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“
Why not? It’s my office, I can do whatever I like in it.”

I take a look around for possibilities, there aren’t many. “On your desk or chair?”

“
I don’t fancy the desk, my chair could be fun though.”

“
Mark, this is very, very bad…”

“
You know you want to…”

“
Mmmm… Sit down then, let me warm you up a little.” He has almost made this sound like it was all my idea. Not that I care. I soon discover that there’s nothing quite like a spot of illicit Friday afternoon office naughtiness to get the temperature up fast. I hitch up my short skirt a little and sit facing him on his lap. He doesn’t need much warming up before we’re well into an extremely heated and urgent session of executive chair sex. This should give him something nice to think about when he has a bored or frustrated moment at work in the future.

***

I am wondering if this weekend is going to be even better than the last. After dropping my car off, I’m taken out for a perfect steak dinner and then back to his for some more ‘showing Mark how lovely he is’. He tells me I get ‘showing Ray how lovely she is’ next weekend. I like the idea of us being serial sex weekenders.

We go into his house. He draws me to him and holds me around the waist in his hallway. I am thinking how it all started here, almost exactly on this spot. This is where I fell on him.

I look around us for a moment. “I do love your house. It’s such a wonderful design. So bright and modern.”

“
Yes, my design team are really good. I’ve just taken on a new architect, he has even better ideas than this.”

“
It must be so exciting to be able to create such things.”

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It is. I love seeing each project come to life. It’s what it’s all about.”

“
My job isn’t nearly so exciting.”

“
Most jobs aren’t, I know I’m lucky.”

“
Did you and Caroline get your valuation done?”

“
She needs to work on it, but yes…”

“
Is she one of your other close female friends?”

“
Caroline? No… Why did you think that?”

“
She’s beautiful and she called you sweetheart.”

“
Caroline calls everyone sweetheart and she’s probably more interested in you than me Ray.”

My heart soars. “Oh… I see. What about Roni…? She was throwing me daggers… I get the feeling, you know…”

“
Roni, well yes, we did have a thing going for a while. But we didn’t click very well… Something was missing. Roni’s very socially minded, likes to be seen out in the right places, with the right people. She’s more than a little superficial to be honest. Any more burning questions in there…” He tapped my head and smiled at me.

Just one more. “Who is the Italian woman I saw here in your house?”

“
Demelza? She’s my house sitter. I call her when I go away and she stays, I don’t like it being empty.”

My heart is now very happy that these three beauties are not a part of his current love life… I try hard not to show it too much. There are probably others that I don’t know about yet, but I’m not thinking too hard about that possibility.

“Y
ou’re the only one.” He adds in a quiet serious voice. “As you seem to be wondering if I have a string of other women going on.”

I can hardly speak. What a mind reader he is. I give him a very long kiss instead. “Take me up to bed.” I finally manage with a blissful smile. 
I get the full repeat whisking up the stairs experience. I’m thankfully sober this time. The sight of Mark’s massive bed is doing hot things to my sex wave. There’s a lot of rolling room on this bed. It’s time to show Mark how lovely he is again.  I wonder if we’ll leave his room at all this weekend. Actually as he seems to be obsessed with food and cleanliness, we should 
at least make it to the kitchen and bathroom a few dozen times.

We fall on the bed in a heated tangle. I start to undress him slowly. I drop a little kiss here and there… doing a hot ‘I’m going to seduce you’ routine. He seems to like this one a lot. I take off my skirt and top and then my underwear very slowly, piece by piece in my seductive little way as he watches me. Then I lie down on top of him. I love this total skin contact and sink into him blissfully. I kiss him deeply and slowly. We sit up and I wrap my legs tightly around him. We have another long tongue twisting heated kiss. I’m feeling so very hot and ready, I can see he is. I kneel up and lower myself down on his hard cock inch by wonderful inch. Having him inside me always takes my breath away. Heated shivers run up and down me as he fills me up. My God, I have missed him so much this week.

I look deep into his eyes for a sign of something. I am sure he can see what’s in mine. I can’t hide it for much longer.

I move on him, a little and very slowly. I’m going to take a long time over this one. Very slowly seems to be doing it for Mark. His eyes are all glazy and then they close altogether. I push him down on his back and rub my hands across the light covering of hair on his chest as I continue with my long and slow stroke techniques. I sweep my hair across him and bend to kiss his neck with some feathery light touches of my lips. I change speed moving fast and hard. Then back to slow again. I circle my tongue inside his ear, then give him another silky sweep of my hair. As I look down at him a small smile creeps up on his face and his eyes open.

“
What a tease you are. I love it.”

“
So Mr Lovely, I’m a tease, am I?” I can think of other ways to tease him too. Coming up soon in fact… a few more minutes of my slow and a bit of fast for variety and I move off, turn and take him in my mouth. I happen to know Mark likes this type of teasing even better. I hold his cock firmly in my hands and do my slow, slow, quick sucking. He is starting to push himself against me… so I do it even slower… this is Ray teasing at its best. Then I hold back even more and start the soft licking, tiny little ones across the top of him, then longer harder ones, a quick suck in between. He arches himself up to me gasping. Another full length big swirling lick and he is pushing at me wildly. I can sense his control is almost gone.  One last tease and I’ll let him finish. A long slow suck and then I really go for it with some very fast motion… His hands are suddenly grabbing roughly at my hair and he forces himself hard inside my mouth, almost to the back of my throat. This is a very strong reaction to my teasing. I feel and taste him come at the back of my mouth. He lets go of his vice like grip on my hair and rubs his fingers through it madly, he is moaning very loudly. I am such a good tease, I think to myself. I lay my head on his stomach for a while.

