<div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/2e/8b/74/2e8b74a0167adfbf277c735b86f9696e.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Of Leather and Lace</strong></span></div><div align="center"><sup>by Flickaha (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=36101), TheDoctor46 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=14587) &amp; Nymphadora (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=46644)</sup></div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8f/19/6c/8f196c8ddfd5ffb98bffb8ff30cf2bbf.jpg)</div><br/>Their marriage was of very few rules. This in itself was the most important of rules, especially for the workaholic couple who were often consumed by the very company they had set up together. Back then they had been young, naïve and hungry for success. They had worked hard and in doing so it had often come at the detriment to their relationship. No one expected them to get married, even they had been surprised at just how quickly they had fallen in love.<br/><br/>They'd married within the first year.<br/><br/>Nobody thought it would last.<br/><br/>The company had continued to grow, and was now one of the biggest in the country and in turn had made them one of the richest couples, not just in the country, but the world also. Work wasn't everything however. Whilst they were both incredibly proud of where they had got to, they had both realised that work couldn't consume every minute of their day, and that they needed to make time for one another. It had been at that point they had brought in one of the only rules in their marriage.<br/><br/>They'd have one date night week. The day for this would be figured out at the beginning of the week, and if their diaries were full, then they would make room for it. Just one date. Once a week. Of course they saw each other most nights, but this was one night where they could forget about work and go out as a couple.<br/><br/>It had been a long day already. Dan had been working since the early hours of the morning. When he had left their marital home, Penny had been fast asleep, spread out naked in their bed. He hadn't bothered waking her, knowing that she'd had a few busy nights previous. He had left a note upon the coffee machine, reminding her that it was date night, and that he'd meet her at home at 7.<br/><br/>He had left work at 4. He popped into the gym for a quick workout before he had headed home, grabbing a quick shower before he began to get dressed, ready for the night. He had got them tickets to one of her favourite bands. Not just normal tickets, but special VIP ones, where they'd be able to watch from the side of the stage. He'd also arranged to grab some dinner after in one of her favourite restaurants however she was late.<br/><br/>He waited until 7 before he drove back into the office. There was still plenty of people around, working busily upon the various office floors. He walked through with purpose before he took the lift to the top floor where he knew he'd be able to find his wife. She was still hard at work and he closed the door behind him before he had walked towards her desk.<br/><br/>Their unspoken arrangement was that if you missed a date because of work, you belonged to the other for the duration of the night. Dan didn't want to wait until he got home. He didn't want any small talk either. She knew she was late. She had known it was a date night, he didn't need to say anything.<br/><br/>He had pulled her out of her chair, and had pushed aside her keyboard and various piles of paperwork. He had bent her over the desk, slid her skirt over her taut legs and ripped off her panties without a moment’s hesitation. The lace had dug into her hips as he pulled, but he knew she craved the pain that it had provided.<br/><br/>The office that was the crowning jewel for Harper-Dasse was quickly turned into just another room for Dan to dominate his wife. The sounds in the office were lewd ones. Soft moans, the slap of flesh against flesh, not to mention his primal grunts as he forced his cock deeper inside of her inviting sex.<br/><br/><em>“I drew this up”</em><br/><br/>He ignored what she had for a moment as he bottomed out inside her, pushing against her cervix in the way he always did when she was bent over. He had figured that she had been doing something important in order to miss their date night but he hadn't known what she had been working on. He grabbed the papers from beside her hand, yet only after he struck her ass hard with the palm of his hand. He placed the contract down upon the arched back of his wife and saw the name upon the front of it, Katherine O'Rourke.<br/><br/>It had been him that had interviewed Katherine, along with his wife. He had been impressed with the skills she had shown. She had shown everything he looked for in a potential candidate and matched many of the things that they had been looking for. Her looks hadn't been taken into consideration when deciding on whether to employ her, however he had endorsed her employment, even going as far to personally get involved in arranging for courses to be set up so that she could progress in the company. Therefore naturally he had been disappointed when Penny had told him about what had happened, what Katherine had done, not to mention the sites that had stood out whilst they had done a full server check to see what sites their employees had been visiting.<br/><br/>He turned to the second page and scanned over the document, particular words standing out, just as his wife had written it.<br/><br/>Slave. Indebted. Consent. Intimate relations. Slut. Whims of your masters.<br/><br/>He knew that Penny was dominant. They were equal, in everything, and though they played. Tying each other up, blindfolds, a little spanking here and there…neither of them were what you’d call submissive. Their sex life had never been anything less than explosive. Yet this contract would certainly allow them to further explore their dominant sides, he knew that Penny was the more sadistic of the two of them, he knew her better than she may have realised. He would do anything for her and if it meant having Katherine as their little 'pet' to play with, then so be it.<br/><br/>Of course he didn't tell her this.<br/><br/>Instead he slammed into her. Within a few thrusts his body tightened up.<br/><br/>He wasn't giving her a release.<br/><br/>Not yet.<br/><br/>His body twitched and she'd quickly feel thick ropes of his warm seed firing into the most inner depths of her pussy as his thrusts became short but powerful, his grunts filling the large office before he was done. His balls had been emptied for now and he pulled out, observing the mess he had made of his wife before he stepped back.<br/><br/>He picked up the contract off of her back and reached down to pull his trousers and underwear back up, tucking himself in before he fastened his belt once more.<br/><br/>''Forget the panties, pull your skirt down and let's go home. We can discuss this contract whilst you've got my cock down your throat and I am watching the game''.