She sexually hunting me

She was trembling all over by the time Paxon ‘s mouth released hers. He leaned his head next to hers and whispered, “Stand right here, and don’t move. I have a couple of things to take care of.”

Not waiting for an answer, he knelt down and opened the briefcase. He took a spray bottle out and a pair of pliers. He stepped up in a chair, and sprayed liquid at the small camera located high up in the corner near the ceiling. He did something with the pliers and then stepped down.

Quickly he went to Eleanor ‘s desk and worked at her computer for a moment. Then he turned and grinned at her. “We’re back on the net but completely private now. The lens is fogged and the microphone wire is broken.”

“What about the camera in the bathroom,” Eleanor asked.

“There isn’t one, just a little knowledge of female human nature and a tap into the camera in here, “Paxon  admitted. “I saw your panties through the open door.”

He got up from the desk and came around toward Eleanor . Eleanor tried to go past him to get behind her desk butPaxon  stopped her by pulling her into his arms for another kiss. She didn’t freeze for nearly as long this time and surrendered even more, grinding her hips against him in the heat of the moment. She was quickly losing control and that thought scared her a little.

Paxon suddenly broke the kiss and asked, “Are you ready to go to lunch?”

“Are you asking me to lunch?” Eleanor asked, trying to regain some control.

“I thought I just did.”

Eleanor looked at Paxon  for a quick second. Something seemed different about him. “Let me get my Paxon etc.”

“You don’t need it, now turn around and bend over the desk.”

All sorts of naughty thoughts raced through Eleanor ‘s mind as she asked, “Why?”

“I have something special for you to wear on this special day. Something the likes of which you’ve never even seen much less worn.”

Paxon reached in his pocket and took something out. He held his hand out toward Eleanor and slowly opened his fingers. There was a gold colored spike looking thing in his hand about four inches long and an inch around. The larger end tapered quickly down and then there was an even larger red heart shaped button on the end.

“What is it?” Eleanor asked.

“Turn around, bend over, hike up your skirt, and I’ll show you,” was his reply.

Eleanor hesitated and when she did, Paxon  said loudly and forcefully, “Turn around and bend over! I won’t tell you again.”

With a jerk of shock, Eleanor turned slowly and bent over placing her hands on her desk. “On your elbows and spread your feet farther apart, “Paxon  ordered.

Eleanor was even more shocked to realize that that was exactly what they were. He was ordering her and she was obeying. She was on her elbows and had her feet as wide apart as the skirt allowed before she even knew it.

His hands slid up along her outer thighs and lifted the skirt up above her ass, the cool of the office air conditioning and the fact that she was naked in front of this man made her tremble and shiver. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this and getting even more turned on by it.

“Spread your feet wider.”

With a whimper, Eleanor complied.

Jake’s hands rubbing and massaging her ass cheeks made her whimper even louder. When she did, one hand went to her tailbone and massaged her there as the other dropped down to explore her pussy. Eleanor came up on her toes with a loud yelp of surprise.

The hand left her sex and landed with a stinging slap on her ass. When she made the same sound as before, the hand landed on the other cheek just as sharply. Eleanor bit off a cry and stood still.

“That’s better. You can’t be making loud noises or jumping around anytime someone touches your pussy. Now relax while I get this butt plug in place.”

The words “butt plug” drifted around in Eleanor ‘s mind for a moment before they took on any meaning. When they did, she started to straighten up but a solid slap on her ass made her freeze. One on the other cheek made her bend back over. She moaned loudly as the hand continued to spank one cheek and then the other for another four strokes.

Then the hand was caressing and rubbing at her stinging butt. She could feel the heat and stinging muted somewhat into a burning itch. Eleanor hadn’t been spanked even as a child so this was all new and exciting for her. She was off balance by his forcefulness and the spanking.

“You keep it up and you’re going to be standing throughout lunch, “Paxon  told her, still caressing her ass.

A moment later his hand disappeared and then there was something small rubbing along her slit and dipping into her pussy. “I need to get this slippery,” Paxon  told her as he pushed the metal butt plug into her vagina. It felt heavy as he left it there a second or two.

It left her vagina and a second later the end touched her anus. Eleanor jerked and gasped loudly as she realized that he really meant to shove that thing up her ass. It disappeared and the hand landed on her ass solidly.

