The IT Guy (2 page)

CHAPTER THREE

I spent the next day cleaning up my apartment and generally getting ready for the night. It was strange; I was far from being a virgin, but knowing how important the night was to Luke had me feeling all anxious about it, as though I were inexperienced as well. There was something both daunting and exhilarating about getting the chance to initiate this cute guy into the ways of pleasuring a woman. I found myself getting increasingly turned on by the idea, and was starting to suspect it would be me who would have difficulty adhering to my “no sex tonight” rule rather than him.

After a light dinner it was time to get ready. I showered and dabbed some Chanel #5 on my neck, wrists, cleavage, and behind my knees. I slid into a sexy pair of black lace panties and matching bra. I wanted to look cute but casual, so I went with a pair of tight jeans, and a low cut red satin camisole.  I considered red lipstick, but ultimately figured it would come off all over the place, so I emphasized my eyes instead, going for a smoky eye with lots of liner and mascara. The effect was striking: I looked sexy but approachable, like a horny girl next door.

Perfect.

By this point I was getting butterflies in my stomach and was anxious to see how Luke would react. I didn’t have long to wait, as shortly after finishing my makeup I heard the doorbell ring. Looking at the clock told me it was only 8:45. I rolled my eyes and chuckled to myself a bit. Of course he would be early.

I peeked through the peephole before opening the door, not so much to see who it was, but to check Luke out without him seeing me. He wore a pair of loose fit jeans slung casually around his hips and a white button up shirt with a slight pinstripe that he kept un-tucked. It was more casual than I was used to seeing him dressed, and he looked incredible. Something else was different but I couldn’t put my finger on it.

I swung open the door and Luke’s eyes widened when he saw me.

“Hi!” I said, happy to see him.

“Wow! Cassandra, you look amazing,” said Luke, looking a touch stunned.

I gave him a little spin so he could take in the whole outfit.

“Thanks, you look really hot! Something is different though…”

Luke blushed. “I’m not wearing my glasses. When I don’t need to stare at a screen, I don’t usually bother with them.”

“Well, it looks good,” I said, moving aside so he could enter, “step into my parlour.”

“Nice place,” he said, looking appreciative.

“Thanks. Nervous?”

“A bit.
Excited too, though.”

He smiled then, in that heart meltingly genuine way of his, and I suddenly couldn't wait to get my hands on him.

***

I gave him a brief tour of my apartment before we got settled in on the living room couch. He made all the polite noises one expects when showing a house, but I could see how tense he was. He was acting as though we were at a work function: polite, proper, and friendly, but nothing you’d call flirty.

When we sat down I opened a bottle of red wine and poured us each a glass.

“To adventure,” I toasted, and we took a sip.

When we put our glasses down, I took the opportunity to move in a little closer.

“Hi,” I said, letting my hand rest softly on his knee.

Luke blushed. “Er, hi,” he replied.

“Does it make you uncomfortable to have me this close?” I asked, not wanting to freak him out.

“I guess in a way yes, but it isn’t unpleasant.”

“Do you want me to move?”

“No.”

I stayed where I was and took another sip of wine.

“So how come this never happened before?” I inquired, my curiosity getting the best of me.

Luke told me he’d always been shy and anxious growing up, and that women had always really intimidated him. He could talk to them on a casual friendly level without a problem, but he was terrified to make a move.

“Even if you never made a move, girls must have come on to you,” I said, still amazed at his revelations, “You’re so fucking cute.”

Luke blushed at the compliment.

“Some did, but I was too awkward and uncomfortable to respond, I guess. Too afraid they were just going to laugh at me, or reject me.”

I touched his cheek and he looked up at me, his blue eyes filled with sadness, despite the smile on his lips.

“I’m really happy you trust me enough to be here with me, Luke. I’m really honoured,” I said, meaning every word.

“Thanks Cass, for all of this. I feel like I can be myself with you. I’ve never actually told anyone I was a virgin before,” he said, looking away.

“I’m glad you told me. I know you think I'm doing this as a favour to you, but you have no idea how turned on I am by all of this. I can’t wait to touch you, and for you to touch me.”

Luke gulped and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

“Remember what I told you, Luke. We aren't going to have sex today, so you don't need to stress about that, OK? We’re just gonna have fun tonight, no pressure.”

