I am at home folding the laundry on a Saturday morning. Afterward I figure I have time to get a workout in before going to the grocery store.
That's when the phone rings and I see that it is you. I think that is quite odd, we usually just text. It's not often that we actually call each other. "Hello?" I answer
"What are you doing?" you ask.
"Laundry then a few errands."
"Any scheduled appointments?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"Good. Put on that short little skirt of yours and a tight top that shows off your breasts. No bra or panties. You have 15 minutes to meet me at the Starbucks by your house. Better hurry I do not want to wait."
"Yes Sir!" I run upstairs find my skirt and a tank top and my sandals. Get dressed and quickly throw on some makeup and put my hair in a pony tail. Damn I wish I had finished my hair earlier!
I jump in my car and race the quarter mile to the Starbucks. Pull into the lot and inside. I look at my phone. Just made it. Whew! I do not see you anywhere. Then I look outside and see you facing the window. I join you outside. You have me sit facing the cars in the drive through.
You smile at me. A wicked smile. "You were late. I said 15 minutes. It took you almost 16. 45 seconds after we hung up to be exact. You will be punished for that."
"Sir? I was here on time I checked."
"You made it in the door on time. I said you were to meet me in 15 minutes not get here in 15 minutes. You will learn to obey. Oh and I got you a Skinny Vanilla Latte. I believe that is what you like?"
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."
"I want you to uncross your legs. Only ladies sit with their legs crossed. You are a whore and since you are dressed like one may as well act like one."
"Yes Sir." I uncross my legs and know that my skirt barely (if at all) covers my pussy. My pussy that is getting wetter by the second. Of course it started getting wet the moment you called.
"Open your legs more and face the cars in the drive through. I expect they are closed whenever children are around and if the driver is a single male they spread wider. When I am finished with my coffee you can stand up and follow me." You grin that wicked grin of yours. You begin idle chat.
After a couple of minutes I notice you are getting close to the bottom of your coffee. "I would like you to slide two fingers in your pussy right now and tell me how you taste."