Jonathan had always thought of Mia Chambers as a self possessed, quiet, beautiful, intelligent, but boring. At least that was what he had thought until he saw her in amateur dance competition. She and her partner did all of the Latin dances, but the one that caught his attention was the rumba. He watched her partner lead her in moves that brought out her passion, sensuality, and an indescribable hunger that lay beneath her silent, placid surface. Afterwards Jonathan’s curiosity about her grew.
He wondered what type of man would interest her. Her quietness gave of the air of being aloof, but she wasn’t rude, or completely unapproachable just all business all the time in the office. Never once could Jonathan remember her engaging in office gossip, or socializing. The coolness of her manner in the office didn’t jive with the woman he saw in on the dance floor. Then he started thinking about that old cliché about being careful of the silent types, and wondered if it was true. In Jonathan’s estimation it must be true, because the seemingly passionless person who was one of the top account executives was damned sexy on the dance floor.
He had a meeting with her and decided that he would take the opportunity too use it to his advantage. They talked shop for fifteen minutes. He was about the walkout then asked, “What type of men do you date?”
Mia look up at him in surprise because of the unexpected question, but she answered, “I don’t date.”
“What,” Jonathan asked in surprise.
“I don’t date. I haven’t dated in three years.” She hadn’t had sex in six years but she wasn’t about to share that with Jonathan.
His eyes bore into her as if seeking out her secrets. “Why don’t you date?”
“I haven’t met anyone with whom I wanted to know.”
“Have you had lack of opportunity?”
“Lack of opportunity has nothing to do with it...I get approached all the time. Within three minutes I know if a man is worth the invested time that’s required to determine if he will be suitable lover. This may seem old fashioned but I prefer committed relationships. However, I haven’t met a man whose interest matched my own.” Mia looked at him with interest, and then asked, “What has prompted your interest in my private life?” Her curiosity was peaked because no one in the office had ever inquired, much of that do to the influence she placed over the office staff. Jonathan was one of those men whose presence made every woman aware of their femininity, and she wasn’t immune to him when all of his interest was focused on her.
“I saw you dance,” he said without hesitation. “I was...surprised to see you do the things that you did on the dance floor. It was extremely...erotic, I actually got a hard on watching you.”
Mia raised a brow at his candidness then said, “You seem surprised by that.”
“I will admit that I am. Here you’re all about business, and very rarely have I seen Mia Chambers the woman. Generally, I’m very aware of a woman even if she’s a wallflower, or pretends to be a wallflower. I’m just wondering how you got under my radar.”
His frankness surprised her, and caused her to laugh. “Perhaps your focus was else were. You make it seem like I’m an automaton.”
“Hmmm...actually I think it’s just the way you do business...I think that most of the men that deal with you temporarily forget your sex. You don’t use your sexuality as a power play.”
Mia looked at him speculatively and said, “Mmm...well there is a reason for that.” She was still sending off non-sexual energy, but Jonathan’s interest was still peaked. The energy that pulsed off of him being wouldn’t be denied. He couldn’t look at her in the same way anymore. Every time he looked at her he didn’t see her as the businesswoman, but the dancer whose moves were sexual, yielding, demanding, giving, and taking with great deal of intensity. The outfit she had worn that day was red, gold, and sequin dress that only had one strap shoulder that wrapped around her breast, sloping to her left side, revealing her mid drift then flaring out to a mini skirt that looked like it red flames around her thighs. The dress was beautifully designed, and complimented her skin tone.
Then quickly his mind latched on to something that she had said, he then asked, “What are the interest? You said that men don’t really match them.”
She sat back and regarded him for a moment. Over in her mind she began running down how many negotiations he had made that year, and she knew that he used some type of mind control to close the deals. Mia surmised that he was very skilled because most of the deals that he closed were challenging, brought him hefty commissions, and the company millions of dollars. They both vied for the top spot in that regard but because Mia came off and non-competitive there wasn’t any underlying conflict with them. When she had first noticed it she had been in the room with him, and watched him turn a reluctant potential client, into the companies biggest client. More than once time she had considered him as a mate, but never acted on it because she always wanted to keep her private life separated from the work place. In addition, she sensed that his ability closely matched hers, but she didn’t get the feeling that he used his abilities in the bedroom. Out of all the people in the office getting him to see her as nothing more than a business co-worker had taken sometime. Muting her pheromones, dress ultra conservative in the beginning, and blocking/shadowing his thoughts. That was more work than she’d have to do with any of the office staff, and it wasn’t a tight hold either. His coming to her, and inquiring about her personal life hadn’t surprised her when she found out the reason. ‘Perhaps,’ she thought, ‘he has the potential to be more.’