Luke nodded.

I put down my wine again and snuggled up close to him. I was pleased to see that he responded by putting his arm around my shoulders. I nuzzled up close to his neck and took in a deep breath. The spicy scent of his aftershave felt almost tingly in my nose, and I loved how masculine it was.

“You smell amazing,” I told him.

“Thanks,” said Luke, “so do you.”

I tilted my head upwards and gave him a light kiss on the edge of his jawline. He turned his head and pressed his lips to mine. I could taste the red wine on his mouth, and ran my tongue across his lips to get any remaining drops. Luke moaned ever-so-slightly, and I kissed him harder in response. I moved into his lap and wrapped my arms around him without breaking the kiss. I let my fingers caress the nape of his neck and felt his skin goose-bump in response.

Next, I moved my attention from his mouth to his ear, first kissing then licking lightly along the outer rim. Luke gasped, and I took it as a sign to continue what I was doing. I sucked his earlobe into my mouth, biting it gently between my teeth. From there I slowly kissed and nibbled my way down his neck, until I was licking his Adam’s apple. I came up for a breath,  gave him a smile, and took a sip of wine.

The look in Luke’s eyes wasn’t friendly or casual now, nor was it sad, thank God. Instead, it was one of raw lust and desire, and that was all I needed to see.

CHAPTER FOUR

I rose from Luke’s lap, and the lust in his eyes was temporarily replaced with panic.

“
Shh, relax. I’m not going anywhere. I just want to give you a little show, that’s all.

I went over to the stereo and switched on some R&B, letting the sexy bass lines move through my body, my hips swaying at first gently, then more seductively.

I danced slowly back to the couch, my eyes never leaving his. I ran my hands along the curves of my body and watched as Luke's eyes followed them. I brought my hands back up to my breasts and gave them a squeeze, closing my eyes as I enjoyed the pleasure of my own touch.

“Do you like watching me?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Would you like me to take off my clothes?”

“Yes.”

I pulled the shirt over my head, and tossed it on the floor.

I undid the button on my jeans, swaying in time to the beat. I slowly let them slide to the floor, kicking them out of the way so I could continue my private dance unencumbered. Throwing my head back, I ran my fingers through my hair, letting Luke take in the length of my body, and the sight of my skin against the black of the lingerie. I licked my lips and opened my eyes again, wanting him to see my desire and know how intensely I craved his touch. I walked closer and nudged his legs open slightly so I could get between them.

“You like this?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me,” I said, grinding my pussy into his groin, “tell me what you like.”

I could see him struggle with having to express desire, but his lust was stronger than his anxiety.

“I like how your body looks in your underwear. I think your tits look amazing, and I want to see them without the bra.”

I nodded and complied with his request, bringing my hands behind me to unhook the bra. It fell to the floor rather unceremoniously, and I circled my breasts with the palms of my hands, causing my nipples to harden beneath my touch.

“Would you like to lick them?” I asked.

He nodded, and leaned forward. I cupped a breast and brought it to his mouth, feeding it to him. He stuck out his tongue and licked my nipple, hesitantly at first, then with more confidence when he saw how much I enjoyed it. I ran my fingers through Luke’s hair as he massaged my breasts, all while continuing to lick and suck them.

“Can I… watch you?” Luke asked.

“Watch me what?”

“I want to watch you touch yourself.”

I smiled and got off his lap, moving next to him on the couch. I leaned my back against the armrest and brought my knees up, granting him a perfect view of the action. I gently circled my clitoris through the black panties. The feel of my finger through the silk was exquisite and a moan escaped me. I turned my hand onto its side and began sawing back and forth against my wet pussy, getting wetter by the second. Deciding it was time for him to see the whole show, I hooked my fingers in the sides of my panties, taking my time as I pulled them down my long legs. I could see the hunger in Luke’s eyes and I liked it. I loved seeing this otherwise shy and withdrawn man become hot with animalistic desire. I slowed my tease even more, but Luke had had enough and reached forward to snatch the panties from me, tossing them over his shoulder. I raised an eyebrow and was going to make a joke, but the heat in his eyes told me it was time to get back to business.

