I had been waiting for you. I was bare and in the position I had learned long ago, on my knees, legs spread, resting on my ankles that would gently my cheeks apart. My hands lay on my knees, palms up, my shoulders were back and my chin was raised, while my eyes were lowered. I was ready and open to receive you when you returned home.
When I heard the keys at the door, my heart raced. Still unmoved I waited. I heard the door open then nothing but your voice, "Oh, babygirl. You look so beautiful. Don't move. I'll be just a moment." I heard the door close and your keys laid on the table, a soft thud of your work case put to the floor, then a quiet growl. I could smell your scent as you came closer. You brushed the hair that had wisped over my eyes and I felt your kiss on my forehead. "So beautiful. You please me babygirl and make me proud you are mine. And I am yours." You caressed my face and your fingertips felt electric to my skin. I still did not move, but my heart began to race.
I heard the familiar sound of you unbuckling your belt and heard you sit, presumably to remove your shoes and socks to be more comfortable. Though my eyes were lowered, they were not closed, and I saw your slacks drop to the floor followed by your dress shirt and undershirt. Oh, how my mind raced, how I wanted to look upon you, yet I waited.
"You are my gift, babygirl and I am yours. You bent over and took my hands into yours and guided me to stand before you. You lifted my chin gently with your fingers. "Look at me, baby."
I looked up and into your eyes and you softened as you leaned in to kiss me. So soft, so tender, I moaned lightly into your breath, breathing your breath felt like life breathing into me. "I need to shower. Join me."
"Yes, my Sir." You led me by the hand to the shower and turned the water on, letting the water warm as you returned to kissing me. I kept eye contact with you as your hand moved upwards towards my breasts where you began to pinch and twist my left nipple gently.. then a little harder until I was biting my bottom lip to keep any wincing at bay. As it hardened, you let go of my hand and your left hand found my right nipple and you began the same treatment. Pinching, twisting, pulling, and watching my face as it became flush. Then as they were both hard and tender, you ran just the palm of your hand over them in slow circles, teasing them and me. You watched my faced and I could see you starting to zone in on the control you had over me. You knew I would take anything you gave me and I would give you my total submission in return. Your hands moved to my waist and you pulled me for a hard kiss as you led us both into the steamy shower.
Without a word said you stood there as I grabbed the shower sponge and soap, lathering it well, then I began to bathe your body. I was very through beginning with your neck and shoulders. I gazed at your body lovingly as I ran the lather over your chest. I ran the sponge roughly over your nipples, making them as erect as you had made mine. I playfully took my fingernails to pay close attention to them, playing with their hardness. You cock began to twitch and I stopped to resume my expected task.
I started to run the sponge back up and down each arm, raising your hand to wash the backs and palms, then slipping the rope of the sponge around my wrist, I used my own soap covered hands to wash and massage your fingers, between your fingers, massaging the tense muscles of your thumbs until I felt you relax. "So, good to me babygirl... mmmmm."