“Have a seat Jonathan.”
“Why?”
“Because I can show you what I expect better than I can tell you.” As he sat she looked him in the eyes unwaveringly. When he was seated comfortable she got up from her seat, still holding the gaze she got up from her chair and lifted his right hand and started rubbing the pads of his finger, and the center of his hands.
Jonathan felt her touch was intoxicating and erotic. Then she whispered, “Surrender as you look into my eyes...and you will find...feel...taste...and hear the answers you seek. Surrender as you look into my eyes... and you will find...feel...taste...and hear the expectation that I seek...as you surrender yourself to me.”
As he did he noticed that her eyes dilated, and drew him into her being. The world outside began to flash...one...two...three times then fade and he drifted into inky darkness.
Slowly, as the world began to clear, and he saw himself standing before Mia fully clothed. Mia stood before him in a red see through gauze robe, with red bikini panties to match, with red stiletto heels. His cock instantly began to tighten. He wanted to move, he wanted to touch her, but couldn’t...she had control of his body.
Her lips didn’t move, but he felt her thoughts. ‘Lets see what you have to offer Jonathan. I’m going to take off your clothes. I love unwrapping gifts.’ Jonathan was unable to move. There was a part of him that didn’t like what was happening but there was a part of him that was enjoying the idea of being used by her. He was disconcerted by the control she seem to be having over his body. With deliberate ease she unbuttoned his shirt, teasing the skin as she moved downward purposely increasing his anticipation. Every time she would touch his skin he’d inhale sharply because his sensitivity was increased.
‘You like what I’m doing,” Mia asked.
“Yes,” was all he could muster when she removed his shirt from his shoulder, and began letting her hands move from his stomach, over his chest and alternately pinching, and rubbing his nipples. Sliding her hands down the sides of his body she released his belt, unbutton and unzipped his slacks moving her hands inside his briefs. Taking his already ridged member into her hand she began alternately rubbing a squeezing while looking at him…. again he began to see FLASH, FLASH, FLASH as she brought him to edge of orgasm.
“I’m enjoying myself,” she said softly, “but you won’t come until I want you to...before I’m through I want to hear you beg for release.
‘Shit,’ Jonathan thought to himself as he felt his cock tighten. ‘What is she doing to me?”
“I’m showing you what I expect in private. At least part of it,” Mia said. With ease she unbuttoned his slacks letting them slide down his muscled thighs and calves to the floor. She closed her eyes as if savoring the sight, and the smell of him.
“You like what you see Mia?”
“Yes, very much. You are...exquisite. “
He raised his brow. No one had ever called him exquisite before, come to think of it no one had ever undressed him with such deliberate intention. For the most part he had always been the one who would do the seducing. This reversal of roles was unnerving and extremely erotic. He’d always wondered what it would be like to be under a woman’s control, to be helpless to her whims but never met a woman that he trusted that much. Now here he was being handled by Mia, and it scared and aroused him at the same time.
“Take off the rest,” Mia commanded.
He removed his shoes and socks then stepped out of the slacks that pooled on his ankles. When he stood up she pushed him onto the bed then crawled over him and looked him in the eyes. Pinning his arms over his head, and started rubbing his nipples till they became erect. Her hands, and lips alternated between touching, licking and gently biting different parts of his body
His body was experiencing heighten sensitivity, and he moaned every time she touched him. “Are you enjoying yourself Mia?”
She gave him a heated look and said, “Immensely.” She then stood up and removed her panties then stood over his face giving him full view of her pussy.
Jonathan felt himself harden more at the sight of her. Her pussy wasn’t extremely hairy, but well trimmed and it glistened begging to lick. He leaned up his hands letting the warmth of his breath stimulate her clit “May, I lick your pussy,” Jonathan asked.
