"Mr. Grey, your eleven o'clock is here." Booms Andrea's voice over the intercom.
Quickly scanning the leather cover daily planner Ana gave me for Christmas, that's laying on my desk opened to today's date, I see I have an appointment with Crystal Dawson.
Picking up the receiver I inform Andrea to let her in as well as to get me a coffee.
"Right away, Sir." She answers before disconnecting the call.
No later than two minutes pass, when Andrea comes into my office holding a cup of coffee, and is followed by Ms. Dawson.
"Thank you Andrea." I say dismissing her from my office, but not before she gives Ms. Dawson a once look over in distaste.
"So Ms. Dawson what can I do for you?" I ask the blonde woman who's sat in front of my desk.
"Well Mr. Grey," she speaks before licking her bottom lip. "I believe I have something for you." She says as she crosses her leg over her knee, which causes her skirt to hike up to her thigh.
My eyes automatically scan her long lean smooth legs, swallowing when I take notice of her bright red six inch heels.
Fuck me!
Closing my eyes I mentally chant to myself. I'm married. I'm married. I'm fucken married.
"Ms. Dawson, what exactly do you have that I might be interested in?" I ask, pushing my chair slightly back, placing my ankle over my knee as I steeple my hands together in front of me.
"Well Mr, Grey, if I'm not mistaken I believe your expertise is in mergers and acquisitions?" She ask as she raises a well formed eyebrow, and smiles.
"I do."
"Very well then." She smiles again and turns slightly to her left to pull out a manila folder out of her briefcase.
As she's doing so, I get a magnificent glimpse of her C-cup breasts that are almost popping out of the confines of her bright red satin blouse.
Once again I swallow, closing my eyes only to picture my tongue lapping at her breasts, biting her nipples as my hands squeeze them, leaving angry red markings.
"Mr. Grey?" Her smooth voice snaps me out of my thoughts.
"I'm sorry, you were saying?" My palms feel clammy as I shuffle on my seat.
"If you don't mind, I would like to remove my jacket." She says as she stands and gently removes her jacket.
My dick springs to life, when I see her attire. Red satin blouse, black knee high skirt, with a slit on the right side, and how can I forget about her red six inch heels.
"I'm sorry it's just when I stepped out of my home this morning I thought it would get slightly cooler." She laughs, "But you never truly know, as this is Seattle." She smiles at me and a thought pops into my head.
How I'd love to feel her plum lips wrapped around my dick right about now.
I mentally slap myself for thinking such thoughts. But then it occurs to me. When was the last time Ana and I had sex? I can't come up with an answer and a frown forms upon my face.
"Mr. Grey, as I was saying I have a proposition for you."
"Yes Ms. Dawson, I'm all ears." And all dick!
"I personally own a company and I would like to sell. More importantly, I would like to sell it to you. For a decent price that is." She says as she gently pushes the closed manila folder across my desk towards me.
"What exactly am I looking at." I ask as I open the manila folder and scan the context.
"Well if you look at the first page," she speaks standing beside me. My back straightens when I take notice of how close she's standing near me. Taking a side glance, my eyes land once again on her perfect breasts.
Just one lick. Just one.
Taking a deep breath I speak through the haze that has appeared in my head due to her womanly scent.
"How much are you asking?" I can feel her breath on my shoulder as she leans towards the open file, pointing to the second to last page.
"I'm asking for 4 Billion." She says in a low voice as if she's whispering in my ear. I feel goosebumps run through my entire body at her closeness.
Come on Grey! Give in.
"Why sell the company, when it looks to me as if it's prospering." I ask looking towards the woman with honey brown eyes. My mouth becomes dry, when i see her sight is set on the bulge that is on display before her.
"I need a change." She bites her plump lip and I can feel my resolve not to fuck this woman over my desk, almost break.
"When would you be available to close the deal?" I ask as I turn my attention back to the woman, who's standing beside me.
"The sooner the better." She says sweetly and bites her bottom lip as her gaze trails down my body, stopping at the bulge that's now on perfect display.
"What is the real reason why you want to sell?" I ask as I mindlessly rearrange my bulge. I cringe when I realize what she just witnessed.
Licking her lips once again, she answers, "It belonged to my ex-husband." She answer nonchalantly, while inside I am fuming.
My resolve to not fuck this woman snaps in half, and before I can stop or come to my sense, I grab her by the waist and forcefully place her on my desk.
"Ex-husband?" I grit through my teeth as my hands pull apart her shirt causing the buttons to go flying in different directions.
"Mr. Grey, I don't think this is appropriate." She gasps as her chest rises and falls.
"I don't give a shit." I grit out as my hand viciously tears at her bra.
"This is what you caused by displaying yourself the way you have." I speak as I place her small hand over my pants as they still cover my engorged cock.
"Mr. Grey. W-what about your secretary, she might walk in, she could hear." She panics and gently pushes away from me to escape.
I hold on to her once again and push her down onto my desk, with a resounding thump, and turn towards the intercom.
