The secretary closed the door behind Braun and he took a look around the room. Black carpet on the floor, a black couch, a black desk and a black chair behind the desk. He walked over and sat down on the couch while he waited. He was there to read for a movie role, his first lead role if he would be so lucky to nail it, and now he just waited for the person he had to read to.
He took in the black surroundings and it made him think back to a college friend named Mercy. She had been all about black. Black hair, black clothes, black makeup, black everything. He had crushed on her his entire college years but back then he had been more shy and therefore never told her. She had dreamed about working in the movie industry. He wondered if she had ever succeeded in fulfilling her dream.
The door opened and he stared at the woman entering wearing a black pencil skirt and a black, long sleeved silk blouse that was bottoned up all the way. She screamed professionalism. It wasn't her way of dressing that had him staring and smiling though. She had literally just been in his thoughts and there she was in person.
"Hi Mercy," he said.
"Oh my god, Braun?" She smiled surprised.
She walked as fast as her black heels allowed her to, sat down next to him and hugged him.
"I had no idea it was you coming in," she said. "You look good. Man, you got big."
She squeezed his upper arm and giggled.
"And you made it like you always wanted," he said. "And still all about the black, I see."
"Once you go black, you never go back," she winked.
"Man, Mercy," he cupped her cheeks. "I never thought I'd see you again."
"Me neither," she blushed a bit. "I used to have such a crush on you in college but you were all about being friends."
"Because I was shy," he laughed. "I was drooling all over you everytime you looked away."
She laughed out loud and placed her hand on his upper arm again, this time stroking it instead of squeezing. He didn't know what came over him, maybe nostalgia or the idea of righting a wrong, but he leaned in and kissed her. To his surprise she kissed him back but he still broke the kiss five seconds later.
"Sorry," he whispered. "I'm way out of line."
She grabbed his face and kissed him more roughly and demanding, not allowing him to pull away again. He wrapped his arms around her and gently laid her down on the couch.
"Just a second," she said.
She unzipped her skirt, lifted her ass and got out of it.
"Can't spread my legs in it," she said.
"Well, we can't have that," he said.
He moved in between her legs after that invite and kissed her again. His fingers popped the buttons on her shirt one at the time and pushed the silk material to the side. He pulled the bra cups down and brushed his fingers over her nipples.
"Oh, Braun," she moaned. "If you knew how long I dreamed about this moment."
"Me too, Mercy," he said.
He pushed himself a bit down, just enough to take one of her nipples in his mouth. She moaned again, sweet, low moans, just enjoying what he did to her. Her other nipple got the same treatment again before he kissed down her stomach and placed a hand over her panties.
"These gotta go," he said.
She lifted her ass while he pulled down her panties, letting them fall to the floor to join the skirt. He bowed down his head, taking in her aroma and letting his tongue run up her folds.
"Yes, just like that," she moaned.
Apparently she liked a slow tongue and he continued at the same pace, hearing how she moaned softly and told him to keep going. As if he was gonna stop. Not until she came. Her orgasm hit a few minutes later, bucking up her hips against his mouth while he tried to swallow as much of her as possible.
"Oh god!" She moaned lowly. "You got some moves."
"And I'm not done yet," he promised.
He pulled his shirt over his head, letting it fall to join her clothes on the floor and moving up her body again. He opened his pants and managed to get them along with his boxers down to his ankles. There was no time to get out of his boots to get completely naked. He wanted her now. He had waited long enough, years, for this to happen. He pushed his dick inside her, thrusting slow, thinking she would like it the same way she liked his tongue.
"Yes, Braun, more! It's so good!" She moaned.
Slow thrusts was the way forward. He didn't mind taking it slow, not with her. He kissed her again, his hands switching between roaming through her hair and playing with her breasts. She kept her hands on his back, lightly scratching her nails down.
"Fuck, Mercy!" He panted. "I could fuck you all day long."
She didn't answer. Instead she tensed up and came which took him by complete surprise but he loved it nonetheless. She felt so good shaking and squeezing, her soft moans falling right into his ear. He continued through her orgasm, working himself into cumming right after as well.
"Come here," she kissed him again.
"I meant what I said," he said. "All day."
"I got another one coming in to read in a couple of hours," she said.
"Better not give him the VIP treatment too," he laughed.
"Idiot," she slapped his shoulder playfully. "No, but we gotta get dressed and you gotta read for me. You don't get the part just because you screwed me. You get it if you're the best."
That was fair enough. He didn't want it because he had screwed her. He bowed his head down again, kissed both her nipples and pulled up the bra cups before getting up from the couch and helping her up as well. They were dressed within two minutes and she walked around her desk and sat down on the chair.
"By the way," she said.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"I'm gonna take you up on that all day offer. I get off work at 6. Pick me up?" She looked at him hopefully.
"I'll be here," he promised. "And I'm taking you out for dinner before taking you home."