Ma'am and Bear

"Are you dressed yet, Bear?" Ma'am called from her wardrobe.

"Slacks and a nice shirt, okay?" asked Bear in return. "It's a warm, sunny day outside."

Without hearing an answer, Bear thought,

"I might as well just show her,"

and walked across his bedroom and through the door to present himself.

He entered her wardrobe, finding Ma'am bending forward, one foot on a chair to get the seams on her stockings aligned.

He was going to speak but just paused, as she took his breath away by doing the simplest of things.

Without turning, Ma'am queried,

"My bum again?"

"Actually, it's all of you, to be perfectly honest."

"Ooohhh, I will take that as a compliment," Ma'am replied.

Then she stood, turned and looked him up and down.

"You will do for now," was her reply as she walked past him and out the door. Bear spun on his heel and sought to catch up and just stopped in time from bumping into the back of her. She stood poised in the hallway, opening two double doors he had assumed to be storage space. Actually, the doors revealed a lift, and this caught him quite by surprise.

"No stairs?"

"Come inside and close the outer doors. We are going to the basement and I like the direct route."

"Basement?" Bear asked,

"Where I keep the cars. My treat, so you get to choose, but I get to drive."

"What's on offer?"

"You'll see, it's nice to have a little mystery and with show and tell, it's show that comes first."

With that, Ma'am moved out of the lift and into the carpeted basement as the lights flickered and then came fully on. As this occurred, Bear came to a complete stop.

Before him parked up against the far wall was a Ford GTO, a Tesla, and two BMWs, one being an X5 and the other a convertible M4.

Ma'am stopped and looked back.

"Come on choose,"

"Are we going far?"

"No."

"The M4 then, as it's a nice day and having the top down will be a treat."

"Good enough."

Ma'am then pressed down on the Fob unlock button and as they moved toward the car. In response, the roof neatly stowed itself into the trunk.

Ma'am approached the car and detached a cable, tossing it back out of the way.

Bear looked at her quizzically.

"I hate waiting for anything and dear Bear when I want to go, now is the only option. So I have the oil in the cars preheated. Get in and just stamping on the gas first thing is very satisfying."

This said. She pushed the start button, and the car slid forward and climbed up past the opening garage door and out onto the street.

At the next set of lights, Ma'am pulled into the turning lane alongside a Porsche Cayman.

Bear glanced across at the Porsche driver, who was staring back fixedly.

"No turn signal, so I feel you are going straight and my guess from here is the Porsche guy will not let you in."

Ma'am just shrugged and pressed the M4 sport performance button on the dash.

"Is this standard or have you had it tweaked?" Bear inquired, looking again at the furiously glaring guy next to him.

"Oh yes, Bear, I definitely took this car to the shop for modifications, but really, they are not needed, as I intend to cheat."

With this said, Ma'am, judging the cross street's lights had turned red, accelerated a second earlier and was halfway across the intersection as their light processed to green.

"Oh yes," Bear let out a whoop. "I do like being pinned to the seat."

Ma'am turned to him, eyes dancing with excitement.

"I'd forgotten how much fun it is throwing down the challenge at the streetlights. You do bring out the best in me." And with that she laughed loudly, ending with a long "Wahoooooo!"

A short drive later they pulled in to parking lot close to a store's entrance and Ma'am immediately got out saying,

"This is an old client and we should be able to get you suited up for this evening."

Ma'am moved into the store with liquid grace and was still smiling from the race at the lights.

"My God, he makes me feel alive. I haven't felt this good in years. Just wait till tonight. They're all going to have a fit when I arrive, plus one. Mmmmm with this in mind, I do want him to look stunningly sheik."

"Antonio," Ma'am called out, having got halfway through the store.

A kindly stooped man looked up from a bench at the back of the store and fairly beamed as he saw Ma'am striding towards him.

"Vita Mia,"

"Antonio, I know it has been too long."

"I forgive you. I can not do otherwise. So with that said, how can I help my God Daughter today?"

"I have a formal business dinner tonight," and turning to Bear, pointed, "here is my plus one."

Antonio could only say, "Oh my. Finally."

"Yes, finally. I've found someone. So, Antonio, can you please dress him up so he looks good enough to eat?"

"I will do my best, as always. Perhaps if I take some measurements, we can custom fit something for you without too many alterations."

Antonio pointed to a small dais and Bear stood still while Antonio moved efficiently around him, noting measurements with a pencil in a small notebook held in his top pocket.

Ma'am sat in an easy chair watching intently, observing the smallest of details as Bear stood relaxed and still. The last few days danced before her eyes and she became immediately lost in so many intense recollections.

"Oh my God, he has my heart," she thought, thoroughly lost in the cascade of memories. "Oh my, I want him again. Is this addiction? Or more likely, I just can't get too much of a good thing."

Ma'am chuckled to herself, bringing Bear and Antonio's attention to her.

Antonio smiled, shook his head, and then spoke,

"Ive not seen you look this happy and content in forever."