“One more time and I’m going to turn you across my knees and give you a spanking like you’ll never forget ,”Paxon  said softly with iron underneath.

Eleanor believed him and relaxed back down on her elbows. The plug returned to her vagina for a second and then touched her asshole. She steeled herself not to move and then moaned long and loud as he worked the plug into her ass. Once it was in place he rubbed and caressed her ass for a minute or so.

He knelt down behind her and kissed each ass cheek in turn before whispering, “You have one of the most beautiful asses I’ve ever seen and now with that red heart planted in the very center it is even more spectacular.”

Eleanor loved the feel of a finger in her ass during sex but this was outrageous. To be totally exposed to Paxon , draped across her desk, spanked and then that thing shoved up her ass. It was all too much. Her redheaded temper was trying to kick in and the only thing stopping it was the threat of the spanking.

Paxon stood up and said, “Stand up and straighten your skirt, it’s time to go to lunch. I have a limousine waiting downstairs and it will leave when I get in. It won’t wait more than a few seconds if you are late.”

Eleanor straightened up cautiously and was about to turn around when she heard the door open. She yanked her skirt down in a panic and hastily straightened it. When she looked up, Paxon  was headed off down the hall with his briefcase in his hand.

She wanted her Paxon et but he was halfway to the elevators. She took a hasty long stride, then stumbled, and nearly fell as the plug in her ass moved and wiggled. Her eyes were wide and her mouth opened in a soundless O as she hurried to catch up. The heavy weight of the plug and the movement had her mind focused on her ass like never before.

The hall was enough distance for Eleanor to recover her composure somewhat before it opened out into the main room of the office. She was still very much aware of the plug and the jolts of pleasure shooting out from it to pool in her sex. She walked with her shoulders back and medium steps.

Her nipples were tingling and itching from rubbing on the blouse and she just knew that everyone in the room was looking at her. They weren’t of course but she felt so exposed, like everyone knew about the butt plug and that she didn’t have her panties or bra on.

The doors of the elevator opened as she caught up. Paxon  moved to the back and leaned on the wall. She stood beside him. No one was on board but they both knew it would be full by the time they reached the ground, packed like a sardine can.

Eleanor was well aware of Paxon ‘s hand on her ass. The tingling itch from the spanking was more pronounced as he caressed her through the rough material of the skirt. He patted her low on her ass, down very near to that plug that was so much on her mind.

“How does that feel?” he asked softly.

“Interesting,” she whispered shakily.

He grinned at her and patted her ass harder. “I’m glad you like it and just for your information and contemplation, when I pull it out, I’m going to replace it with my dick and fuck you long, hard, and deep.”

Eleanor stiffened sharply and then moaned as the plug shifted its heavy weight. Before she could figure out what to do or say, the elevator doors opened and the first load of people got on. Paxon  continued to play with her ass, even to the point of slipping his hand up under the skirt and rubbing a fingertip over the butt plug.

There wasn’t much of a chance of anyone noticing with the packed house but the thrill of being played with in public had Eleanor on a boil by the time they reached the ground level. Her legs were shaky and her knees weak as they crossed the lobby. Once out front, the steps down to the street became a new thrill.

She would step down and the plug would wiggle and shoot a jolt straight to her pussy. Step, wiggle, jolt, step, wiggle, jolt, it went on and on. By the time they reached street level and Paxon  opened the limo door, Eleanor was holding onto his arm and shaking. He helped her into the limo and then grinned as she sat down hard.

Eleanor went off like a bomb, withering, and moaning loudly, oblivious to everything around her. Her hands came up to caress her breasts through the silk blouse as her thighs tensed and relaxed. Her hips were flexing back and forth, which moved the butt plug around in her sensitive ass. This just fed her orgasm.

Paxon was well aware of the driver watching Eleanor in his mirror as he waited for her to calm down. The grin on the driver’s face said it all and pretty much matched the one on his own face. Strong, powerful Eleanor was having a barnburner of an orgasm right in front of everybody and totally didn’t care.

When Eleanor stopped moving so much, Paxon  told the driver, “To the restaurant, James.”

“Yes, sir,” was his reply and then the car moved smoothly away from the curb.

Paxon looked over at Eleanor and smiled. Her eyes were locked on the rearview mirror and they were wide with panic as she finally realized that the driver had watched her have that mind-numbing orgasm. When Paxon  patted her on the thigh, her head snapped around toward him and anger was written all over her pretty face.

