Red Lace Christmas: A Taste Of Sin

SAFFRON

Please Rehnan! I want your cock.

"Are you sure you're ready to take my cock, Saff?

God, even the way he says my name almost makes me come.

Yes! I want it now.

He smiles wickedly and thrusts the third finger into my pussy making me gasp in pleasure. My body is shaking with need. As if that's not enough he goes on his knees and takes my clit into his mouth.

Sucking like his life depends on it. "Please..."

"Please what, Saff?"

"Saff! Saff! Saffron Jalil!"

Yes... yes sir. I stare at my boss with sweat pooling on my temple. This is the second time today I would be daydreaming about my boss and I on his table, his hands all over me and my pussy stretched before him for the ruining.

"Stay with me, will you"

The weight of his gaze and the sound of his voice making me jittery with need. His scent. Dark, manly and dangerous filling my lungs painfully and deliciously. I only wish that scent could wrap around me in the form of his body taking me from the back and owning me body, soul and spirit.

I try to remember what he said earlier and school my features.

"I'm... I'm so sorry sir"

"What's my schedule for today please?"

"You have a meeting in the next thirty minutes with Mr Konstantin, then lunch with miss Zara at one pm and you have to visit your grandfather at four pm in the evening"

"That's all for today?"

Damn his lips look so alluring, I wish I could draw it in between my teeth and kiss him silly, even his neck looks edible. I can already feel the drip between my legs.

Saffron!!

"Yes.. Yes sir. That's all for today"

"Do you need a break? You don't seem okay, you've been spacing out a lot lately".

"No I'm fine sir"

"Okay then, you can go, and please get me coffee. Thank you"

I practically run out of my boss's office. God, what is wrong with me today? I really need to get a hold of myself.

I walk back to his office with the coffee in hand and almost collide with my boss who suddenly rushes out with his phone in hand.

"Saffron, I need you to reschedule my meeting with Konstantin, tell him I'll see him by three pm instead"

"Uhmm, ok...ay sir".

I take a minute to admire my boss's office for the millionth time since I started working here last month. The manliness that speaks in every design and color.

I stalk towards my boss's chair and sit on it, his scent engulfing me and clouding my senses. I unbutton my white shirt and squeeze my breast through my bra, dragging my nail over my beaded nipple, my other hand disappearing into my skirt to rub my clit through my panties.

The scent of Mr Rhenan making me hornier by the minute. I thrust two fingers into my soaked pussy imagining it as Rhenans though I know his would be bigger but mine would have to do for now.

Yes Rhenan! Fill me up, stretch me out, use me I mumbled to no one in particular.

Fuck yes! Fuck me Rhenan! Harder!

I'm still grinding shamelessly on my boss's chair almost close to release when I hear a shocked and angry voice above me.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, girl?"

My eyes snapped open in fear and I could literally feel the cold water being poured on me. Shit, shit, shit. I'm definitely getting fired.

"M...m...mr Rehnan I'm so sorry, I..I..I was trying to..."

"You were trying to do what? Seduce me?"

"No..no..no sir"

"No?" He replied while looking at me with a look I can't decipher. Before saying words that made me so embarrassed I almost cried.

"You think I don't notice your overly short skirts and dresses? your tight shirts that barely hold your titties? How you always intentionally push your titties in my face? You think I don't see all that?. Do you want me so much that you now masturbate with me all over your head?.

"Sir I'm so sorry, I just.."

I swallow hard when Rehnan suddenly walks up to me and grabs my throat. He squeezes hard and turns me around so quickly I gasp when my chest hits the table and he pulls my skirt up exposing my ass.

I'm still wondering what's going on when his palm suddenly connects with my ass cheeks. Hard.

Well guess what little slut, you've been messing with my head too. For months you've been messing with me. Flaunting your curves and full titties all around like a cheap little slut. Like my cheap little slut.

I moan without even knowing it.

I tried to stay away cause I'm sixteen years older than you are. Because I didn't want to ruin you for the other young fools you are probably seeing.

I open my mouth to tell him I'm not seeing or dating any one but he shuts me up with his next statement.

But since you're offering yourself to me on a gold platter. I can only take advantage of the situation. He palms my ass then trace the crack between my ass cheeks to my inner thigh earning him another moan.