Ma'am shrugged, but the smile that grew upon her face told a full story.

"I'm done," said Antonio, stepping back and beckoning for Bear to step down.

"Carletta will deliver after six this evening," and with that, he moved towards the back of the store and disappeared from sight.

"Well, that's you taken care of," to which Bear shrugged saying,

"Happy to oblige."

Ma'am caught Bear's eye, and after giving him a wicked smile, added,

"Oh yes, you will oblige me many times and often."

Bear blushed and glanced down.

"Oh, my," Ma'am thought. "How gorgeous is that? He falls into submission before my very eyes at my declaration of many times and often. Oh, Bear, I could eat you again right now."

Bear could feel the intensity of her gaze and the want of him that exuded from her. His reaction was an instant sensation of falling, a loss of self direction and then intense need. Oh my God, yes, the need. Every cell screaming yes, aching to be touched, held and taken in.

To himself, Bear noted,

"I have it bad, but thankfully, oh so thankfully, I'm not the only one. Takes two to tango, and we are definitely hearing the same music."

Finally, Ma'am moved towards the exit, calling over her shoulder,

"Come on, Bear, we have places to go and people to shag."

Having taken a leisurely drive, they had only been back at the apartment for a short time when the front doorbell rang. Ma'am leaned out of her bathroom door and yelled to Bear.

"You go answer the door because it's more for you than me."

That took the indecision out of Bear as it was not his place, but he was closest to the front door. Bear walked from the kitchen across to the entryway and, after releasing the locks, opened the large black door. There, standing before him, was an extremely attractive, well-dressed woman carrying a tuxedo.

Bear reached out a hand to receive the Tux but the woman promptly stepped past him and into the house. Bear turned to object, but he was still holding the open door. Caught off guard, he had to close the door first before trying to catch up to the woman who was now striding into the kitchen and towards the stairway.

Bear was about to call out to the woman when she looked up the stair and started talking to Ma'am, who was now leaning over the railing, smiling down at the newcomer.

"Cute, but not too smart. I just walked straight around him. Hope he has other skills, as personal security is not one of his strengths." The newcomer said in a large voice, to which Ma'am laughed and replied,

"He has other excellent skills that make up for any such deficiencies."

"Yum, really, I can hardly wait to, how can I say, to suck it and see."

"Over your dead body, my lovely woman," was Ma'am's reply. "And yes, bring the suit up here and let's see how well it fits."

The visitor turned back to Bear and beckoned,

"Come on, Bear, it's time for show and tell. As in, you show me, you, in the tux and I tell you what I think."

Ma'am looked at Bear and his furrowed brow and pointed at the visitor.

"By the way, please meet Carletta, my personal assistant, these many years and Bear, as to suck it and see? You suck someone else's and I see, things will be broken into pieces and these little pieces then nailed to my bedroom ceiling."

Bear just smiled and blew Ma'am a kiss, mouthing "love you too" as he increased his pace to catch up to Carletta on the stairs.

As Bear studiously focused on the next stair tread rather than looking up the stairway. "Oh yes," he said, "within memo to self, dear Bear. Don't get caught looking at Carletta's arse. It will end badly."

Ma'am had been paying close attention to Bear and smiled to herself.

"Oh, you know when to avert your eyes. Go you good thing. This looks like the beginning of an interesting night and I'm not telling you, Bear, but if you stray, will you ever pay."

Bear watched Carletta embrace Ma'am and give her a kiss on the cheek that seemed just a little more intimate than the societal norm he was used to. Still better to dismiss than see a red under every bed.

"Mmmm" Bear said to himself, not liking the direction his subconscious was going and so shook his head to clear everything away.

Funny, Ma'am was still looking at him when he reached the top of the stairs, so he gave her a wink as she turned and then followed her walking down the hall to her bedroom. Being last in the door, bear noticed Ma'am now holding out the very nice-looking suit Carletta had brought for him. Her eyes shifted to the joining door and Bear nodded, understanding to try it on now.

As he walked away, Carletta felt the need to comment and not necessarily, in a complimentary manner,

"Nice cute arse dearest. Perhaps we can dress him in a maid's outfit and both reunite with our inner lesbians."

Bear almost broke his stride at the implications. This was feeling like a one sided pissing contest and it did not settle well within him. Bear undressed and put on the suit using a new white shirt from his wardrobe. Looking in the mirror, he felt good. The suit was immaculately tailored, and he looked his best.

Returning next door, he had eyes only for Ma'am and he knew he was an instant hit when her eyes lit up at her first glance. Carletta once again felt the need to fill the silence.

"Not bad, new boy. Not bad at all and oh yes, stay with the no knickers look as it shows off your obvious charms."

Ma'am still had Bear's attention, and he noticed a flicker of annoyance before she raised her eyebrows and slowly nodded.

"Oh yes, Bear," Ma'am said, "you will do nicely. Go take it off for now and you are positively my arm candy when we arrive at the function tonight."

Bear could not help but smile as he turned and left the room.