We met at a Starbucks; she was a barista, and I a customer. We would talk over the counter as she brewed my order often teasing me about my 'froufrou' order. She was so damn cute, just a little thing she couldn't weigh a hundred pounds dripping wet. Her dark brown hair was cut in bangs that stopped just above her large blue eyes, with her little button nose and sly grin she had the perfect pixie face. Believe me I was hooked, I found myself stopping by for coffee even when I was running late and didn't have the time.
She knew my name from the side of my cup but I had to ask what her name was. She teased me about being a stalker but finally told me her name was Grace.
"Grace would you like to go get some coffee sometime?"
All she said was "Duh" and pointed to our surroundings. I could feel my face redden as I realized my faux pas,
"OK I deserve that, well how about some ice cream then?"
"Now that's better, pick me up at three-thirty when I get off. Oh here you go Mister Froufrou,"
as she handed me my coffee, she giggled when she said it.
I had to leave work early to pick her up but I wasn't going to miss this chance. I got there ahead of time and when I went inside she was talking to a customer and I felt a pang of jealousy. She didn't acknowledge me until her customer had left, then she looked up and smiled, "That's my afternoon lover," she teased.
"Does that make me you morning lover?"
All she said was, "We'll see" but even that made my heart soar. I took her to one of those fancy ice cream palaces downtown and she said she wasn't dressed for it. I told her she looked beautiful and meant it, she looked up at me and when she saw I wasn't teasing she smiled.
"God, I love your smile, I'm serious you light up the whole room. What would you like, if you're a good girl I might give you two scoops?"
"I want a sundae, what do I have to be to get a sundae?"
"Just being here you've done more for me than I could hope, you can have anything you want."
"Now you're being the good boy, what kind of reward are you looking for?"
I think I blushed but I said nothing, we sat at a booth and I watched her consume a sundae that was almost as big as she was. She had eaten hers and was helping herself to mine before I was half done.
We drove back to her work to get her car and as I was thanking her for the great afternoon, she reached over and kissed me. It was a deep long kiss with a lot tongue and I swear when we parted I was panting. I held her close and when I tried to kiss her, she pushed me away.
"Now don't get too worked up, I have to go but thank you for the ice cream."
"Grace, how about a date, will you go out with me?"
"I don't know, we'll see, bye, see you tomorrow."
With that, she hopped out of the car and I watched her cute little ass sway as she walked back into Starbucks.
The next day she seemed glad to see me,
"Hi Rich, thanks again for yesterday, I had a good time."
"Have you given any thought on that date yet?"
"Why don't you come to my house for dinner tonight? I'll let you bring the dinner cause I can't cook."
I told her that would be great and asked her what she liked to eat.
"Anything that is rich and extravagant, I don't care, oh and bring lots I like to eat."
I talked to a maรฎtre d' I knew slightly and talked him into fixing a dinner for two to go. It was great he gave me china, silver wear, even crystal wine goblets. The meal was Steak and lobster and I had him throw in an extra steak and lobster. Grace was impressed and was delighted as she sat while I served her. She was beautiful, she had a little red dress on that showed off her muscular legs and was tight around her butt. I could tell she had no bra on as her little tittys pushed out and her nipples looked like two pencil erasers. I told her how gorgeous she looked and that I felt as if I was serving a princess, she laughed at this but I could tell she liked the compliment.
She devoured dinner, and I just couldn't figure where she could put all of this food. When we were done she sat back enjoying her wine as I cleaned up. When I had finished we went to her living room and sat on the couch. She began kissing me with passion but when I reached up to rub her breast she pushed me away.
"Look Rich, I like you and I'd like to be with you but I don't know if I can trust you."
"Grace I'd never do anything you didn't want me to, you can trust me."
"Talk is cheap what happens if you get all excited and then I want to stop, do you think you could stop then?"
I don't know why, just instinct I guess but I got down on my knees in front of her; I took her hand and kissed it.
"You are my princess and I am yours, whatever you wish is my command."
"Would you be willing to let me bind you to make sure you don't get carried away?"
"Huh, ah sure, whatever you want, I just want to make you comfortable."
"Listen Rich I know this sounds weird but you see I was raped right here in this apartment last year and by a man I was dating. I just can't get comfortable when I know that at any moment you might take advantage of me."
She started crying I got up and sat beside her putting my arms around her and holding her close.
"Grace, I could never take advantage of you but I want you to feel at ease with me, so anything you want to do I will do it.
"Rich I want to do wild things with you but I have to be able to control it, are you OK with that?"
I told her again anything that she wanted was fine with me; she got up and led me to her bedroom.
"Lay on the bed, I have some restraints I want to put on you."