"You have to be quiet baby, can you do that for me"?

"Hmmm...." I mumble in pleasure

"I can't hear you"

"Y..e...es. I can"

"Good girl"

He continues to torture me with his fingers in between my thighs.

"This is what you want, isn't it slut? You want to be my little slut don't you?"

I nod frantically while squirming in pleasure

"You'd have to say the words if you want to get any rewards you filthy whore"

"Yes, yes I want to be your little slut. Please fuck me, please"

"That's my good girl"

The praise makes me whimper in pleasure while rubbing my thighs together for friction.

His palm connects with my ass cheek again and again and I moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure, his hands feel even better than my imaginations.

"Please, Please Rehnan. I want..."

"What do you want Rehnan to do for you?" he whispers slowly against my ear and a shiver immediately runs down my spine, my pussy getting wetter and ready for him to take me.

"I..I want to taste you, I want you to fuck my mouth like a slut. Please"

Since you ask so nicely....

He stays silent like he's thinking about it.

I'll leave you to impress me then.

He releases me and sits on his chair like the king that he is, waiting to be pleased by a peasant.

I smile cause I know in no time he'd realize who controls whom once he's at my mercy.

RHENAN

I suck in a breath the moment Saffron slinks slowly to her knees before me, pushing me deeper into my chair. Her eyes are so seductive I can't bring myself to look away for a minute.

She starts to unbuckle my belt while slowly yet mischievously tracing her fingers on my cock through my pants causing it to stiffen even more. I lift my hips to help her lower my pants and she kisses the head of my cock through my boxer briefs.

"Fuck" I hiss, once her hand slips into my boxer briefs to grab my already leaking cock. She pulls it out and kisses it again sensually making me growl in pleasure.

Saffron smiles against my cock. The little shit fucking smiles and I'm so proud of her.

"Are you going to keep looking at it all day or do you actually plan on doing something with it".

"You would keep quiet and let me take care of my problem Rehnan"

Oops I never knew my little whore had this side to her.

I'm still looking at the beautiful woman before me when she suddenly spits into her hands and grab my cock drawing her hands over it from top to bottom slowly.

"Shit that feels so good baby. Do it again"

She does it again twice before tracing her tongue slowly on the slit on my cock, the feeling making my blood heat with need. The way she continues to flicks her tongue over it almost make me unhinged. The sound coming from my throat, unrecognizable.

"You have to be quiet, Rehnan" she says with a coy smile, still teasing me earning her a gasp from me. "Can you promise me that"

Oh, the cocky little shit

"You better be careful" I reply in warning.

She slides her tongue lower taking my full cock in her mouth.

"Careful?"

"Yes careful or I'll fuck your mouth so hard you won't be using it again without remembering me".

"Hmmmm..."

The vibrations go straight to areas I never imagined.

"You can". She says and wraps her mouth around my cock while sucking hard before releasing it with a loud pop. "If you want".

Fuck, the little shit is making me loose control and I don't know how long I can manage to keep myself in check.

"You'll have to open your mouth wider for me then"

"Okay daddy"

That sent a jolt up my cock immediately.

Still looking at me intently, Saffron opens her mouth wide, bringing out her tongue and patiently waiting for me to take over.

The look from the damn woman almost makes me cum hard and I'm not ready for that yet. If I'm coming, then it'll be in her sweet little cunt.

She stays up straighter on her knees a bit, she then grabs me on my hip and at the base of my cock and slowly swallows my cock to the back of her throat causing her to gag. I expect her to relent but she doesn't. I feel her relax her throat and take me deeper. Damn this woman is perfect for me.

"Fuck, Saff " I growl. Just like that baby, keep going just like that.

I'm so proud of my good little girl.

She shivers at my praise and I just know that my little whore loves it when daddy praises her.

She releases my cock and takes my shaft in her mouth causing my stomach to clench hard and I know that if I don't stop her I'll come all over her face so I fist her hair and force her face up.

"You've had enough torturing me little shit. It's my turn now."

She still looks horny and dazed when I carry her and place her on my table. I push her skirts up above her waist. I draw her pant out

and slam it back against her pussy.

