She’s talking with someone on the telephone when he steps into her office. Her expression conveys the extent of her surprise, but the tone of her voice doesn’t alter a notch. Measured. Slightly detached. Perfectly business-like. He finds her self-control impressive.
He closes the door quietly behind him, then scans the yard outside through the partly closed window blinds. Satisfied, he closes the blinds fully and turns the key in the door lock. Now the only illumination within the office comes from the ceiling mounted fluorescents, and the halogen lamp on her desk.
“A client’s just come into the office,” she tells the person on the other end of the call. “I’ll have to ring you back. I’m not sure. Thirty minutes or so?”
He holds her gaze with his own and deliberately shakes his head.
“Actually, it’ll probably be more like an hour. Okay then. Yes. Goodbye.” She presses the handset’s ‘off’ button and slips it back into the desktop cradle. She closes the thin file before her on the desk and pushes it to one side with a trembling hand.
She smiles a little uncertainly. “Well, what can I say? I imagine that my astonishment is fairly evident.”
“It is, yes.”
“So to what do I finally owe this pleasure?”
He glances around the office, catching a glimpse of his own, rather wolfish smile in the mirror wall-mounted to his left.
“I was in the area on business, and my meeting finished early. I thought I’d take full advantage.”
She swallows. “I’m glad that you did. I’d given up hope of this day ever coming.”
“You should never say, ‘never’.”
“So it seems.” Her eyes flit away as she gets up from the high-backed leather chair. She gestures to the side of the office, where a kettle and a selection of china cups sit on a low table next to a water cooler. “Can I get you a drink?”
“No, thanks.”
His refusal stops her in mid-stride. “Oh.”
He checks his watch. “I’m sorry, but I really don’t have that much time. Even if I did, I’m guessing that it won’t be that long before you have people clamouring for your attention.”
She nods slowly, sadly. “You’re probably right.”
“So you’d better take your dress off now.”
Her expression is of surprise once more. “What?”
“You heard me. Take off your dress.”
She turns towards him, swallowing hard as she reaches behind herself. There’s a crackle as she draws the zip down the back of her tight, black dress. He recalls the conversations in which she confessed that she sometimes likes to dress provocatively for the office, how she takes pleasure in the effect she has upon her male clients. The tight cotton adheres to her curves, displays a wanton amount of taut thigh and delectable cleavage. His cock stirs, thickens, lengthens.
Unzipped, she slips the straps from her shoulders and eases the dress down her body, until it’s nothing but a black pool at her stiletto-heeled feet.
He drinks her in while he slips off his suit jacket. Her satin brassiere is as black as her dress, glittering diamanté picking out the line of the balconette cups. As she steps out of the remnants of her dress, she leans forward briefly, and her full breasts threaten to cascade out of their fetters. Her slender legs are bare, and she’s pantieless. He recalls her once mentioning how she preferred not to wear panties, rather than risk spoiling the line of a tight dress or a skirt.
His eyes fix upon her naked pubis. Freshly waxed, he thinks, mentally licking his lips.
“Wonderful,” he says in a low voice.
“You think so?”
“Definitely.” He loosens his tie as he walks forward. He nods towards her chair. “Sit down.”
She complies in silence, looking up expectantly as he stands before her. With great deliberation, he unzips himself and draws out his hard cock.
“Do you remember telling me about this fantasy?” he asks her.
“I do.”
Holding his shaft in his hand, he strokes his burnished glans around the edges of her face, brushing her cheeks, the line of her jaw and her slender throat with his cockhead. She sighs and shivers as he lightly grazes her skin, as he marks his passage with a whisper-thin trail of glistening silver. Her licentious gaze holds his as he lifts his cock towards her mouth, and tenderly traces its tip around her full lips. Her tongue flickers out, skimming his crown, drawing a gasp from him.
Her tongue becomes bolder, greedier. It envelopes his glans, laps along his shaft towards his heavy balls. The material of his trousers appears to frustrate her. She guides his cockhead into the warmth of her mouth, and then sets about undoing his belt, releasing the fastenings of his trousers so that they hiss down his legs.
She smiles lasciviously when she realises that he too is naked underneath.
She draws his cock from between her lips, leisurely working his foreskin back and forth as her face nuzzles the warmth of his belly. “You’d planned for this?”
“Yes.”
