Taking Emma Pt. 01

It was a late Friday afternoon, and as Nat sat at her desk, her mind wandered. Tonight, she was going to meet her lover--Drew, a man a few years older who worked in a different department of the company. For the past 12 months, Nat and Drew had been engaged in a passionate affair, providing an escape from Nat's stagnant relationship with a lowlife who made her feel trapped.

Nat, in her early 30s, possessed a slender frame with an average bosom and a shapely derriere, perfectly proportioned to her 5-foot-5 height. Her shoulder-length blonde hair added to her allure. Drew, on the other hand, had recently turned 40 and stood at an imposing 6 feet tall. With his well-built physique, broad shoulders, buzz cut, and neatly trimmed beard, he exuded strength and masculinity.

As the clock ticked closer to 5 p.m., signalling the end of the workday, Nat's attention was drawn to Drew, engaged in conversation with his friend Emma. A surge of jealousy coursed through Nat's veins whenever she saw them chatting, even though she often fantasised about dominating Emma alongside Drew.

Emma, standing at a similar height and of a similar age to Nat, boasted jet-black hair, smaller breasts, and a perfectly rounded posterior. Nat found Emma undeniably attractive, and she had hinted to Drew in the past about her desire to explore their fantasies with Emma, either in a private encounter or as a trio. Yet, despite these desires, Nat couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy whenever she witnessed their conversations. Perhaps she imagined them together without her presence, which fueled her insecurities.

Nat's mind drifted, contemplating how she could turn her fantasy into reality. She longed for the day when all three of them could explore their desires together, embracing a world of pleasure and forbidden ecstasy.

In the dimly lit surroundings of their favourite upscale bar, Nat and Drew sat across from each other, their eyes locked in a silent conversation that spoke of secret desires and unspoken yearnings. Nat's heart raced as she mustered the courage to broach the subject, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability.

"Drew, I've been thinking about something... "Something that could take our encounters to a whole new level," she whispered, leaning in closer.

Drew's gaze sharpened, his curiosity piqued. "Go on, Nat. I'm listening," he replied, his voice a gentle invitation.

Taking a deep breath, Nat revealed her deepest fantasies, confessing her longing to explore dominance and submission with Emma. She expressed her burning desire to see both Drew and herself take charge, guiding Emma into a world of pleasure where their every whim would be fulfilled.

Drew listened intently, his mind racing with possibilities. He had sensed Nat's yearning for this experience, but he also understood the importance of Emma's comfort and consent. Sensing Nat's hesitation, he interjected softly, "Nat, we must approach this delicately. Emma's boundaries and desires should be respected above all."

Nat nodded, grateful for Drew's reminder. She understood the need to tread carefully and ensure Emma's enthusiastic consent. Together, they devised a plan to gently introduce the idea to Emma, understanding that her initial response might be one of reluctance or hesitation.

A few days later, the three of them gathered at Nat's place for a casual dinner--a night filled with laughter, shared stories, and a relaxed atmosphere. As the evening progressed and glasses were refilled, the conversation took a more intimate turn.

Feeling a mix of nerves and anticipation, Nat mustered the courage to broach the subject, her voice trembling slightly. "Emma, there's something we'd like to share with you--a secret desire we've been harbouring--a world of dominance and submission."

Emma's eyes widened, surprise flickering across her face. She hesitated for a moment, her thoughts racing. The idea was enticing, but it was unfamiliar territory for her. She voiced her apprehension, concern etched in her voice. "I don't know... It feels like uncharted waters. I'm not sure if I'm ready for something like that."

Nat and Drew exchanged a glance, their understanding evident. They respected Emma's hesitations, realising the importance of patience and nurturing her trust. With a gentle touch, Nat reached for Emma's hand, her voice tender and reassuring. "Emma, we understand your reservations. We want you to know that we'll go at your pace, exploring only what you're comfortable with. This is about trust, communication, and creating an experience where all our desires are fulfilled."

Emma's gaze softened, but the flicker of intrigue was still present. She took a deep breath, considering the possibilities before her. Slowly, a smile played at the corners of her lips. "Okay, maybe we can explore this together, step by step," she replied, her voice filled with a newfound sense of curiosity.

And so, in that moment, a seductive dance began--a dance of trust, exploration, and passion. Nat and Drew, understanding Emma's initial reluctance, made a pact to seduce her gradually and awaken the desires within her until she willingly surrendered to their shared fantasies. They embarked on a journey of seduction, lavishing Emma with attention, whispers of pleasure, and experiences that would gradually dissolve her reservations.

Nat, who was wearing a summer dress that hung off her curves, took Emma's hand and attempted to pull Emma to her feet from the couch she was sitting on. At first, Emma felt a wave of reluctance take over her, but as she was mid-thought, Nat yanked her again, and before Emma knew it, she was pulled to her feet. Emma stood there in a vest top slightly bearing the top of her cleavage and black jeans, which fitted tightly around her curves and slender legs and rear.

