Grand Seduction
Summary:
Anastasia and Christian are attending a cocktail party hosted by one of Christian's well-known business partners, now coming up on their first anniversary—Anastasia decides to play a little game of seduction with Christian who is seemingly unaware of her plan. Will a hot and bothered Christian act on the hints Anastasia is dropping on him? Or will he remain professional until they are in the confines of their home?
Standing in my closet I flick through all my cocktail dresses trying to find one for the event tonight, Christian said to be about half an hour from walking out the door when he got home at six so he could shower and change before we left at six-thirty. It is now four-thirty and Teddy is already been dropped off at his grandparents house—which of course Grace was very excited to have him for the night. I want to seduce Christian tonight, like he did to me that one night at his mile high club. That's why I am standing here trying dress after dress; I am trying to find a black dress that covers the deep purple lace bustier I am wearing underneath. I pull out my black high cut V-neckline cocktail dress from Neiman's and slip it on, this will work, though I promised Christian I have adapted to the fact that I am now a multi-billionaire like he is I still have a lot of work to do. I try to suppress my gasp when I pull off the price tag of this dress, 2,215.00 U.S. Dollars. Wow.
I curl my hair so it spirals down my back, I really need a haircut but Christian insists I keep it long, I twist it up into a deceiving up do with a few bobby-pins. I need to look hot as soon as Christian walks through those doors so I can start my slow and sensual seduction of my husband. I have found that in previous months I have gained confidence and always look well groomed, my skin soft and glowing and my eyebrows perfectly threaded, I almost laugh thinking about who I was almost a year and a half ago and compare myself to who I am now and how I have changed. The old me would have never done something like this. I line my eyes with dark liner and pull off a dark smoky look that makes my eyes pop and compliment my outfit, I almost don't recognize myself when I look in the full length mirror. Suddenly feeling a bit nervous when I see it is now five, my inner goddess feels the need to give me a pep talk even though she is just wearing her dark plum lipstick and a bustier. Anastasia Rose Grey, you can do this. No backing down now.
Finishing up my makeup I slip on a pair of Tartini Square Jimmy Choo's and tie it all together with a chunky diamond necklace that compliments the neckline of the dress. I finally feel sexy enough to cause Christian beg to have sex with me as soon as he walks through the door, Sitting on the corner of the bed I get my clutch ready by making sure I have my phone, some cash and my lipstick along with some thigh high stockings that don't really go with the dress but match the bustier. Well now that I am ready I still have just under an hour before Christian gets home... I go into my bedside table and take out my small book; 101 Great Nights of Sex, and read through a couple scenarios for some ideas for tonight , though each partner is supposed to get one card each with different themes and ideas I like looking through the woman's section, some of these are pretty good actually. Closing the book I tuck it back into the drawer and go downstairs to pour myself a glass of wine and wait for my husband to walk through those doors, I don't know if it is the anticipation or excitement but I can barely keep still, Christian should be walking in any moment now...As if on cue the charm rings throughout the house notifying me someone has come through the front gates, it's show time.
"Ana?" Christian calls as he enters.
"In here!" I call from the living room, standing up I smooth my dress over my hips and walk towards the front door bound to find my sexy husband looking for me.
I walk around the corner and in a moment I am in Christians arms, him kissing me hello but that is all I will allow for now, my kinky husband always seems to have a few tricks up his sleeve to get a quickie before any event, but not tonight. He releases me and takes a step back to look at me. I bite my lip
"Anastasia you look absolutely stunning and not to mention sexy as hell. Stop biting your lip." I let go of the hold I have on my lip and kiss him once more, he needs to get ready after all.
"Go get ready Mr. Grey" I smile
Christian walks away to go get ready and I take a deep breath, I know he is going to come down those stairs looking heavenly as usual but I am going to need to resist if I am going to follow through with my plan. Sipping my wine I notice Christian has come down the stairs, oh god he smells absolutely exquisite and looks even better. He smirks slightly noticing I had stopped mid-sip to admire him and his beauty. Taking the glass from me he takes a slug of the wine.