“You arrogant bastard,” she chuckles, slipping his cock back into her ravenous mouth. She reaches behind him, cupping his buttocks in her hands, gripping the taut muscles beneath. She draws the points of her manicured talons across his arse, and he bucks violently as he gasps again. Her nails descend in parallel lines along the backs of his thighs, and she smiles around his thick shaft as his legs tremble.
His own hands are far from idle. He cups her breasts through the satin bra, moulding his grasp to her contours. His fingertips trace the lines of the bra’s straps, and then slip deftly inside the cups, seeking out the bullet-hard nipples within. She groans around his hard flesh as he pinches them lightly, pulling on them harder as her whimpers of pleasure grow.
Her mouth is as good as she’d always promised him it would be. He knows how simple it would be to release the slender grip of his self-control, to surrender to the warm, moist vortex of sensation enveloping him. But he’s waited too long for this. They both have.
He eases himself from her mouth, draws her back to her feet, then turns her so that she’s sitting on the edge of the desk. He steps between her splayed legs, draws undulating paths along the insides of her thighs with his fingertips. When he reaches her sex, her circles her slowly until she’s trembling uncontrollably.
“Touch me,” she pleads. “Oh fuck, please touch me!”
He runs the pad of his thumb up the damp line of her cleft. When he brushes over her aching clitoris, she pulls his face to hers, kissing him lustfully, passionately. He can feel her control beginning to shred. He caresses her with both hands, opening her sex as though he were peeling back the petals of some fragrant flower.
“You are very, very wet,” he whispers.
“I know.”
He presses a single finger into the scorching wetness and then lifts it to his mouth. He tastes her fervently.
“Delicious.”
“Let me taste too.” Her decadent smile makes his stomach perform a slow flip.
He returns the finger to her sodden sex, then slips it inside her mouth. She sucks fiercely, before pulling his finger aside and kissing him just as hard. The aromatic viscosity of her lust is smeared between their frantic lips.
She reaches down, grasping his shaft desperately. “I’ve got to have your cock inside me.” She draws him forward until his gleaming cockhead is barely millimetres from her sex.
“Not yet,” he says. “Not yet.”
He wraps his fingers about hers, drawing his cock upwards until its tip is nestling against her clitoris. He rubs it slowly back and forth, making her gasp aloud with each stroke. “Use me first. Make yourself come with me.”
With that, he releases his hold upon hers.
She needs no further instruction. She begins to stroke herself with him, using him just as he ordered. She kisses him as she slowly pleasures herself. He slips the bra straps from her shoulders, guiding them down her arms as he pulls the cups forward, spilling her breasts into his waiting, covetous grasp.
It only takes her a few minutes to come.
She uses his glans to strum her clitoris ever more quickly, groaning, trembling, gasping, shuddering as her pleasure builds. She cries out into his mouth as her climax erupts, and without waiting to be bidden, she slips him downwards until his cockhead is embedded between the enflamed lips of her sex. Her long nails bite into his flesh as she grips his hips and pulls him deep inside her heat, into the very centre of her orgasm.
“Oh fuuuuuccccckkkkk!”
He’s imagined fucking her so many times, in so many different ways, and he knows that she’s conjured the very same scenarios over and over again. But there simply isn’t the time to do all the things that he’s envisaged and lusted over, not enough seconds to satisfy all of his decadent dreams. All there is – all there’s ever likely to be – is this snatched handful of minutes. He accepts it, and he knows that she too understands that it has to be this way, even though he’s certain that when she looks back on this breathless encounter, the memories will be tainted with a dark slash of disappointment.
When he comes back to himself, she’s scrutinising his face. “Is something wrong?”
“No. Nothing.”
And with that, he banishes the doubt and the regret. He fucks her with long, deep strokes, so that when he’s fully within her, his balls rest against the cool varnish of the desk. He kisses her hard, her full breasts filling his palms, her strong thighs binding themselves about his, locking him within her. The last of his control evaporates, and he thrusts into her savagely as she lies back across the desk, her breasts bouncing wildly as she screams out her second climax.
When he comes, it’s molten, scorching him with its shuddering intensity.
When he glances at his watch, it’s twenty minutes later, and she’s sitting at her desk again, immaculately dressed, the previously abandoned file open in front of her once more. He uses the wall mirror to check his tie and smooth down his jacket. He smiles. Not a single outward sign of what has just transpired. Everything is contained within. Just as it should be.
