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For two days, Greg felt overwhelmed by his encounter with Nikki. He had some difficulty in putting her out of his mind, and feared how easily he had succumbed to her. Attempting to gain inner strength, he vowed to blow her off if she indeed ever called him.
A couple more days passed without a word from Nikki. Their session together continued to replay over and over in Greg's mind. The more he tried to analyze the situation, the more confused he became. He was now only "pretty sure" that he would blow Nikki off if she ever called.
Three more days passed without a word from Nikki. Greg began to realize that his attempts at resisting her were merely his mind's way of dealing with denial. She indeed had struck some unknown chord deep inside him, and the vibrations were just too pleasing to ignore. His mental replays of their encounter together no longer frightened him as much as they had before. Arousal slowly replaced fear. Greg began keeping his condo a little cleaner without even being aware of it. He no longer had a planned response for Nikki in the event of her call.
By the 10th day, Greg's denial and resistance had yielded to acceptance and desire. He realized that he indeed wanted what Nikki offered, regardless of how unconventional. With his denial now behind him, Greg's lust for Nikki deepened by the hour. He no longer just merely became aroused while replaying their encounter together. He now masturbated furiously to them. He even began noticing a stirring in his loins whenever he performed domestic chores. Now Greg's main concern was that Nikki hadn't called yet.
Over the next two days, the memory and image of Nikki slowly consumed Greg. He masturbated several more times during his deep cleaning chores around his condo. He realized how foolish he had been to deny his inner feelings in the first place. After all, she'd made him cum harder and longer than anyone had for at least the past 20 years.
Greg decided that if Nikki did ever call, he would succumb to her desires and do whatever was necessary to keep her in his ordinary life. After all, Nikki had rekindled his diminishing sex life. She was also the hottest looking woman that Greg had ever been with. Yes, he would play her game, and play them on her terms. After all, no one but Nikki would have to know about their secret.
Nikki still hadn't called though, and Greg worried that he may never hear from her again. Two days later, his worry grew into a full blown panic. It had been two full weeks since their encounter. Every time the phone rang, his heart skipped a beat, then his pulse would quicken as his hopes increased. Then he would grow deeply depressed when he found out that it wasn't Nikki calling. He felt torn between going to the bar each night to see if she might be there, and not wanting to miss her call by leaving his condo.
Friday night, sixteen days after their encounter, Nikki finally called.
"Hello pet, do you miss me?" Nikki mused. Finding Greg home late on a Friday night pleased her. She knew it was a very good sign.
"Oh, YES!" he eagerly responded, immediately exposing his cards.
Nikki smiled widened with deep satisfaction. Greg had been waiting for her call like a lost, hungry puppy. She had played this game enough times to know that by now, he would either have grown disinterested, or hopelessly hooked. She rarely had to cover any ground in between.
"I'm glad to hear that. Then you are ready to see me again." she added, quickly getting down to business.
"Yes!" he replied.
"Very well then. I'll stop by tomorrow night at 8; WITH my white gloves!" she warned.
"Umm..." he hesitated.
"Is there a problem, pet?" she asked.
"No, it's just that I have a prior commitment." he explained.
"You mean you HAD a prior commitment. Break it!" she demanded.
"Yes, of course." he agreed.
"See you tomorrow then." she coolly commented before terminating the call.
Greg's cock had quickly grown hard during their short conversation. When he realized he had some explaining to do to his buddies, however, his cock deflated just as quickly. It was his turn to host their monthly poker game, and now he had to cancel out at the last minute.
Greg felt fortunate that all 5 of his buddies were out for the evening. He left apologetic messages that he had to cancel, but that he would host the game next month for sure. For added insurance, he also left e-mail messages to the 4 who had internet access. He cursed Ron for not being connected online like the rest of his peers. Greg would have to call him again in the morning to make certain that Ron had received his cancellation message. After all, he didn't need Ron showing up after Nikki had arrived!
Sleep was difficult for Greg. Consequently, he stayed in bed much later than usual for a Saturday morning. His nerves tempered his usually strong appetite, and he ate lightly at all three meals. In between meals, he spent most of his time deep cleaning. Although he was aroused many times throughout the day, he chose not to masturbate.
Time dragged on excruciating slow for Greg. He found himself wishing that he'd gone to the gym earlier to blow off some of his nervous energy. To make matters worse, Nikki didn't arrive on time. He paced the floor, checking and rechecking the cleanliness of his place as he waited. At 8:25, the doorbell finally rang. He almost ran to the door to open it.
"Hello pet." she coolly stated.
"Hello!" Greg enthusiastically responded. He stepped aside and allowed Nikki to enter. She wore clothing very similar to what she had worn the last time, but her handbag was much larger.
"Happy to see me?" she mused, stepping into the living room.
"Very!" Greg responded as he watched Nikki remove her jacket. She handed it to him without a word. He hung her jacket and offered her a drink.
"Maybe later. First I want to lay down the law with you. Take off your clothes and kneel before me." she instructed very businesslike.
Greg quickly complied, and his cock quickly grew hard in the process. Nikki fought to suppress a smile. Although deeply pleased, she didn't want to show it.
"I see that my pet is eager for what I can give him! Now pay close attention, as I will not repeat myself. If you fail to follow the rules at any time, you will be punished. First of all, you need to start showing me proper respect. So there will times when you will address me as Goddess." she instructed.
"Yes Goddess." he replied.
"But I DON'T want to hear the word Goddess at the end of every sentence. You'll sound like a fucking broken record, and that would be terribly annoying. Your cue will the word pet. When I address you as pet, you in turn will address me as Goddess. I may add cues in the future as your training progresses, but for now, your only cue will be pet. Understand?" she inquired.
"Yes." he replied.
"Yes, I think you do. Now; have you masturbated since the last time I saw you?" she asked, with a mischievous smile. Greg's face blushed.
"Yes." he admitted.
