Forged and Polished: Chapter Seven

Four more days. I only have four more days left in forensics. Am I going to continue freaking out every single morning when I wake up? Probably. Maybe I just live in a state of absolute panic now. 

Today I feel like myself again and have time to get ready, so I'm going to play with Alex a little bit. My go-to super slim black jeans, a flowy, slightly sheer floral top and a deep v neckline, a bra that makes my boobs look insane, and blocky black heels to make my ass perky. I even have time to do my hair and makeup today. It's going to be a damn good day. The universe has decided it. 

Charlie and I drive to work with the windows down and music up loud. No one can kill my mood today. Everything is immaculate. 

I have some more emails and SOPs to write today, so it'll likely be an office day. I need to write down everything I talked through with Jim yesterday. I know he will forget in a week anyways. Charlie is already up in her window bed when I bring out my big headphones and plug them in. Gotta set the vibes. It's going to be a long day of writing. 

I'm in a particularly obnoxious mood today, so I go make a quick cup of coffee and swing by my favorite corner office. I saw Alex's car when I got here, so I'm sure he's doing his morning routine. He needs coffee more than I do, and I want to see if I can throw him off just a little bit. He needs a little taste of my skills. No one else has shown up yet anyways, so it's the perfect time to play. 

I straighten my back, put an easy smile on my face, and strut down to his office. On the twenty foot walk I slip into Queen. Thank god no one else is around. I'm sure you could read the change in my normal demeanor. Right now, I'm someone else nobody here besides Alex will ever encounter. 

I get to his office and precisely lean against the door frame in a way that makes sure he can't avoid me and what he's about to deal with.

"Good morning Alex." I draw out his name a second longer than normal, and by the way he looks up, he's noticed something's different. 

He stumbles. Lips parted, eyes wide, pupils dilated, and no words escaping his mouth. Perfect. Sometimes you don't even need to say much to captivate and control. In fact, the way you carry yourself is much more impactful. 

He takes longer than I expect to recalibrate and respond. 

"Fuck."

Oh, so he hasn't recalibrated. 

"Is that how you great your coworkers Alex? Seems rather unprofessional." I finish with a sip of coffee. Ball’s in his court. 

"Liz, wow, uhh, wow. You look amazing. Fuck."

Dude has no idea what do to with himself. Perfect. He's going to have a very long day. 

"You know, I expected better from the man who's handled depositions from opposing attorneys who want you to burn in hell. Is this how you always react when you're flustered? Or perhaps it's only when it's the woman you want to fuck."

He goes beat red now. If I had to guess, he's fighting the urge to walk over and close the door I'm standing in. He certainly looks more disheveled than he was Saturday night.

"Elizabeth, how the fuck am I supposed to respond now?"

"I thought you were excellent at compartmentalizing sweetie. I just wanted to stop by and say hi. I felt cute too, so whatcha think?" I spin on my heels and flip my hair. Gotta make sure the sparkle is there.

Silence. Perhaps not complete silence. I can hear him carefully breathing. I caught him off guard. Oh this man is going to be fun to break in. 

"Well I'm going to go back and work in my office for a while. I've got plenty to do, and I can't add you to that list yet." And with that, I spin back on my heels and walk towards my office. I hear him call my name. A quick thought that I should take it easy on him is squashed as soon as I reach my office. He wants to wait? Fine. We won't fuck yet. He made it clear in his texts last night that he can't be swayed to fuck before we aren't coworkers. He said nothing about bringing him to his knees in the meantime. 

I leave my door wide open and take up my place at my desk. I'm going to be here most of the day working on SOPs. I have a lot of writing to get done today, so it's the perfect opportunity to multitask. 

I put on my headphones and my domme playlist. Queen needs to set the mood. I'll keep my energy up all day with this music. Charlie has settled into her window bed for a long, warm sun nap, and I pull up my list of SOPs that need to get done. I open the first one and shoot Alex a teams message. 

Don't forget to check your text messages today. 

I send that message off and then grab my phone. This can't be on company networks. 

You made it clear last night that I cannot introduce you to my skills until this weekend. So today, you're going to learn what I am capable of with only my words. Good luck Alex. 

And with that, I start with my SOPs. I need to get my head on straight with the fast code switching from Queen to Liz, so it's a simple calibration procedure first. I hear my phone buzz, but I'm going to make him wait for a bit. 

I have a rough outline about half an hour later, so I pause to pick up my phone and see how Alex is doing. 

I may have miscalculated.

Oh Alex, honey, you really did. You see, today you meet your Queen. I'm going to make sure you're ready for me by the weekend. Perhaps "begging" more than "ready." 

The texting bubble pops up, but I put my phone down again. Patience is our lesson today. It is a key skill for any good little submissive anyways. We haven't laid out our terms yet, but I see the flicker behind his eyes. I know that look. He is loving the loss of control. 

I let another hour pass before I pick up the phone again. After all, we both do have work to do. 

I'm in way over my head. 

At that, I just have to chuckle. At least, he's smart enough to admit that. Now, it's time to turn up the heat a little bit. I want him squirming in his chair. 

Yes, you are. Remember, you can always tell me to back down.