My little slut moans sweetly and I love the sound of it.

I urge her thighs to part wider for me as I settle in between.

"Wh...a..what are you doi.... Oh hmm"

I smile once my tongue glides in between her folds and tastes her. Damn she tastes and feels better than I imagined.

I do it again causing her thighs to tremble under my torture. I continue to tease her with my tongue until she's moaning frantically and incoherently.

I circle my tongue around her clit and suck hard. Making her fist my hair in pleasure. The pain from her nails on my scalp made me lap at her entrance even more. Damn I could spend the whole day sucking her clit and still not get enough of her taste because my little slut is so damn intoxicating.

I keep sucking on her now swollen cunt and my little shit is shamelessly grinding against my face while moaning so loudly I have to get up and kiss her mouth to shut her up. Her still dazed look making me more satisfied than I have ever felt with any other woman.

"Rehnan, please fuck me now. I want your cock to fill me up please".

"Is that what you really want you filthy little slut"

"Yes..yes..sirrrrrr"

She slurs seductively and enthusiastically causing my cock to rise in anticipation.

"Then this would have to go" I say as I rip her shirt open. She gasps while pushing her chest out to me.

Fuck, her breasts even look larger now without the shirt covering them up. I cup one of them in my hands through her black lace bra and my little whore hisses in pleasure.

"Fuck Rehnan".

I can't get enough of this woman. The way she says my name is making my blood boil.

I pull down her bra and take a look at the master piece before me. Her titties are huge, bigger than my palm even. Her pink buds contrasting with her porcelain white skin. Her dark hair making her look even better than a goddess.

I take one of her pink buds in my mouth, grazing it with my teeth and sucking on it. My little shit is arching her back so bad I feel sorry for her tiny little waist.

"Rehnan, please now."

I can't have my little princess begging me anymore. Without thinking, I slam my cock into her causing her to scream in pleasure.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck"

"You like that don't you, you little whore".

You...slam...like....slam...the...slam...feel...slam...of...slam...my...slam...cock...slam...in...slam...you...slam.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Harder Rehnan, harder!

I pull my cock out to the tip....

"No....oo

and thrust back deep into her.

"Oh God. Fuuuuuuck Yes! Oh yes! Yes! Mmmm. Oh my God I'm clo...ose"

Cum for me baby, cum for daddy you little whore.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

My little whore clenches around me and shatters. And I continue to drive into her until I feel my orgasm coming. I pull out my cock and watch my seed decorate her tiny little tummy.

Before I can think otherwise I tell her what's on my mind. I pick one of the spare shirts I always have ready in my office and pass it to her since I've ruined hers.

"Here, dress up and get out, you're fired"!

SAFFRON

"What?"

"You heard me, Saffron. You're fired."

Mr. Rehnan's tone was sharp, too sharp. "Dress up and get out. I want you off this premises immediately."

I froze, my mind blank. "I... I don't understand," I stammered, my throat tightening. "Why would you-"

He turned, his dark eyes like cold steel. "Do I need a reason to fire an employee I don't need anymore? It's my company. My decision. Now don't make me repeat myself, baby girl, dress up and get out."

Baby girl. The same name he whispered to me a few minutes ago.

The tears threaten to fall, but I refuse to let them win. I should be furious. God, I should scream, curse, throw something. But instead, I just feel hollow.

I'm the fool. The fool who mistook desire for something deeper. The fool who thought the way he just fucked me meant something had changed.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I gather myself and rearrange my skirt and hair in silence. His gaze burns into my back, but I don't look up. If I do, I'll break.

I dress quickly, every movement mechanical. The silence between us stretches like a blade. Finally, I rush out of his office. Out of the place where I've just lost everything.

Down the hallway, I slam my office door shut and collapse into my chair. The tears come hot and wild now.

I worked so hard for this. I clawed my way into SINS SOLUTIONS, the biggest and highest paying tech firm in New York and now all my hard work is gone.

All because I couldn't resist him.

My trembling hands pack up my few things. The little plant, my coffee mug, the framed picture of my family. I clutch the box like it's the last piece of me left intact.

