Katrina had her new sub Dillon follow her home from the club. His truck trailed behind her through the late night city streets, and out to her condo. He pulled into the guest space by her yellow jeep. She watched him stare up at the condo complex. Three story square units sat at alternating depths from one another. Large expanses of glass opened on each floor surrounded by walls of cream colored Texas sand stone. Square balconies jutted out from the walls, held up by dark thick cables. The complex sat on a hill, overlooking downtown Austin. Katrina climbed out of her vehicle and grabbed her toy bag from the back seat. Waiting for Dillon, she took his hand when he reached her.
"Wow!" He breathed, turning to take in the city nightscape.
"Pretty awesome view, huh?" She said with a smile. "I love it up here!" She took a deep breath of the Texas night air. Scrub brush and rocky hillside surrounding the complex was lite by a bright moon. She led him up the winding flagstone path to her home. It was the last unit on the end. She unlocked the door and ushered him in. Gleaming walnut floors stretched from the entry way into the living room. Katrina tossed her keys onto an entry table. Dillon wandered ahead of her. Moonlight streamed through the large windows, lighting the living room. A red leather couch and love seat faced a stone hearth. Brightly patterned riding blankets were draped over the arms of the couch. He moved to the windows, looking out a glass door that led to the balcony. The Austin skyline filled the windows.
"What do you do for work, Ma'am?" He asked, turning toward her.
"I'm a doctor." She answered, watching his silhouetted form against the glass. She leaned against the arm of the couch. "What about you, Dillon?"
"I work personnel in the military", he answered, sounding a little unsure.
"Nice, Monday through Friday, then." She said happily. "I like a man that serves. What branch?"
"Air Force" He sounded a little more relaxed at her approving tone. She couldn't see his face.
Her last boy had been in the Army, stationed up at Fort Hood. He was a Sergeant in the 1st Cavalry. Katrina felt a stab of sadness. They had been great together, for over two years.... Then the Army moved him to Germany. Long distance didn't work, so they had parted ways. God, she didn't know if she was ready to go through another loss again. But she and Dillon had just met tonight, why was she thinking about loss? She didn't even know the boy. Maybe she hadn't thought this out very well... Buying Dillon like this, knowing nothing about him beforehand. Maybe she would need to keep things a little more casual... Not let them get too emotionally attached. But that was not her style... never her style.
"How long have you been stationed there?" She asked, trying to keep her voice neutral.
"Nine months... It's my first duty station, Ma'am." She breathed out a little sigh of relief at his answer. Well, then that should give them a little time together... Standing quickly, she strode to the kitchen, flipping on the lights.
"Come on in here, boy." She called to him. "Let's find us some food... I am sure you worked up an appetite tonight!"
"That's for sure!" She heard him chuckle, as he headed her way.
After a hearty snack, they headed up to Katrina's master suite on the third floor. Dillon had put away a good amount of food... no question the boy could eat! But then, he was young, twenty four years old, it turned out, and built like a truck. They had talked easily over the food, getting better acquainted. She pointed out the guest room and office, as they passed the second floor. A large four poster bed took up one side of her bedroom. The posts were thick rough squares of wood, harkening back to settler days. A creamy white fur rug stretched beside the bed, light against the dark wood floor. She showed him where to set his bag, and then sent him down to the second floor bathroom to get cleaned up. Once he left the room, she headed to her own bathroom.
He came back to her clean, damp, and smelling of some delicious after shave. Clad in a pair of boxers and a T-shirt, he stood a little awkwardly, staring at her. She had changed into a pair of black silk panties and a sheer black thigh length robe. The robe hung open, revealing her slender stomach and the curves of small but full breasts. Nipples showed shadowy, tenting the light material. He shifted to clasp his hands behind his back, head down. He was blushing furiously, his boxers pressed out over a large erection. This sudden intimacy had him off balance.
"Take your clothes off" She ordered, husky voice breaking the silence. He moved quickly to comply, placing his clothes on top of his bag. The order had propelled him into motion, setting him more at ease. His muscles bunched and flexed with his movement. His uncut cock bobbed between his legs stiffly, the tip wet.
"Hands behind your neck" Her next command, as she padded barefoot across the floor to him. She had seen him nearly naked at the club already, but she wanted a closer look. Without the leather thong, she noticed that he had a little well groomed nest of hair around his cock, with a light coat over his balls. She hadn't noticed the hair on his balls, before. To busy watching his fine ass get red, she mused.
"This will have to go" She stated, tangling the hair in her fingers and giving it a tug.
"Yes, Ma'am" He said, holding very still.
"Tomorrow we'll get it taken off." She informed him. He nodded understanding, blushing again. She ran the flat of her hand over his chest and abdomen, feeling only smooth skin.
"You wax?" She asked, pleased.
"Yes, Ma'am" He murmured, sneaking a look down at her breasts as she stood in front of him. She glanced up and his blue eyes quickly shifted away, guilty look on his face. She raised an eyebrow and tapped a finger on his chest. A smile teased at the corner of her mouth. Walking around him, she admired his welted back and ass, with the three cane stripes. She traced a stripe with her finger, and he sucked in a breath.
"Such pretty markings, if I must say so myself!" She murmured.
"Yes, they are!" He answered excitedly. "Thank you, Ma'am"
"When did you see them?" She asked, smiling.
"In the bathroom mirror." He groaned as she cupped his ass and gave it a squeeze.
