Mike had always been good with his hands. From an early age he found his passion for decorating, helping his old man around the house, doing odd-jobs for neighbors, and when the time came to attend college he took the opportunity to learn as many trades as he could.

It wasn’t easy, but over the course of the next twenty years he had built a successful business, providing decorating and renovation services to people all over the country. His attention to detail, desire for perfection, and a professional work ethic had gained him a reputation for trustworthy reliable work amongst many of his clients.

One such client was Walter Brown, a multi-millionaire business man and, if the polls were to be believed, upcoming state senator. Mr Brown had employed Mike’s services numerous times, but this was probably the biggest project to date. A full refurbishment of the Brown’s country home.

Modern convenience with a rustic country setting is what they wanted, and Mike delivered as always. From the natural wooden ceiling beams, to the real oak furniture, off-white walls, and stone tiling; the house looked incredible. It had taken Mike nearly three months, but today was it, today he was finished.

Mr Brown had driven over personally to carry out a final inspection. He was what you may call a typical senator - middle-aged white man, short graying hair, expensive suit, and acting like there was never enough time in the day. Mike had met him many times in the past and although he wasn’t a fan of politics, Brown had always treat him right, Mike respected him for that.

However, Brown was not alone this day. With him he brought his daughter, Kate. She was a shy type, in her late teens/early twenties Mike guessed. Dressed in a baggy gray hooded top and black jeans, her long dark hair hiding most of her plain, yet pretty face, deep brown eyes fixed upon her phone as she followed silently in her father’s footsteps.

“You have done a marvelous job Mike, I’m very impressed” Mr Brown remarked as they toured the house.

“Thank you Walter, always happy to know I’ve met expectations.” Mike responded, “I’ve just got a bit of cleaning up to do upstairs and then I’ll be out of your hair., shouldn’t be too long, an hour at most.”

Walter shook his head and held up his hand, “That’s OK, you take what time you need, I’m due to be in a meeting later so I won’t be back until this evening. Just pop the key through the mail slot once you’re done.”

“Dad?” Kate said softly, “Is it alright if I stay here? I don’t want to spend another four hours sat in an empty meeting room like last time”.

Walter nodded and turned to Mike, “Fine by me if it’s fine by you Mike. She shouldn’t be any bother.”

Mike smiled, “Yeah no bother at all.”

Mr Brown patted Mike on the shoulder, kissed Kate on the forehead, got into his car and left. Mike watched him disappear from view along the winding driveway, closed the door and walked back into the main lounge.

Kate was laid out on the sofa, listening to music on her phone.

“I shouldn’t be too long, just packing some tools up and taking a shower then you’ll have the place to yourself” Mike said. Kate just looked up and nodded. Mike smiled and wandered upstairs to get the rest of his tools, leaving Kate to her own little world.

It took him about twenty minutes to get everything cleared away and loaded into the van. With that done he walked upstairs and into the master bathroom. This was probably the room Mike was most proud of - marble tiled walls, gold plated fixtures, large mirrors, and in the middle; a large walk-in shower surrounded by frosted glass partitions.

Mike stripped down, catching a glimpse of his slim but toned body in the mirror. His dark hair covered in dust and flecks of paint, the odd bruise on his arm and hip from a couple of mis-haps whilst getting the work done. He roughly stroked the stubble around his jaw and then entered the shower.

The water felt incredible, forceful and hot. He scrubbed away the dirt, grime and paint that had accumulated on him, the forest inspired fragrance of his soap filling his nostrils. He let the water fall onto his neck and shoulders, closing his eyes as it washed away the aches and pains. He felt good, rejuvenated and refreshed.

Click

Mike panicked, hearing the shower door open. He hastily wiped the water from his eyes and turned around, briefly pausing to allow his vision to correct itself amongst the steam that had accumulated in the room.

Kate stood before him, closing the shower door. She was completely naked, her porcelain skin on full show, her dark hair tumbling down onto her perky breasts. She looked at Mike with a fiery lustful gaze. Mike was paralyzed, thoughts running through his mind - what was she doing? what would her father think if he knew about this? What would happen to his reputation? His business?

Kate just stood there, looking him up and down with a playful smile on her face.

