The Office Slave (Erotic - Red Hot Fantasies) (5 page)

Gazing around at their handsome faces—and
drop dead gorgeous bodies—she wished she could continued the
fantasy. If she asked, would they let her come back another
day?

"Sylvia, before you go," Mike said, "our
other partner is going to be calling in a minute and wants to talk
to you."

"You have another partner?"

"That’s right, but your fantasy was to be
with four men, not five, so he bowed out."

"Oh. Why him?" she asked, feeling a little
insecure. Had he not found her attractive enough when he’d seen the
picture Cal had sent them? Or did he disapprove?

"Probably not for any of the reason you’re
thinking," Slade said, probably reading her insecurity from her
face.

"You see, he’s the boss," Mike said. "And he
thought he might overwhelm you."

The phone rang.

"I thought you were all partners," she
murmured to Slade as Mike walked to the phone at the end of the
conference table and picked it up.

"We are, but he just naturally takes
charge."

"Yes, sir," Mike said in a deferential tone.
He held out the receiver to her.

She took it and placed it to her ear.
"Hello?"

"Miss Reed?" the man said in a curt
voice.

"Yes."

"I trust you enjoyed your fantasy
today."

"Um… yes, thank you." Her cheeks
flushed.

"Good. We met your terms, with only four
partners present, but now I have a proposal for you."

"What is it?"

"Come back Monday and submit to me and my
partners as our slave, but as yourself, with no roles or fantasies
to hide behind. And
I
will be the one totally in
change."

Her breath caught. It was one thing to act
out a fantasy. To submit as part of a role. But could she really
give herself over to this commanding man and do anything he told
her to do?

"You will follow my every command, and if
you don’t obey, you will submit to punishment. Do you accept?"

She hesitated, her heart thundering in her
chest.

Oh, hell yes.

"What time do you want me here?" she
asked.

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THE OFFICE
SLAVE
is the third in the Red Hot Fantasies series.
Excerpts from the first two stories in the series,
THE MALE
STRIPPER
and
THE
STRANGER
, are included below.

If you enjoyed this story, you might also
enjoy Opal's erotic romance novel,
INSATIABLE
(about a honeymoon for three), or her erotica novella,
DEBT OF
HONOR
(about a woman enslaved by a sheikh for a crime
she did not commit). An excerpt of each is included below as
well.

Finally, you won't want to miss Opal Carew's
first serial novel, called
HIS TO
COMMAND
, which explores one woman's surrender to desire
at the hands of a dominant billionaire.

by Opal Carew

Her ultimate sexual fantasy brought to
life…

Excerpt

Becca wrapped her hand around him. The feel
of his thick, hard,
hot
shaft in her hand melted her
insides. It seemed to pulse in her hand.

"Oh, God, it’s so…
big
."

She glanced at Cal, whose grin faded
slightly as his brown eyes darkened with simmering desire.

"His cock’s looking a bit lonely over
there," Cal said as he stood up and walked toward the chair. "Think
it needs some company?"

She just nodded, anticipation flaring. She’d
seen Cal’s cock at the party, but not up close and personal.

He stripped of his black pants, then his
briefs. His big cock, a little longer than Don’s and definitely
thicker, dropped in front of her. She wrapped her free hand around
it. At the feel of two hot cocks, one in each hand, her vagina
clenched in need.

"I’m starting to feel like this was a
setup." Don glanced at Cal with a grin.

"Is that a problem?" Cal asked.

Don’s eyes glittered. "Not if it means what
I think it means."

Cal winked. "It does."

Don sent Becca a devilish smile. "Excellent.
So, pretty lady, let’s get on with the action."

She giggled and stroked both their cocks,
gliding her hands up and down their big members. Don groaned and
elation fluttered through her. Both he and Cal were hunky sex Gods,
yet both wanted to be with her. She leaned forward and licked the
tip of Don’s cock.

"Oh, yeah. I like that."

She opened her mouth and glided over his
cockhead, taking the whole thing into her mouth. She swirled her
tongue over his tip, then spiraled downward and teased the
underside of his corona.

"Oh, pretty lady, that is fantastic."

With one hand wrapped around Cal’s cock
while she stroked him, she had her other hand wrapped tight around
the base of Don’s shaft as she licked and squeezed him in her
mouth. She glided off Don and took Cal in her mouth. He was bigger
and stretched her mouth wide. He was long and hard and she glided
as deep as she could go, then squeezed him. His hand wrapped around
her head, his fingers twining in her long hair. She dove down on
him a couple more times, loving the feel of his big cock in her
mouth, then she slid off and guided Don back into her mouth.

She sucked and squeezed, sucked and squeezed
as she moved from one to the other.

"Damn, honey, you are really hot." Don
groaned as she relaxed her throat and took him really deep.

His hand clamped around her head. "Fuck,
that’s it. I’m going to come."

She released Cal and cradled Don’s balls in
her hand as she continued to bob up and down on him. His balls
tightened, then she felt hot liquid fill her mouth. She kept
squeezing him inside, swallowing around him as he continued to
spurt.

Once she was sure he was done, she leaned
back and guided Cal’s cock toward her mouth.

"Hold on, sweetheart. I can wait." He
stepped back and stripped off his shirt. "You’ve seen both of us
naked, now how about you return the favor?"

She glanced down at her black wrap-around
dress. "There’s no way I’m going to do a striptease in front of two
professional strippers."

Don laughed.

"No problem." Cal stepped toward her, his
hard cock bobbing up and down as he walked. "We can help you."

