EroticReverie

Gabriel Gray

"Better?" Ally asks as she walks back into my office ten minutes later. 

"Jesus Christ." I sigh and close my eyes.

"What?! What's wrong with this?" She asks, standing there in in a white strapless romper. The elastic around the top of her breasts , keeps the loose fabric held up, the loose fabric that drapes right over her perfect pair of tits. The waist cinched with elastic too, and the little shorts part are loose, and just as short as those god damn pink overalls she had on before. 

"Dont you have....jeans or something?" I ask. 

"You want me to wear jeans? It's going to me ninety six degrees today!" She says and throws those hands on her hips and her tits jiggle a little at the movement. Fucking christ. 

Dont you own a bra or something?" I ask. 

"Milo and Otis will not be caged by the patriachy." She says. I look at her. 

"What? They wont. I have nice tits. Why would I wear a bra when they sit this pretty on their own?" She asks and throws her hands up in the air. "I know Victorias Secret, and it's making women pay forty bucks for a tit holster they need." 

"Tit holster?" I ask. 

"Yep." She says and then plops down in the chair in front of my desk. Those pretty sitting tits, bouncing from the come down. My dick twitches. I take a deep breath. 

"Glad to see your back to normal." I say.

"For now." She shrugs. and then crosses her arms, and then crosses her legs. 

"So." She says.

"So what?" I ask. 

She rolls her eyes. 

"So explain to me what the situation is here, with you and me and the girls." She says and dips her chin towards her chest.

Jesus fucking christ. 

"I don't know. I just know I enjoyed  what happened last night." I say and set down my pen and lean back like she is, and cross my arms and look at her. 

"Yeah, it was a good time." She says.

I cock my brow. 

"A good time?" I ask. 

" What do you want me to say? That I had the best orgasm of my life humping a mans leg like a horny puppy? " she asks. 

"The best orgasm of your life?" I ask. 

"Uh...yeah...it was pretty hot." she says and shrugs. 

"THAT was the BEST orgasm, you've ever had?" I ask again in disbelief.

"Jesus, yes Grandpa, clean your fucking ears, that's what I said." she says.

My hand twitches to smack her fucking ass for being such a smartass. Her eyes flick to the flex of my hand. I look down and straighten it out and place my fuckinghand flat on the desk and when I lift my eyes , she's smirking. 

"Is Daddy mad at me?" She pouts. 

"Stop that." I growl at her. 

She snickers and smirks. She wasnt going to make this easy.

"Are you mad Daddy?" she bats her lashes and then gives me a little pout and then grabs the side of the chair and turns in the seat and shows me her ass. 

"You wanna spank bad bad Ally?" she asks. 

"Put your fucking ass away. And knock it off Alessandra." I growl. 

I see the little flicker of delight in her eyes and the tiny lick of her lips as she sits back in her  seat, she rests her forearms on the arm of the chair and keeps her legs crossed.

"Fine. I'll be a good girl." She says and I growl. 

"Is this what you like?" I ask her. 

I see her ears turn pink a little. "what do you mean?" 

"You misbehaving and me correcting you. Is that what gets you off?" I ask her. She blinks, and become nervous now. Because she's been fliratatious before yesterday, testing the limits a little of what she could and couldnt say without crossing the line. 

"You call me Daddy, because you think I like it." I say.

"You DO. Don't LIE to ME." she says.

"Guilty. You make my dick stiff every single fucking time the word comes out of your mouth." I say bluntly.

Her brows raise and her eyes pop. 

"but I think you also say it, because YOU like it Alessandra." I say and then sit up, uncrossing my arms and resting my forearms on the desk and leaning over it a little as I sit and stare at her.

She fidgets slightly.

"Is that what you want from a man? A Daddy?" I ask. 

She shrugs. 

"Stand  up." I say quietly, but firmly. Letting the words rumble from my chest.

She blinks at me. She doesnt say no, doesnt shake her. 

I keep my eyes on her.

"Stand up." I say again, just the same. 

I watch her swallow, watch her hands grips the arms of the chair and my lips twitch as she pushes herself up out of the chair and stands. 

She smooth the shorts of the romper, fidgeting as she looks at the desk instead of at me. 

"Look at me." I say and her eyes obey immediately and I feel my lips pull slightly.

"now sit down." I say, my voice low. 

"You just told me to stan-"

"Sit down Alessandra." I cut her off. 

She huffs. Her lips purse as she scowls and narrows her eyes. Then she sits.