“Ka-“ Mike went to speak but she quickly placed her finger against his lips, requesting him to be silent. Kate moved closer towards him him, bringing her body up against his. Her skin was soft and smooth, providing no friction for the water as it glided down, caressing her curves.

Kate gazed into Mike’s eyes for a few seconds, brought her face close to his and inhaled deeply. She smiled and let out a deep breath from her mouth, her breath landing on Mike’s face as her sweet smelling perfume filling his nostrils - it was intoxicating.

“Not a word.” Kate said, very voice barely above a whisper but with an assertive commanding tone. She brought her face closer, removing her finger from Mike’s lips she gripped the back of his head and leaned in to kiss him.

It was soft and gentle at first, light pecks on the lips, but after a few second she got a bit more aggressive, forcing Mike’s lips apart with her tongue, and wildly exploring his mouth as she tightened her grip.

Mike placed his hand on her waist, he gently tried to push her away but she just tightened her grip more, becoming more vigorous with her kissing. Her other hand, pressed against Mike’s chest glided down his body, causing him to flinch as it tickled his navel.

Kate smiled beneath her kiss and moved her hand lower, gently stroking his manhood. She pulled away from his face briefly to see how aroused he was, her eyes lit up playfully as she smiled and continued to kiss him. Her hand gripped his shaft and she gave it a playful squeeze, Mike let out a muffled moan, Kate smiled again.

Slowly she started tugging, expertly working his foreskin back and forth rhythmically in her hand. Mike tried to move away slightly, feeling uneasy about the whole situation, but she wouldn’t let him, she forcefully stood her ground, keeping him right where she wanted. She was in charge, and Mike knew it.

She increased the tempo, stopping for a second every so often to allow the shower water to lubricate her grip. She kissed him more intensely, letting out the odd playful giggle and moan. Mike could feel his legs starting to shake, he was close to orgasm.

Kate pulled her face away just enough to stare into Mike’s eyes. She could feel him starting to quiver and it just made her more excited. Mike tried to look away, to close his eyes, but every time he did she’d squeeze him harder until he looked back at her. He positioned his hands either side of the cubicle, using the walls to support himself.

Then with an uncontrollable gasp Mike orgasmed. He ejaculated heavily onto Kate’s hand and leg, his legs feeling like jelly. Kate didn’t stop, with a playful look of glee on her face she kept working him until she was satisfied every drop of his semen had been milked from him, then wound down and let go.

Mike was struggling to keep upright, he could barely feel his legs as he stood there panting. He was caught between feelings of utter ecstasy and relief that it was over. Kate smiled again and kissed him on the cheek, whispering in his ear, “Good boy. Now get yourself cleaned up and join me in my bedroom, I’m not done with you yet.”

She abruptly turned and walked out of the shower door, briefly casting a backwards glance at Mike with a look that said it all - Mike didn’t have a choice.

He stopped to catch his breath for a minute then dried himself off. Wrapping the towel around his waist he walked across the hallway to Kate’s newly decorated room. In his head he went through ways in which he was going to put a stop to this, it was too risky.

“Kate, I-“ Mike entered the room and immediately lost his train of thought. The blinds were closed and the bedside lamp was on, illuminating Kate as she lay provocatively on the bed, black lacy lingerie covering her most intimate of areas, a dark red lipstick on her lips.

“Yes?” she asked, raising her eyebrows and staring at him.

“Er, I-I . .” Mike didn’t know what was happening to him. He had become flustered and could feel the blood rushing to his face. Kate smiled and extended her finger, beckoning him to come to to her. Mike hesitated,

“Drop the towel and come here now!” she commanded. Mike swallowed hard but did as she said. The towel fell to the floor much to Kate’s look of delight and he moved over to her, standing at the side of the bed. Kate never took her eyes off of his, Mike felt like he was hypnotized, unable to resist.

She got up onto her knees and brought herself closer to him once again. Placing her arms on his shoulders and linking her hands behind his head she leaned in and began kissing him once more. Mike gave in, placing his hands around her waist and gently squeezing her backside, feeling the delicate lace of her French knickers beneath his fingers.

Kate let herself fall to the side, dragging Mike onto the bed, still locked in their embrace. She reached around her back and took hold of his hand, moving it delicately around her hip and placing it beneath her underwear. She was so smooth, Mike ran his finger along her labia and Kate let out a little gasp of pleasure.

