Kimber
Tag Restraint, Office, Woods, Interacial Bowen learns the rewards of buying lunch. View Author’s Copyright Information We sat in the cafeteria. “You’re what?” said Randy.
“Taking Kimber to lunch tomorrow.”
The look he gave me in response confused me. “Why?”
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“I had to help her with that merger report. We had a disagreement on the final figure. I bet I was right, she bet she was right, so I told her the loser bought lunch. I lost. What’s the problem? “
It was late in the afternoon and we were on a coffee break. Randy stared at me another minute. Then he looked over at Kimberley sitting reading a book alone on the other side of the cafeteria. He shook his head.
“Well for starters you’re married and she isn’t. Second, she can’t be thirty years old and you’re almost fifty. Finally you’re a basic white guy, a wasp and she’s……” The hesitation was palatable.
“Black! Is that the word you’re looking for? Christ Randy, I never took you to care about that. It’s just a couple of co-workers having lunch together.”! I stood up slightly annoyed and walked towards Kimber. She smiled shyly and said hello. I slowed down as I passed and asked her if we were still good for lunch tomorrow. She nodded and went back to reading a book. I continued walking.
Kimberly was fifteen or more years younger then me. She might be thirty years old but it was hard to tell. Her dark framed glasses gave her the severe look that reminded one of a female geek librarian. Her clothes could only be described as prim or worse yet, baggy. One could never tell much about her shape other than she was hiding it. She wore her hair in a short bob that came down to a point on either side of her jaw, framing a beautiful full mouth. I had wondered more than once what she would look like if you could coax the glasses and baggy clothes off her and dress her in something more form fitting.Of course I had no such misconceptions about myself. Although I was not overweight and still fit and reasonably trim I knew my only advantage was the old adage that men get dignified as they get older. I went back to my desk and spent the rest of the afternoon day dreaming about undressing Kimber and half the other women in my office.
***
Just before noon I called her.
“Hi Bowen”. She replied she was ready for lunch and would meet me at the side door by
the parking lot. It was a warm day so I did not take my coat and met her at the side entrance. She was wearing a loose fitting pair of dress pants and shirt that as usual looked professional but showed nothing. I asked her where she wanted to go since she had won the bet but she the deferred the decision to me. As we headed to my car Kimber followed just slightly behind me. I opened the car door for her and ten minutes later we were sitting in a small semi private booth in a local Japanese restaurant eating sushi.
We talked about office work for the first half of lunch before I decided to flirt a little.
“So, how’s personal life treating you these days?”
“Quiet”, was her response.
“Quiet, how can a good looking single women like you lead a quiet life? Don’t you have a boyfriend or two?” Kimberly hesitated a minute and then told me she did not have much of a personal life and she had no boyfriends. I noted with surprise she was now looking down.
“Pardon my asking but your not a lesbian are you?” Kimber looked up briefly, turned red and looked down before murmuring no.
“So what do you do in your spare time?”
Again Kimber looked up briefly then bent her head down again. “I read a lot.”
Now I know I’m not noted for being the most politically correct person in the world but Kimberley ’s consistent looking down made me wonder if I had crossed the line. I asked her if she was uncomfortable with my personal questions. She flashed another quick look at me and shook her head vigorously. Still I was debating turning the conversation back to office talk when she asked me a question without looking up.
“Bowen, I heard you talking with Randy yesterday; he thinks you should not be seen out with me, a black women . Does that bother you?”
A little louder than I intended and with some venom I told her being seen with or even going out with people of different colour was no longer the social crime of the century. “You’re not a slave”, I protested.
She continued to look down and then I heard her say, “But I like it I think.”
My mind reeled. “Pardon,” was all I could say.
“I like it when other people are in control. I guess I’m kind of submissive that way. At least I’m like that in my personal life anyway”.
“Sounds to me like you like the idea of being submissive. Don’t mistake submissiveness for slavery. Doms and Subs are often referred to as Masters and Slaves but that’s more a reference to their desire to be controlled or dominated, not their skin colour .”
“It’s a small difference”, she shrugged in reply.
With that comment it struck me, Kimber was a sub looking for a master. My brain had her naked on her knees before me sucking my cock in a flash. I had to test my theory. Standing up I dropped some bills on the table and told her to follow me. Without looking back to check I left the restaurant. Outside I walked to the car. She was right behind me. The remote unlocked the car and I did not open the door for her this time. I told her to get in. She did.
Starting the car I drove to the back of the lot and backed into a spot. Kimber watched in silence. I reached over and took off her glasses. With out them her severe look softened and she looked more angelic. Being an angel was not what I had in mind.
“Take out my cock and blow me”.