Dejected, I walk out of the building into the chill November air. The city doesn't stop for heartbreak. People rush past, phones in hand, lives moving on, while mine feels like it's ending.

I stop at Nana Abuelita's Coffee & Snacks, drawn by the warm smell of pastries and comfort.

"Mija," Nana calls the moment she sees me, her eyes narrowing with concern. "Why do you look so downcast? Don't tell me it's boy trouble."

At her words, my tears spill again, uninvited.

"Oh, princess," she sighs, bustling around the counter. "Don't let those fools break your spirit. He's the fool for not seeing how precious you are."

"Nana..." I sniff. "It's not just about the man. It's my job. I don't even know what to do anymore. That job was everything. I doubt I'll ever find something like it again."

"Now don't say that nonsense, mija," she scolds, setting down a warm plate of croissants. "Eat. Breathe. And remember that when one door closes, another opens. You never know what good might come next."

She pats my cheek with her flour-dusted hand and saunters away, her skirt swishing like she's dancing through life.

Her warmth helps me a little. By the time I leave, belly full and heart slightly steadier, she refuses my money.

"On the house," she says. "For my brokenhearted girl. Tomorrow will be brighter."

If only she knew how impossible that sounded.

I get home, drop my things, and collapse on the bed and sleep takes me through tears.

Then suddenly BANG! BANG! BANG! goes my door.

I jolt awake. Someone's pounding on my door like the world's ending.

"Who is it?" I yell, voice raw.

The knocking doesn't stop. Annoyed, I storm to the door and yank it open

and freeze.

Mr. Rehnan.

"Wh... what are you doing here?" I gasp. "How did you even...how do you know where I live?" My voice trembles with anger and humiliation. "If this is about your stupid company, I didn't steal anything, so please leave."

He smirks slightly, that infuriating smirk that used to melt me. "Is my feisty little demon angry with me?"

My chest tightens, traitorous. That voice.

"Don't call me that," I snap. "I don't understand you, Mr. Rehnan, but please if you have no reason to be here, leave. I'm busy."

For a second, shock flickers across his perfect face maybe because I'm not begging, not broken.

"I do have a reason," he says, lowering his voice. "And we can only talk about it if you let me in. Don't you want to know why you were fired?"

I hesitate. Curiosity claws at me. "Fine," I mutter. "Come in."

As I turn, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. *Oh, God.* Puffy eyes. Red nose. Mascara smudged into a raccoon mask. I look like heartbreak personified.

Still, I straighten my spine and sit on the couch, chin lifted. He's seen me stripped bare already. What's left to lose?

He takes a deep breath. "Saffron Jalil... I'm here because I'd like to employ you for other reasons. That's why I had to fire you."

"What?". "Other reasons?"

He hands me a sleek folder. "Read it."

I unfold the document. My eyes widen. "Wait... you want me to spend the holidays with you as an escort? Are you out of your mind?"

"You won't be my escort, princess," he says quickly, drawing closer. "We'd both just... enjoy ourselves for twenty one days. You'll be paid a million dollars, plus a guaranteed job recommendation after."

"Please get out," I whisper, shaking. Then louder, "GET OUT! Do I look like a pimp to you? You think because you're rich you can just buy me? You think throwing a million dollars at me would suddenly make me jump at your offer?

"Oh my God, princess," he blurts, his voice cracking with desperation. "That's not what I meant! I didn't think it through. I was angry at myself for wanting you. I panicked."

"So your solution was to fire me?" I yell, tears welling again. "Do you even hear yourself? You think I would choose this over my job?"

He runs a hand through his hair, eyes wild. "I know! I know I screwed up, Saffron. I wanted you, and it terrified me. I thought firing you would make it easier. It was selfish of me. I'm so damn sorry."

I stare at him, disbelief flooding me. "You're unbelievable. That job was everything I had, and you played with it like it was nothing, you played with my life!."

His shoulders slump. "You're right. And I'll fix it. You'll get a call about your new job tomorrow. I'll make sure you're taken care of, whether you ever forgive me or not."

He turns to leave. For a moment, I almost call out. I almost tell him to stay. But I bite my lip until I taste blood.

The door closes softly behind him.

And I crumble all over again.

I've lost my job.

I've lost my boss.