hard time controlling, where he just wanted to consume every part of her, possess her and take her with a force that might bring her pain or cause injury. The hardest part for him was her obvious enjoyment when he fucked her this way and this was a complete turn on to him which only stoked the fire even more. The conflicting feelings were coming to the forefront now that his affection for her was growing each minute he spent with her. She deserved to be worshipped, pampered, have her every need satisfied but her needs also required that dark side of him and he needed to come to terms with that.

Reaching out to touch her finally, he heard her gasp quietly. Sitting next to her he continued to exam her. ‘So beautiful.’ Leaning over to kiss her leg, silently thanking her for giving herself to him. He had the urge to strip her panties off with his teeth but loved the way they looked on her too much. He hadn’t told her yet but he had a fetish for woman’s underwear and the way they fit a woman’s body, especially now.
These are nice.” He leaned in to feel the soft silk against his face. “Mmm…smell nice too.”
He moved staying close, without touching her until he reached her neck, smelling her hair.
“Turn over and get on your hands and knees.”
She turned away from him and did as she was told without comment bringing a huge smile to his face.
Readjusting himself, he moved behind her to admire the view of her from behind. Placing his hands on her hips he pressed her legs open, then skimming her skin lightly tracing her curves. His fingers traced her thighs and then went between her legs where he rubbed lightly feeling her wetness seeping through the silk.
“I see you’re ready for me. That’s what I love about you, always ready for me.”

Pushing his face in between her legs he breathed in her scent and licked her through the silk undies. He worked his tongue over and around the edges of the silk, licking the fabric and the skin on the sides until everything was completely wet. Repositioning himself he laid his head on the bed below her and used his hands to reposition her onto his face where he continued to lick and suck her through her panties. He could hear her soft moans from above as her excitement increased. Using a finger he slid the silk piece covering her crotch to one side and lightly flicked his tongue against her tasting her essence. Grabbing an ass cheek in each hand he pulled her down further onto his face burying himself in between her legs. Increasing the pressure of his administrations, now nibbling and gently biting her clit, causing her to moan louder, her hips now moving against his mouth. As his mouth and her pussy found the perfect rhythm together, he felt her sit straight up as she rode him, giving him a better view of her from his position beneath her. He could feel her legs start to shake and backed off his pressure a bit causing her to push hard against his mouth. Using his hands he lifted her slightly, wanting to tease her, not quite ready to allow her to cum just yet. He took advantage, thoroughly molesting her gorgeous ass, his hands discovering her peaks and valleys, squeezing, pinching, her skin feeling amazing to his touch. He could hear her heavy breathing from above and was tempted to continue teasing her until the point of madness but knew she had waited long enough since the last time he had brought about her release. It seemed like forever ago. Using the fingers from one of his hands, he located her sopping wet arousal and plunged two fingers inside of her simultaneously increasing the pressure of his tongue on her clit.
“Oh god, yes. Don’t stop.” He heard her voice from above.
Now relishing in the taste of her juices as they dripped down his fingers, so sweet he couldn’t get enough of her. The sounds from above quieted and he knew she must be close, remembering that she would hold her breath when she came. Forcing his fingers inside of her as deep as they would go he began to twist them back and forth. He couldn’t help but smile when he heard her screams from above and her body began to shake from her orgasm. He felt her try to move off him and he grabbed her legs holding her in place causing her to beg for mercy from above. Removing his fingers and gently continued to lap at her slit as she calmed down and settled back onto him. He wasn’t done and she tasted divine in his mouth.
“Mmm, Walter. I want you baby.”
Delivering a slap on her ass, he ignored her plea and continued his administrations. He would have to remind her who was in control tonight.

After several more minutes, he allowed her to roll off of him. He removed her panties and slid up next to her, working a hand over her body and down in between her legs.
“Do you remember what you agreed to earlier?”
She lay still next to him. He could see her teeth working over her bottom lip.
“My order was that your body would be mine tonight.”
“Yes.” She whispered in response.
“You are still under my orders Melinda. If I want to tease you to death, if I want to refuse you my cock then that is up to me and I expect you to obey my wishes.”
A smile crossed her lips.
“Yes.”
“Good.” He leaned in and kissed her lightly on her lips. Lying back again he looked at her lying next to him and began stroking his cock.
“Roll on your side.” He said, pushing her away from him.
Once on her side he slid in next to her and began to work his cock into her from behind. She lifted her top leg and placed it over his in order to accommodate him. Once inside of her he began to work his cock in and out of her. She was so wet and her juices left a thick coat up and down his length. Wrapping his arm over her he held her to him and sucked on her shoulder while he made love to her. She was quiet with the exception of her breathing which was slightly labored.
“You feel so good. I love being inside of you.”
