The clock on the wall read 9:30, and yet I was in no real hurry to attend to the stack of papers on my desk waiting for my signature, and the blinking light informing me of messages waiting would have to wait. Her note had been slipped under my door to be found upon my arrival that day, though how she'd gained access to the building was still beyond me. I'd canceled both my nine and ten o'clock meetings as I needed time to think, time to figure out a plan, time to simply bask in her communication, enjoy the scent of her perfume as it wafted up from the page held tightly in my hand.
She'd been traveling, and I'd not seen her for some months, and now from out of the blue a simple note had arrived:
My Dear Pet:
I will see you this Saturday, and do remember to shop for food as we will not be leaving the house. Think you know what it is that will make me happy.
Sea
The pale foam green envelope with coral shells delicately covering the page had caused my heart to beat a little faster, and stooping down to retrieve the letter my fingers had started to tremble in anticipation, or was it hope? I laid the envelope on the desk, removed my jacket and placed my briefcase over in the corner by the window of my 65th floor corner office. Smiling I allowed my fingers to trace the outline of the envelope, and then deciding to torture myself just a bit more I went out through the reception area to get a cup of coffee from the canteen. My lips were dry, my palms were sweaty, and like some nervous school boy I almost dropped the coffee pot...easy boy, settle down, it's just a note.
I recognized the scent, my mind swirled in silent ecstasy as I recalled our last time together, remembered the sweet torment as I wrestled within myself as I weighed the response I was about to give to her simple query, "My pet, you have so much potential, but you really do need guidance, and as much as I enjoy you, I have decided that I must stop seeing you unless you agree to be my submissive, my slave. I will mentor you, correct you when you displease me in any way, and you shall serve me in every way, manner and style. You can agree to this, or you may collect your things and leave never to see me again."
She was so poised sitting there in her winged back chair, her lips parted in a knowing smile as she watched the war inside of me. Gazing up at her, her eyes capturing my soul I whimpered, she smiled knowingly and waited for my reply, "Yes Mistress, I wish to serve you, I wish you to make me yours."
Her voice silken, assured and promising of so many things to come had spoken softy to me as I knelt before her, " Very good then, we shall start your training when I return from Europe, but until then, want you to simply wait and think upon the promise you have just made."
She'd kissed me on the forehead and allowed me to lay my head upon her lap as I whispered my adoration of her, "I so adore you Mistress, and long to please you in every way."
I had dozed off as the night grew into day only to have her wake me saying it was time for me to go as she said she had to pack and I had my promise to her to think upon while she was traveling abroad. Now, three months later her perfumed letter laying upon my desk had my mind and heart reeling as I instantly relived every precious moment of that very special night, and now wondered what the future held for me. So many nights I had laid awake in bed unable to find sleep as I thought upon my promise and now the woman of my dreams had returned to hold me to my word and bond.
Returning to my office I sat down behind my desk and stared at the letter, touched it, enjoyed the scent of her, and finally succumbed to the desire to know what she had to say. I'd read and reread the letter several times, then just sat for a while.
Today was Thursday, and I would have so much to do...I canceled all of my appointments for the duration of the week and decided it best not to check the phone messages or sign online to check my email as there would surely be a host of things needing of my attention, but they would have to wait for another day. At 9:15 I'd called up to the receptionist telling her to hold all my calls, and informing her I would be leaving to attend to some business, and would not be returning until Monday sometime in the afternoon. A list, I need to make a list...flowers, I have to get some flowers, but not roses as those are, well predictable. Something soft, sensual and erotic, perhaps and array of wild flowers or an arrangement of orchids might do the trick. Focus, I have to focus, but try as I might the perfume kept sending me to another place, a place where I longed to be.
My cell phone rang causing me to jump, my heart leaping to my throat, and almost out of breath I spoke, "Hello, Jonathan here, who's this?
That soft seductive voice that always melted my restraint, "Hello Darling, did you miss me?
I felt the heat as the blush washed across my cheeks and my lips went dry as I tried to speak, "Uh."
Her voice taunting, filled with quiet amusement, " Come on love, now don't be shy, did you miss me? "
Struggling to remain calm, to regain some composure I managed this time to get a few clumsy words out, " Yeesss Ma'am, yes, I've missed you so much!"
Her soft words seizing control of my heart and soul as she spoke in almost a whisper to my waiting ears, " Good, now be a good boy and get to work, I want things perfect for us when I get there. See you on Saturday, sometime early in the afternoon." I did not get a chance to say good-bye as the receiver went dead though her voice remained inside my head.
My cell phone rang again as I looked up at the clock on the way and saw the time was 10:45 and blinking I wondered where the time had gone. Two rings, three, and coming out of my daze I pushed the button, "Hello, can I help you?"