Without hesitation Kimberley moved over towards me and reached for my belt. She undid it quickly then pulled down my zipper and reached inside my pants. By the time her hand reached my cock it had already become hard and thick. She gently pulled it out, leaned over me and wrapped the tip inside her mouth. She began to suck lightly and wrapped both hands lightly around my shaft where she began a slow stroking motion.
“ Ohhhhh ya , that’s good. Now take it deep”.
Kimberley moved her hands down and cupped my balls before she thrust her head down further until her lips where rubbing my pubic hairs. I looked around the parking lot and saw several people going to their cars but nobody saw us. She finally slid back up my cock to get a breath of air. While taking a breath she continued to stroke her hands up and down my now slippery wet cock.
“Put one hand on my balls, keep the other stroking my shaft and don’t let it out of your mouth until after I cum”, I commanded. She grunted a reply as she moved to obey. My body was in heaven. My mind was racing. Kimberley was blowing me in a parking lot at lunch time merely because I demanded it. I leaned back and let her mouth work its magic. In minutes the combination of her stroking, fondling and her tight lips around my cock made be lose control. My cock began the spurt into her mouth. She kept her lips tight around me as I came and drank it all. When it finally stopped jerking she kept licking it until it was clean.
“That’s enough, time to get back to work”. She leaned back and thanked me while wiping her mouth. I zipped up my pants and drove back to work silently.
Before we got out of the car I looked over at her. She stared back a minute then looked down.
“Tomorrow Kimberley you will ware a loose summer dress to work. No stockings, no underwear. Prim and proper on the outside, but underneath you will be my slut. Do you understand?”
Kimberley nodded. I repeated the question. “Yes sir”, she said out loud.
“Good. During business hours you will treat me as you always have. But after hours you belong to me. You will do as I say and I don’t want to have to ask you anything twice. Is that understood?”
“Yes sir”, she replied. I nodded and got out of the car and went back to work
***
The next day was a flurry of meetings and calls. A few minutes before five o’clock I called Kimber . She answered the phone almost immediately.
“Bowen, I was afraid you would not call”.
“It’s been a busy day but it’s over now. Meet me in the records room in ten minutes”. I hung up.
Fifteen minutes later I entered the records library. It was a large windowless room at the end of the building and after five it was almost always empty. Kimber was waiting just inside. She shook her head when I asked if anybody else was around.
I was not sure what I intended to do yet. Mostly I was winging it. Kimber was wearing the summer dress I had told her to wear but it looked more like a frock. In fact it reminded me of a Catholic girl’s school blue frock only slightly lighter in colour . This girl looked like she seriously needed a clothing designer intervention.
Looking around I spotted a table at the back of the room. I reached behind me and locked the door then motioned her to follow me. I did not look to see but I could smell her body perfume as she followed. Reaching the desk I turned and removed her glasses. Then I reached up to her shoulder and rubbed across the top searching for a bra strap. There was none. Kimber watched me silently.
“Turn around and lean over the table”.
It was a command not a request and she silently obeyed. I reached down and ran my hands over her smooth ass that was now sticking out as she leaned over the table. My hands rolled down to her hem and pulled it up, flipping it into the small of her back and confirming she was not wearing any underwear. Kimber’s ebony skin was a smooth as the day she was born. Her pussy lips were already slick and puffy. My gaze traced down her legs, she looked better than I had expected.
I bend down level with her pussy and leaned forward. An inch from her cunt I flicked my tongue out licked. Kimber gasped but made no move. I stood up again and leaned over her body to whisper in her ear.
“You’re wet already”.
“Yes sir”
I reached down and slid a finger up the length of her clit before sliding a finger inside.
“ Ohhhhhh ”.
My fingers started plunging in and out of her cunt slowly at first, then with increasing speed. In a few minutes Kimber started to move her hips back and forth. I let her for a minute then asked her if she wanted to cum. She nodded her head up and down and moaned.
“Do not cum yet. Not until I say you can. Don’t move”.
Kimberley stopped moving her hips but looked pleadingly over her shoulders then said, “Please let me cum. I have been horny ever since yesterday in the parking lot”.
“Please what…..”
She dropped her head immediately and said, “Please sir, please sir let me cum”.
I felt for her g-spot just inside her cunt lips and made sure I was rubbing it hard before I responded, telling her she would have to wait. I repeated my command to stay still and not cum until I gave her permission. She mumbled a feeble reply and I knew Kimber was having a hard timing concentrating.
“ Arrrgggghhh . Please, please sir……..”
I stopped.
Her tone changed abruptly. “ Noooooo …… Pleasssseee sir”. She was now pleadin as she looked over her shoulder at me. Her eyes widened when she saw me drop my pants and pull out my cock. It was large and hard and wet at the tip. I stroked it a few times and it bounced up and down. Her eyes followed every bounce.
