I was tingling with anticipation as I drove up the meandering dirt road. I had a hard time keeping my speed down, as the ruts and holes in the worn down dirt punished and banged away at the suspension of my SUV. I had butterflies and I could feel the adrenaline building in my system as my mind raced to think about what might be in my near future. I had met with Joanna once, a few months ago and we had such a breakthrough together that we knew we would have to come back. We had been seeing each other back in the city but, something about being out here in the wilderness gave us freedom of some kind. A freedom to fully express our desires, where no one was within miles of us to pass any judgment. No one to ask questions. Just us, in a cabin, far from the world. Free to be whatever we want to each other.
As I approached the cabin, near dusk, the porch light came on. There she was. The object of my fantasies. Joanna was leaning in the doorway in a warm looking flannel robe on this lovely fall evening. Even in this modest (but somehow sexy) outfit, she held my attention. Her flowing red hair and pale skin accenting the deep reds and blacks of the robe. She was a vision in her late 30s and looked like a model from some camping add in a magazine. She gave me a wave as I hopped out and grabbed my bag heading towards the little front step of the cabin. I could smell the fire she had started in the fireplace and the sounds of the crisp leaves under my feet as I walked up to this vision with her radiant smile and stellar legs holding my attention.
"Hi there!" She said.
"Been here long?" I smiled, as I skipped a step and landed in front of her on the stoop.
"Nope, just an hour or- "I broke her sentence by dropping my bag and grabbing her into a hug.
"Mmm. Missed you. I shoved the bag passed the doorway with a kick.
I turned back to her with a more serious expression.
"Did you bring everything?"
"Made a list and checked it twice."
"Santa eh? Well, I do have a present for you. Have you been a good girl this year?"
"Yes... I have." She pulled the top of her robe away, a little, showing me her ample breasts. She was a good sized c cup at least. Natural and hanging heavy in her black laced bra, I saw, as I stole a glimpse through the gap in the top of her robe.
"Let's see how good you are." I pulled from my jacket pocket a leather collar.
I watched her eyes as she looked into mine. I knew she was feeling the same thrill I was inside as I carefully fastened the collar around her neck. I could hear her breathing change a bit as I finished.
"You will call me Sir going forward understood?"
"Yes... yes Sir." Her tone was calm, but I could hear a hint of waver under her voice.
"Good girl."
"Now show me." I said, with sternness in my voice.
A look of puzzlement flashed across her face, but for a second.
She pulled the tie from her robe and let it fall to the wooden floor of the cabin doorway. I looked down and tried to maintain my composure. She had an elegant black bra on that showed the top of her ample bosom. It barely reached the tops of her quarter sized areolas and hard nipples. They were easy to make out through the delectate mesh of the fabric. Beneath that was a nearly flat belly that just peaked a bit at the top of her garter belt. It matched the bra and the nearly sheer panties that revealed the outlines of her pouting lips underneath. I hadn't noticed the nearly invisible stockings on her legs before. They were exquisite. Too bad they might not last the day. I thought to myself.
She was standing before me, obedient, and strikingly beautiful.
I put my hands on her shoulders and she immediately sank to her knees before me. She struggled with my pants only a moment before dropping them to my knees. The chill from the crisp fall air hit the backs of my legs giving me a slight chill but I was quickly distracted by her hand finding me. She was massaging my manhood through the fabric of my black, cotton boxer briefs and I was getting almost painfully hard.
She then pulled them down to meet my rumpled pants at my knees.
I took in the slightest of breaths as she took my hardness into her warm mouth. Her tongue danced around me as she sucked and licked at my manhood.
I suddenly became aware of our location. The birds and the wind making their own music around us. Her mouth was making exquisite sounds of its own as she moved her lips up and down my cock with conviction. She was leaning forward with her intent and I was treated to the lovely view of her ass beneath me. My senses were tingling and I knew that I was getting very close to an orgasm. I gave her a courtesy warning but I knew her determination already. I was trying to steady myself but my knees were getting weaker, I was having an amazing orgasm as I pumped my hot load into her wanting mouth. She was moaning, sucking and swallowing it all. My good girl.
When I finally regained my balance, she pulled back and looked up at me. Her eyes showing her lust. I knew what she needed. I needed time to recover. "Inside," I instructed as I lead her in closing the door behind us.
I was behind her as we neared the bed. It was a heavily built 4 post bed, with a log frame, that matched the rest of the cabin. I pushed her onto the bed. She fell backwards as I crawled to her. I reached for those sheer panties and began slowly rolling them down. She wiggled her ample hips a little to free them as I exposed her. She was an erotic vision and I knew what would make her happy. But I wanted her to beg.