"Andrea hold my calls and meetings. Make sure you don't interrupt my meeting with Ms. Dawson." I speak before letting go of the call button.
"Even if it is your wife Mrs. Grey on the line, sir?" She asks. Rolling my eyes, I growl a yes through the intercom.
"I don't think she'd agree with this Mr. Grey." Ms. Dawson speaks once again as she tries to get off my desk.
"You're not going anywhere. Until I get what you've been flaunting before me for the past hour." I growl once more as my hands grip the split ends of her skirt and pull apart, tearing it in the process.
"Mr. Grey!" She screeches and it only turns me on more.
I don't know what has overcome me, but I want this woman. No, I desire this woman.
Placing my left arm across her hip to hold her down, while my right hand runs up her leg starting at her ankle up to the apex of her thighs.
"Fuck, your wet." My voice comes out in a pant. Removing my hand from her slick folds, I bring it to her lips brushing them slightly with her juices, before placing both my fingers inside my mouth.
I groan when her salty-sweet taste hits my taste buds and I can feel my eyes roll to the back of my head.
"Mr. Grey..." She lets out in a whimper.
My eyes open and they take in the blonde woman with honey brown eyes, who is laid on top of my desk. Her skirt is torn as well as her red blouse, while her bra is no longer covering her delectable breasts.
Licking my lips, I look at the blonde woman whose eyes find mind.
"This is what you wanted, isn't? This is what you came here for?" I grit out once again as my hand goes towards her beautiful naked pussy.
"No!" She exclaims as my fingers play with her beautiful wet glistening lips.
"No, what?" I ask, removing my hand of her pussy. Lifting her head off of my desk, she licks her lips moaning when she tastes herself on them.
My hand fumbles with my button and zipper of my pants.
I smirk, when she sees my more than ready cock spring free from its confines.
"Are you ready? Because I'm going to give it to you!" I growl as I pull her off of my desk, turning her around so her upper body is flat against my desk, with her ass in the air.
"Fuck you have a beautiful ass." I say passing my hand roughly over each cheek, slapping them until they're a light rosy color.
Moaning, her back arches, giving me the perfect angle to grip her full breasts as I roughly ram my dick in her wet pussy without warning.
"Fuck!" We roar in unison. Gasping she places her hands over mine as I squeeze her breasts. I know for a fact they'll bruise in the morning and knowing they will, turns me on even more.
"Mr. Grey!" She moans. I want to tell her to scream my name instead, but I don't.
"Shit, your pussy is so good." I say as I continue to pound into her wet core.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum." She gasps and I know I'm right behind her.
"Hold it!" I order as I spank her ass again.
"Fuck, I can't!" She screams as I feel her juices coat my dick, pushing me forward to my own orgasm.
"Fuck!" We roar once again as we both cum together.
I lay on top of her as my breathing regulates before I move my self completely.
I groan, feeling her squeeze me.
"I wouldn't do that if I was you." I say as I can feel my dick come to life once again.
"Do what?" She feins innocence, but continues to clench my dick.
"Fuck it." I say pulling her with me as I take a seat on my chair.
Turning her around to face me, she wraps her arms around my neck as her shirt is still open. Licking my lips as I notice the red markings that are smeared around her beautiful breasts has my dick hard again.
"Why, Mr. Grey?" She says smiling sweetly at me.
Rolling my eyes, I call quits.
"Because," I roughly grab two handfuls of her ass and squeeze. "My wife has an incredible naughty side, and a fantastic body to go with it."
She laughs, but stops when I lift her up and bring her down on my waiting erect cock.
"Christian." She groans and I take the opportunity to kiss my wife on her lips as I remove the blonde wig off her head.
Parting our kiss, I take a good look at my wife who's idea it was to roleplay today. But I never in my craziest dreams had I thought she would go to this extent.
"What?" Ana asks as a blush rises over her chest.
Shaking my head I answer, "Baby, I just don't understand."
"Well it seemed like fun. And I know you and I have been busy and we hardly have time for us, so I thought..."
"That you'd do this for me?" I ask lifting an eyebrow.
"Well for me too." She whispers and I let out a laugh.
"Christian it's not funny! By the way, I have no extra set of clothes with me." She gives me a pointed look as she points to her shirt and the remains of her skirt.
"Baby I can have Taylor bring you something." I say and laugh once more when her eyes almost pop out from shock.
"Are you mad?" She screws her nose in disgust.
"No." I say honestly, which earns me an eyeroll from her. "Which reminds me. Anastasia, the next time you want to roleplay and you refer to me as your ex-husband." I grit through my teeth, "This won't be rough sex, but a punishment fuck. Are we clear?" I speak as her eyes sparkle with desire and want.
"And please get rid of the contacts... I miss looking at your blue eyes." I know for a fact I'm pouting, but I don't give a shit. I want my wife back!
"Yes, dear. I understood completely." She smiles and grinds on my lap, causing me to let out a groan. "Now,where were we?"