"Are you ready to go Mrs. Grey?"
I lower my voice a couple octaves "Yes...sir" I say sir just above a whisper and hear him suppress a groan. Oh Mr. Grey we have only began.
We climb into Christians new Audi R8 that he bought on a whim, it was just in and I must say it is gorgeous... It is matte grey and the interior is completely leather and decked out in every feature one could possibly think of. As I climb in I note the skirt of my dress has ridden up exposing my legs, all freshly waxed and smooth. I really am all legs. Christian gets in and almost immediately his hand is on my thigh as we drive, drawing small seductive circles and trying to make his way up higher. Biting my lip, I stop him at the hem of my dress and intertwine our hands to distract him. I know he is dying to have his hands on me as usual but tonight he will be begging for me to give myself to him.
We pull up to the large mansion of Christians business partner and the valet, just a young boy gapes at the chance to park this car. Christian hands him the keys along with a hefty tip, oh fifty, fifty, fifty always giving away money. With his arm wound around my waist we enter the house and it is crazy big, the floors are marble and the stair cases are lined with gold and some expensive wood. For a moment I think it beats our house but nothing can beat the pool or beautiful polished hardwood throughout the house. I see a older man with gray streaks in his hair approach us.
"Christian Grey, I am so glad you could make it tonight." Politely they shake hands and he turns to me,
"And, the beautiful Anastasia Grey. Christian has told me so much about you, what a pleasure to finally meet you." He kisses the back of my hand but Christian doesn't seem to care, they must have known each other for quite some time for him not to go nuclear. "I am Marcus Vain of Vain Air Travel and have set your husband up with many of his beautiful jets." Oh, so they do know each other quite well. This man sure likes to boast though. There must be at least a thousand people in the living area; I pick up two shutes of champagne for Christian and I. I make sure to hand him the glass slowly so our skin can be in contact as long as possible. He grabs the glass and sparks shoot directly up my spine as our finger touch, I don't think this feeling will ever quite go away and I don't want it too. At first the feeling intimidated me but now it exhilarates me.
Christian, Anastasia I would like you to meet my wife Sandra Vain." Marcus returns with a dark haired woman that looks is one of the most stunning women I have ever seen, she has vibrant green eyes and dark skin with dark brown—almost black hair.
I reach out my hand to hers "It is so nice to meet you Mrs. Vain, I am Anastasia Grey." She smiles.
"Oh the pleasure is all mine Anastasia, Christian as been a good friend of ours for a while now, we always wondered who would claim his heart." She grins. Good friend? I thought Christian didn't have any friends before me, except that god awful woman Elena. But I doubt Christian really considered them friends rather than business partners, he rarely does with anyone.
We stroll around the crowd greeting and meeting people, I have began to slowly rub Christians arm as I hold on to it and I think it is starting to affect him. I can see faint goose bumps on his wrist and his breathing has slowed. We all sit for dinner in the great hall as Marcus makes a speech about his company and all the success he has had over the past couple years, while he talks I run my hand up Christians thigh. I go up just to where I can barely feel his hip bone and slowly creep my way back down, going higher and higher every time. I go up one last time and Christians hand his on mine—stopping me.
"Anastasia," He warns "Behave." Before placing my hand back on my lap, oh no Grey there is no way this is stopping here. I go back to his thigh just above his knee and in one swift movement I am stroking his hard length through his pants. I look up at him through the corner of my eye and he had his elbow on the table and is biting his index finger. Hard. I smirk and bite my lip continuing to lightly stroke him, I can tell he is getting close to a small climax so just as his breathing increases I let go and start clapping as Marcus as finished his speech. He looks at me and his eyes are so dark I can almost see his desire for me.
"Anastasia," He whispers in my ear discreetly."If you do not stop this behaviour right now I am going to take you into the washroom and fuck and spank the living shit out of you. "I feel moisture between my thighs. I rub them together slightly to gain some sort of friction for a little relief. Oh Mr. Grey this is far from over...I have a lot more in store for you this evening.