Ma'am and Bear

Chapter 4.

"When we have finished our drinks, you are going to take your clothes off. Your shirt and pants both have blood on them and now a fair amount of wine. I will send them out for cleaning and you can have them back in the morning."

He looks at her and then shrugs, "I guess I am not going home tonight?" he asks in a very neutral way.

She answers, "Oh Bear from the moment you entered my home, there was never any doubt you were staying."

In response, he just shakes his head. He has to acknowledge he has been two steps behind all evening. Concern crosses his face for a moment and then he speaks, "Are you sure you have the right guy?"

"From the moment you walked into my office Bear, and while I open a second bottle of wine, your next duty is to take off your wet shirt, tie, and trousers. While you're at it, the socks and shoes might as well go too."

He was about to object. About to question, then he saw a hardness come into her eyes. It was obvious, not many people said "no" in her world. Shoes came first, and Ma'am turned back having uncorked the wine, and openly watched him. There was a playful light in her eyes as she looked on, and Bear was somehow reassured and discomforted in equal measure.

He just stilled himself and internally returned to his mantra of, please, please, no blushing. This was a first, and he could not look away from her. Ma'am's eyes roamed all of his body, but Bear just stared back into her eyes, fully captured. She moved in closer as he stood there in his black briefs and she held her hand out for his clothes, placing them on the bench top.

"You look lovely," she finally said.

Damn he noted, that was a relief and yet took no confidence, as he just felt laid bare.

"Now it is my turn," she said, putting her glass down and moving to stand before him. Bear went to stand, but again he was pressed back down upon the stool, as she moved in closer to give him access to the buttons on her dark burgundy blouse.

Oh, his breathing quickened and damn if his hands weren't just a little shaky. Ma'am in response just looked down smiling and finally said,

"Oh please, no rush. First is best and not to be wasted by hurrying in the slightest."

Oh, my God, he thought. She was so damned gorgeous. I can't help myself. I so want to touch pull her to me but in all truth, I don't dare.

The heat was rising and there was no way back from here. The buttons undone she turned and his fingers fumbled with the zipper at the back of her skirt. Beautiful fabric and the moment the zipper fully opened, the skirt fell to the floor. Turning she shrugged her shoulders and the blouse joined the skirt at her feet. Bear's eyes roamed her body without any control, and finally rested back within her gaze.

"You like?" she asked, and Bear just stammered. In response, she just placed a finger to his lips and said, "Shhhhh that's as good a compliment as I could ever wish for."

His eyes dropped and fixed upon her garter belt and the almost swimwear looking silky teddy, one piece, that remained.

"Time for me to sit," she said, pulling him off the stool but instead of having him rise, she gently pushed him down to his knees. Turning him around and sitting herself now where he had sat a minute before.

"Remember the cab and my shoe?"

Bear was fully looking up to her now.

"I do love a man on his knees before me. I always have."

There was no way he could find any words and when she shifted upon the stool opening her legs he became desperate. Immediately she took charge.

"Down boy," she said. "First things first, let me watch you take off my garter belt, and then each stocking, passing them to me. Oh and one thing more. Don't you dare drop your eyes, you are doing this for my pleasure and you will maintain eye contact every second you are doing this for me. Understood?"

Oh yes, he understood. There was no way he could wrench his gaze away and yet, oh my God, she was so gorgeous. I am just beside myself to see and take her in. Her were so smooth, the stockings just fell away, and the garter unclipped from the front. He held them out for her and she took them, he then started shaking his head.

"I'm so sorry," came unbidden from his lips. "I can't stop myself. I'm so sorry, but please."

This said, her hand encircled the back of his head and forcefully drew his face between her legs. She started slowly speaking, reassuring him.

"Yes, I want you." "Yes, come to me." "Yes, let me feel your mouth upon me." "Let me feel your tongue strive to get around my silk teddy." "Let me feel the desperation to please me."

Next, there was a muffled cry, as Ma'am's foot found the front of his briefs, rubbing hard against him. Oh, he was lost in her scent, her taste, these tore at his restraint. Her foot pushed hard down upon him. He started to pull away.

"Oh, my God, No. I'm going to!" he cried out, in response, she fiercely pulled his face even tighter between her legs and exclaimed,

"Yes yes yes" as she dug her nails into his scalp and bucked her hips against him.

That was it. The last vestiges of restraint fell away as gasping he came. Then all he could repeat was,

"Yes please, yes please, yes please."

Thereafter he was spent. Only his arms locked around her waist stopped him from sliding down to be a puddle on the floor at her feet.

She too had not let him go. Her hands still gripped him tightly as her body continued to shudder and slowly her breathing returned to normal. Finally, she took a deep intake of breath, and shouted,

"Oh, my God, yes yes yes."

"After the longest night, there is finally morning."

Her hands slipped away from gripping him and he sat back slowly on his heels looking up. Their eye contact was electric, and all he could say as he looked up into her eyes was, "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." and then he added, "More?" As a question.

With a broad smile she answered, "Soon." which brought a huge smile to his face.

She continued to look down upon him just nodding. The satisfaction spread throughout her body and with it, also relief. Her body knew and there was no fooling it ever. The feeling of relief, was acknowledgment, that all the boxes had been ticked. Added to this was a growing excitement as to what could come next.

"Here let me help you up, and can you bring me a paper towel from the cupboard? I seem to have quite a sticky foot." At which point she started to laugh. She continued, "Better bring some for yourself, as you seem to have, quite a sticky face."

"Good for me," he just said.

"Me too." she answered, and stretched her arms high above her head, drawing in a huge breath.

Oh, my God, he noted. Aren't you the most gorgeous thing I have ever met.

"Ah yes," she then said, and a shiver went through him.

Had she heard his internal dialogue? On his opening a third cupboard without results she intervened saying, "Come on, let me take you upstairs, and we can have a shower." She then stood, reached out a hand, and led him out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Bear was a step behind, trailing her up the stairs. Oh my, she had just the most attractive of figures and when he watched her move up the stairs he was in heaven.