I am in a mood tonight. It's hard to describe, kind of feisty I guess.
As I walk up to my Dom's door, I start to imagine what the night may have in store. He'll expect me to come in, strip down and assume my presenting position: kneeling on the floor with my hands behind my head, breasts out, waiting for inspection. But you know what? I don't feel like doing that tonight.
I called him that night, feeling lonely, desperate for some kind of attention. We stopped having break-up sex months ago, but I knew he wouldn't say no.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's me," I said.
"... Hey. Everything ok?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm good. Um... are you busy tonight? Can I come over?"
"Oh." He paused then said, "Yeah, definitely. But on one condition."
I wasn't expecting this. "What's that?"
"I tell you what to do.
It's still hard to believe that my wife and I are by ourselves for spring break. The story of how we ended up that way is one for another time -- and really, I should turn things over to Shayleigh, our beautiful twenty-year-old sex pet, when that time comes. She's off with her new friend, Julia, on a week-long fuck fest in Colorado, exploring her dominant side for the very first time.
A cool spring breeze gently lifted the curls from my brow as I walked from my car to my front door. It had been a tiring day at work, and I was especially exhausted because of the high-endurance partying I had done the night before. I unlocked the door and tossed my keys on the couch. My purse and shoes were shaken off and discarded lazily on the floor. As I walked to the study to quickly check my e-mail before a shower, I stripped off my shirt and flung it in the bedroom towards the general direction of the hamper.
He awoke with a start as the sun came in the window. Usually by this time He had been hunting or conferring with Raj or the monks about the events of the day. Things had not quite returned to normal since the War of the Ruination, His girl must have left orders not to wake Him.
While He appreciated her concern, there were many important things He had to take care of, and quickly.
Steve
I am a professor at a large university. My students are men and women of all ages. There seems to be a trend for older people to go back to school to take the courses they are interested in. Since my area is twentieth century literature, I tend to get older students, especially women in their thirties and forties who don't have to work and can attend lectures in the daytime.