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It took a while. The waitress came, and Laura did order cognac. I sipped. I stroked. We talked. It was hard to imagine anything more incongruous, but we talked. Finally I realized it was going to work. I was warm. My nipples were bullets. My breath was getting shallow. I was going to get there. Now it was a matter of timing, and wondering how on earth I was going to keep it to myself. I had done it quietly in restrooms on occasion; surely I could do it here. I would just have to concentrate on not screwing my face up into some weird grimace.
Suddenly, I was fine. I don't have any idea why, but I was fine. I relaxed. Maybe the drinks had helped, but it didn't matter. Nobody was paying the slightest attention to what I might be doing under the table. I had never had even the most passing introduction to dominance and submission, and here I was, about to come for a near-stranger in a very classy restaurant. And that was all good. Very, very good.
I smiled at her, and wondered if I had smiled at her before now. Maybe not. Not like this, anyway.
"It's going to happen. I'm close."
"You're such a good girl." She smiled warmly into my eyes. "That's it, come for me."
I closed my eyes, poised at the edge, and started to surrender to it. Then I felt her hand on my arm. "No, Pet. Look at me."
I opened my eyes, and found her only a foot away, looking calmly into my eyes again.
She whispered, "Come," and it started. I went rigid, the hand that wasn't at my clit gripping the table so hard it must have left marks. A tiny grunt escaped, but that was all. Looking into her eyes the whole time somehow made this more intimate than anything I'd ever done before, with anyone. And she wasn't even touching me. Locking eyes seemed to suspend time as well. It lasted and lasted, longer than it ever had before, and try as I might I twitched slightly a couple of times.
When I finally let it go, she positively beamed at me, while I tried to catch my breath.
"You're a fast learner, Pet. I'll have you trained in no time. Do you need anything else? A drink, maybe?"
I was settling into that delicious post-orgasm glow. "I'm fine. Really fine." I gave her a smile.
"Then put your shoes on. Let's go home."
This time I didn't even fight it. I knew I was going with her.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 4 years agoWOW!!!! I am awestruck at what a good read this was. I just happened to stumble upon it and ai wanted to take the time to thank you for writing it. I know it must have taken you some time and actual work and determination. Thank you and know that your work is appreciated. Have a great day.
jenorma2012almost 8 years agowhen she ask her if she wanted to leave, I am wondering why did she not get up and walk out if she did not want to be treated that way
Dryhillover 11 years agoAn incredible opening chapter, I hope the second is as good as the first.
GrrrreatImaginationabout 12 years agoYou captured the essence of the relationship excellently. Well written and all that. Keep it up. Now, on to chapter 02.
Anonymousabout 17 years agoWe think we aren't anything like that, only to find we not only are indeed like that but it transforms us into a truer form of whom we are inside. What a delicious transformation into her true self. I can barely stand the wait for then next installment. Thank you very much for sharing.