Once again she pulled away and looked at him. “Use your tongue, I want you to taste me.” She demanded. Mike did as he was told, making his way down her body, lightly kissing her flesh until he got between her legs. He slipped off her underwear and she spread her legs for him, opening the way.

She tasted divine, so sweet and yet so naughty at the same time. Mike began working his tongue on her, slowly at first, changing direction from horizontal to vertical until he could feel her clitoris firmly beneath it. He started to move around it, following it’s contours. Kate moaned pleasurably - she liked this, as Mike could tell from how wet his chin was starting to get.

This went on for a fair few minutes, Kate’s moans getting more intense as the time passed. Mike could feel her starting to writhe in pleasure, lifting her hips so he could get in deeper. She started to shake uncontrollably, but Mike did not stop, he did not dare, and he did not want to.

Kate grabbed his hair, holding his head firmly where it was, “Oh fuck!” she screamed as an intense orgasm dominated her body. Mike felt her squirt against his chin as he continued, he was not letting up until she wanted him to. Her legs closed up around his head as she continued her moans.

Without a word she suddenly got up, pushing Mike out of the way. He barely had time to get himself positioned on the bed properly before she pounced onto him. Pressing her body up against him she sat there, straddling his lap and kissing him with such intensity that Mike could barely breath.

She was panting heavily as she pulled away and giggled again, biting her lip playfully and gazing into Mike’s eyes as though trying to decide what to do to him next. She gently ran her fingernails up his back and teased him, bringing her lips within a hair’s width of his, not touching, but enough so Mike could taste her breath.

“Do you know what I want?” she whispered playfully, gyrating herself against him, feeling how hard he was. Mike just gazed at her and shrugged - words failed him. Kate smiled, his silence was all she needed, she knew she had him hooked.

“I want you to tell me that you want me.” She said sultry. Mike took a deep breath, he was flustered but he didn’t want this to end.

“I want you.” He answered, surrendering himself to her desires. Kate grinned, a look of decadent satisfaction on her face - he was hers!

“Then give yourself to me. Let me feel you inside me, give in to your desire.” She commanded, lifting herself just enough to insert Mike into her. She gasped happily as she felt it slide in, filling her warm crevice. Slowly she began working her hips, moving up and down Mike’s shaft as she pushed him flat on the bed, her hands against his chest, her eyes locked firmly on his.

She began going faster and harder until she was riding him like a bucking bronco. Her breath quick and heavy, full of pure excitement and satisfaction. She brought herself close to Mike’s face, breathing heavily amongst the occasional kiss, her hair falling all over him.

“That’s it, show me your desire!” she screamed, “Place your hands on me, worship me.” Mike placed his hands on her body, starting low on her stomach he worked his way up to her breasts, soft and supple beneath her lacy bra. He carefully placed his fingers beneath the straps, sliding them from her shoulders and gently pulling them down to expose her erect nipples. He stroked them intimately, bringing sheer pleasure to Kate’s face as she let out a huge moan “Yes! That’s it!”. Her body shuddered ad she threw her head back, closing her eyes and enjoying the pleasurable sensation that had just overcome her.

She wasn’t done yet though, there was something else she needed.

“Keep going” she remarked, still riding Mike. “Give yourself to me.” Mike did, ejaculating deep into Kate in an intense climax that brought a rush of overwhelming pleasure. Kate let out a joyful squeal, feeling everything that had just happened inside of her body as she continued “Give me everything, that’s it!” she said insatiably.

Once she was happy Mike was done she slowed down and became still. She sat there comfortably, Mike’s dick still deep within her. She gazed at Mike’s face, enjoying her place of dominance sat upon him, her face a picture of complete satisfaction.

After what seemed like an eternity to Mike, she moved herself off of him. Laying down next to him, her leg placed on-top of his, her breasts crushed against his chest. Mike just laid there, exhausted and happy, his body tingled and he felt light-headed.

Kate teased him some more, intensely staring into his eyes, leaning in for a kiss but then pulling away at the last second with a flirtatious giggle and smile. She ran the top of her nose up his neck and along his cheek, placing her forehead against his and breathing heavily onto his lips.

Her hands fondled and played with his manhood, she never stopped.

