Oh so divine retribution!

Monday morning OMG, what a hellish weekend, cant remember much except I did a spot of glory-holin at the local bar! Fuck that was a hot night.
I paused to give myself the once over in my full length mirror, my tight black skirt suit skimmed my curves, the crisp white shirt looking professional, but with a hint of sexiness. Hell, nobody knew but me that I didn't wear panties under my suit, just stockings and a garter belt....you never know when a hot opportunity might present itself! LMFAO!
As I arrived into work my boss Una called me into her office, If I didn't say before, I'm an accountant (just means I add up real well! lol!). Apparently Una's secretary called in sick, or that was the excuse.....more like BF trouble!
''Scarlet, I need your help today Honey'' were the first words that she said, bwoy I knew when Una called me Honey, it usually meant trouble! As it turned out she had a meeting with a real important client today, which meant big bucks for the company! As she asked me to go to the meeting with her I groaned inwardly.....this was not gonna be a good day!
We arrived at the Barlizi restaurant precisely 3 minutes late (my fault, I snagged my hose on the way out!) to find a stern lookin Allan Pheaton waitin outside. Man, he looked pissed! and giving me a dismissive look he took Una's arm and led her inside the air-conditioned restaurant.
As Una and Pheaton got down to business, while I took notes, my eyes strayed in his direction, quite hot in a totally disagreeable way! If it wasnt for the frown lines that etched his face, I guess he'd be quite good-looking! As my mind moved to another place, I became conscious of the wetness between my legs!
''Scarlet''!........I looked up to find two pairs of eyes boring into my skull (already pounding by this time anyway) and I realised by the look on their faces that my attention had wandered.
The meeting finally concluded what seemed like hours later and as Pheaton and Una shook hands, he looked me up and down with such a look of contempt.....it was then I swore I would get my revenge......noboby treated Scarlet like that!
Later back at the office, her tongue loosened with wine, Una talked freely about Pheaton, I listened avidly as a plan began to formulate in my mind..........
Two nights later (totally recovered from my depravities of Sunday night!) I pulled into Rivermead lane, 2am and everywhere was in darkness. I pulled up outside 1131, climbed out of my car and quietly closed the door. Walking around the side of the apartment (lucky it was ground floor) I saw the open window, just as Una had said it would be, apparently he ALWAYS slept with the window open. I quietly slipped in through the open window, pulling the small bag I held behind me.
I landed silently on a thick carpet, curlin my toes appreciatively I set off in search of the bedroom.
I stood and watched him in sleep for a few moments, the silk sheet now tangled and revealing a gleaming torso in the shaft of moonlight that came through the window. I slowly stepped over to the bed, laying my bag on the dresser, silently watching him sleep for a few moments.......... time to begin! Reaching into my bag, I took out the small phial of white powder, nothing that would really hurt him, just a roofie I had crushed earlier.
Dipping my finger in the white powder, I slowly traced a line around his lips, he licked instinctively and stirred slightly, but carried on sleeping. Little by little, I repeated this until the vial was empty. 3am and the clock ticked quietly on the dresser.
Quietly I got up and moved over to the bed, pulling back the sheet to expose his naked body, his cock lay sleeping, soft in the faint light. I tentatively touched the velvet softness, stroking lightly, slowly, until his cock jerked and started to spring to life. I leant over, my mouth and tongue quickly seeking his now hardening cock. My tongue lapped at the tip, searching that cleft, my favourite spot, circling the now engorged head, licking my lips and savouring his pre-cum..... Leaving him for a moment, I reached down for my bag, removing the flask from within. I opened the lid and spilled out two cold glistening ice cubes into the palm of my hand, then placed them inside my hot waiting mouth.
I felt his body jerk as his mind registered the cold sensation as I sucked his cock back into my waiting mouth, the sensation of cold and hot on his cock made his body shudder. I loved the feeling of having him in my power, I felt hot and wet and oh so horny, my hand reaching down to feel the wetness between my legs, inserting two fingers inside my cunt. I felt totally out of control as I climbed over him, thrusting my cunt in his face, gyrating my hips over his hot lips, begging for the roofie to wear off, so he'd look up, and take my cunt lips in his mouth and lick the sweet juices that were running from it...........Enough already, I still had a job to do........moving my body, down down, I grabbed his huge throbbing cock, the tip now engorged and red and thrust it deep into me, gasping with pleasure as it slid into the hot wetness. I rode him like I never rode a man before, the feeling of power over him driving me wild, my hips thrusting as I fucked his mind and his body, moving backwards, forwards, side to side, round and around. I felt his body tense and I moved back, withdrawing his cock from my cunt just as an explosion of his cum hit me. I gasped in delight rubbing the hot cum into my tits, my face, revelling in the hot sweet salty taste......
Carefully I cleaned up behind me, wiped the dresser of any traces of powder, replaced the flask and lovingly washed his cock with a flannel I found in the bathroom. I made my exit back through the window, dropping silently onto the dew soaked grass......it was 5am. I wearily climbed back into my car and silently drove away, I didnt wash, I wanted to take the scent and feel of his cum home with me.......and when he wakes up in the morning, he will know something happened, but not the exact details.........oh sweet revenge.....