My name is Bill. I'm just your normal average looking single mid 40s guy. I am in pretty good physical shape and have a good healthy sex urge. I have a decent job so having Divorced a few years ago and no kids I have a lot of free time and plenty of cash. I like to hang out at the mall and girl watch. I'm not a perv I just enjoy watching young sexy women strut their stuff and don't see anything wrong with that. I'm a little too bashful to make the first move so I usually take my fantasy home and beat off.
I'm kind of a regular at the food court so of course I frequent the concession that has the hottest chick. She knows me by name. Her name is Kelly. I sit at my favorite table and like to watch her work imagining what she must look like under that unflattering uniform. She catches me looking every now and then and smiles but I look away embarrassed.
Tonight as things were closing up I was gathering my things when Kelly starts walking my way. Of course I look at her until I realize she's heading directly towards me and stops at my table leans over and says, "Hey Bill, I've got a problem in my apartment and I could really use some help. Are you free tonight? Could you come help a sweet young thing like me out for a little bit?"
Wow. I was not expecting this but blurt out, "Sure Kelly I'd be happy to help any way I can."
"I was hoping you'd say that," she smiled, "let me finish up here and we'll head out. You can follow me home."
Whatever fear or trepidation I had on the way over to her apartment vanished as she unlocked the door and we walked in together. It was a small one room efficiency with a lot of goth and black colored decor which it's kind of a turn on for me since it implies dark hidden mysteries and secret sins.
"Have a seat anywhere and make yourself at home Billy," she says pointing to the end of her bed, "I'm going to go freshen up and get out of these work clothes."
With her busy in the shower I decide to look around. She's got some interesting books on the shelf about tantric sex, the Kama Sutra, oh and here's some books on FLR which is female led relationships. Of course I had to check out the bedside table and open the top drawer to reveal a variety of dildo and sex toys. Well, I think to myself, looks like Kelly has more to her than meets the eye.
"Do you see anything interesting?" she asks surprising me and catching me red handed.
"I, uh, ah.." I stumble, As she comes over then gently pushes me into a seated position on the edge of her bed. She is wearing a typical full length bathrobe which covers her entire body but her hair is wet and falls over her shoulders a nice sexy look compared to what I usually see at the mall with her hair tucked up under her cap.
"Um, ah, what was it you needed help with exactly?" I ask meekly.
She is standing a few feet in front of me so I can see her whole Bathrobe covered body at a glance as she explains that she has to move out of this place and is looking for a new roommate.
"Oh, That's interesting. So you need help moving?" I asked.
"No Billy I need somewhere to move to and I thought of you," she says.
"Me? why me?"
"Because I can tell you are a natural submissive and would like to surrender and serve a dominant woman, am I right about that?" She says as her robe opens and drops to the floor along with my open mouth. Standing before me is a fantasy goddess of my wet dreams. She has fish net thigh high stockings. A pair of black thin see thru panties a bare stomach nicely firm then a black and red corset which lifts her breasts into 2 rounded grapefruit size titties. The nipples must be right under there since I can see the semicircle top of her tan brown areola.
'WOW" is the only sound I can muster verbally but my cock quickly rises and begins to form a bulge in my tight jeans.