His hand found her breast and he nuzzled in her hair breathing her in.
“God, you smell amazing. You drive me crazy Melinda. How could I have stayed away from you for this long?”
Kissing her shoulder again, his movements into her increased as his need for her rose. As he became more aggressive with her, her moans grew louder and her body responded to his pushing back into his thrusts into her. Using his free hand he gathered up her hair and wrapped the long strands around his hand gently pulling her head back so he could kiss her mouth. The force of his body soon pushed her onto her stomach and his body followed suit, now lying on top of her crushing her underneath his full weight, his body pressing into hers. Even with the sounds of her stressed groans beneath him, she still pushed her ass up and back into him as he now pounded his cock into her full force. She felt so good beneath him and his aggressiveness with her increased, creating small cries from underneath him. Stopping himself abruptly he pulled out of her and slid an arm beneath her waist to pull her body up so that she was propped on her knees. Sliding back into her, he gripped her hips with each hand and continued to plow into her from behind. Her beautiful ass now in full view for him to admire the site of his thick cock spreading her wide for him, taking him in, her greedy cunt swallowing him whole. She was his now, her body, her cunt, his.
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Melinda felt that her senses were heightened, the blindfold still covering her eyes. His grip on her hips was tight as he held her in place as he fucked her. She could feel herself tiring and was amazed at the energy Walter had when he was having sex with her. Never one to complain about a good fuck she forced herself to relax into him, which proved fatal when he knocked the front of her body forward and onto the mattress. Too tired to lift herself back up, she rubbed her forehead on the sheet to wipe off the sweat. Reaching her arms forward she found the head board and braced her body to allow him better traction as he pounded full force into her. At this point she wasn’t able to control her cries. He was so deep inside of her that she felt as if he would tear her in two. She felt him slow a little and lean down over her kissing her back.
“Do you need a break?”
She let out a laugh. No one had ever had to ask her this question.
“Maybe a new position?” She responded out of breathe.
He pulled out of her then pushed her onto her back settling in between her legs but didn’t reenter her. Lying on top of her he swept her sweat soaked hair away from her face and found her mouth with his. They kissed deeply for awhile but rubbed against the others genitalia as they made out. She couldn’t help but smile through their kiss as she recalled sitting in his office that week snapping responses at him. She knew if that same woman had known she would be back in bed with her superior she would have never spoke to him in that manner nor could she believe that she was ever disrespectful to a superior the way she was. She couldn’t believe that he did that to her, made her so, so emotional.
“What’s so funny?” He separated from their kiss and slid the blindfold off her eyes.
“Just thinking about last week, the way I spoke to you. I just feel so bad for being so disrespectful to you during our meeting.”
He raised an eyebrow at her.
“If we hadn’t been in my office, I would have taken you over my knee, Ms. Carlyle.”
“You would have? Mmm…good to know.”
“You better watch yourself Melinda.”
He lifted his hips and reached down to reinsert his cock into her. She wrapped her legs around his and found his mouth with hers this time. Their pace was slow and more of a grinding against the other. Pulling his mouth off hers he began to move his body and hers sliding them both up against the headboard of the bed until she was sitting up. Slipping an arm under each knee he began fucking her again, as if he hadn’t missed a beat. Trapped between him and the headboard, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for the ride. The sound of the headboard against the wall would definitely wake the neighbors; she prayed silently that they weren’t home. Her fears soon forgotten as she watched what Walter’s body was doing to hers. He was sweaty, his chest hairs wet and matted against his body. She watched as his body flexed with his movements, the muscles in his arms and shoulders as he lifted her off the bed. His face watching her reaction to his actions, licking his lips hungrily for her. The sweat rolling off his beautiful bald head, down the side of his face. She couldn’t believe how incredible her boss looked at that moment and he wanted her, simple Melinda from Utah when he could have any woman he wanted. The sight of him mixed with her fantasy come true that her sexy boss was now fucking the crap out of her set her body on fire. She clenched her arms around him tighter and began grinding into him trying to connect her arousal with his body. He was able to sense what she was trying to do and placed his hands under her ass and ground himself back into her their movements becoming furious.
“Do you want to cum again baby?” He asked hoarsely.
She looked at him biting her bottom lip again and nodded her head yes. He continued to look at her face, his eyes moving from hers to her lips and back. Then setting her body back onto the bed he pulled out of her and grabbed her ankles pulling her body down with him. Smiling now at her, he sat to one side of her and placed one of his hands in between her legs and began to rubbing her pussy in slow circles, a finger or two slipping in and out of her.
“Tell me how bad you want to cum again.”
Her mouth opened slightly, a little shocked by his question. She wanted to turn the tables on him for once.
“No. You tell me how badly you want me to cum again.”