“Fuck Ray…
 I want to marry you and right now.”

Well that was a surprising result of my teasing. I laugh nervously. “I wouldn’t have thought you’d want to go there again” I refer to his not so distant past experience with Charlotte.

“
Well I didn’t, until I met you.”

I laugh a little again. “You’re so funny at times Mark.” My stomach is twisting anxiously with this marrying talk.

“
I’m not being funny at all…”

Then I realise most men probably want to marry their women momentarily after such a raging hot oral experience and that puts it all in perspective.

He pulls me up to his level. He is looking at me very intensely. I get a very long kiss and a lot of hair and face stroking. Then I put my head on his chest. I’ll give him a rest and then get on with some more teasing. I’m feeling like a really hot and bad tease tonight. He’s going to suffer wonderfully badly in my hands and other places.

I’m about to start round two Mark teasing when he stops me and pushes me on my back. I politely remind him it’s my turn next weekend.

“
No. I haven’t seen you all week, I want to do things to you.”

“
Having a weekend each was your idea…”

“
Well I can’t just lay here doing nothing for two days, being constantly teased to death, however lovely it is.”

“
So it’s as it comes from now on, is it?”

“
That’s a nice way to put it Ray. As it comes.”

“
Off you go then. Do things to me if you must.”

His mouth moves around my face. I love this soft side to side mouth rubbing he does… his neck nibbling and gentle ear biting make me sigh over and over. I am starting to fly away in a heated and sensual nibbled haze. His fingers brush up my inner thigh… I hold my breath and wait for the fingers to probe further. There they go, up inside me fast and urgently…  I push against his probing fingers breathing deeply. I need  much more than this. I look at his face, he knows exactly what I need. His eyes are such a dark blue and he is so very serious. He starts to push his fingers in and out slowly. He is staring at me, watching my face. I’ve never seen Mark so intense as this. It is far more than exciting, it is thrilling. I am taken over by a rhythmic finger and thumb pressure, pushing and rubbing, in and around me, and all the while his eyes keep boring into my head. 

“T
hat is so lovely… don’t stop.” I sigh loudly and push myself against his hand again and again, as hard as I can. My mind is a whirl of sensation, everything is so tightly tuned inside me. I’m being forced higher and higher. My body feels like it is erupting with swirling pleasure and heat and I see a flash of white light in my head as it all whips up to a peak. He kisses my open mouth. 
My insides pulsate like mad around his hard fingers. He pushes them hard into me as far as he can. It’s so tight. I squirm wildly gasping and then I stop breathing for a few seconds. My eyes shut in ecstasy. Everything feels sublime everywhere. My God, the things this man does to me. My little world really does rock. I come down a little, open my eyes and look at him leaning over me. His fingers move out of me slowly and gently. His eyes are brighter and glowing but his expression is still incredibly serious.

“
Ray?”

“
Mmmm?”

“
Do you love me?”

“
Well…” Oh no…

“You do, don’t you?
” His serious eyes are pleading.

“
Yes.” There. That’s it, he knows. I’ve done it.

“
Say it, I want to hear it.”

Maybe not quite then…

“
I love you Mark.” I’ve most definitely done it now… 

He stares at me again, as if in a trance, so very serious and deep, then suddenly his face breaks into the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. My heart flips over and over with love for him. I can hardly breathe with the massive high rushing around me. The air between us is thick, charged with sizzling emotion as he takes my face between his hands and kisses me softly.

“A
nd I love you too Rachel.”

I didn’t think I could get any higher but I just have.  I am floating away drugged with love. I look into his eyes with an adoring unbelieving gaze. How can this perfectly beautiful divine man love average little me…? There’s my low esteem rearing its ugly head again. I try not to let it spoil the moment and banish the nasty whispering self esteem demon to the depths of hell. It’s not staying up in heaven with me another second longer.

We have a very long and tightly pressed together love filled kiss and hug. My eyes are threatening to pour and I feel choked to the brim.

“
So we love each other then.” I know I’m stating the obvious but I want to say it and make it feel more real. “Can we have a little love party, to celebrate?” I put my arms around his neck and pull him towards me for some soft and smoochy little kisses. I want to drown in his beautiful lovestruck eyes.

“
How about we pretend you’re a love cake and I eat you slowly, bite by bite. I’ll light your candles while I’m at it.” He starts to nip at my breast and I arch up towards him… I want him to take a bigger bite…

God, does this man love cake…

“Mmmm… this little cake has just come out of the oven… It’s very, very hot…”

Much to my surprise I do get taken outside the house again for a trip to the shops Saturday afternoon. Whether he is subtly trying to tell me I need nicer clothes now that I’m officially with him, or whether he thinks this is what all women like to do on a Saturday afternoon, I don’t know. Either way I am very pleased to be taken into upmarket stores like Karen Millen and Hobbs instead of my usual cheap and cheerful New Look and River Island. Mark waits very patiently while I try lots of things on for him. I get a bag load of hot new clothes, two pairs of shoes and a rather smart silver bracelet from Links.

Then we have Italian for dinner on the way home.