“Spread”, I commanded.
Her legs flew open and she tried to push her ass closer to me. I leaned forward and slipped the tip just inside her cunt . Reaching down I smeared Kimberley ’s juices from her pussy along the length of my cock then in a steady motion pushed in as deep as I could.
She squealed. I pulled out slowly, waited motionless for a half minute then pushed deeply into her again. Kimberley ’s cunt wrapped tight around my cock. Watching my pale white skin push into her dark pink pussy surrounded by ebony was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen. The sight took me over the edge. I began to mindless pound in and out. Kimberley started moaning non stop which made me bounce in and out even faster. I grabbed her hips to ensure each thrust was as deep as possible.
“ ARRRRGhhhhhhhhhHHHHH ! Fuck me sirrrrrr . Your fucking meeeeee ,” she squealed again.
Several minutes later we came together. Her orgasm expended she fell flat to the table breathing heavily. I fell over her and lay on her back several minutes until my cock slowly shrunk and fell out from between her legs.
“Stand up Kimber ”, I said as I stood up. “It’s time to see the rest of your package”. As Kimberley obediently stood up her dress fell back in place. I reached up and unzipped it, then stood back. “Now, drop the dress”.
Standing with her back to me Kimber reached up to her shoulders and pushed the dress off. It fell to the floor leaving her naked. She started to turn. “Stop,” I demanded.
Kimber froze. In shock I stared at the curves now revealed before me. Those prim and baggy clothes had been hiding a gorgeous body. I reached up and turned her to face me. She briefly looked at me as she turned then looked down clearly embarrassed. The front was even better than the back. Standing before me was a perfect body replica of Halle Berry with darker skin.
***
It had taken me a week to prepare for the hike. As we got out of the car I looked over at Kimberley . I had commanded her to let me search her wardrobe to ensure she was dressed for the occasion. She wore a tight pair of gym shorts which she had never worn before because she considered them too small. On top she wore a white blouse which had been cut short at the mid-rift and tied in a knot below her breasts. Only a couple of buttons where done up. The one concession was giving her sandals to wear since we had a ways to go into the bush. She no longer was allowed to wear underwear around me unless I specifically gave her a pair.
I shouldered my pack and handed her hers and led her down the trail. It was a bright warm sunny afternoon. Thirty minutes later we branched off the trail and walked through the woods to a small open meadow. In the centre was a tree felled years ago by lightning. Its trunk rose ten feet then had fell ninety degrees to the ground. The small branches where gone. The fallen trunk forked into two smaller branches three feet above the ground. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a remote control and pressed several buttons. Several lights flashed on the remote. Kimberly watched but said nothing.
Turning to her I dropped my pack and told Kimber to drop hers. She watched me open the pack and remove four leather straps with metal rings attached. I handed them to her and told her to put them on, one for each ankle and wrist. She put them on and let me inspect them to ensure they were snug. I guided her over to the fork in the tree. From the pack I took a rope and attached one end to her left wrist ring. She watched as I pulled the rope through another ring embedded in the tree trunk four feet above the fork. Pulling the rope her arms rose up the branch above her head. I pulled some more until her body stood between the fork then tied the rope to the right wrist ring.
“Bowen”, Kimberley stammered. “What …..”
“No talking. No questions. The only sounds I want to hear out of your lips today are moans and screams of pleasure. You’re free to move as much as your restraints allow you”
I reached into the pack and brought out two more ropes. One each was fasted to each ankle then was tied to the outer forks of the fallen branch. The affect was to spread Kimberley ’s legs almost a yard apart. Helplessly tied she watched. I reached into the pack again and brought out a tube of massage oil. Rubbing a generous amount onto my palms I started to rub her legs from the ankles up. When I reached her shorts I let my fingers slip under the edges ensuring they contacted pubic hair in the process. Kimberley moved slightly and moaned softly each time my fingers brushed under her shorts.
After her legs I applied more oil and rubbed her open back above the shorts. My fingers slid up her back and under her shirt. Appling more oil I reached around her waist and rubbed her stomach. This time instead of rubbing under her shirt I undid her buttons while standing behind her and then reached in to rub her breasts.
“ Ohhhhhhhh ,” Kimber moaned. Her nipples hardened under my grip and though I could not see them I knew they were standing at attention. I completed her massage by adding more oil to both palms, then standing behind her using one hand to rub her tits while the other snaked down her shorts between her legs.
“Do not orgasm until I say you’re allowed”. She moaned a reply while pushing her hips back into my body in vain attempt to pull away from my hand inside her shorts. I stepped back and pulled out a large vibrator from the bag. Then I walked around to stand beside her and showed her it.