His smile faded slightly and then he licked his lips replacing the smile with an evil grin.
“I would fuck you to death trying. That’s how bad.”
“Well, let’s see you put your skills to work. No man has ever made me cum during sex without my help before.”
“Oh baby, you still have a lot to learn. Get up.”
He slid off the bed and stood, walking over to her dresser, which stood just about waist height and had a full mirror behind it. She watched him for a second before following suit. When she approached he reached for her, taking her by the arm and placing her in front of and facing the dresser. Bending slightly he grabbed one of her legs and lifted it to the side setting her knee onto the dresser. She leaned forward a little, placing her hands on the dresser top, balancing herself and looked into the mirror to see him behind her. His eyes met hers in the mirror as he positioned his cock against her pussy and entered her. His nose went to her hair and his eyes closed as he began pumping into her slowing at first and then faster, harder. Reaching around, he placed one hand onto her mound, covering her clit with three fingers and applying a soft circler pressure to it. She smiled at their reflection in the mirror, he was hitting the right spot, why was she not surprised. The reflection of the two of them was an incredible turn on. She leaned her head back into him and he opened his eyes again catching hers in the mirror. It brought her back to the day in the gym when he caught her watching him. As her arousal heightened she began to hold her breath in, wanting to feel all of the sensations this gorgeous man was giving her. Reaching back with one hand she grabbed behind her until she had a tight grip on his waist. She let out a gasp for air and sucked in her breath again as the sensations of his fingers and the feeling of his cock plunging into her began to bring on her orgasm.
“Close your eyes baby. Relax into it.”
She heard his voice in her ear. Closing her eyes tight, she tried to focus on her release.
“Breathe Melinda. Breathe baby.”
She let out a long breath and tried to follow his instruction. As she breathed her body relaxed and she could feel her body threaten to tense up again as her orgasm rose. Her moans echoed against the walls as wave after wave took over her pussy walls, tightening around his cock as he pounded into her.
“Oh fuck!” She yelled as she came hard.
Squeezing her eyes shut tighter her cries continued until she could no longer take it, grabbing his hand between her legs trying to force it away from her.
“No you don’t.” He growled against her. “You asked for this.”
“Walter! Oh god!” She screeched as her sensitive clit screamed for relief.
He lightened his pressure but didn’t stop his rubbing, grabbing her shoulder with his other hand as he continued to plow into her. She became extremely vocal, crying out explicatives and encouragements.
“Oh god, Walter. I love your big cock inside of me.”
“Fuck me Walter, fuck me harder!”
“Jesus, oh fuck! Yes. Oh yes, fuck me!”
She leaned forward against the dresser giving him a better view of her ass.
“You love my ass don’t you Walter?” She said, seeing him looking down at her ass as he fucked her.
“Oh yeah, baby. Your ass is incredible.”
“Tell me you love fucking me Walter. Tell me how tight my pussy feels.” She could see him smile.
“Oh yeah, I love fucking your tight pussy. So tight and always wet for me. You are so fucking hot.”
He delivered a slap to her ass and she let out a small screech.
“Cum for me baby. I want to feel your hot cum deep inside of me.”
She heard him growl and watched as he closed his eyes again, focusing on his own orgasm this time. She continued to speak words of encouragement, wanting him to cum, wanting to feel his release inside of her. She heard him cry out into the air and then his movement stopped. His body fell over hers and she felt his hot breath against her back.
“I may be getting to old for this honey. But damn you feel so good.”
An exhausted smile crossed her face and she let her leg fall from the dresser top. He pushed his cock deeper into her not ready to leave her yet and she could feel a stream of semen begin to trail down her leg. She reached around and gave him a pat on his ass and he let his cock slide out of her with an upset moan. She left him standing there and headed into the bathroom to clean herself up, returning to find him lying face down in the middle of her bed.
“Aww, you look exhausted.” She crawled over him lying across the length of his body.
“I’ll be ready again in a minute.”
She laughed at this, almost afraid he was telling her the truth.
“How am I going to keep up with you Walter? You are insatiable. I love it but I need a breather.”
“What? You’re 35 and probably in your sexual prime. I should be begging you for a breather.”
“Were you always this way? A fuck machine.”
He chuckled under her weight. Reaching back with one of his hands to touch her leg.
“I have always had a pretty active sex drive. I just hadn’t found the right woman to match it, until now.”
He bucked up and she rolled off of him onto her back. He slid over onto her lying half of his body on hers now. He pointed to his lips, gesturing her to kiss him. Their mouths met for a long deep kiss and he backed away looking into her face with a small smile.
“I just can’t seem to get enough of you. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way about anyone.”
Melinda felt a sense of relief hearing his words, the fear still in the back of her mind that she would lose him again.
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