Caught In The Act - An Erotic Short Story (Erotika For Women) (2 page)

“Ok” she said “I’ll do it. As long as you promise to keep to your side of the bargain.” “Oh I will” he said but she realised there wasn’t much she could do if he didn’t. He had the power and he was using it. The only power she had was her sexuality and the fact that he wanted her badly.

He slowly walked over to where she was sitting and stood close to her. He towered above her and this made him feel strong and vital. She reached out to his fly but he put his hand out to stop her.

“Not yet” he said and fixed his gaze on her firm, full breasts.

“Get them out first” he said. She thought about it for a second but realised that once again, she didn’t have a choice. She stood up and untucked her t-shirt before pulling it up slowly over her head. She suddenly felt naked and extremely vulnerable but she carried on and carefully folded her t-shirt before placing it on the desk. She knew he wanted her to go further and remove her bra but she tried to reach for his fly again in the vain hope that he would let her keep her bra on. He stopped her again and placed his large hand on the swell of her left breast and squeezed gently. Her bra was one of those that fastened at the front so she placed her hands either side of the clasp and released it. Frank was staring now and looked like he would burst soon with sexual tension. She looked him in the eye and opened her bra revealing her large smooth breasts. A small bead of sweat ran into the smooth, welcoming valley and out the other side heading for other unchartered lands. She shivered now as Frank’s tension seemed to reach new heights.

She dropped her bra on to the floor and pushed her breasts out towards Frank. He reached out and held both of them, squeezing her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. Frank lowered his hands and gestured towards his desperate penis. She reached down for the third time and slid his fly down as far as it would go. Frank moaned in anticipation of what was to come. She released the button of his trousers and let them fall to the floor. Frank’s penis had forced its way out of his underwear and was now standing erect pointing at her. He was a big man and his penis was in proportion to the rest of him. She lowered herself down onto her knees and faced Frank’s throbbing manhood. She didn’t know how much of him she would be able to take and this worried her. She started by taking Frank’s cock and licking the very tip. It felt hot in her hands and almost burnt her tongue as she explored the sensitive tip of his weapon. Frank groaned and shook noticeably as she continued teasing him. She hoped he would shoot his load before he made it into her mouth and filled her with his hot cum but somewhere inside her she was enjoying teasing him. She could feel Frank getting impatient now; he wanted to be inside her, to have his hot, throbbing penis sliding in and out of her mouth surrounded by those plump red lips. He wanted to cum in her mouth and he wanted her to swallow what he gave her. He wanted all of this and he wanted it now. He pushed his cock into her mouth and she relented, taking almost his entire length deep into her mouth. Her tongue held its place against his cock and her lips formed a tight seal around his hard length. He thrust into her mouth and she reciprocated taking him deeper each time. Soon he could get no deeper into her and she held him firm, stopping him from thrusting. He cooperated with her, wanting desperately to cum but also not wanting this ecstasy to end. She withdrew from him so that the tip of his cock was touching her plump red lips. She looked up at him and could see that he was enjoying what he was seeing. Her hand gripped him firmly and slid slowly up and down his length. Each time she changed direction she varied the pressure she applied and the speed. Her tongue darted across his tip at the same time and she could see this was exciting Frank still further; bringing him closer to the edge. She continued like this for a minute or two; teasing him; knowing that she could end this at any time but strangely she did not end it. She was enjoying it! She felt dirty and cheap but at the same time strangely empowered. From being at Frank’s mercy the balance of power had now turned. She was in control now. This big strong man was suddenly weak and defenceless. His lust and longing for her had robbed him of his virility.

Frank’s breathing quickened and his body began to quiver and shake; his orgasm was very close now and inevitable. He pushed himself back into her hot, welcoming mouth and began to thrust again. Each thrust harder and more intense than the one before. She had to back away from him slightly as his penis was beginning to hurt her throat. She held him by his hips as the thrusts increased further until suddenly he came. Frank felt like he was going to explode; his orgasm had been building gradually for a long time and the release was beyond anything he had experienced before. The rush of ecstasy grew from deep within him and made his whole body shake. His semen felt like an unstoppable train as it coursed its way out of him and into her sensual mouth. She gagged as the hot fluid filled her mouth and for a few seconds she didn’t breathe; she couldn’t believe how much came out of him. She had no choice but to swallow and his semen felt hot as it made its way down through her chest. He pulled out of her and the semen shot across her face, neck and breasts forming globules linked with sticky fluid. He looked down at her, covered in his semen and grinned at her; the flow from his penis now subsiding. He grabbed her by her upper arm and pulled her to her feet. His hands held her breasts once again and he began to rub his hot semen across her breasts causing them to become slippe
ry and sticky at the same time.

She moved away from him and picked up her clothes. She managed to clean her breasts a little with a tissue from a box on Frank’s desk and quickly dressed without speaking a word. Finally, when she was fully dressed she turned to Frank who was re-arranging his clothing into some semblance of order.

“Right, I’ve done what you wanted. You promised me that if I gave you oral sex you would let me off the shoplifting charge and not call the police. You even said I could keep the watch I stole.”

Frank nodded slowly. His eyes looked heavy and he had a strange half-smile on his face which worried Karen.

“I did” he replied, “and I meant it. You’re free to go.”

He reached out and stroked her breast clumsily with his large, hairy hand. Karen flinched and pulled away from his touch.

“Just don’t let me catch you in my store again. Do you hear?”