Nat asked her to place her hands on the wall of the room. Emma hastily said, I didn't think you meant tonight. Tash replied, "No time like the present," and with that, Emma found herself facing the wall, her hands propping her up.As Drew watched on while still sitting on the couch, Nat walked up behind Emma and pulled her hips towards her to posture Emma with a slight lean so that her round rear was at the forefront of Nat and Drew's gaze.

Nat gently said to Emma, "You walk around work with these tight jeans, knowing Drew is eyeing you, as are the other men, not to mention some of the women, and then you act all innocent."

Do you think it's right that you tease me and the others while we are trapped at work?"

Emma couldn't believe what she was hearing; this was not her intention, but at the same time she could feel something exciting start to happen; a warmth between her legs was increasing.

Nat followed up with, "What have you to say for yourself?"

Emma, still trying to compose herself, whispered, "Sorry."

Nat replied, "And what should we do about this?"

Emma, unsure what was right to say as this was all new to her, could only think of dominance and replied, "I need to be dominated, Nat."

Emma's reply

Emma thought again, "Is she a tease?" but she knew that's what Nat thought, and that had to be the answer.With that, Emma replied to Nat, "Because I am a tease."

With that, Emma felt a hand slap her rear. Then another and another; her mind and thoughts were on fire, as was the feeling between her legs.

Nat turned to Drew, feeling electricity consume her, and asked, "What do you think of this arse?" "It's nice," was the reply, Drew himself hesitant. "No, what do you really think, Drew, of this teasing arse?"

"It's a nice arse that's perfect for spanking," replied Drew.

Nat grabbed Emma by the hair and turned her to face herself and Drew. "Emma, I think it's time you show us."

I want those jeans off," said Nat.Emma looked at her in complete shock. Was this really happening? Was her best male friend about to watch her undress with his lover instigating it? She looked to where Drew sat, and as their eyes locked, she could see the excitement in his eyes; he had never looked at her that way before.Emma herself had had thoughts in the past of Drew, but only thoughts of whether Drew found her sexually attractive, or had he had moments when alone thinking of Emma? Emma had wondered what sort of lover he was. But they were just innocent, passing thoughts. But that look he gave her just then told her everything.

She was snapped from their thoughts as she felt Nat lift her vest top up, exposing her black lace bra. She again looked at Drew, whose eyes were fixed on her breasts, and Emma couldn't help but glance to see what was happening in Drew's shorts. She could see a bulge, and he was enjoying seeing his friend being humiliated.

Nat then cut in, "Come on, Emma, undress for us now let's see what pants a tease like you wears.Nat walked over to where Drew was sitting and placed herself beside him as they sat looking at Emma.Then she said, "Come on, get those jeans off."

Emma knew this was the point of no return as she kicked off her loose-fitting trainers. Again,  she posed while looking at Drew. Who just raised his eyebrows as if to say, "Carry on.

Emma proceeded to undo the button on the waist of her jeans, then slowly lowered the zip, not meaning to be seductive, but it was.

Drew could see the black material of her underwear appear, and as he looked at her, he wondered what style it would be--a thong, gstring, lace briefs, or boxer-style lace?

"Off!" snapped Nat.

Emma started to lower her jeans, exposing her underwear and revealing a black, lace-trimmed thong.

At the sight, Nat took her hand and started to lift her summer dress, exposing her red-soaked crotch. Emma looked on as she was stepping out of her jeans at this point.

Nat was sat there playing with herself through the fabric of her gstring, and Emma just stood watching Nat. A woman was getting excited at her view of Emma standing vulnerable in her underwear, and this was starting to stir things even more within Emma.

Nat turned to Drew and said, "Go and check if this is turning that teasing bitch on; feel if she is excited. 

Emma's eyes darted to Drew. What was he going to do? Was he going to put his hand on her? On her pussy? What should she do? All these questions came flooding into Emma's thoughts.

Drew walked behind Emma and stood admiring her pert arse. He walked up to Emma, still behind her, and ran his hand over the bare flesh of her partly exposed rear, and in this moment Emma felt her whole body tremble.She then felt his hands run towards her hips, and he moved closer to her again. His breath was on her neck, and then she felt his manhood pressing against her even through the shorts he was still wearing.Drew's hands then positioned themselves on the flat of Emma's stomach, just above the waist line of her thong. His hand then found its way into her pants as he wrapped his overarm around her neck.

Emma couldn't believe she could only feel his fingers at the entrance to her most private part of her body, and she knew Drew would know by this stage she was absolutely soaked with excitement and fear, which led to more excitement.

Drew spoke to Nat: "The teasing bitch is absolutely soaking."Nat stood up and took her dress off, revealing her underwear-clad body to Emma. Nat stood in front of Emma with her red gstring and Lycra red bra.

By this time, Drew was working away at Emma's pussycat, and his other arm was holding her in place. "Let me taste your fingers, Drew," was Nat's demand. Drew took his fingers to Nat's mouth as she let them pass her lips, getting a faster taste of Emma. This wasn't to be her last.