“I can still spank you and I will, right here in this car. I’ll hike that skirt up and blister your bare ass while the driver watches,” he threatened. “I’ll even turn so he gets a good look at that red heart sticking out of your ass.”

A mixture of fear and embarrassment instantly replaced the anger as Eleanor dropped her eyes and shivered. She had been tempted to go off on him and call his bluff but she knew deep down inside that he wasn’t bluffing. The thought of him spanking her in front of the driver, her bare ass sticking up as he did, had her pussy twitching and itchy.

“Now sit back and relax, it’s about ten minutes to the restaurant.”

Jake’s left hand caressed Eleanor ‘s inner thigh as they started across town. It ran from her knee to as far up toward her pussy as the tight skirt would allow. When he would twist his wrist at the top of the caress, his fingertips were just a fraction of an inch from her outer lips. They were maddening close but too far away.

Eleanor wanted to slip farther down in the seat and to spread her legs but the driver’s eyes in the rearview mirror reminded her that he would see her if she did. The thought of him seeing her pussy and seeing Paxon  caress it made her moan softly and flex her hips. When she did, Paxon ‘s fingertips barely brushed the skin on her sex.

She inhaled sharply as her knees moved apart before she could think about it. The next caress of Paxon ‘s hand brought his fingertips in direct contact with her sex. Eleanor shivered hard and opened her legs wider as a finger traced up along her slit. Her hips jerked as it bumped against her clit.

They stopped at a light and the driver’s eyes were staring at her in the mirror. Eleanor gave out with a whimpering moan and started to close her legs but Paxon ‘s fingertip flicked her clit again and she froze, her eyes closing as the jolt of pleasure hit her. He flicked her clit again and then rolled it around. Eleanor felt her hips flex up and press her clit tighter to him.

As they pulled away from the light ,Paxon  leaned over and whispered in her ear, “You like him looking at your wet pussy as I play with it, don’t you?”

Eleanor nodded slowly, not trusting herself not to scream if she said anything. His finger was rolling her clit from side to side and little shocks of pleasure were flashing along her nervous system. She was quickly approaching another climax.

At the next light, Paxon  moved his left hand away from her sex and turned so his right hand could slip between her thighs. As the hand went deeper between her legs, it was low down along the bottom of her thighs. Eleanor rolled her hips up and a single finger speared straight into her hot, slippery opening.

Eleanor gasped loudly, opening her eyes as the finger entered her vagina and she moaned long and loud as the palm cupped her sex .Paxon  rocked his hand, the palm rubbing her clit and the finger moving in and out of her sex. Eleanor ‘s hands were back on her breasts before she realized it. Her eyes locked with the driver’s in the mirror.

The very idea of riding around the city with her legs spread wide, Paxon ‘s finger in her pussy, and the driver watching it all was just unbelievable. If someone had told her such a thing anytime before today, she would have laughed and called them crazy. The reality, however, was something else altogether.

Crazy, yes, but she was about to explode with the biggest orgasm of her life. The earlier one, brought on by the butt plug, would pale in comparison and it had been a beauty. She could not believe that this was really happening and that she was actually enjoying and helping it along. Her hips lifted higher and she moaned deep in her chest.

As the limousine started to move again, Eleanor felt her hips moving in counterpoint to the finger in her sex. Paxon ‘s hand disappeared for a second and when it returned, two fingers speared into her. Eleanor yelled loudly and came with a rush and a small gush, her hips jerking and hunching wildly on the two fingers.

*****

When the world started to have some meaning for Eleanor other than flashing lights and racing pleasure, the car was parked on the side of the street. Paxon  still had two fingers buried in her pussy but they were still and he was kissing her softly on the lips. Eleanor ‘s hands were still cupping her breasts and slowly massaging the firm globes.

Paxon broke the kiss and sat back. The driver was turned sideways in his seat and staring at Eleanor , his eyes moving up and down over her hands and Paxon ‘s and then back up to her face. Eleanor moaned loudly and then whimpered softly as a shiver ran up and down her body.

She felt Paxon ‘s hand move and she moaned as his fingers pulled out of her pussy. He held the wet shiny fingers up in front of her face and whispered, “You made one hell of a mess.”