The candles she lit around the room filled it with a soft glow, and a light fragrant scent. She walked into the bathroom and ran her bath water, filling the tub with warm water and bubbles. She put her long hair up on top of her head, and lit the candle that sat on the edge of the bathtub.
She sighed as she slid into the water. Keeping her eye on the time she allowed herself five minutes to relax then picked up her razor and shaved. She made sure she was completely hair free. Sir did not like when she missed hairs. He had been known to pull them out individually if she missed any. She wanted to be perfect for him tonight. She had his favorite meal cooking. and planned on being dressed in his favorite outfit when he walked in the door.
He had been tense lately due to pressures at work. This was the first weekend in about two months that he wouldn’t be working and she wanted to make him relax as much as possible.
Once she finished shaving and washing up, she climbed out of the tub, and put on Sir’s favorite scent. It was light and feminine and she always enjoyed wearing it for him. Letting down her long hair she brushed it out so it hung free down her back. She slipped into her stocking and garter, pulled on a short skirt, and a shear blouse with nothing on underneath. Sir always liked when she wore this blouse with nothing underneath, where he could see her breast, and watch her nipples harden in response to a touch or look.
She hurried back to the kitchen to finish with the last minute preparations. She had just put the salad on the table when he walked in looking tired.
“Hello Sir, dinner is ready”
“Hello Pet, we will eat when I’m ready”
“Yes Sir” she turned the heat down on the dinner to keep it warm.
“ Can I get you something to drink Sir?”
“No, but I do want you to come over here” He pointed to a spot in front of him.
She quickly walked to where he indicated, standing tall with her hands behind her back.
“Lift up your skirt”
She pulled her skirt up to reveal the stockings and garter. His hand stroked her thigh, and then lightly touched her between her legs. She wore no panties, as she knew he preferred her to not wear them. His hand lingered for a moment, feeling her wetness, smelling that sexual aroma that she couldn’t control. He touched her lips lightly with the finger he had just removed from between her legs. She took the finger into her mouth, knowing it was expected of her.
He walked around to stand behind her, pulling up the back of her skirt so that he could see her naked ass. He lightly ran a hand down one cheek, then the other. He gave each side a swift hard crack with his hand, leaving two very distinct handprints on her bottom.
“Let’s eat dinner”
“Yes Sir”
She put dinner on the table, and served him before serving herself. They ate in companionable silence. Once they were done, she started to clean up the table and kitchen. She had just started the dishwasher and was wiping down the counter when he walked into the kitchen. He came up behind her, and grabbed her breast through her blouse. She felt the moisture between her legs as soon as he pinched her nipples. He pressed up against her pinning her against the counter. He gripped a handful of hair and tugged, pulling her head back.
She stifled a moan. Knowing he would become upset if she made too much noise.