Since you haven't told me to, I'm going to assume you're enjoying this as much as I am. Now, it's time to play.

Tell me Alex.... have you thought about what I could do right now?  

He's on it as soon as I hit send. 

Continue. 

Oh aren't we an eager one today. Ya know, I could just go back to writing, and ignore my phone. Perhaps you want what's in my head too much. 

Part of me wants to put my phone down and let him suffer with the "what if" of this conversation. Let his mind take over and consume him, but he doesn't let me sit with that thought for long. 

If you cut me off before even starting, that's just cruel. 

He may have a point, and we both know I will have too much fun. I set out this mood from the second I woke up anyways. 

Okay Alex. I'll tell you exactly what I wish I was doing right now... exactly what I would be doing if you didn't so desperately want to keep your job. 

Charlie steps in front of my face right then, so I pause to give her all the love. She comes first. Alex can stew in his eagerness. Chin rubs, belly rubs, booty scratches. She's really lovey today. Never one to forget she's the one in charge, she bites me when she's done and walks away. Back to Alex, I guess. 

Alex, I would be walking down this short hallway to your corner office right now. Nobody would really think much of it. We've talked many times before. I'd shut the door and walk straight over to you. I'm not shutting the blinds those. You need the light to watch what I can do. There's no time to waste. Not a second. 

Stepping around your desk, pushing your chair back just enough so I can sit on your desk in front of you. I've spent enough time in your office. I know exactly how everything fits in there. You would be stuck. Stuck to sit there and watch as I straddle my legs around yours. You're wholly and truly pinned now. 

God, I fucking wish I could walk down the hallway right now.  I know where this is going, but it also means I'm going to need a few minutes with a wand when I get home. 

Alex, you have no idea what's going to hit you. Mmm I would pull you in close, wrap my arms around your neck, and kiss you. Pull you in tight so you can't let your logical mind get the best of you. I know how badly you want this too. You've wanted to bend me over your desk for years. I always saw how you looked at me. I always knew you watched my ass when I bent over. I always felt your eyes on me.

So to help you give in to the fantasies you have held for years, I'd hold you right underneath me, keeping you pulled in tight, our tongues slowly building a battle for dominance while one of my hands runs down your chest until I reached your belt buckle. I can easily flick it open with one hand, the other buried in your hair. I'm not letting you move an inch. 

His little texting bubble pops up, and I worry I've gone too far. Maybe he's not okay with some virtual play at work. 

I'm greeted with six words. Nothing more. Nothing less. 

What the fuck Liz.

Keep going. 

Oh so it's game on then....

A second more and I've snaked my hand around your cock. You're already getting hard for me. I knew you were holding yourself right at the edge of losing control, but to already be getting hard, oh my, my, my, what an eager one. 

I run my hand up and down your length a few times. Taking in the new feelings I've dreamed about. I can feel you trying to lean in to feel more now. You probably don’t even realize your base instincts are in control now. Pulling away from you and pushing your chair back, I fall to my knees. 

There's just enough space for me to get settled and look up at you: completely flushed and dazed as expected. In one swift move, I have your cock out, and I bury you to the back of my throat. My eyes water in the most delicious way.

I look up from my precarious angle to see your eyes half closed and your mouth open. I slowly drag my mouth back up, running my tongue along the bottom ridge to see your reaction. I'm betting it's delicious. You probably taste clean and earthy and just a little bit salty. 

I know I don't have enough time to drag this out so I drop my eyes and focus on my skills. Twirling around your head and consuming you again and again. I hollow out my cheeks and soak you all the way in again and again. You've gotten extremely hard in only a minute. You really have wanted this for a long time. 

I have you completely under my control now. You're breathing a little too loudly and actually let a small gasp escape your lips, so I pop off of you silently to remind you that we have coworkers behind a very thin wall. I don't even give you a chance to respond before I'm sucking you down again. 

Another minute of work and I can tell you're close. Your flavor has changed. Your breathing is erratic. I plush you down until you hit the back of my throat and keep going. You let slip another gasp, but I allow it. You're on the very edge here. One swirl around you, two, a pump of my hand, and then you're cumming in hot spurts directly down my throat. 

I leave it there. Time to get more work done. After all, I do have an actual job to get done. Turning to my procedures, I bang out a second draft of the outline and begin another first draft both to wrap up some of my cannabis work. I worked on too many different projects. Now that I am wrapping them all up, my mind is spinning, jumping from topic to topic. 

I hear my phone buzz about an hour later, and it's Alex. 

Do you know how long it took me to be able to stand up and walk to the lab? What the fuck was that. You did not warn me. 

Oh Alex, but I did. You saw the attitude when I walked in. And you never asked me to stop. You always have the chance to stop. 

I hear him laugh from down the hallway. This man better not be complaining right now. 

I didn't ask you to stop because I didn't want you to but holy shit Liz. Now I desperately need your mouth. 

Stay desperate babe <3

I'd say that's mission accomplished. I refocus back to my procedures and finish out my day. I know how to walk this line. This is not the first time I've tormented someone while working. It was especially hard to not walk down the hallway and put my words into action, but soon enough, I will. 

<3

Chapter Eight