He walks to the door, reopens the blinds and turns the key. He looks over at her.
“I’m glad that your meeting finished early,” she says.
“So am I.” He answers her smile with his own, then turns away, and steps back out into the world.
A brief message from the author…
I didn’t happen upon the title of this post by chance. This really is “Adieu”, I’m afraid. No more EA … not for the rest of this year, at least. The reasons for this decision are too multi-faceted to go into here. The bottom line is, I’m tired of writing about sex. Burnt out. Pussy whipped. Utterly fucked, if you will. Right now, trying to conjure up the enthusiasm to write with both passion and precision about the pleasures of the flesh is like trying to drag myself up some sheer-sided rock face. And somewhere inside me, I think there’s something a little more mainstream trying to get out. But it’s never going to while I feel committed, even indebted, to this particular endeavour and its readership.
Something simply has to give.
I’m hardly the first blogger to exit stage left in mid-flow (and I’m trying to minimise the drama by not making this the subject of a post in its own right). At the end of the day, the good old Blogosphere will tick along just fine, regardless of whether I’m here or not (though I have no plans to take the archives down any time soon).
So to those of you who’ve enjoyed a little of what I’ve had to say over the past three and a half years … thank you for your wonderful support, and maybe we’ll see each other again come 2009.
No promises, though.
~EA
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Sorry to see you go but very well done for your sustained quality of work and commitment over such a long period of time.
Your understanding of female desire is so well honed that sometimes I suspect you are a woman. My, that sounds cynical!
It’s a shame we won’t know what your mainstream work is to try it out.
Good luck and take care.
Please can you keep the site up so that we can read your archives at leisure. Many thanks in advance.
what a perfect high to go out on… just fabulous…you will be missed, but understood i’m sure. xx
You will be so, so missed EA. You have brought beautiful writing to the world of sexblogging and your talent for eliciting lust in us all is incomparable.
I wish you well in all your creative endeavours, and should you ever feel the desire to come back here - and I hope you will - you’ll have a long line of people waiting to read your splendid words.
Thank you for all that you’ve given us - and thank you for not removing the archives: a true gem of erotic expression.
Well I guess I am one of the ’silent majority’ in that I have never posted my appreciation before. But, Mr EA, you have had me hooked for quite a few months now and you will be sorely missed by me for one, and by many I am certain.
Thank you. (thank you thank you thank you)
I hold my breath for your return
I don’t often comment but it doesn’t mean I don’t read and enjoy your offerings. I won’t be the only one to miss your presence here.
At the same time, though, I definitely understand your sentiments and can only applaud your decision to change course when that feels right. The very best of luck to you.
And if you’re back in 2009, well, I’m sure I’ll be back to read
How bittersweet….both the story and your farewell. You will be missed…
I’m so sorry we are losing you. I look forward to your posts. It is always the first one I read when it appears on my reader list, and I always send it to my lover.
Best of luck to you EA. I’ll miss you.
Sigh. Completely understandable, but know that you will be sorely missed. Till we meet again…
I’ll miss your alluring writings EA. xoxo
Wow, you truly be missed. I guess this is good bye to the best erotic blog on the web. I hope you’ll come back to it someday.
I have always enjoyed reading your creations. Although I am a tiny bit disappointed that there will be no more (at least for a while), I wish you well with all your other projects.
Miss F x
Ea - Nooooooooo! I am genuinely saddened to hear that you are leaving us. You are my inspiration! Adieu is a fantastic post - really turned me on!!
What a fabulous post to leave us with EA - truly my favourite as it is not only intensely erotic but also so closely matches my situation and mirrors my own (sometimes ambivalent) feelings - thank you!
Whilst extremely sorry that you have decided to bow out, I am not altogether surprised. There has been something in your posts for a while that has hinted at ennui - or even disillusionment (?).
I shall always be grateful for whatever impulse guided me to your site; it has both enriched and changed my life - to a remarkable (and surprising) extent! Merci mille fois.
All good wishes for the next stage of your life - I shall hope for (but not expect) your return ….
Au revoir xx
P.S. “Everything is contained within. Just as it should be” - perfection!
