The Mistress

The dimly lit room, filled with our moans and groans of pleasure. Little droplets of sweat rolled down our naked bodies. While my thighs and lower back burned, and my br***ts bounced as I went up and down on him, using my hands to occasionally support my self as I placed them on his washboard abs. Flipping my blonde hair to the right and exposing more of my slender, hickey stamped, neck as I continued with the motion, I longed to believe that I was a sight to behold as the man beneath me gazed at me with dark, lust filled eyes. I longed to believe that this man will see me for all I was offering myself to be. His. We have been at it for minutes. No, perhaps it was hours? Once we started, switching from the car, to the living room and to the bedroom, switching from position to position, all that would come to an end once we reached climax. Grabbing onto my thighs and squeezing them, I watched as all the muscles in his body flexed. With him holding onto me, I could feel something down below writhe, accompanied with an indescribable pleasure, and I watched as finally, the man underneath me relaxed, letting go of my thighs, as he panted slowly, both of us catching our breaths. We had been doing this for as long as I could remember, yet each time, I felt immense joy, to be able to bring satisfaction to him. I ran my fingers through my hair, staring into his blue, now cleared eyes as a smile slowly crept it's way across my face. "How was it?" I whispered, running one hand up and down his abdomen. His signature smirk, tilted to the right, as it would signify his easiness at the fact that he had control of the situation followed by a glint in his eyes, he caught hold of my hand, while he propped himself up with the other elbow. "Now, now Olivia don't tempt me once more," he said in a husky tone. One that made shivers run down my spine. "I would love to go through the whole night, but you know as much as I do, that we have not a minute more to waste. It's crucial that I attend this event or I might miss the chance to meet with Winston." "Alright Seb, you caught me," I chuckled, getting off him. "Is there anything else running in that thick head of yours if not work?" "You know me too well," he replied, sitting up. "Now, I will see you in an hour and a half's time. You know the drill." he stood up as he said that, being careful not to step on all the discarded latex by the bedside, and I watched as he, in all his naked glory, walked away, as if mocking me. "Bernard will escort you," Sebastian said before he disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me with nothing but my feelings, and the expectations I was supposed to fulfill. I shook my head to snap out of those thoughts as I crawled out of the bed. I fear that one day, I will be forced to face the reality that I have been denying myself for a long time. This unsettling feeling that came along with being alone, and the anxiety that I will never have my feelings reciprocated. "No! What am I doing?" I asked no one as I strapped on my bra and pulled on my panties. "I have to hurry, or I will be late for this charity event. Seb is going to be disappointed if I don't come on time," I chided myself as I donned my dress and coat, carried my purse and left his place in a hurry. Upon reaching the parking lot, the smell of my perfume, and the clicking of my heels across the cold tiled floor, announced my presence to none other than Bernard. Without looking up, the forty something old man opened the back door for me. "My apartment," I threw at him before entering the car. Followed by a "Yes ma'am," and an affirmative nod from him, Bernard closed the door before walking to the drivers seat. He started the car and soon enough, we zoomed off. On the way back to my place, thoughts about what to wear to said even filled my minds. I already had an idea what I would wear, yet I replayed it in my mind countlessly, to find any possible flaws. I am Sebastian's partner so I needed to loom perfect. The drive was quiet, and I liked that about Bernard. For the long time I knew him, he was always one to accept orders, and his thoughts, he never expressed them. Soon, we arrived at my place. Bernard opened the door for me, and I threw a 'Thank you' at him before going to the elevator. As I entered it, I pressed the button for the 31st floor and the elevator zoomed up. A few seconds later, it opened with a 'ding' and I came face to face with the person I hated so much that she knew my door's pass code. And right at that moment, she was pressing on the digits and when she turned her head and saw me, she grinned, like the crazy person she was. "Hey sis!" Madison waved at me. She was wearing a black, sleeveless jumper wihh a waist belt and her bob cut hair, was held by a clip on one side. "Oh my God!" I groaned. "What are doing shamelessly breaking into my place?" I asked her and right at that moment, the door made a 'click' sound indicating that she had put in the right pass code and that she was noelw free to enter. "Well you don't expect me to wait out here, do you?" Madison opened the door and walked right inside like she owned the place while I followed behind her as if I was the guest. "Wait until you hear the news. It's going to get your stomach in knots," Madison said as she slumped on the sofa, stretching her arms above her head and placing her legs on the sofa. "Oh I tell you, we should be living together, what a waste of money and space!" "Oh please, you know that you and I could never work. And shoes off my sofa," I said walking to my room. "And what is this dreadful news you have for me? I'm sure I can stomach it," I said, throwing my coat and purse on the bed. "Oh it's nothing!" Madison shouted, and I could hear my refrigerator being opened from the kitchen. "Just a family dinner. You know we haven't had one in ages and brother just came back, so..." "Ah! Just the cherry on top!" I shouted back "I mean, I'm sure mom will be thrilled to hear how you come back home smelling of s*x!" I heard Madison say just before I entered the shower. When I came out and it was dead silent, I knew Madison had already left. I hope she didn't make much of a mess though. I brought out the dress I had prepared and started to get dressed. Thirty minutes later, and I was ready to go.