It was through Denise that I learnt what a true sexually submissive person would do. You hear rumours, of course, but unless you're actually a dom or a sub you don't really know.
The night it happened I was at a neighbourhood barbecue. I didn't really know the couple all that well, as they were new to the area. The barbecue was their way of getting acquainted with their closest neighbours.
Jordan seemed OK to me, but a bit pushy. I'm an introvert, and I find extroverts can be a bit wearing. Denise on the other hand gave me the irrits. It seemed to me that Jordan was probably learnt to be pushy simply by having to stand up to Denise each day. It wasn't just that she was also an extrovert, but she was pushy as shit, always telling everyone what to do.
I found, an hour after the barbecue had started, I'd had enough. I was heading home. Being a hot afternoon I thought a drink of water before I slipped out wouldn't be too much to ask, but wouldn't you know it, they didn't have any on the tables. Beer, wine and soft-drink, but no water.
I shrugged, nipped into the kitchen and ran myself a glass. I was standing there drinking it when Denise came in and started yelling at me. I'm like, jeez, woman, I just wanted a glass of water, but she was ranting at me and carrying on. I strongly suspected that the whole barbecue think had definitely not been her idea.
So there we were, me drinking my glass of water and her berating me as though I'd stuffed the family jewels into a sack and she'd caught me climbing out the window. Was it my fault they had forgotten to provide water for their guests?
When I made the mistake of pointing that out to her, her ire rose a notch. I can tell you right now, I was getting seriously pissed off. Introverts like the quiet life, and Denise was by no means quiet. Finally I'd had as much as I could take.
With me, unfortunately, I sometimes descend to crudities when I really want to offend someone. And I found I really wanted to offend Denise. The result wasn't pretty.
"For christ's sake, woman," I snarled at her. "If you've got to use your tongue on me at least use it doing something useful. Get on your knees and suck me off. It'll quieten you down."
That's when I found out Denise was a true sub. Her mouth snapped closed, she blushed and then, while I'm watching in a state of shock, she kneels in front of me, unzips my fly, pulls my cock free and bends her head over it.
It took somewhat less than a second for me to go from flaccid to fully erect. The blood drained from my head and into my cock so fast it's a wonder I didn't pass out. I looked down, trying to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but there she was, head bobbing up and down as she worked over my cock.
I could feel her teeth grating lightly across the head, causing little shivers to run through me, while her tongue tantalised and teased, all the time gently producing a light suction. I'll swear my cock had never swelled so large so fast.
You will have already guessed that I didn't think for one moment that my invitation had been so nicely delivered that she couldn't help herself. I made the spot-on guess that she was naturally sexually submissive, and it had been the command in my voice combined with the sexual nature of the order that had triggered her automatic responses. Whatever, I couldn't really let it continue.
"Enough," I snapped. "Stand up."
She did, and I immediately found myself wishing I hadn't stopped her. Firstly, because that woman had been delivering a really good blowjob, and secondly, because she promptly started in on me again. How dare I make her do something like that? I should be ashamed.
Hey, it wasn't my fault. She should be able to control her lustful impulses. She didn't appreciate my saying so however, and her voice started to rise again. This time my pissed off level was reached a lot faster.