“Don’t worry” replied Karen. “You won’t see me in here again.”

She picked up her handbag which had been sitting on the
corner of the table and unlocked the door. Frank followed her out of the office and led her up the stairs out of the dark basement and back into the brightly lit, respectable world she had not been a part of for a short while. He accompanied her to a hidden door which was used as an exit by staff members and provided a discrete means of removing shoplifters and troublemakers from the store with the minimum of fuss. As she was about to escape this nightmare he put his arm across the doorway and blocked her path. He looked puzzled.

“You remind me of somebody I met once. Have you got a sister?” he asked.

Karen’s blood froze for a second. Why was he asking her this all of a sudden? What did he suspect?

“Yes I have.” She replied
cautiously. “She’s eight years younger than me. Why?”

Frank shook his head. “I’m thinking of somebody older. Forget it.”

“Remember what I said. Don’t let me catch you in here again.” He warned. “Unless of course you want to earn yourself something nice!”

With that he pushed Karen out of the door and slammed it shut behind her. She found herself standing in a car park surrounded by a concrete wall on three sides and the car park entrance to her left. She felt dirty. She could smell his foul, coppery
odour on her chest and clothes and could taste his vile stink with every breath. She would have to get cleaned up somewhere and to make things worse she was late for work. Despite all of that she had achieved what she had set out to do today. With a smile spreading across her face she headed out of the car park and away from the store and back to the office where she earned her living.

It was morning and Karen stepped off the bus and onto the busy pavement. There were lots of people rushing to get to work just like they did every other weekday but today Karen was not one of them. She had an appointment that she had been both dreading and anticipating for a long time. She placed her large shoulder bag over her shoulder and headed down the street away from town. With every step her pulse quickened, her heart beat became that tiny bit stronger. She felt good. After years of carrying around all of that guilt and anguish she was now finally going to do something about it. She turned into the narrow road and made her way to the eighth house on the left. She knew exactly where she was going. She had been here many times before over the last year or so on different days and at different times. Today would be the last day she would have to come to this hateful house. Today it would end.

She slowed down as she approached the house and came to an abrupt halt as she drew level with the front gate. A multitude of thoughts raced through her head including one which said ‘Turn around and never come back. It’s not too late’ but she ignored it. She’d come too far now, invested too much to just turn around and run like a baby. She pushed open the gate and headed up the path to the front door. Taking a deep breath she reached up and pressed the doorbell. She could hear no sound from inside to indicate the bell actually worked but she waited patiently until suddenly she saw the distorted outline of somebody approaching the door. Her pulse was now racing. Copious amounts of adrenaline coursed through her veins preparing her muscles for conflict or flight. Whichever it was her body would be ready.

As she stood in the doorway the person behind the old but clean door fiddled with a number of locks and chains and opened the door. She held her breath and waited. The man stood in the doorway shocked by his unexpected visitor.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

Quickly followed by “How did you know where I live?”

“I know a lot about you” she said coldly.
“Can I come in?”

“Why? What do you want?”

“Let’s just say I have a proposition for you that I don’t think you’ll be able to refuse” with this she grinned. She was starting to enjoy this.

The man was obviously shocked. She was the last person he would have expected to have seen this morning and his confusion was perfect. His eyes showed that he was scared but she thought she saw lust and greed in his eyes. Did he really think she was here for that?

The man stood to one side and ushered her in with his large hand.

“You’d better come in” he said. Before he had finished speaking she pushed her way past him and into the hall. She scanned the house and made a note of what was around her in case things turned nasty. She listened to whether he would deadlock the door just in case she had to get out quick. He didn’t.

She walked into the small lounge and stood by the window. The man
followed her into the room and sat down. He gestured for her to sit down too but she just stared at him with blank expressionless eyes.

“So, Frank, I bet you didn’t expect to see me today did you?”

Frank laughed but the laugh was tinged with nervousness and fear and he instantly regretted it.

“No, I didn’t. How did you know where I live?”

“I know a lot about you Frank. Where you live, where you go…where you work” with that last part she fixed his eyes with hers and she could sense the fear in him growing.

“Look, what’s this about? Is it to do with what happened yesterday? I thought you were pleased with our arrangement”

“I’m pleased with how it went yesterday. Very pleased” With this Frank stood up and approached her aggressively.

“Sit down Frank” she ordered. “I haven’t finished yet”

The man stopped, thought about it and sat back down.

“Look, just tell me what you want. Is it more of what you had yesterday?

With this Karen laughed mockingly.

“You’re pathetic!” she hissed “Do you think I enjoyed having to do that? It was something I had to do”

“What do you mean?”

Karen placed her bag on the table and took out a black seven inch tablet. She unlocked it, tapped an icon and handed it to Frank.

“Press play and watch. I think you’ll recognise the people in this film”

Frank suddenly looked scared. He took the tablet but he
knew what he was going to see even before he pressed the play button. The video on the table showed him receiving oral sex from Karen in his office yesterday. It was clear and perfectly framed and the audio was perfect too. The colour drained from his face with every passing second until he finally pressed pause bringing the events of yesterday to a convenient stop.

“What are you going to do with this?” he asked with trepidation creeping into his voice.

“That depends on you and what you decide to do. Am I the only woman you’ve done this to?”

Frank paused for a split second. His answer was weak and unconvincing “Yes. You were the first”

Karen let out a short exclamation. “We both know that’s a lie don’t we Frank” Karen’s eyes glazed over as tears began to escape and well up.