PLAIN JANE

“You’re not attending the party dressed in that,” Xander Bradford said as he watched his secretary walk past him into the building. “Watch me,” Jane said. She strode majestically to the elevator in her long black heels. “You can’t tell me what to do, you don’t own me,” She fired back stepping into the elevator. She punched the buttons directing it to the top floor, crossing her arms and waited patiently for the elevator to close. No one was going to tell her what she should or not do. Especially not her boss, and most of all not this night. This night was very important to her, she was on a date and she won’t allow her shallow minded boss to get in her way. “I do!” He replied stopping the elevator door from closing. He slipped in and stood beside her. Her vanilla fragrance filled up the elevator and he took it in. Her sweet smell drove him insane at the same time aroused him in ways he couldn’t understand. Xander eyes wandered around her body, she looked so beautiful this night and he couldn’t stop looking at her. He couldn’t get his eyes off her black little dress. “What happened to his secretary?” he thought, “She never wore clothes like this”. Clothes that hugged tight to her body, that complimented her curves. The elevator was getting hotter by the seconds and he knew why. He adjusted his tie from his neck and took a deep breath. Meanwhile Jane stood still, her back laid on the elevator as she tried not to look at her handsome boss. She knew how sexy he looked in his custom made suits. They were always well fitted and made him look more attractive than he already was. Xander had enough, he was tired of playing cat and mouse with her. He wanted her right here, right now. Damn the consequences, he didn’t care about anything right now apart from ravaging his hot secretary’s body and kissing her lips forever. “You’re doing this to torture me aren’t you?” he barked at her. Xander couldn’t control his emotions anymore. She was driving him over the edge. He looked down at the transparent stocking that ran up her legs, just the sight him made him arouse or how she tied her hair back revealing her collarbones. She knew he had a thing for collarbones. Maybe this was her way of punishing him. “No Mr. Xander,” Jane teased “I thought you weren’t attracted to girls like me”. At this point, Xander knew she was just messing with him. How wouldn’t he be attracted to her. He wasn’t blind, he could perfectly see how sexy and beautiful she was looking with her red lipstick perfectly placed on her lips. The black stockings she wore showcased how long and slender her leg was. Any guy that didn’t find her attractive had to be gay. And he wasn’t......... He was just a man that was few seconds away from banging his secretary in an elevator. “No one is seeing you like this, you’re mine,” he roared like a hungry lion about to devour his prey. Turning toward Jane, he slightly pushed her against the elevator. He stood in front of her creating just a little space between them. Jane could feel the heat radiating from him. Xander traced her jaw with his fingers gently. He knew she deserved to be treated delicately just like a newly bloomed flower. To him, she was special, fragile, innocent and right now incredibly sexy. He never saw her like this before, maybe it was because she didn’t wasn’t wearing the plaids she normally wore to work or her huge thick glasses. But Jane didn’t want to be treated gently, at least not this night. Even though she tried to hide it, she wore that dress for him. The way she styled her hair, her perfectly placed makeup and the short dress she wore was all for him. She didn’t want him to see her as ‘plain’ anymore. She wanted him to see a new side of her. A wild side. A side that she herself didn’t know existed until she met him. Maybe that’s why she agreed to go on this date with a man she hardly knew. Maybe she was trying to make Xander want her. She was just trying to make him jealous. She leaned closer to him. Her eyes looked up at him in the most innocent yet seductive way possible. “How bad do you want me Alexander Bradford?” she whispered sensually with her lights slightly open. Xander loved the way she called his name. The way she spoke now was different from the Jane he knew. There was the seductive desire in her tone which ignited something inside him. He looked into her deep eyes, it was filled with passion. He could feel her breath quicken, her legs trailing up and down his lower body, her body aching for his touch. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. All the signs were visible in front of him and he wanted her to. He wanted her so badly he was afraid of what he might do to her. What he might do when he touched her. When he might do if he took her in his arms. ......Or maybe he was more afraid of what she might do to him, maybe he might fall in love with her and never want to leave her. He didn’t want to think of that, he wanted to bask in the present, in the now. And right now he knew he needed her touch. “I want you Jane Anderson,” Xander replied quietly as he kissed her soft delicate lips. Just as quickly as his lips touched hers, his left hand traveled down her neck, across her breasts and rested perfectly on her thigh while his right hand started unzipping her black dress. Placing her hand on the back of his neck, Jane pulled him closer to her and she responded back with enthusiasm. They stood there savouring each other lips, each other’s touch, each other’s presence. She took off his jacket and threw it to the elevator floor. She tilted her neck as he continued to suck on it. Oh the pleasure she felt as he did that, as he grabbed her waist so tight as if he was afraid to let it go. Jane could feel his groin pressing against her. She could feel how hard he was down there. Did she really turn him on that much. Was he really that eager to want to be with. His hands slowly undressed her, gently pulling the straps of her black dress from her shoulders. “What was happening,” Jane thought........ Everything was happening so fast. Her little black dress was laying underneath her. The only thing she had on was her black underwear and her transparent stocking. Xander took in the sight of her half-dressed. She was divine. Everything about her was beautiful. He couldn’t believe he didn’t see this side of her sooner. He didn’t want to think of another man touching her or kissing her. No, she was going to be his this night and no one else. To hell with her date for all he cared. Jane Anderson was his, and his alone. He cupped her face in his arms and kissed her intensely. He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her lips. He bent down and spread her legs open. He kissed her bare skin softly and walked his fingers up and down her thighs. A moan escaped her lips. “He must really know his way around women,” she thought. But Jane wasn’t the type of woman to do this..... She wasn’t the type of woman to engage in something risky, something wild. Her adrenaline was pumping as he pulled down her stocking. Was she about to have s*x in the elevator; with her boss?.......