SIR left instructions.
I had a nice warm shower and put on some of the body lotion he gave me for Christmas. As I looked in the mirror, I wondered what he had in mind for the night. I knew he had gone shopping and bought some new toys, but he had not told me what they were yet. I walked naked to my room, glanced out the window, considered closing the blinds, but then thought, what the hell, it may heighten the excitement if I left them open. So open they stayed.
I did my hair, all soft waves and loose, like He liked. Not sure why, He always messed it up so bad whenever we got together, but I looked good at the beginning of the evening. I did my make up. Just the bare minimum, SIR liked the natural look. Besides, by the end of the night I am sure my mascara would be running. I painted my nails, this was unusual, but I loved the sight of my red nails digging into His skin and leaving little crescent marks.
I was to dress nice for dinner, skirt, loose blouse, stockings, garter, heels (low if I needed to, since I am still working on the high ones), and very sexy panties. I decided against any jewellery, in case it got pulled, and went with the sexy choker collar SIR bought me for Valentines Day. It was His night and I was His after all.
I was ready precisely 5 minutes early so I put on some music and poured two glasses of wine. I did not drink until SIR was there with me. It tastes so much sweeter when shared with someone else. Just as I put the bottle away, I heard the car and hurried to the door in my stocking feet. I pulled it open before SIR could even knock. He stared at me. As He took a step in, I stepped back to make room. He kept walking and pushed the door closed with out even looking. Soon my back was against the wall, and He took one more step. His body was on mine, from chest to hip. SIR is taller then I am and as I gazed up at Him, I stretched my neck up in invitation. He accepted. His strong fingers lightly caressed my throat, He leaned in for a kiss and suddenly he squeezed harder and kissed me so hard my teeth were cutting my inner lip. My legs went weak, and thank goodness He caught me or I would have been on the floor.
SIR let me catch my breath, and after a moment I finally looked at more then His face. He was dressed casually, in dress pants, button shirt, no tie, and comfy shoes. I think I started to drool at this point. I so loved looking at my SIR. I loved touching even more, but He went to the kitchen and got the two glasses.
"What did you buy at the toy store, SIR?" Damn....that look made me shut up real quick. Okay......guess it is going to be a surprise. Now the anticipation and anxiety kick in. Anticipation is winning.
As He finishes his wine, SIR reaches into his pocket. "I will show you one thing I bought. I want you to wear this tonight." In His hand is a little velvet pouch. I pull the draw string and inside is a jewelled butt plug. The exact one I was drooling over two months ago. I can't help the smile, my face lights up and I give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He grabs my hair, turns my face, and deepens it until I nearly drop my little treasure. Once He releases me, I take a moment to get my bearings.....oh how easy He does that to me.....and go to put my new toy in place. It may be small, but damn, it feels so, so good.
Once in His car, I can feel my toy in my ass. I know that He will be playing with my ass tonight and that is the biggest turn on. I think He hit that last bump on purpose and I could kiss him for it. At the restaurant, not fancy, not cheap, Sir parks at the back of the lot. Good food and known for their soup....and oh how I love soup....he watches me walk to the front door. I am so into the feeling in my ass I zone out and nearly walk right past the door. I feel a hand on my elbow and hear a quiet, dirty little chuckle. SIR knows just what this is doing to me. He takes my coat, runs his finger under my collar, smiles and says 'mine'.
Dinner was very leisurely, with lots of innuendos and sparkling eyes. Every once in a while, SIR squeezes my finger, just to let me know he is in charge...as if I could ever forget. At one time, He reaches over and pinches my nipple, really hard, making me moan. The man beside us looks, then looks again. I thought he may ask to join us by the look on his face. SIR just grinned, and slowly licked his lips. I know He has a very fun session planned and try to hurry my dinner. I stick with water since I already had my one glass of wine and skip dessert. I so want to get to SIR's house.
As soon as the bill was paid and all the pleasantries with the staff done, we walk to the car. My ass is throbbing and my pussy is soaking wet. Beside the car, He turns me, pushes me over the hood and smacks my ass. Hard. If I was standing. I would have fallen to the ground. Two, three,......damn, lost count. Now sitting is definitely going to be a test of my patience. So wished he lived closer....like right next door.