Fantasy # 003 -- Do the Dishes
Finally! It is Friday and the kids are off to spend the weekend with their father. As always, it is difficult to see them go, but I know that they need this time and, of course, I could always use a a couple nights of rest and relaxation.
My Master comes up behind me as I watch the car with my children pull off. He knows what a bittersweet time this is for me. While it means he and I will be alone with no worries of children knocking at inopportune moments, I will still miss them. As my Master, he must keep my mind occupied.
"Time to clear the table, my Angel." he tells me, stroking both of my shoulders with his hands.
Sighing, I turn in his arms and offer him a smile. "Yes, my Master. I will get to it right away." I tell him and back off to go around him through the door and back into the house.
I feed my children before they are picked up for the weekend, so the load of dirty dishes is as it usually is during the week, that is to say there are many dishes for me to wash. I take the dishes away from the table and move them to the kitchen. Placing them in the sink, I turn on the hot water and while it is heating, prepare the dish drainer and make sure the other sink for rinsing is clean.
My back is turned to my Master, but I have little doubt he is watching me. With that in mind, I remain bent over as I get the drainer from under the sink, where I keep it when not in use. The way I wiggles the ass I gave him wasn't necessary, but now that the children were gone and I had chores to focus on, I was feeling a bit on the frisky side.
Straightening, I check the temperature of the water. Nice and hot, just like I am getting, thinking of how my Master may use me while there are no children to worry about. I stopper the sink and add dish soap, watching it steam and cover the dishes. As I wait, I lean over the sink and again, wiggle the ass that belongs to my Master idly.
When the sink is filled, I begin washing the dishes and then rinsing them and putting them in the drainer. I place my body rather central, but keep my legs spread wider than usual. The hem of my skirt brushes my legs as I continue my chores and I can imagine how it looks, waving side to side as my hips move while I work.
I am almost done with the dishes when I feel the hands on my hips ...
Keeping the smile out of my voice is not easy. "Yes, Master?" I ask, as innocently as I can, never once pausing in the washing of the dishes.
"Keep working, my beautiful Angel." he commands me.
It is a chore just keeping the grin off of my face. "Of course, my Master. I am almost done, if you will be needing me to do anything afterwards." my voice sounds still innocent to my own ears.
He says nothing to this, but I feel him pulling my skirt up. A grin breaks out on my face, but I continue to wash, rinse and dry dishes. At his silent urging, I spread my legs a bit more and I feel his hands running up and down the ass he owns.
As I back up into the grasping hands, I speak in a voice that is full of mock protest. "Master, I have dishes to do."
"I know." I hear his voice in my right ear and his breath on my neck. His hand moves between my legs and caresses the wetness at the opening to my pussy. "And you will continue to do your chore. Do you understand?" it is then I feel two fingers slide effortlessly inside of me.
