I came home from the store and set my groceries on the table. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and hoped it was my baby girl. It was another taunting picture of her as she got ready for our date weekend. Fucking tease. Her naked body leaning against the sink, about to step into the shower, such a brat; I looked forward to tasting that perfect body later. I checked my watch and realized I only had a few hours before she would arrive. She said she had something special planned for me, and couldn't wait to see what it was. I hastily kicked off my shoes, put away my groceries and began to tidy up a little, not that it bothered either of us, I just wanted her to feel special.
The clock moved fast and slow at the same time, I couldn't wait for her to arrive but I wasn't done preparing for her arrival, I lit a candle on my table and hustled to my bedroom to get dressed, I didn't want to be in gray sweatpants if she showed up in something dazzling, even if she did love the gray sweatpants... I decided to keep my jeans on, put a button up over my tank top and rolled my sleeves up, my boots were still on, she loved the boots. I walked back out of the living room and took one last glance around, checked my hair in the mirror and heard a knock at the door; finally.
Mel said I could start wherever I wanted tonight, usually she tells me what she needs; Romantic/affectionate or dominant/aggressive, sometimes a mix of both. Tonight it was my choice and I wasn't sure why, until I saw her. Goddamn. She's usually pretty casual when she arrives, tonight however made me very glad I didn't pick a t-shirt to wear. I threw my head back in disbelief when I saw her in that dress, if you can even call that little bit of fabric a dress, it clutched onto her body so skin tight you'd think it was painted on, I pulled her inside and took her bag, I dropped it on the floor beneath the bar and quickly scooped her up into my arms, she hung herself from my neck like jewelry and kissed me, my hands rested flat against her apparently backless dress, her smooth skin was warm in my hands and I wondered how this dress came off...
She pulled away from our kiss a little and I whispered in her ear; "You are definitely my good girl but tonight I'm gonna treat you like a bad one..." she was blushing when I looked at her again, before she could say anything I glided her body across the carpet and against the door, I kissed her hard and fast on the lips as I set her down on her feet again, while pulling her dress up a little I tapped the inner sides of each of her shoes, signaling that I wanted her to spread her legs, she did. "Good girl." I breathily said into her neck. My dominant hand rested on the door above her head and I slid my other hand between her thighs and up her dress, the warmth of her wet pussy could already be felt through her panties, I rubbed it a few times before I quickly yanked her away from the door and bent her over the back of the couch. I pulled her dress up more as i kicked her legs open again, I got down on my knees and slid her panties to her ankles which was such a sight to see. I spanked her beautiful ass before spreading her cheeks and eating her from the back, I heard her clawing at the couch and little light gasps escaped her lips as I tongue fucked her tight little hole.
I spanked her again before standing up, I grabbed hold of her hair and yanked her head back to me, her back arched and I stuck my fingers inside her; "you ready to be daddy's good little whore?" I knew she'd like that. She replied with "yes sir" which only made me crave her more. I let her go and quickly untucked my shirt and began to unzip my jeans. I pulled out my cock and stroked myself a few times before rubbing the tip up and down her soft and wet pussy lips before thrusting inside her without warning; she almost screamed. I reached up to grab her by the hair and pull her head back, which made it more difficult to moan but god, I loved the sound of the struggle. My other hand held onto the bunched fabric of her dress tightly and just pulled her into my thrusts, she was mine.