Secretly Mine Chapter 135: Dress Up

"Be a good girl and take off your clothes."

Adrenaline and pure excitent coursed through my veins as my eyes glazed over. Using slow and sensual movents, I clasped the edge of my dress and pulled it up over my head.

Tossing the dress on the couch, I allowed Christian to take in the sight of my ticulously planned black bra and panty set, watching as his eyes darkened. After a montary pause, I reached around and unclasped my bra, tossing it to the side.

"You’re so beautiful," he said, walking over to my side. He was standing so close to that I could feel his breath on my skin, but he didn’t touch .

His gold chain was now fully exposed, dangling down my neck. He reached down and lifted the end of it, brushing the area between my breasts in the process.

"This. How do you have this?" he asked.

"You recognize it? It was the very first gift you’ve ever given . A token of our first ti," I explained, showing it off proudly.

"Good. I’m glad that you have it."

He let go, dropping the chain back down. I looked up at him, waiting for him to touch or kiss , but he just stood still, watching .

"Go on. Continue."

Hearing the command, I reached down and held the waistband of my panties and pulled them down, dropping them to the floor.

"Good girl," he breathed as he admired my naked body.

Even though I was fully naked, the room felt very hot. The fact that he wasn’t touching all over made go crazy. Every part of craved his touch.

"Stand still and don’t move," he ordered. The next mont, he lowered his hand, placing his fingers between my thighs.

"Mmm, look how wet you are already, and I only just touched you."

I felt his fingers glide across my entrance with ease, thanks to all of the moisture. His every touch felt like it was amplified a hundred tis, causing to shiver from the intense pleasure. A few monts later, I felt his finger finally slip inside of .

"Ahh," I moaned softly. My legs were already shaking, but I did my best to remain still.

When Christian finally pulled his hand back up, it was glistening from my wetness.

"Good, now that you’re all ward up, put this on."

He picked up a small paper bag from his desk and handed it to .

What’s this?

As soon as I looked inside, I understood. Inside was a very sexy set of lingerie. It was designed to look like a maid’s outfit, but with a lot less coverage than normal.

Yesterday, when I offered to wear a set of lingerie, I thought that he would brush it off. But I was clearly wrong. I looked up at him, noticing his amused smile.

He leaned over to my ear, "You only take it off when I tell you. Understand?"

I nodded and began to put it on. My hands were shaking from all of the excitent, only wanting one thing: him.

Christian took a step backward and leaned against his desk once more. He silently watched put on the lingerie in front of him. While his eyes were constantly scanning up and down, mine were glued to the erection in his pants.

He didn’t try to hide it, and it was very obvious.

A few minutes later, I was now wearing a very exposed, sexy, maid outfit style lingerie. While the front had an improvised apron that barely covered my breasts, the backside was completely exposed.

The set included black thigh-high fishnet stockings and a white lace maid headpiece. The only bottoms were the black thong that hardly covered anything.

He gave a very satisfied smirk and beckoned to co over. "Today, you’ll be working in my office, beside ."

We then walked over to his chair, where he sat down and pulled onto his lap.

"Let’s see what I have on the agenda today," he said, pulling up his email on the computer.

He had one hand around my waist while the other one was on the mouse. His erection pressed up against , reminding of its presence. While he clicked through the emails, he pressed his lips against my neck.

I felt like I was lting. It was impossible for to sit still, and I continued to squirm on his lap to feel more of his erection against . Being dressed in such a suggestive outfit in my workplace only added to the excitent.

I tried to think about what sort of things a Christian would have do throughout the day, but it was too difficult to think.

"Looks like I have a few etings in the morning, but my entire afternoon is free," he whispered into my ear.

His breath tickled , causing to release a moan.

"Christian," I breathed, pleading for him with my eyes.

He kissed my neck. "What is it, sweetheart? Need sothing?"

I nodded but didn’t say anything. My hands reached behind to try and feel his stiff cock under his pants.

"Is that what you want?" he asked in a low voice.

"Mmm, yes," I breathed, glancing up into his eyes.

He smiled, "But I have an important eting soon. You’ll have to be patient," he said, running his fingers through my hair. "I have an idea. Go put on a coat, I’ll have you sit here with ."

I quickly ran into the hidden bedroom, where I found a tan trench coat and flung it on. When I ca back out, Christian had a chair waiting for beside him, behind his desk. My clothes were also picked up off the ground and placed in the paper bag, out of view.

"Nice, co over. They’ll be here soon," he waved over.

As soon as I sat down, there was a knock on the office door.

"Co in," Christian said as he scooted both of us closer to his desk.

A group of five people entered the room, bowing their heads respectfully to Christian. They all quietly entered and took their seats on the two couches while curiously looking over at .

Noticing their gaze, Christian quickly introduced . "This is Miss Moresi. Today, she will be taking a few notes for ."

In front of was a clipboard and a pen. I quickly reached over and lifted the clipboard, pretending to be ready to take notes.

They greeted and turned their attention back to Christian, waiting for him to begin.