With one hand wandering over my breasts, squeezing and teasing my nipples, I let the other go down between my legs, sliding two fingers inside of me. I brought my glistening fingers up to Luke as proof of my arousal, and wiped them along his bottom lip. His tongue darted out to lick my juices, then grabbed my hand with his, taking my fingers into his mouth. He closed his eyes as he suckled from my fingertips, tasting my desire.

I took my hand back and began to fingerfuck myself, loving the feel of my touch. I opened my eyes to see Luke leaning forward, watching closely so nothing could escape his gaze.

“I’ve imagined this so many times,” he said.

“Does it live up to your expectations?”

“It is so much better.”

I felt the orgasm mounting and knew it wouldn’t be long now before I came. I continued to finger myself, but brought my other hand down to tease my clit. This was all I needed to push me over the edge, and the orgasm crashed into me, pulling a moan from my throat as I shuddered on the couch. Luke watched this dramatic display, his raw need still visible, and all of his clothes still on.

“I’m starting to feel a little under-dressed here Luke. I think you’re gonna need to help me out a little.”

Luke took off his shirt and I finally got a look at what was underneath. I was pleased and a little surprised to discover Luke had a really tight body going on under there, even a pretty serious six-pack.

“Holy shit, Luke,” I said, the appreciation clear on my face.

He blushed, “I swim a lot.”

“Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it.”

I moved off the couch and got on my knees in front of him. I undid his belt and the fly of his jeans, so I would have access to his crotch. I reached into his boxers and his beautiful erection popped out to greet me. He had a big gorgeous cock, and I licked my lips hungrily and lapped up the drop of liquid that was already glistening on the tip.

“Please…” he said, sounding pained.

I thought he’d suffered enough and brought my mouth to his penis, sucking it eagerly. I heard him moan above me as he cradled the back of my head, running his hands through my hair.

Dragging my tongue along the underside of his cock, I let it play on his frenulum,
then took the head into my mouth, sucking it greedily. I milked him with my mouth, loving the feel of his hardness against my tongue. I relished the feeling of power that came from having a man’s delicate parts in my mouth and controlling his pleasure; it always reminded me of circus trainers putting their head in a lion’s mouth.

I wasn’t ready to let him come quite yet though, so I pulled back and had him take off his jeans completely. Once he was totally naked I took a second to admire the view; and what a view it was. His body, while pale, was beautifully defined and I said a silent thank you for having volunteered to do this.

“Lie down on the couch,” I told him, and he did as I ordered.

When he was settled in I climbed on top of him, facing his feet, and sat on his face so that I could go into a 69 position. I felt his tongue on my pussy and immediately sighed at the beautiful feeling that sent electric shivers shooting through every part of my body. I lowered my mouth onto his cock and resumed my sucking with gusto. The radio played reggaeton now and both our movements were unconsciously moving in time to the music; a slow sexy grind that I knew would soon end in eruption. Luke traced the folds of my pussy with his tongue, exploring me in all my hidden places.
 At long last the orgasm flowed through me, escaping in a muffled moan around his penis.

I relaxed my throat and took in as much of his length as I could manage, pushing him past my gag reflex. This proved to be what he needed, and he shot his load deep into my throat.

When I felt his orgasm subside, I eased off of his cock and lay down beside him.

“Wow,” he said, panting a little.

“Glad you enjoyed it,” I said, smiling.

“Did you?” He asked, “I mean, I heard you make some noise, but
..”

I smiled at his phrasing. “Yeah, I came.”

Luke looked relieved and smiled “Good. That was amazing.”

“Let’s get you cleaned up, hot stuff.”

I brought Luke into the shower and gave him a good scrubbing from head to toe. There was quite a bit of giggling going on, and more than a little making out, if I’m being honest. Quite a bit more friendliness than I normally would have indulged in for a strictly sexual arrangement, but it felt nice and I didn’t want to stop it.

Since it was already so late when we got out of the shower, I offered to let Luke sleep over, and he took me up on it. We spent the night curled up together on my bed, and it felt right, somehow. I hadn’t felt comfortable enough around a guy to let him sleep over in a long time, and here Luke and I were spooning like we’d been together forever. I slept deeply and soundly that night.