Mia met his eyes then said, “Don’t ask...beg me for the privilege.”
“Please Mia. Let me lick your pussy.”
“That’s Mistress Mia to you and I think you can do better than that.”
The realization of what she expected hit him, and he became harder from the knowledge.
“Please Mistress Mia, let me suck your pussy until you come. Please let me feel you quiver on my tongue, and feel your nectar fill mouth and spread across my chin. Please Mistress Mia let me serve you.
Mia smiled and said, “Much better Jon. As she said this she bent down lowering herself giving him access to her cunt. When she was only an inch away she whispered, “Suck me.”
With the eagerness to please he began licking folds of her sex. When she moaned with pleasure he wrapped his arms around her thighs and grabbed her butt to provide her with more support. Mia began to breath heavily as she surrendered to the pleasure that he was giving to her. As her knees began to buckle he held her tightly and gently settled her onto the bed, make sure that his mouth never lost contact with her pussy. “Ooohhhh, yessss,” she moan as the first orgasm of the evening began to over take her body. Jon’s heart skipped with excitement as her juices filled his mouth, and scent of her skin enveloped him even more. He wasn’t sure of when but she had cum in his mouth three more times before he stopped sucking her pussy.
She looked at him with such a deep level of satisfaction that he was again amazed that he ever thought of her as boring. That look did something to his core that made him enjoy being her toy. “Are you satisfied, Mistress Mia?”
“Very satisfied Jon,” she said pushing him onto his back then straddling where there sexes met. Jonathan felt her pussy lubricate him without her moving she continued to look him deep in the eyes, and asked, “What’s on your mind Jon?”
Jonathan wasn’t sure of what was happening to him but he felt that the normal guards that he had up to monitor his words weren’t there. He heard himself say, “My cock aches so much to be inside your pussy. I actually want you to use me like a slut. Feeling your juices is driving me crazy with lust and I’m so frustrated because I can’t seem to move my body the way I want. My need is more intense, more demanding. I want you, Mistress Mia to end my torment…begging is something that I don’t generally do, but I’m completely under your control, and I’m begging you Mistress to fuck me. Use me, use me till there is nothing left...then use me again. I...I’m actually enjoying this and it...it scares the hell out of me. Let me feel you surround me Mistress...please take me into your body. Feeedddd my hunger...ppppllllleeeaasssee feed my hunger.”
Without breaking eye contact she took his cock and guided him into her wet, and tight pussy. An almost unholy, “Aaaggghhh fuck,” escaped Jonathan’s lips as his orgasm ripped through his body upon entering her body. His body arched to go deeper inside of her body, and streams of cum splashed the walls of her cunt. She still remained controlled while she was on top of him, contracting her pussy milking him of his essence.
As his body began to calm, she smiled at him and a seductive knowing smile and asked, “Did you enjoy that Jon?”
“Ohhh...y...yes Mistress Mia,” his voice quivers in the aftermath of orgasm.
“Good,” Mia said soft mewing voice as she glided up and down his still harden cock. He was amazed at the fact that he was still hard, and not painfully sensitive. Normally it took him ten minutes to recover, but today that wasn’t the case and enjoyed the wave of sexual pleasure that Mia created. She made an erotic vision riding him with abandon, and the soft gauzy robe moved against her breast inviting him to lick them. Almost as if reading his mind she took off the robe without breaking her rhythm and leaned her chest over his lips inviting him to suck her nipples. With a great deal of eagerness, he leaned up and feasted on her breast. As he did this to Mia a soft moan escaped her lips and he felt her body move up and down on his cock with practiced ease. He felt her tighten her cunt on every upward stroke. As he licked and sucked her breast he enjoyed the sensation of nipples becoming hard. The more he fondled them the more he became aware of how wet her pussy was becoming, and how her cunt was pulsing around his pole but she was maintaining control. Then he heard something inside his head say, “Touch me Jon.” His hand began exploring her body while she continued to ride him. Then he gently worked her clit, and watched her face contort in pleasure as her cunt clutching his cock, creaming, sucking him in deeper into her body. He steadied her as she deeply impaled herself on him, then he heard her say, “Cum with me!” As she said this he felt an orgasm more powerful than his first overtake his body and he met her hips with frenzied thrusts of his own. They held on to each other as they collapsed on the bed. His cock was still inside of her, and he enjoyed the pulsing sensation of her sex surrounding him. He remained buried inside of her. As his body recovered he opened his eyes and looked at Mia. She had a look of a satiated woman, again he felt that look of satisfaction do something to his core. He looked at her in wonderment, because she had given in one of the most intense experiences of his life and he was wanting more. She looked at him meeting his gaze and smiled. “That was very satisfying Jon. Thank you.”