Your writing has been most beautiful.. In every way. Thank you.. And you can be sure I will be visiting your archives quite often. Do take care, EA, you’ll be missed dearly..
Another beautiful and incredibly sexy story. Thank you.
You will be missed by many. Good luck in your other ventures - I am sure you will find success. Hope to see you back one day!
Having only recently discovered you, I for one will miss you. Take care of yourself, and good luck in your new endeavors…
Sigh…now my other favorite blogger is leaving.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for your words — I’ve enjoyed reading you and I know more than once I’ve uttered, ‘Sweet jesus, that’s hot’ at your creativity.
Farewell. You will be missed by many.
PS Are you leaving your archives up?
Well, EA, I’ve been reading for quite some time, but I do not believe I have ever posted a comment. I am saddened that you are leaving, but I will continue to enjoy your archives. I’ve often fantasized about meeting you in real life. If your art reflects your life, any woman you have is a lucky gal.
Enjoy your time, we’ve all enjoyed ours while reading this site.
Adieu.
I wish I had your wonderful talent to say things in such extreme sensitive way. So I’ll humbly say thank you and tell you that you’ll be very missed, and that your retreat is perfectly understandable, and it underlines your attention to the quality of the erotics in which you became a true master. In the regretful event that your site would disappear, I at least own my copy of your book, another way to remain immortal in my memories !
Thank you again, EA.
Adjø, min venn… I will miss you, E… take care. xx
follow your dreams…..
tender kisses EA
Gosh, what a literal shame! Having only just discovered you, I feel like I’ve been deprived for so long, and now as soon as I find something so brilliant, it’s ripped away. I wish you the best of luck in what you go on to do, and the amount of women who have posted comments already should give you some indication as to what an inspiration and escape you are to so many. I hope deep down that you will come back, but like most things, once something fundamental dies, you can never go back … Adieu. xXx
Thank you for all the feelings you’ve stirred in me, not least with this last post. I too am glad that I have your books, but damn, you will be missed.
If you do decide to come back some time in the future, I do hope you’ll find a way to let us all know.
Wow.
I come back from holiday and read this?
Wow.
I will honestly miss your writing, Mr EA Man.
You write in such a way, that I find myself wanting to e-pounce you and have my way with you.
Your talent in writing leaves me, most of the time, breathless.
Thank you.
I wish you all the best with your writing… However, if you *ever* want to return to the world of sexbloggingism… You’ll be welcomed with open e-arms… and a few e-snogs.
Oh, that’s such a shame. I wish I knew your mainstream work, too…I would love to see your other writing. You have such an elegant turn of phrase. It will be sorely missed! xxoo.
Bah humbug! I am furious EA! ***Insert very pouty face here.*** How can you, darling man leave, it’s not possible - I’m heartbroken - but for all that I completely understand, it’s bloody hard work. You know of course that your beautifully crafted, closely observed, highly sexy and sophisticated writing has touched and turned on a legion of fans, me included.
You were one of the first commenters on my blog and I will always be grateful for you visiting me there and for your lovely feedback.
Take care, recharge, write if and when and what you want to, know that your fans will come back if you decide to.
A big smooch to you dear EA.
Ell
I know it is selfish but I am so sad.
Thank you though. Your words have brought me a lot of pleasure….and my husband indirectly
Perhaps you could note my email address and let me know if you start writing or publishing again?
Thank you. Buena suerte y un gran abrazo x
Wow E, you’re leaving me?
That’s such a shame but I know exactly what you’re saying. Take this time to relax, live life, you know where I am so please please keep in touch. Will miss seeing your words on here..
Mwah
xxx
Thank you for everything EA.
If you ever decide to make a comeback..
I’ll not only welcome you back with open “e-arms” but also.. “e-legs”.. Heh.
Take care.
Crikey.
I didn’t comment much, but this blog of yours was always an inspiration as to just what an erotic blog can be. I hope you come back to it when you’re ready.
When the project no longer pleases it is time to move on. Here’s hoping your hiatus provides ample opportunity for inspiration.
Thanks for your work here, it has been well appreciated.
I echo the words and thoughts of the many here who have written already in expressing my well wishes for your future endeavours. You have blessed us with your words, images and personal comments on countless occasions.
I hope you shall keep in touch with the blog side of things, even if you do not contribute your own wonderful posts.
Thank you for being you. Wishes for excellent success in your future endeavors.
