replied,
“Right you are Mr. Grey, I know the
drill.”
Grey closed the door behind us, and with me
still in a state of physical excitement, he stood in front of me
and then unexpectedly leaned down and kissed me full on the lips
with his hands arriving on my hips. I felt his warm tongue enter my
mouth and he squeezed my body close to him, one of my back feet
raised itself off the ground, and although I was at first pensive,
I soon returned his passion and felt him overcome me. Just then, he
broke away from me, leaving me dizzy, and walked over to the window
staring out of it, seemingly deep in thought again. I wondered what
I had done wrong; had I not kissed him properly? Should I have been
more submissive? I felt slightly embarrassed. I was so
inexperienced at these things that it was all getting so confusing,
and my pussy was still aching and wondering what had been caressing
it. Grey turned to me suddenly, and looked like he had made his
mind up about something. Taking his jacket off and throwing it on
the desk, with his broad chest now showing through the linen
material of his shirt, he began to speak to me.
“Miss. James, please sit down.”
I sat in front of his desk, wondering what he
was going to say.
“Miss. James, firstly, I was very impressed
with you today, you exceeded my expectations.”
“Thank you Mr. Grey, but really, it was
nothing.”
“Nothing you say!? You Miss. James, are a
creative genius.”
“Oh Mr. Grey, I'm surely not.”
“You are if I say you are Miss. James, and I
should know, I've met a few.”
“If you say so Mr. Grey.” I said, feeling
self-conscious, and blushing.
“Elle, I want to confide something in you.
But you must promise this secret will never leave this room or your
luscious lips.”
I wondered what secret it could be, but more
than anything I was in awe of the man for knowing me so well
already that he knew I'd never betray a loved one's secret.
“Of course Mr. Grey, I'd never betray your
confidence.”
“Good Elle, this secret is only between you,
me and Morgan Freeman.”
“Morgan Freeman?”
“Never mind, I'll explain that part another
time. Do I have your solemn word that you'll never tell another
soul?”
I felt so honored, he was baring himself to
me, and later, I hoped he'd bare much more.
“Absolutely.” I said nodding firmly.
“OK, Elle James, the best way for me to
explain this, is to show you first.”
Grey started to unbutton his shirt, and I sat
there riveted. With each button being unclasped, I saw more and
more of his muscular chest, and then I saw his wash-boardroom abs.
His skin looked so perfect. He took his shirt completely off, and I
saw every detail of his torso, the way his shoulder muscles tapered
into his tricep muscles, that in turn merged with his bulging
biceps. He was all man, or so I thought at the time. Grey then took
his belt off slowly and hypnotically, while looking me in the eyes.
I wanted to touch myself or grab at my own tits, I starting to feel
so hot. Removing his trousers and then boxer shorts I thrilled at
the size of his erect cock. There he was, a muscular billionaire
standing in front of me naked, and I wanted him so bad, but was a
little perplexed,
“What is the secret Mr. Grey, that your cock
is so big and hard?” I asked, not really that disappointed.
“No Miss. James... this is.”
As he said that, from behind his back emerged
eight grey tentacles, four on each side, with them all moving
independently of each other.
“What the fuck!” I shouted, not quite
believing my own eyes.
“Do not be alarmed Elle.”
“What the hell are you?”
“What did you think was touching you in the
boardroom Elle?”
I thought back to it, and realized it was his
tentacles pleasuring me, and then I thought if just two tentacles
could do that to me, then what could eight do? I felt my legs open
and my desire for him increase as his many shades of grey tentacles
moved around him.
“I come from another
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