Servicing the Client – Again

Servicing the Client – Again

My name is Jake, and I’m 58, twice divorced and a very successful stockbroker in Scottsdale, Arizona. I have dated and bedded my share of lovely ladies over the years and at 5’10” and 175 pounds, I am not too bad to look at, so I am told. I try to make it a point to never get involved with anyone from work or with married women or with clients, and I try to not date anyone younger than 35. They are just too…incompatible.

I discovered long ago that I am a Dom, and I like to control my partner, but I’m not into inflicting pain or using force…only control. I especially like to control a sexually submissive woman into as complete an orgasm (or in some cases, multiple orgasms) as I can. I broke two of my rules, a while back, but it wasn’t really my fault (grin). Susan and her husband are “clients”, due to the fact that I had inherited their account from another broker who left the firm. It wasn’t a large or particularly active account, but I had simply followed up with a routine phone call to see if they needed anything for the account. I wound up talking to Susan, who was very pleasant, and things would have stopped right there, except that she called me the following afternoon and engaged me in a personal conversation and asked a lot of questions. She also told me that I had a “very sexy” voice, and asked what I was going to do later. I was going out to happy hour, and in response to her questioning, told her where and when. Much to my surprise, she showed up, uninvited, and turned out to be a drop dead gorgeous redhead, 38 who was 5’5” and about 125 pounds with a gorgeous ass and lovely green eyes. One thing led to another, and we wound up at my place and had an incredible sexual experience.

Susan had lovely firm breasts, but with a difference. Though her areolas were normal sized, pink and around the size of a half dollar, her nipples were almost an inch in length, and stood straight out. She even wore a special bra with cutouts at the tips, so her nipples could be free. She told me that was much more comfortable for her. Her clitoris was also quite large; the largest, in fact, that I have ever seen, in person. Almost two inches long, and as big around as my little finger, it lay along the top of her slit like a large pink earthworm, and was extremely sensitive.

After our incredible night together, I wasn’t sure I would ever see her again, but I had hardly settled at my desk early the next morning when my phone rang. It was Susan, and her voice was still husky from sleep. She told me she couldn’t help thinking about “it”, or me, and just had to hear my voice. I asked her where she was, and she told me she was still in bed. She also volunteered that she slept nude, and giggled when she told me. The visual that created for me caused my cock to jump. I looked up from my desk and since it was early morning, things were quiet in the office. I had a private office, with the entire front portion glass windows and doors, unless I lowered the blinds, which I NEVER do unless it is a really important, private meeting. But I asked Susan to hold for a moment and got up and closed the door. No one would disturb me with the door closed unless they knocked, first.

Returning to the phone, I asked Susan to describe her bedroom, her bed, the furniture and was mentally picturing it all in my mind. She had a king sized bed with a two shelf bookcase at the head and lots of pillows. I told her to turn so her feet were toward the headboard, and to scoot down so she could put her feet up on the headboard, about two feet apart, just as though she was in the stirrups in the doctor’s office for an exam. I had her place a pillow under her ass and instructed her to start making slow circles with her fingertips around her belly button.

I could picture the entire thing in my mind, and when I heard her breathing increase very slightly, I instructed her to let her fingers begin to circle just the base of her left breast, but NOT to touch the nipple.