He reached for her hand and drew her to her
feet. Don grabbed the tie on her dress and pulled until the small
bow at her hip unfastened, then he undid the knot, the thin black
strips gliding through his big fingers. Cal eased the dress from
her shoulders and guided it down her arms. Now she stood before
them in just her black lace bra, thong, garter belt and
stockings.

Don’s gaze glided down her body, then back
to her bosom. "Mmm. Hot lady."

Cal dragged her against his body and
captured her lips. At the feel of his hard, hot body pressed
against her naked skin, her blood boiled with need. His tongue
drove into her mouth and she met it. Another pair of hands glided
down her back, then over her bare ass. Don stepped closer and
nuzzled her neck, sending tingles dancing along her spine. Her bra
loosened and Cal slid the straps from her shoulders. He released
her lips and eased back, drawing the bra from her body, his gaze
locked on her breasts. The nipples hardened under his intense
scrutiny.

"God, you have beautiful breasts." He cupped
one reverently and her hard nipple pressed into his palm.

"Fuck, no kidding." Don covered the other
one and kneaded it gently.

She drew in a deep breath, her hormones
spiraling out of control.

Cal kissed her neck, then down her chest. As
Don’s hand slipped away, Cal licked her nipple. She sucked in a
breath, then gasped as he took the hard nub in his mouth and
sucked. Don slid her thong over her hips and down her thighs. He
slid them to the floor and she stepped out of them, now in just her
garter belt and stockings. He kissed up the back of her calves,
then her thighs. The feel of his lips caressing her skin heightened
the sensation of Cal’s mouth moving on her nipple. As Cal licked,
Don kissed her ass.

She sucked in a breath as his fingers glided
between her legs and along her slippery slit. Cal’s mouth found her
other nipple while he stroked the abandoned one with his
fingertips. Then he grasped the hard nub between his fingers and
squeezed. Don’s fingers slid inside her opening and her knees grew
weak.

by Opal Carew

Her ultimate sexual fantasy brought to
life…

Excerpt

Jan heard Becca's footsteps, then the door
open and close. The darkness and silence loomed around her and her
heart thundered in her chest.

Oh, God, in a moment a strange man is going
to come in here and…

The door opened and someone stepped inside.
Her heart rate accelerated.

The stranger.
Her fantasy
stranger.

She could feel his hot gaze gliding over
her. Goose bumps danced along her flesh and her breasts ached as
the nipples swelled against the confines of her bra. He could
probably see the nubs pushing at the thin silk of her blouse.

She could sense his presence. Hear the sound
of his footfalls as he approached. He was close now. She drew in a
deep breath. Very close. She could feel the warmth of his body near
hers, his breath lightly brushing her cheek.

She hadn't realized it would be so intense.
Not seeing him. Not knowing who he was. Not knowing when-

She gasped as his lips brushed her collar
bone. Firm yet teasing.

"You are mine. You know that," he murmured,
his deep, sexy voice sending a shiver down her spine. His lips
fluttered along her neck, then moved away. Wisps of hair danced
against her temple as his warm breath caressed her cheek.

"I'm going to possess you. Strip you naked
and touch you everywhere. Do whatever I want to you." He leaned
closer. "And there's nothing you can do about it."

Her heart skipped a beat as she thought
about his strong masculine hands peeling away her clothes, then
roaming over her body. Her insides quivered.

Sex with a stranger.
She had yearned
to live out this fantasy for a long time. The need had haunted
her.

Now, it would come true.

His finger traced down the neckline of her
blouse, then tugged a little on the fabric when he reached the
bottom of the V. The top button released and she felt the cool air
of the room caress the swell of her breasts.

"A sexy black bra, I see. I like that."

She could hear the smile in his deep, sexy
voice. It sent warmth flooding through her.

She could feel the heat of him as he leaned
closer. His raspy cheek brushed against her neck and his lips
nuzzled her collar bone.

His fingers played along the neckline of her
blouse and-she gasped at the sound of the fabric ripping open. Cool
air wafted across her chest.

"Black silk. Lovely."

His fingers glided along the top of one cup,
then continued over the smooth fabric. Her hard nipple throbbed as
he grazed over it.

He chuckled. "Beautiful." He stroked her
aching nub again, sending lightning pleasure spiking through her.
"You're very turned on."

His lips, warm and firm, brushed against
hers, then began to move. Gently. Her lips moved with his as
quivers of excitement rippled through her. His tongue glided along
the seam of her lips. Then drove inside. It filled her mouth,
thrusting deep. His fingers curled around her neck and he drew her
closer. When his lips parted from hers, she whimpered at the
loss.

He nuzzled her neck, sending goose bumps
dancing along her flesh. He laughed warmly. "You really want
this."

Oh God, he was right. She wanted this
bad.

He captured her lips again with his
masterful mouth and his tongue filled her. This time, she opened
for him, relaxing into his invasion. His firm tongue thrust in and
out, in and out, until her heart pounded and she could barely
breathe. His tongue filled her, then withdrew a little. She wanted
him deep again, but he didn't thrust forward. She whimpered and
nudged his tongue with hers, trying to coax him further. He glided
a little deeper, but stopped. Damn. She sucked, pulling as hard as
she could. He groaned, then relented. His tongue thrust into her,
filling her again. Filling her mouth like she wanted him to fill
her more private opening.

He thrust several more times, storming her
mouth until she was gasping, then he withdrew.

"God, you are so sexy. And that mouth of
yours is so talented," he murmured.

He moved away, she didn't know how far, then
she jumped as she felt his hot mouth on the swell of her breast.
His finger stroked the top of the cup again, then he pulled it
down. His lips surrounded her pebbled aureole, his tongue flicking
her hard nub.