Day Off

When I arrived at work I couldn’t help but admire my design. The paint should be dry by now. And they should be moving the furniture in the afternoon. But when I arrived at my desk my phone rang. A text message. “You have the day off today. Your project is already ahead of everyone else’s. I also suspect you are sore today after last night. So there will be a driver arriving in 10 minutes to take you to a spa to relax. I wish I could spend the day with you, but business waits on no one. I will be there to collect you after you appointment though. See you this afternoon ~A”.

Why does he know that my body is aching and is screaming in protest at every move I make? Is it because I painted yesterday? Probably so. I make my way down to the front doors and wait on the driver. He takes me to a high end spa. When I walk in they treat me like I’ve always been a member. They have a full day of treatments planned. I don’t know how this is going to go, but hey, it’s free right?

When I was about to get a massage, the lady stated the oil is going to sting my shoulder for a little bit. I asked her if it was normal for the oil to do that. She said no, but when it comes to broken skin it can’t be helped. “Broken skin? What do you mean by broken skin?” I asked. As she was massaging me, she said “well miss Blackwood, you have a deep bite mark. Not enough to draw blood, but enough that your skin broke. But don’t worry. The oil will heal it up in no time”. It took me a good 10 minutes to fully understand what she was telling me. I had a bite mark, on my shoulder, and where I was bitten in my dream. It…it was a dream wasn’t it? Couldn’t possibly have happened right? But my denial faded as I settled into my body more. I could feel the difference from now compared to yesterday. I did, in fact, have sex with my boss. He had come into my apartment at night. He was in my bed. And he…he made love to me. Right? That’s what it was, wasn’t it? Although I don’t feel like I love him yet, and I doubt he loves me, but he did take care of me like a man is supposed to when a woman loses her virginity. And he’s taking care of me today. So it’s not like…like he is discarding me. Not like he’s using me. I…I hope.

With those last thoughts, I decided to not worry about it. Just focus on relaxing my body and my mind. I tune out everything except my breathing and the feeling of the hands pressed into my skin. Today was going to be a long, peaceful day. And I damn sure needed it.

It was 4pm and I was laying in the sauna with my eyes closed. The heat relaxing the pain deep within my core. They said not to drift off to sleep, but I couldn’t help it. I know I wasn’t out for very long when a pair of large hands touched my face. I jumped and sat straight up, bumping heads with that person. “Owe little one, I didn’t know you were so skittish and easily shareable. You weren’t like that last night. Are you okay?” He said as he looked into my eyes with worry.

I looked down at my fingers and began pinching the inside of my thighs rather than make eye contact with this man before me. “I…I’m okay. The spa has helped me today. Although, I didn’t realize the dream I had last night was real until the masseuse said my bite mark would sting from the oil…” He looked at me with concern and had me turn to show him my back. “It’ll be alright. It will heal up in no time at all. A week max. Promise”. I looked deep into his eyes. “Atlas…I…did you know?”. He looked at me with a confused expression on his face. “Did I know what Allie?” “That I…that I was a virgin” I said. And he stood straight up then. Fists clenching at his sides.

“No. I didn’t. But you are very small you know. So I…I wanted to take care of you. But I…I do apologize for taking that away from you” he said. I stood up and walked around him to face him. “You, you didn’t take that choice away from me. I gave it freely. I’ve been…I’ve been dreaming about you for a few days now. And I thought that it was one of those dreams. It was perfect”. He was still looking away at the wall of the sauna. “Look at me Atlas” I said as I touched his face. His eyes jolted to look at me as soon as my hand touched his cheek. “You gave me something I’ve been waiting for my whole life. And you don’t need to feel sorry for giving me that experience. Let me…let me do something for you. I want…”

“You don’t know what your asking for Calliope” he said. Looking my into my eyes. “I may be inexperienced Atlas, but I know what I want” I said as I dropped my towel and started to remove his from his waist. I made one last look of determination before I looked down and took in his size. That…that monsterous thing was inside me last night? Damn. It wasn’t super thick, but it was long. And it was hard. Just for me. I looked back up at him as I dropped to my knees. I took both hands and gripped him, not too hard, but with a decent amount of pressure. He had closed his eyes as I began to work his member. Slow. Teasingly. And then I leaned forward and licked the soft head. It was like velvet. I tasted the precum on my tongue and wanted more.

I opened my mouth after one last long lick up his entire length, wrapping my lips around the most delicate part of him. And I licked the slit. Swirling my tongue all around him. Getting ready for the moment that I knew would take things too far. I released my lips just enough, had my tongue pressing into him, and took him all in my mouth. Or at least as far as I could go, making sure that I swirled my tongue all around him in a circle to the best of my ability. A deep moan erupted from his chest. He placed his hands on my head, playing with my hair. He then looked at me with those piercing blue eyes of his. And I started bobbing my head, taking him, releasing him, and taking him again. I started sucking my cheeks together and releasing the pressure as I continued my motions.

His hands started to grip the hair on my head. He was panting. Sweat rolling down his face, his abs, as he let me taste him. I started to feel him twitch. His breathing became rapid. “Little one, I’m close. Prepare yourself” he said. And then suddenly he slams himself deep into my throat, pinning my head there with his hands. I’m gagging at the sensation. His cum spilling deep into my throat. I can’t move. “Swallow my seed Calliope. Drink every last drop. My essence is a gift. And you’re the only one I’ve chosen to give this part of me to” he said as he grinded into my mouth. With tears brimming my eyes and rolling down my cheeks, I swallowed. Multiple times. Still pinning me to him, he released one hand from my head and wiped my tears. “You are beautiful Calliope. And you are mine. Do well to remember that” he said. And he let me go.

I was so tired after that experience. I was still needing on the ground when I started to drift to sleep. I barely remember being swept up off my feet and carried out of the sauna.