"Good girl." I say with a nod and her thighs rub together. Giving me my answer. But I ask her anyways.

"You enjoy being told what to do. And you enjoy being a good girl, and doing it." I say. 

She takes a deep breath and her thighs keeps clenching as she squirms slightly in her seat. 

"no...I...I dont like being told what to do....not usually....but....when you do it in that voice...i like it." she says and my dick goes hard.

"You give me that look, and then say it all...Daddy like....yes...okay...I like it." she says. 

I just look at her, my eyes falling up and down. God, what was I going to do with this girl? 

"It's your birthday in two days." I say. 

"It is." she shrugs. 

"What would you like to do for your birthday?" I ask. 

"Uhh, I dont know, I dont really go crazy about my birthday." She says with another shrug. Her foot bounces, and her ankle circles.

"Well you should. Good girls should be  celebrated." 

"fuck, knock that off unless you're going to put me on my knees." she says. 

"Is that where you'd like to be? On your knees?" I ask with a cock of my brow. 

"When you call me a good girl? Yes. My knees , my back, suspended by some crazy sex swing contraption like a free use fuck toy? im not picky." 

My dick throbs in my pants under the desk.

"You've got quite the fucking mouth on you." I say.

"Only one way to find out." She quips. 

"Get on your knees Alesandra." I say and she licks her lips.

"So is this what were doing, playing this game?" she asks. 

"You tell me. And if the answer is yes, you can answer by getting on those fucking knees." I say. 

she takes another breath. She smacks her hands on the ends of the arms of the chair and scoots her ass off the seat, and then is on her knees in front of the chair. I lean forward a little more and peer down at her. 

"Straighten your back." I say and watchher roll her shoulders in obedience and straighten herself up. 

"You slouch too much. I don't like it." I say. 

Her brows pinch. "Well I'm so sorry Daddy, but i -" 

I shake my head. Just ones. That's all I do. And she closes her mouth. 

My lips curve. and her brows pinch. 

"They sit even prettier when you don't slouch Alessandra." I say to her. she chews the corner of her lip and licks her lips as I drop my eyes to her breasts.

"You're doing a disservice to Milo and Otis with your poor posture." 

A small smile quirks at her lips when I call her tits by the names she's calls them. 

"Place your hands on your lap." I say. She lifts her hands and curls her fingers around one hand and places them in the top of her lap.

"That looks very cute. But I'd like them flat on your thighs." I say. 

She places her hands on her thighs, sliding them onto her thighs.

"Straighten that spine Alessandra." I say as she starts to slouch again.

she huffs and does as she's told. 

I look at her. 

"Sit there. Quietly." I say. 

She just blinks at me. Doesnt say a word. I nod and then slide my arms off the desk and then pick up my pen and look down at my papers. 

she lasts all of ten seconds before speaking.

"So ....just...sit here? You're not going to do anything?" She asks. 

"I see you misunderstood me, I told you to be quiet." I say without looking up. 

"No, I understood you perfectly fine , I just-"

"If you understood, then why do I hear you talking Alessandra?" I ask, trying to focus on the papers, but it's pointless, but I pretend to work anyways. 

"Okay, but how long am I going to be sitting here not talking? I get bored easy." she says. 

"You can get up and leave the office now." I say. "You can continue your work in the house." 

"But i-" 

"Get back to work please." I say. 

"Okay, ill shut up, god." she huffs and I fight the smirk pulling at my lips and she smacks her hands on her thighs and gives a huff.

"Straighten your fucking spine." I say.

"You're not even looking at me! You dont know if it's -"

I lift my eyes and her tits push up as she jerks her spine into place and shuts her mouth. 

I cock my brow. 

She gives me a look as if to say "what? Im doing what you asked me to!" 

"Pinch your nipples. I want them harder so I can see them better through your pretty  little outfit." I say and her jaw drops. 

I drop my pen when she hesitates. Her hands lift and she grab her nipples and pinches them through the white fabric hanging over them. I keep my eyes on hers and she lets out a tiny little sound that has precum leaking from my cock. 

"The only time you take your hands off your lap is to make sure my favorite set of tits, have hard little fucking nipples. Do you understand?" 

"fuck." she exhales and twists them as she nods.

"Answer me Alessandra." I grit my teeth. 

She nods. "yes." she breathes. 

"Yes what?" I lift a brow and she moans. 

"Yes Daddy" she answers.