"I will be there soon." He typed.
I watched as the words appeared on the screen. Relief flooded my existence. He was coming over now. Coming because I was feeling scattered. Coming to bring some comfort to me and order into my life.
I fussed around tidying up. I filled the kettle and flicked the switch, wandered into the loungeroom and hit 'play' on the stereo and the heavy beats from "Bat out of Hell" filled the air. I felt reassurance in the strength of the beats, the rhythm, the powerful voice.
The scattered feeling began to shift. I felt a new feeling. One of expectant urgency. It was odd but I began to feel his presence long before he arrived like a van guard announcing his imminent arrival. I shuddered.
I saw his headlights on the driveway as the auto switch on the kettle clicked off. He strode to the doorway in long certain steps. The window beside the doorway filled with his image as he approached.
As I stood there with the door open, welcoming him my head was hung low. He reached out and took my face in his hands and said. "Let me look at you."
I tried to smile and couldn't.
"Smile for me. I want to see what you look like when you smile." His voice was commanding, comforting.
I obeyed.
"I see. It is a hug you need."
I nodded my head. He slid his strong arms around me and drew me to him. Stroking my hair he cooed softly in my ear.
"There! You feeling a bit better?" He looked into my eyes and smiled.
I nodded. "Yes. Thank you." My body shivered. His strength and power filled the air around me. I led the way to the kitchen. "Would you like a coffee now? Or would you prefer a beer?"
"I have to drive so a coffee will be good." He watched as I worked.
With our coffees in hand we moved to the loungeroom. Meatloaf was still belting out his songs and I turned the volume low so we could talk. He didnt need to be offered a seat he took one.
"Here. Sit at my feet and I will rub your shoulders."
I obeyed. His masculine hands kneaded my shoulders, neck and upper back. I melted under his ministrations. He leant forward and kissed my neck and chewed on the top of my spine. Electricity shot through my body. I felt my pussy fill with moisture.
"You like that?" He cooed.
"Yes."
"Unwind your body. Let it go."
I found myself doing as he instructed. It felt good to have him take control.
He slid his hand around and cupped my breast, squeezing my nipples between his finger and thumb while he again bit on my neck.
"Oh God!" The words escaped me.
"You do like this don’t you?"
"Yes very much." My body opened up to him. he slid around in front of me and ran his hands over my body. I could feel the strength in his fingers as he circled my nipples and again squeezed them.
I knew I could resist. Stop. Send him home. And he would go, knowing that to stay could be problematic. A member of the local Chamber of Commerce, and a Rotarian, he could not risk trouble. His solid reputation in the community gave him power. His construction business too, this town was his. He had built it. The local councilors all consulted with him. He carried the town in his pocket. I wanted him to have me. Wanted him to take what he wanted.
I leaned back against the lounge. His hands sought my wet pussy and he flicked my clit with his thumb. Electricity shot through me again. My legs opened wide for him.
"You are quite the sub aren't you?" He enquired.
I nodded.