Seducing The CEO

Seed of Seduction

Chapter 3 - Seed of Seduction

The time was 4:30 when I arrived home. Surprisingly but thankfully, Ben wasn't in the house and the slice of pizza I had kept in the fridge was still there and still whole. I kept Leandro's suit on top of the long sofa in the living room and hurried into the bedroom to lie down and think about how miserable my life felt.

I've never been an insensitive person, I knew that there were people out there who had it way worse than I did but in my defence, it always hurt on a whole different level when you can't get what you want. Especially if it's a person.

Leandro never really noticed me, he would reply to my greetings and send me on errands even have small business talks with me but I was still invisible to him. He would walk past me without even looking and whenever he did there was no reaction or show of emotion on his face - he just didn't care.

It wasn't me, I think. Because he didn't look at the other women in the headquarters too. Indira was really beautiful, she's probably the prettiest in the whole building but I've never seen him even acknowledge her not to talk about having an actual conversation. I assumed it was a result of excessiveness. Maybe he's so used to having a lot of women that he doesn't really bother at that point. That was my theory.

Did it stop me? No.

Even if Leandro didn't love me at the end of all of it, I was still going to obsess and daydream about him. I was still going to touch myself with thoughts of him in my head just as I was doing at that moment. One hand pulling my panties to the side and another sticking its fingers in my insides. I moaned softly as I continued to stroke into myself, I felt my n*****s harden, my c******s began to throb and then suddenly I stopped.

Fuck, I thought.

I needed something, a stimulator - something to spike my imagination up a bit. I lay there on the bed, staring at the ceiling as the idea suddenly popped into my head. So I quickly got on my feet and hurried into the living room. Leandro's grey suit was still lying on the sofa staring at me as I stared back at it. It was almost like it knew what I wanted it for and it didn't like it.

I looked at the clock and sighed exhaustingly, the time was 5:15. Jeffery's laundry was going to close in an hour and thirty so I had enough time.

“I'm sorry boy,” I said to the suit as I picked it up, “But I need to borrow you for a second.”

I hurried back into my bed as the idea of it began to overexcite me. I quickly took out the transparent wrapping on it then sunk my nose into its collar and sniffed.

Oh my God, I loudly thought. That was him, that was Leandro on my bed and I could perfectly imagine it. His fingers were my fingers caressing the surface of my sheath, his hands were my hands rubbing softly on my breasts as I moaned with all the pleasure in the world. I felt him increase pace as I increased pace and stroke his fingers inside of me faster. When I took my fingers out, he took his fingers out and when I put it back in, he did the same.

I sniffed harder on the suit and my imagination became even stronger. I saw him smile on top of me, one hand on my perky breasts, pinching and fondling with my n*****s while the other had his fingers inside of my sheath, ruthlessly clobbering inside of me. I used my thumb to gentle my throbbing c******s and he did the same. He was perfect.

Suddenly, my legs began to shake, my heart pounded harder and harder, I felt the s****l tension start to release and my muscles began to contract as I kept fingering myself and rubbing on my c******s. I moaned loudly in tremendous pleasure as I felt it all release inside me.

I began to moan his name in my thoughts as my toes curled and my legs vibrated even as I tried to keep them still. Then after it was all done, a feeling of warmth rushed through me, I felt my legs calm down and my muscles slowly relax. My heart rate slowed down and my breathing cautiously returned to normal.

Oh my God, I kept thinking as I caught my breath, Oh my God. I hugged tightly on the suit like I was thanking him for giving me one of my most strongest orgasms. I squeezed tighter on the poor clothing and smiled to myself, nothing else made me feel that way - nothing else but the thought of Leandro de la Vega making love to me. On my bed, on his bed, on a random couch, table, floor - wherever, as long as he was the one doing it with me. . . doing it to me.

I turned my head to check the clock on the wall and it told me the time was 5:56.

A fifteen minute sleep won't hurt, I thought to my self as I rolled over on my sides. I took the suit and placed it in between my legs, perfectly so that it was just rubbing on the surface of my sheath. It was wonderful.

I closed my eyes as I moved my thighs softly on the fabric of the tux, it was a bit itchy but still worth it. I gave a deep sigh of relief and slept with a wide smile on my face.

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The loud honking of cars out on the road was what woke me up. My eyes felt wobbly and the mattress was a little wet. I yawned, why did it seem so late at night? I only slept like fifteen minut—

My heart skipped when I noticed Leandro's suit still in between my legs.

Fuck, I thought, I gotta hurry.

And then I turned to look at the time on the clock and my heart completely jumped out of my chest, it was 8:37 and that meant Jeffery's Laundry would already have been closed.