Other Biggering For Onceler- a different path

Lemon souffle

The next day was a swirl of different things for Iris. Lunch was distracting, even Clair saw that. Sitting at home was distracting. Nothing helped. Her mind went to him, and it was blatantly obvious. Apprehensive thoughts overcame her as her phone went off. Yet again he asked to see her and yet again she complied. Unsure of why she was doing it, pity, torture...she could not be honest with herself.

The drive up the mansion was dreary and filled with storms in the evening. The white and silver flashes light up the hill which the mansion stood. Parking her car and walking up to the door the nervousness came over again. Before she could even ring the gold trimmed doorbell, he had already opened the door. Leaning by the door with a smirk he welcomes her in.

Iris walked in as the thunder roared. She sat her stuff on a table the door. Flashes of light came in the tall windows. The fire going and television glowed in the room. She went to the bar and poured herself a drink and sat on the sofa,

"I can see why you cancelled your outing tonight, it would have been quite bothersome", Iris replied as she drank.

"Yeah I noticed before dark and honestly did not want to deal with it, I figured an evening at home would do.....with the right company of course" Onceler grinned.

"I love how the lightning lights up the room through the windows, it really is enjoyable", Iris said as lightning flashed.

"Yea to enjoy it here and not be drenched outside is a plus", Onceler agreed.

Onceler sat down away from her on the sofa. The television was the icebreaker...simple...but doable. While deeply into a show a loud crash went off and there went the tv. The room became dark besides the light of the fire. Onceler got up and looked out the window.

"Well... that's interesting.... ", he began.

"What?", Iris pondered.

"Looks like the substation is out and homes near by... but to be honest I do not mind the darkness, its. Peaceful in a way", Onceler said.

Onceler sat down closer to Iris this time still simply his drink. Iris observed and felt as if the drink was a deterrent to keep his hands busy.

*IRIS POV*

"Wow...so he can't really behave huh...how did he manage in the office."

He took his slender hand and slowly traced on her thigh in a small circle. Her loungewear was thin so she could feel every detail. Every swirl of his fingertips, every pressing point of his touch. Iris did her best not to show it or admit it...but... there was not a single bone in her body that wanted him to stop.

She layed back on the sofa and looked up at him. Her eyes pleaded for more, but she could not bring herself to say it. He leaned on top of her kissing her stomach slowly, breathings warm breaths, he began to whisper.
"Please just tell me......I want to know", Onceler said in an innocent tone.

He lifted his head and positioned himself leaning down above her. The darkness of the room gave his eyes a gorgeous silver tint. So captivating and deep. Iris continued to look at him, total loyalty to his words.

"So...can we safely agree now...by default...that you can rest easy I am not going to fire you? He asked slowly.

"Yes...I do believe" Iris looked up smiling.

"But... I need to know and you must tell me...exactly... what did I wrong...", Onceler slowly asked and dropped his eyes.

"Nothing, I just figured... hell, I do not know what I figured but...it ...it..was killing me", Iris whispered with a sad tone.

"Please do go on", as his finger caressed her cheek.

"That I gave...too much....and that it did not matter or could hurt me later...", Iris continued to look up at Onceler.

"But, you told me to lock the door, that did it, that is what clicked in my mind to do it, if not for the door lock. I'd have held it in and been in misery for the rest of the day", Iris continued.

"I see, well... you did not give too much, you were outstanding, beyond perfect and yes...the lock was intentional... the glove...well I had to think of something quick", Onceler blushed and smirked.

Rubbing her sides slowly with his long fingers, he leaned into her ear and began to whisper,

"And I desperately want more....well whatever you want to give me that is", he cooed.

In that moment, shock came over Iris, she could not believe it. This man, this powerful sexy man.... was begging for her? She could not believe it, there is no way a man could go this far to show vulnerabilities and fake this. It enthralled her and aroused her, warmth began to emanate from her beneath Onceler.

She looked up at him with wide eyes and leaned up and kissed him slowly. He returned the favor and pushed down on her. He broke away for a moment and began to gaze at her completely silent.

"And what does the lady want?", Onceler whispered.

"For you to understand me, teach me and ...", Iris whispered playing with his hair.

"Say no more, some of the greatest accomplishments come with the most work... and I do not mind", Onceler kissed her forehead.

Iris guided his hands to her waist and began kissing him. He took this simple gesture as consent and proceeded to trace his fingers around. From her thighs to the band of her pants he was taking in everything. Every touch and sensation of pressure felt like he was claiming her as his. With a pleading nod from Iris his fingers went lower. He began to slowly part her legs and feel her warmth. The closer he got the more wet his fingers got. With great precision he began pleasing her. Slowly circling and then inserting fingers one by one, Iris tensed up and began to moan loudly. Panting and gripping to the sofa she could barely contain herself.

Onceler stopped for a moment and leaned up and looked at her.
"For the other day, be as loud as you want, say it, feel it, mean it, godammit I know you can now show me", he whispered and smirked.

Continuing to please her, Iris squealed and moaned. The more fingers he used the heavier her pants and louder she cried. Her eyes were rolling back in her head at times with it building between her thighs.

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD...DONTTT STOPPPP I CANTTTTTT", Iris began to almost yell,

"As she wishes...", Onceler lower his head and began to lick. His tounge traced every spot on Iris and focused extensively. Inserting his tounge Iris grabbed his black hair. Her lower body was quiver and her legs twitched. Within moments her back tensed and she finally had an orgasm. The shock of it made her sink into the couch. Panting, whimpering and bewildered she looked up at Onceler, with a timid expression.

"There you are... now that's the woman that was in my office...", Onceler twirled her hair and grinned.

"I knew it was there...and I would have waited the rest of my life to see it again", He said as still gazing at her.

They switched positions and Iris had her head in Oncelers lap. She let out a deep happy sigh and layed there quietly. Delicately kissing on his finger and nuzzling his hand. They enjoyed the glow of the fire and the storm in the distance. Onceler looked down even more intrigued as the copper haired woman in his lap began to show herself more. Bit by bit her walls slowly lowered, and there was nowhere else he would rather be.