A good friend of mine was going out of town for a month and she asked me if I would stop by her house every few days to get the mail and check on it. I didn't even hesitate in answering because she had such a lovely house. I loved to hang out in her garden as well.
Saturday morning found me, coffee in hand, looking out at her garden and wondering how she could leave it for a whole month. I also wondered how it looked so good even though she wasn't there. I opened the back door and slipped outside.
The heady aroma of hydrangeas was the first thing I noticed. It washed over me as I walked down the grassy path. I breathed in several times and almost felt giddy from the smell. I took a quick tour around and marveled at the abundance of flowers and greenery. It was stunning, actually.
When I got back to the house, I could hear water running outside. I looked around for the source of it. I saw a hose stretched out on the grass and followed it until the end. A slender hand held the end of the hose. I looked up and saw the most gorgeous creature watering the rose bushes. She was a petite Latino woman with long, dark hair. Even though she was short, she had generous curves. My eyes took in this sight for a full minute before she noticed me.
She let out a short gasp of surprise when she saw me.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," I said, stepping out of the shadows.
"I didn't think anyone would be here," she said, recovering.
"Oh, Justine asked me to stop by and check the house while she was gone."
I smiled and discreetly looked at her full soft breasts pushing against her t-shirt.
"My name is Diana," I said. "Are you the gardener responsible for this beautiful scenery?"
She blushed slightly and shut off the water.
"I'm Rose and yes, I try to keep it looking great. Although Justine did most of the work."
"A gardener named Rose...interesting..."
We both laughed.
"Do you mind if I watch?" I asked as I followed her around.
"Not at all. I don't have too much to do."
She bent down to pluck a few weeds and my mouth went dry at the sight of her round ass. I was really being bad that day.
We made small talk for a bit as she watered, clipped and weeded. I found out she was divorced, mid-thirties and gardening full time for a few different houses. She really liked her job.
"What about you?" she asked.
"Um, well...I'm a part time herbologist. I help people live better lives naturally," I said, laughing.
"Oh, that sounds interesting. What else do you do?"
I looked up at her. "I'm a dominatrix."
She frowned. "What's that?"
"You don't know?"
She shook her head.
"I, uh, it's a sexual thing actually. I like to dominate people and make them submit to me."
Her eyes widened a bit, as she looked at me in a whole new light.
"You make men do whatever you want? Like serve you?"
"Well, not men. Just women."
She quickly looked away and started trimming furiously.
"So you're a lesbian?" she asked quietly.
"No, I'm not. I have a boyfriend. I'm bisexual."
She fumbled a little with the clippers just then.
"Be careful," I said gently.
She set the clippers aside and started to pick up the dead pieces of the rosebush.
"Have you ever been with a woman?" I asked.
She was silent for a minute and I realized I probably had gone too far. I stood up and figured it was time to go.
"Once, but..."
Her long hair was covering her face as she gathered the debris into a pile.
"But, we didn't do anything...just kissed. It was a long time ago."
"I see. Well, I didn't mean to intrude. I probably should get going and let you finish up."
She stood up and her dark eyes regarded me. For a minute time stood still as I looked at her and took in the sight of her loveliness.
"You're beautiful, Rose," I whispered. "I can't take my eyes off you..."
She blushed again and lowered her eyes. At that moment she was the picture of submissiveness. I forgot everything else and took a step towards her and lifted her chin in my hand.
Our eyes met and I instinctively leaned in to kiss her. When my lips met hers, I could feel the heat of her. She was burning with desire. I firmly held her arms as my mouth crushed hers and forced it open. My tongue was eager to taste her and her mouth was just as eager for me. She opened herself up for me let my tongue snake into her wetness. I felt her shudder.
My hands slid behind her back and down to her ripe ass. I pressed into her firm flesh and moved her body closer to mine. The instant her breasts touched mine I felt the warmth spread throughout my body and my pussy began to throb. I broke the kiss and pulled away. We were both breathing hard.
"Oh please, Diana, don't stop," she gasped.
"No, that's enough for now."
I looked at the hard points of her nipples pushing through her bra and t-shirt.
"I want you, Rose, but not now and not this way."
"But...how? When?"
"I want to dominate you - I know you would like it. When are you due back here?"
"Tuesday."
"Ok, then. Are you willing to submit to me?"
She nodded and I saw the passion in her eyes. I definitely woke something up. I reached out my hand and stroked her hair and pulled her close to me again for a quick kiss.
"When I see you on Tuesday you are to address me as Mistress, understood?"
"Yes," she murmured. My face was buried in her hair.
"I promise that you will not feel any unnecessary pain, but it may get uncomfortable at times. If you want to stop at any time, just tell me."
"I will."
"Good."
I licked her earlobe softly before pulling away.