Awww! Well, thanks, for everything.
And, I do mean, everything, really!
I can’t recall what search term landed me here first or why, but it was certainly a fruitful landing and quite a springboard.
You are my blogsphere equivalent of teenage lust (no I’m not a teenager, just a late-comer to internet sex ;>)
I will be eternally grateful for your generosity.
I’m happy to hear that you’ll be leaving those archives up for a while. I’ve got veins to mine and links to follow.
Again thanks,
and best wishes in your future endeavors, whatever they may be.
Love ya,
!Spark!
No! Wow… You’ll be a miss. Seriously - you’re the best there is. I’m really sorry you’re going, you really will be a miss.
All the best.
EA,it has been wonderful. I wish you lots of luck and good fortune in whatever you do. We have been so lucky to have your words, and the sensations you provoked with them, for the time you gave us.Thank you.
xx
I will miss you terribly. I have only lurked until now, but I have been lurking since early in your blogging days. You have a wonderfully unique voice and are a damn fine writer. Thank you for bringing so much pleasure of both sex, and the written word, to me. Please, please, please check in every now and then, and let us know where to find your other writing. Checking in with just the occasional rumination on life would be appreciated, too. Thank you again, and good luck to you.
You will be much missed, EA. I have enjoyed your blog and your book immensely. Please do not close down the website - it is the place I go to play, or to get ready to play! If you are thinking of mainstream writing, I suggest you write a novel, with some quality sex-writing thrown in to keep the reader’s attention. Your writing proves it is possible to write about sex with eroticism, passion and sensitivity. All the best.
I understand but am supremely disappointed that I will not be able to look forward to your writing any longer. Well done, and thank you!
Goodbye and good luck… I’ll miss you, mon ami.
I must agree with everyone else.. an amazing story to finish on..
Thanks for the last few months of amazing reads.. I’ll have to start from the beginning now.. and read all of your old stuff too!
Good Luck.. and Thank You!
xxxx
Yes thank you EA, I only discovered you in the last year, but remember happily the hours I spent trawling your archives once I had! No one writes better stories than you do, and I’m very sad to see you go. You give us a lot to live up to-good luck mon ami
xxxxx
EA, I wish you only the very best of everything in your search for mainstream fulfilment and your other future endeavours; luck, success, happiness and… er, well, fulfillment, i suppose.
However, should anything somewhat double-entendre-ish ever prompt you to say “Oo-er, fnaar, fnaar, yak-yak, boom woof,” I do hope you’ll think of me.
Much love –
Minxy x
I wish you the best in your future writing desires. Thanks for not taking down the archives. You are a great writer but getting burned out on a topic happens to all of us. Adieu for now! Kisses!
Wishing you a wonderful journey in your new direction ~ full of growth and much happiness.
Take care ~ be safe.
I only found your site today, and I am quite impressed with what I found. I am sorry to see you go, but I am sure I will be kept quite busy perusing through the archives. please don’t take them down anytime soon. Hope to see you back in 2009
You will be missed. Hard to believe even! Cant you just take a LONG vacation?
A serious loss to us all..
kisses, kink~
Ahhh I was away until today and just read this.. of course you will be missed!
Life will go on and i will always look here now and then on the off chance that you’ve taken heart and returned.
Regardless.. all the best to you and thank you so for all the fun in the past.
Cheers!
I have made my own exit of late. Sometimes the reliving takes center stage over the living and suddenly you find that you’ve missed a big chunk of real life. Sex will still be had by all, but won’t be dwelled upon quite so much.
Good luck and thanks for sharing!
Sorry to see you go EA you will be missed but you have done a great job and a great high to leave on.
Wish you luck with any future eventures.
I’ve loved coming to visit you for so long now! But I understand how you can feel that “something more mainstream” may be looking for expression in your writing, the sexual lure was just so much stronger because of the beauty of your prose.
Your entries were stirring and beautiful and I’ll miss them…but I hope to see more of your writing (whatever you’re working on, I’m sure it will be worth waiting for).
Thousands of kisses–you’re due.
I kept rereading your story…it seems to me that you left us in suspense, guess you HAVE to come back and finish it.
Well at least one can hope.
Loved and still love your work..Please take a rest and come back
Will miss you.
hope you have found your way….
tender kisses.