“I think I should be thanking you Mistress,” he was silent for a moment then asked, “May I ask you a question?”
“Go ahead.”
“Do you always want to dominate?”
Mia looked in his eyes to see where this question was leading. His eyes were unreadable. She sensed his abilities were becoming stronger in this altered state. “No,” she said softly. As she said this she felt his cock grow harder inside of her again.
“Is that where the problem is...in finding a mate that meets all your needs? Someone who will let you be dominant, and someone to submit to.”
His astuteness didn’t surprise her. “Yes,” she said simply.
All of a sudden there were images that revealed what she had done to the office staff and him included. Then it fully dawned on him that she had been purposely clouding his mind. “You’ve been hiding from me. You feel I’m your match.”
She didn’t say anything this time, and looked away.
He brought her face back so that she looked at him, but even as he did this her, eyes were still closed. “Open you eyes,” he commanded softly, “Look at me.” She did so, reluctantly, but his voice was quietly commanding that she felt compelled do as he said.
As he looked into her eyes he laid her on her back while still being inside of her. “Why did you hide?”
Telepathically she said, "I don’t meet very many people who have the abilities to do what I do. When I realized your potential it unnerved me, and I always had a policy of not getting involved with people from the workplace.”
He was surprised that he picked up on the thoughts she was sending. “Why am I able to see you so clearly now?”
“My mental hold on your mind wasn’t the best because, your skills of mind control are strong. You use it when you’re doing business. The stronger the mind, the more difficult it is to cloak. So when you told me that you saw me dance, and you saw the truth...well, that saying that once enlightened you can never go back to applies to you.”
He wanted to love her body again but he felt the need to contemplate what she was telling him. She smiled as she looked up at him. He felt himself become light headed and FLASH, FLASH, FLASH he found himself back in Mia’s office with her hold his hands. He blinked as he came back to his sense. He was still rock hard, and he took note of the wet spot in his underwear. When she went to move away from him he took a firmer hold of her hands and looked her eyes and said, "That was all mental?"
"Yes," Mia said simply.
He looked at her again with an unreadable look. All the while planning on making the experience real. He wanted to experience her in real time. Then he added, “This isn’t over Mia, not by a long shot.”
“What,” asked in surprise.
“I’ve been given a taste of what you have to offer...and I want more. You, Mia Chambers, can’t hide anymore.” As he said this he held her hips as he stood up and drew her closer to his body. He embraced her showing her the effect that she was having on him.
“What are you talking about Jonathan? What you experienced was just a demonstration of some of what I expect.”
“I’m aware of that, but what I sensed is that you’ve been wanting this for a long time. You’ve been wanting me for a long time.”
Mia began laughing and said, “My aren’t we full of ourselves. Just because you’ve bedded almost ever woman in this company doesn’t mean you will have me. Anyway, you are far from my ideal since you aren’t interested in an exclusive relationship.
“You want me. Why are you denying yourself?”
There was a look that flashed across her face that he was certain he would have missed if he hadn’t looking directly into her face. His curiosity about her was growing by the minute, for three years he had worked with her, and he hadn’t really known her. “What does that look mean?”
“The look that came across your face when I asked why you were denying yourself the pleasure of knowing me intimately...there was a flash that went across your face. I want to know what it means?”
She pulled herself from his grasp, and said, “You have an appointment Jon.”
Just then his PDA went off indicating his 11:30am appointment with his newest client. He silently cursed the timing. “Well Mia...you’ve lucked up this time...but we will revisit this...all this time I haven’t seen you...and now that I have, I’m not going let you slip past me again.