Chapter 176: Chapter 176

Panting, moaning and delicate feminine sounds echoed throughout the medium-sized office and spilt faintly outside of it. Nonetheless, because it was the end of the day, there were no third-party ears and eyes to this. What a waste! That would have been a total spectacle! At least, that is what Clara thought. The experience was none like she had ever felt and done in her whole life. She blushed a deep shade of red in embarrassment.

"Oh my! I am going to come!" She screamed out as she felt herself unleash and her fluids gushed out of her.

Presque nodded in satisfaction, enjoying his own personal show as he rubbed his dick through his clothes. He was still seated in his chair by his office table as he watched Clara from afar, please herself.

Clara panted and removed her fingers slowly, from herself, closing her legs as she could not stand his scrutiny.

"What are you doing, woman? Continue!"

Presque smirked, "Do you want to give up halfway? Why did you even come then? Don’t you want him free?"

Clara felt a little uncomfortable doing that in front of a stranger, but it was not like she did not like it. It had a new sense of thrill, and she wanted to explore that once again herself, but....

"Why did I even agree to this?" she muttered, still reeling from the aftermath. Her words and bodily reactions did not match!

"Did you say something?"

Clara shook her head vigorously in denial, and Presque smiled.

He was very surprised that Clara had obeyed his instructions and done exactly as he had said. The thing was that Presque was one of the few men on T-Vino Island who had their eyes on Clara. In his eyes, she was the perfect definition of a woman who needed to be fucked and then taken care of holistically. In short, he had only laid eyes on her once and had wanted carnal knowledge of her.

When she had come into his office yet again, he had been surprised but not so much. Earlier, he had indeed tried to go home after Clara had ’insulted’ him and left. However, who would have known that the heavens were on his side. Just as he was about to get into his car, his wife called.

"Presque, do you remember the woman I told you about? The one whose husband is about to be trialled for drugs? Heeeehhheeee."

That was enough for Presque to stop in his tracks, for he knew exactly whom his wife was referring to.

Taking his silence as a positive signal, she continued, "You won’t believe that she is trying to embarrass herself in this shop... she..."

Presque zoned out as his wife described the scene to him. It was at that moment that a thought occurred to him so he interrupted her,

"Honey.... Remember our agreement? Does it still stand?"

His wife, who was in the shop with the small crowd around Clara then, squeezed her fingers tight as if to reign in her anger and discomfort because she knew exactly of what her husband asked for her. She was helpless in this as she had already given her conscent.

"Ok, then, do this for me... and then add a note that says this exactly. Watch her and tell me what she does next. Do not worry. My promise to you stands!"

The woman sighed, a bit reluctant but she still followed the instructions exactly.

Therefore, Presque turned from his car and then returned to his office. He had been waiting for Clara and knew exactly when she was due at his place.

This was the main reason behind Presque’s smirk when she had re-entered his office.

’How can such a naïve woman exist? I can’t believe that it was that easy to hook her up. I would have done so a long time ago!’

His excitement got the better of him right then, and his first words had been:

He chuckled at her naivety yet again.

"Yes, where else do you want to do this? You brought yourself to my office..."

He watched her fumble her way through a few more words, and then realizing that she had no way out, she started doing as she had been told; she unzipped the tight skit and stepped out of them. Her top followed, and soon she was just in her bra and panty.

Presque was very patient with her. His slit eyes opened up even more with each piece of clothing that was discarded.

He smacked his lips as his eyes travelled along her form, resting briefly on her lacy bra and then the slight swell of her breasts peeping out and teasing him. His eyes went down to her flat belly and the panty line.

’She’s quite the looker! What has my wife been doing, then? They are of similar age, but Clara looks more like she is in her late thirties than someone with two adult children!’

Clara was indeed a person who went to great lengths to keep her body as it was and that was also why she enjoyed flaunting it. Why else wouldn’t she? When she almost starved herself and kept a ridiculously strict diet?

Clara closed her eyes and removed the rest. She placed one hand over her slightly hairy pussy and the other on her breasts to block the nipples out of sight.

His smile widened, "Step back onto the couch, sit down with your legs wide open and finger yourself till you come. Please yourself for your my eyes, Clara."

She stiffened. Clara had never done that to herself before, but she kept telling herself,

’It’s all for James! Clara, close your eyes and pretend that the prevent is not here. Just block him out, and it’ll be over real soon!’

She sat down as instructed, feeling herself getting more embarrassed by the second, especially with Presque’s intent eyes on her, almost ravishing her even from that distance.

"Open your eyes, Clara! Look straight at me!" His words came out in an authoritative tone that she found herself obeying instantaneously. Even she was surprised at herself for that small action. It turned her on!

She managed to keep his gaze as she inserted one finger...

"Make that three or even four! Bigger things have passed through that little hole. Don’t you feel sorry for it?"

"Ah!" Clara whimpered but obeyed. She inserted the four fingers as she had been instructed.

"Ugh!" she cried out as she felt herself stretch.

She pushed her fingers in and out, curving them slightly, and then the other hand went in for the nipples, pinching them. She knew just the right amount of pressure to exert on herself for the maximum.

’I love this!’ She thought. Her mind was totally off the fact that she was on display. She rubbed her clit, nipping her sensitive bud.

Clara increased the pace of her fingers ravishing herself, and then she let go.

Her body rocked, and she closed her legs, enjoying the sensations that she never knew that she could give herself! The pleasure that coursed throughout her body was simply magical.

"Now, to the main event of the day...."

Clara reeled from the aftermath.

"You know what? Get over here instead..."

Clara stood up slowly. After being under his scrutiny as she fingered herself, she was not too shy anymore. She walked over to Presque.

"Get on it!" He commanded in that same tone. He had his zipper open and his dick sticking out.

Her gaze fell at the sight that greeted her.

’Figures! No one can be as endowed as my James!’

Her slight disappointment was from the size of the dick.

’Well, I’ll just get this over and done with.’ Clara thought. She had a bit of an understanding from what Presque wanted. She opened her legs and straddled him, facing him and then, sank herself onto his protruding dick. She closed her eyes and started moving up and down, holding onto his shoulders for support.

"Good job! Ride it faster!"

Clara did enjoy it but after getting used to James for years, that was a tad little too small for her. She rolled her eyes and continued to make the best out of her ’situation’.

Clara continued her up-and-down movements, winding her waist at the same time.

"Oh fuck it!" Presque shouted and then leaned down for her breasts, held onto her waist and plunged into her for below.

"Oh my! Faster! Pervert! Faster!"

Clara did not know that she would love it as much. She was starved for sex, and she took every bit of advantage of it.

Presque smiled through it, not even bothered about the fact that he was being called that. In fact, he also loved it! He may have been smaller than James was, but boy! He knew how to use that dick to the best of his ability, and Clara closed her eyes as her walls clenched.

She abandoned herself, screamed and let go, but he did not. He continued hammering into her from below. This really surprised Clara as the man’s physique never gave away how much of power his waist held.

Clara tried to jump off of him at the last moment, but he held her firmly as he pushed his release into her.

"No! not inside!" Clara screamed out but Presque had no plans of letting her go.

"Uhhhh!" He grunted in satisfaction as sweat poured off of him.

In the slightly darkened office, a lone tiny red light blinked intermittently.

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