“Today Kimberley , you will cum for me, many times. You will say nothing, but you will be vocal for me.” I rubbed my hand up and down the vibrator to lubricate it slightly then turned it on to let her hear its hum.
“Look at me Kimber .” She turned her head to me. “Look me in the eyes, I want to see you.” She nodded and stared at me. I lowered the vibrator and placed it over her shorts directly between her legs. I held her eyes with mine while I ran the vibrator repeatedly over the thin shorts covering her pussy. When I reached up and cupped a breast in my hand and begin rubbing her nipples her lips parted with a loud moan. I started moving the vibrator up and down the length of her clit and her eyes began to loose focus.
Smiling I ignored her transgression. The vibrator was pulled away and her head slumped and her body shook briefly. I moved behind her and knelt down. Her ass was immediately in front of me and I could smell her wet aroma.
“ OHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh , ”. Kimber screeched. I had pulled aside her shorts to reveal her pink pussy lips and slid the vibrator several inches inside her rapidly. Now she was moving her hips up and down screeching more as I pushed it in and out and dialed up the vibrator level.
“You may cum now. Cum Kimber …. cum hard.” I pushed the vibrator deeper and began to slide it in and out rapidly. Kimbers hips bucked up and down in a vain attempt to follow the in out motions of the vibrator.
“Oh, oh … ohhhh . mmmmmmmmmMMMM ,” she moaned. I added one more twist to the vibrator by rotating it as I plunged in and out. She screamed and came hard, withering and bucking on the vibrator. Her head fell between her arms and she slumped. I dialed the vibrater mode down to low and left the vibrator deep in her pussy.
With the vibrator still going I reached into my pocket and pulled out a knife. Carefully I cut away her shorts until she was naked from the waist down. It was midday and getting hotter. Kimbers body was wet from exertion and the body oil I had covered her with from the massage. I pulled a water bottle from the pack and drank. When my thirst was quenched I offered her some which she gulped greedily. I poured the remainder of the bottle of water down her open shirt watching the water flow between her breasts. Effectively it became a wet t shirt.
I pulled the vibrator from her cunt and released the clips holding her ankles. Kimber watched while I turned her body to face away from the tree trunk and refastened each ring to the opposite branch. Now she was facing me her breasts still contained by the knot in the shirt. A few more quick slices of my knife and the knot feel free. Leaning over I took her one nipple in my mouth and began to suck. After a few minutes I switched to the other.
A few minutes later I stood back. She watched me as I removed all my clothes. My cock had been hard since the start of our games. I walked up to her and stood between her spread legs where I guided my cock across her pussy lips. Kimber arched her back and tried to mount me. When she failed she let out a frustrated wail. She lifted her head and tried pouting to coax me back. I laughed and stepped up pushing her body back on the fork in the tree. With no place to go, her legs opened wide and her arms above her head she was totally available to my hard cock. I guided it to her pussy again but this time leaned forward and drove it deep between her legs.
“ Uhhhmmmm ,” was the response. Slowly I began pumping in and out. We both looked down and watched my white cock sliding in and out of her dark pussy. I leaned forward and grabbed both tits cupping them in my hands while I continued to thrust in and out. At the height of my strokes Kimber’s feet would lift off the ground impaling her weight on my cock. I could feel her pussy grip tighten each time I pulled back as she tried to hold me inside.
“Now it’s my turn to cum Kimber . My turn to fill you. Do you want it now? Do you want my cum ?”
“Huh, huhhhh ” she groaned.
“You can talk now,” I replied. I began to thrust in and out faster and harder pushing her back into the tree with each thrust. “Do you want my cum ? ”
“ Yessssss ,” Kimber wailed. “Fuck me please sir. Fill me with your cu… ARRGHHHH”. Kimbers voice broke into a wail as my cock began to unload in her belly. Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed inside her and I finally pinned her to the tree with my cock as deep in her as I could reach. We held together shaking and shivering as my cock unloaded. I reached over her head with my knife and cut the rope. Her hands fell down over my shoulders and she kissed me over and over until my cock slipped out.
I released her legs and gave her some spare clothes I had packed. Then I got dressed myself. From my pocket I pulled the remote control and hit another button. Lights went off.
“Sir, what is that for?” Kimber asked. I smiled and told her to pack all the ropes and restraints. While she packed I retrieved the four camera’s I had hid at different angles nearby. Finally I reached up and retrieved the microphone hidden just above the ring on the tree.
Kimber looked at me but said nothing. I promised she would get the first look at the finished product.
***
A week later Kimber and I sat and watched the edited product. After that we fucked like animals. A week after that Kimber was transferred to our west coast office. I called her up yesterday and gave her a list of items and clothes she needed to buy before I flew in to visit for the weekend. In the meantime I still can watch the video.
