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Writer's pictureDee Dickens

Mrs Cooper - part two

When we left off, Mrs Cooper had just eaten her treat before her dinner. What will she get up to next?


The following day was Friday, and Katherine announced that she'd be working from home.


She set up her laptop on the coffee table in her 'reading nook' and tapped away whilst I got on with cleaning and laundry. It was a bit awkward having her there during the day, to be honest, and I didn't think anything would happen whilst she was working, but around 10.30am she called me in from the kitchen.


I walked in to find her sitting on the sofa wearing a silk blouse and an 8 inch black strap on.


It was the first time I'd really seen any of her body: creamy smooth legs, the shock of the black against her pale skin. She cocked her head to one side and smiled up at me.


'Come sit' she patted the sofa next to her. I composed myself just enough to do as I was told. 'I need your help with this meeting' she said.


She was grinning wickedly, her eyes shining and spots of blush blooming on her cheeks. I'd never seen her so excited.


'Meeting?' I asked. She nodded at the laptop on the low coffee table, which was set up to the Zoom 'the host will let you in soon' screen.


'I…what?...'


'We won't be on screen, don't worry. But we will have sound. So you'll have to be very…very quiet.'


I just stared at her, my eyebrows somewhere past my hairline. She looked slightly panicked.


'But we don't have to if you don't want to, of course. I just think it would be…empowering. These meetings are full of rich old men who all think they have the biggest dicks when really…I do'. I glanced down to confirm that she did, and she giggled. I nodded slowly and Katherine clapped her hands together with joy. Her excitement was infectious. And I was starting to come to the realisation that…I was gonna get fucked. Really, thoroughly, spectacularly fucked by the most gorgeous woman in London.


'Take your skirt and shoes off and kneel down on the carpet. Face away from me.'


I got the picture and did as I was told. I took a throw cushion with me to bury my face in when I needed to. Just as I did, the laptop crackled into life and an extremely posh voice boomed across the room. I heard Katherine adjust her laptop screen to make sure my arse wasn't visible.


'Morning, Brian…' she said with infinite weariness.


'Oh, its actually Bernard' the voice replied.


'That's nice' said Katherine and I stifled a laugh.


More people joined the call, and after a moment Katherine reached out and started stroking me, whilst keeping up an effortless patter with her colleagues. She caressed my pussy in rough strokes, with occasional little slaps which made me squirm. Her hand moved to my opening which she circled with her long slender forefinger, before slipping it inside me. I dipped my head to bite the cushion. Her colleagues wanted to see last month's minutes, so she bought them up with her left hand, whilst she stroked my g-spot and clit with her right. It was amazing, but I desperately wanted her cock inside me. She cleared her throat slightly and told her colleagues she was having Internet issues and would be turning her camera off. I knew what that meant, and all my muscles contracted around her fingers in anticipation. I let out the slightest gasp. She removed her fingers and leaned over me, her chest pressed to my back.


'We're muted right now, but its going back on in a minute. If you make enough sound to trigger my microphone, I stop. Completely. Got it?'


I nodded. She grabbed my chin and twisted my face sideways.


'Say "Yes, Mrs Cooper"' she hissed in my ear.


'Yes, Mrs. Cooper'. I felt her whole body shudder


'Good. Quiet now'.


There was an agonising wait while she fiddled with her laptop. Then she ran a hand over me and used my juices to lubricate the strap on. She placed rubber the tip of her cock against me, placing a firm hand on my hip, and slipped inside, slowly but steadily, so I could take it all in. I leaned into the pillow and exhaled as slowly as I could.


She started to roll her hips, slow and deep at first- I could feel the heat of her cunt and the wetness on her thighs when she buried her cock deep inside me- and then faster and filthier. Katherine's breathing got slightly heavier and I could feel her excitement in the way she clawed at my hip. After a minute she reached round to stroke my clit too, the deep and dirty sensation of being fucked meeting the sweet and gentle sensation of being stroked; I buried my face deeper into the cushion, biting down hard. I lost myself in the rhythm and sensation, floating, sensing the orgasm building inevitably inside of me. I forgot myself and let out a single whimpering moan; immediately Katherine froze. No, no, no! I thought desperately. Katherine's head was turned, contemplating her laptop. I was so close, so drunk on it that I couldn't let it end.


I bucked my hips up, moving myself up and down the length of the cock as hard as I could. I felt Katherine's fingernails bite into my flesh in surprise. Pleasepleaseplease. She hesitated a second more, and then started rolling her hips again, pounding me. I slumped with relief. I didn't know whether I actually hadn't triggered the microphone, or if I had simply won.


The idea that I had, that I'd seduced her back, was intoxicating. After a few moments, as I was teetering on the brink, Katherine clicked her laptop lid shut, and said 'make that noise again'. I made all the noises I could think of.


Afterwards, I collapsed, shuddering, on to the carpet; Katherine covered me gently with a feather soft blanket, and went back to her meeting. I dozed on and off, listening to the drone of her colleagues and the sharp, clear sound of her voice, until she finally signed off and hung up. Then I sat up and leaned my cheek against her bare, sticky thigh and smiled up at her. That was definitely against the rules, but she looked down at me indulgently, stroking my hair, her eyes soft and sexy. I leaned forward and sucked the very tip of the still wet strap on, tasting myself on it.


'You're such a brat.'



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