Snow crunched under the tires in the driveway and a cloudy sky boded the coming of another storm. I walked up the ramp to the back door, searching for the proper key on my ring. Once inside, I took off my shoes, put them in the boot tray, hung up my coat, and put on the black leather collar that
was hanging there. It had been my first Christmas present from you and I felt special wearing it. It kept you close to me while you were away.
In the kitchen, I started the coffee and began mixing pie crust for the pasties I was making tonight...had to remember to leave the onions out of
yours though, because of your allergy. This was the first time I had made them for you and I was hoping you would like them. I had just put them in the oven and cleaned up my mess when I heard your truck pull in.
"Heh, Heh!!" I thought as I scooted around the corner while you shed your boots and coat. I heard you call my name and kept silent. You knew I was home, but wondered why I hadn't met you at the door as usual. As you started down the hall to look for me, I pounced with a big hug and kiss.
"Gotcha!" I laughed
"Okay, pet," you grinned. "I'll fix you later!"
"Oh, Robert!" I chided, "I was just teasing!"
"I know, pet; but we'll see who gets the last laugh!"
Grinning like a couple of school kids, we hugged each other hard and went back to the kitchen for some of that coffee while we waited for dinner. I had no sooner set the cups on the counter than you were behind me, grabbing
my wrists, pinning them behind me in one of your strong hands. With the other, you tweaked my nipples as you nibbled my neck. Mmmmmm...that gave me shivers!! Guiding me over to the table, you pulled out a chair and sat down. Still holding my wrists, you ordered me across your lap.
"But, Master, we don't have enough time for that. Our dinner will burn."
"Do as your Master tells you!" you said in that tone of voice that meant no
arguing.
You pulled me down and I had no choice but to obey.
With your free hand, you pulled up my skirt and rubbed my ass cheeks through my pantyhose, noting with amusement that I wasn't wearing panties. I felt your arousal growing as you pulled the pantyhose free of my bottom down to my knees. I was tense waiting for the spanking that was sure to come. Instead, your hand slid down between the cheeks to the baldness of my
pussy lips. It was still a strange, erotic sensation, even though you had shaved me weeks before. After fondling me for a while, you ordered me to stand up.
"Gotcha! See...you're not the only one who can tease!" you chuckled, knowing what I had thought was going to happen.
We laughed and hugged some more. I decided to get rid of the pantyhose, making sure to give you a good view as I did so, then got your coffee. As I
set it on the table, I slid into your lap and put my head against your chest, listening to the sound of your heartbeat.