“You are mine now,” she whispered, “You have given yourself willingly, I am now your Goddess. You will obey my commands and pleasure me however I choose” She decreed. Mike remained silent, she was not wrong, Kate had him hooked and he enjoyed it.

She looked at him sternly for an answer, Mike nodded in obedience.

“You will never speak of this to anyone, understand?” she said seriously and sternly.

“Of course not, “ Mike replied, Kate gave him a look, the kind a parent would give a child for not using their manners. Mike realized what she wanted, “ . . my Goddess.”

Kate smiled, “Good boy” she whispered as she kissed him gently. She moved aside slightly and relaxed herself flat on the bed, she spread her arms and made herself comfy.

“Now, come fuck your Goddess!” she ordered with a stern look. Mike did not hesitate, he climbed on top of her body, positioning his arms beneath her shoulders. She reached down and quickly inserted him deep into her, grabbing onto his back as he began thrusting. Moaning with joy she screamed “Harder! Faster!”, Mike obliged, increasing his tempo and pushing himself as far into her as he could. Kate wrapped her legs around his, squeezing in pure pleasure. She grabbed the back of his head and brought him close, foreheads touching, their breath heavily panting in each other’s face, eyes fixed firmly to each other.

Without breaking eye contact they both orgasmed. Kate let out another squeal of delight as she felt Mike unload himself. “That’s it,” she gasped, “Give it all to me!”. Mike’s arms wobbled as he brought himself still, still perched above her. She stared at him, as though trying to read his thoughts through his eyes.

“You want more?” she asked, smiling naughtily.

“Oh yes” Mike replied eagerly. She smiled again playfully, bringing her lips close to his ear to whisper, “I bet you do. I bet you want to stay here in me, pleasing me, pleasuring me, giving me everything you are to make me happy.” Mike just nodded.

Kate frowned, “Tell me! I need to hear it in your voice.” she pleaded.

Mike looked at her, “I want you to take everything from me.” He said sincerely. Kate smiled and whispered again “I already have.”

She gave him a kiss and then motioned for him to get off. Mike rolled over and laid on the bed, waiting to see what she had in store next. She stood up, putting her bra back on and picked up her knickers from the floor, seductively bending over so Mike got a full view of her rear. Mike was unsure what was to come.

“Pick up your towel.” She said, looking down at it on the floor by her feet. Mike obeyed, getting off the bed and bending down to pick it up. Kate placed her foot on it, holding it in place until Mike lifted his eyes to look at her.

Again, she was in a place of dominance, stood over him. She moved her foot up, placing it on his shoulder and pushing slightly, bringing him to knees. Without a word and only a look that conveyed her desire she moved her toes up to his mouth, Mike opened his lips and allowed her to enter. She giggled as his tongue moved around her foot, tasting her.

She removed her foot from his mouth and backed away slightly to allow him to stand. Mike had barely got to his feet when she pushed him against the wall, a slightly deranged look of hunger in her eyes. She held him there for a moment until it was clear he wasn’t to move then made her way down his body.

With a smile she ran her tongue along his shaft, feeling him quiver. She kissed the end, opened her lips and slowly placed him into her mouth. It felt so warm and wet, her tongue playfully flicking too and fro. She grabbed him with her hand, tugging on him slowly as she pulled him out of her mouth, running her teeth along his skin and looking up with a cheeky smile.

She reached over, grabbing the towel in one hand and the door handle in the other. She stood, swinging the door open and placing the towel in Mike’s hands. She leaned forward, her nose just touching his and whispered, “Not today my naughty boy, now go get dressed.”

Mike walked out of the room, feeling slightly confused yet satisfied. He returned to the bathroom, wiped himself down, cleaned up any mess and changed into the clean clothes in his bag.

He wandered down the stairs where Kate was stood waiting. She had returned to the baggy clothed meek girl he had originally met, no trace of the fiery temptress that had seduced him remained.

“All done?” she asked. Mike frowned, he wanted to say something but then thought best to say nothing. “Yeah, all done.” He replied. She opened the front door to let him out, smiling sweetly as he said goodbye.

Mike approached his van and removed his keys from his pocket.

“Mike” Kate called from the doorway. Mike turned to look at her. She gave him a dirty smile and held her finger to her lips, raising her eyebrow.

Mike nodded, and got into his van as she closed the door. Then, still reeling from what happened, he drove away.

The End.