Glenn Mercer opened his garage door entering into the Kitchen area of his home. Carrying a package he rests it on the counter. While unthreading his tie and releasing his strangling collar he shut the door moving into the rest of the house. He heard soft music playing from his living room stereo. Puckering at her choice of Bach made him realize she had taste. He starts up the stairs when upon the first step he hears Daisy hopping along the hall toward the top of the staircase. He halted his upward climb to bare witness to her stunning beauty.
She wore the pink shoestring laced Bustier which mounded her breasts like melons begging to bust free. Following the top was the stretchy black mini skirt which from his current angle showed him her pussy in full view peeking from beneath the skirt. She smiled with a breathtaking brilliance at him, "Welcome home, Sir Glenn. I hope that you approve."
He notes her perfect blond curls flowing over her shoulders and then the black choker around her neck. He winces at it.
"Did I myself put that choker on you?"
Daisy frowns lowering her gaze, "No. I did not consider it a collar."
She picked up his thoughts concerning a collar needed to be invested in. In response he strides up the stairs to face her nudging her back with his right hand on her throat. She refrained from looking at him as he tilts down to whisper in her ear, "It looks stunning. It will work until I can find a better collar. I'm not angry."
She sighs, "Thank you for that. I'm still learning." then perks up, "Did Liam call you earlier?"
Glenn exhales heavily, "He did. With a million questions. I'm certain his Mother will stop by to tell me its inappropriate to have a Housekeeper of your age and sexual caliber." Daisy cringes, "I'm sorry Glenn. His call caught me off guard. I thought it was you until Liam spoke. I made a snap decision to say I was your housekeeper after your comment about me being hired as your maid the first day we met."
He nods and says nothing moving on to his bedroom to shower and change. Daisy would merely eavesdrop on his thoughts to satisfy her tension. Luckily for her he knew he could handle his ex-wife. Yet, he feared the day that Sam and Daisy would meet. As ever Glenn was looking out for Daisy and her feelings. This made her smile warmly. She was beginning to feel at home.
She decided to relocate to Glenn's bedroom door and peer in. He was pulling his pants up over his bare bottom. He had preferred to go commando himself.
She knelt down in his threshold rather than enter his room uninvited. This made Glenn very happy. His thoughts found it appealing that she respected his room. He left her there until he found the sweater he was searching for in his closet. A black turtleneck. He was dressing in all black this evening. Handsome indeed. Added to his rugged good looks and well groomed brown hair she smiled inside. It hadn't occurred to before now but Glenn looked ever so much like Gerard Butler.
Sitting down to put his shoes on he glanced her direction, "Kitchen counter. There's a package for you. Almost forgot."
She perks up with eyes glistening, "For me?"
He waves her away to whisk herself downstairs to find a box in a bag. Opening the box swiftly she discovers stiletto heels. Her jaw drops, "I've never worn stilettos before. Heck, I lived in pumps." Recalling her past life for a moment she shakes her head to remove the images. Daisy was no longer pudgy Delores. Daisy was DAISY!
Snatching the whole bag she races back upstairs to stop at the first step to witness Glenn in a black leather jacket accenting his clothing. His cologne stormed her senses making her high on life. This was the first step toward bonding with Glenn. She just hoped that she could master the heels. Her android body would counter balance her body weight to compensate. Yet in her mind there would be a learning curve.
"Like them?" He calls down as proceeds toward her.
She nods, "I love them. I must confess though. I've never ever worn stiletto heels. I could prove dangerous tonight."
Reaching her he claims the bag and box tossing them aside on the floor.
She giggles, "Hey the maid will have to pick that up tomorrow."
"That's what I'm paying you for isn't it? In clothing."
She feverishly nods, "Yes. When I get the chance to wear any. You have me naked 24/7 Dear Sir."
"Arguing?" He glints toward her as she shakes her head.
"Absolutely not. My clothing comes off at the snap of your fingers. I'm determined to prove myself, Glenn."
He admired her brilliant eyes that never blinked when she was being serious. Amazing indeed. Finally, he looks down at the heels in her hand, "Going to walk on your hands tonight?"
She rolls her eyes blushing, "Of course not! Here goes nothing. Catch me if I fall?"
He walks away not looking back, "No! Crawl if you have to. Keep up!"
Her eyes bulge pulling her heels on as fast as she could before teetering in them to convince herself that her android body had measured the weight load on her limbs to keep her afloat.
"Bless you Clara." She praises her onboard computer designate.
With a giggle she admires herself hearing Glenn's car start up from the garage. With a trot she ran after him and closed the door behind her. He sat on his car hood and eyed her ankles.
"Looks like you know how to get along with those heels pretty good to me."
She smirks, "I used to date a stilt walker."
He shakes his head with a grimace and opens the passenger door of his car like a gentleman, "IN!" She darted inside and made certain her legs were in before he shut the car door. Joining her inside Glenn backed out into his drive then left his estate.
A thirty minute drive led Glenn to a restaurant called, "Pierre's". Pulling up in front he got out and opened her door before handing off his keys to a Valet who whistled under his breath after seeing Daisy's cleavage and long legs. Glenn eyed the driver who shrank after being noticed. Daisy stood erect on the sidewalk and pulled her skirt down slightly. Glenn in turn simply stopped and eyed her for her move. She lowers her gaze and swiftly tugs the skirt back up to where it had been. Overhearing his thoughts on her presuming to lead her own insecurities. To Daisy it was just adjusting to her new persona. She was used to her old ideals. In time she would break her nasty habits.
Her eavesdropping telepathy also picked up on the 20 something Valet who made known his desire to dominate a woman like that. She expresses a bright flare of eyes at his admission. He could only stare as if she had read his mind. She had of course.
Walking ahead of her she followed shyly as Glenn reached the Hostess dais. Another twenty something in a peach dress brightened up at his arrival.
He nods, "MASTER's! He offered as his reservation name."
The girl looked over the itinerary before saying, "Oh, yes. Perfect timing. If you will just follow me to your table."
Daisy scanned about the other tables feeling all eyes on her. The Hostess laid their menu's down before realizing Daisy's attire. She bulges her eyes at her and compliments her, "I love your---shoes."
Daisy in turn smiled hearing her thoughts, "She must be a high paid hooker. I think I need to see if they're hiring. I need to get out of this dead end job."
As Daisy sat down after Glenn had already seated himself she placed her hands in her lap.
"Nice place. I think the girl thought I was a hooker."
Glenn plants his elbows on the table and combines both hands to lay his chin on, "Not a hooker. Just a slut."
She blushes, "That I aim to be, Sir."
"Of course you will."
Within seconds a Waiter approaches. A man in his early thirties dashing in appearance. For once Glenn thought, "Not gay. Tonight's looking up."
Daisy merely sat back and absorbed their mental parlay.
The waiter introduced himself as, "Alexander". He tried very hard not to look at Daisy's bulging chest thinking to himself, "Bless the dress code. Only someone as hot as her could get away with wearing that here. She must be a movie star. Pornstar most likely." All she could do was coyly smile at his attention.
"What's the special's tonight, Alexander?" Glenn chatted glancing at his open menu. Alexander offered him suggestions while winking at Daisy.
Once he stopped speaking to give Glenn time to mull over choices the Waiter contemplates, "My dick in this hottie's ass. Wonder if she's with him intimately? Hmmm no wedding bands."
Daisy winks back displaying a negative nod before lowering her gaze. Glenn orders the Lobster with a side of Shrimp which Alexander writes down. Along with a glass of red wine. The Waiter then turns to Daisy, "And, for you Ma'am?"
She whispers, "Whatever my Master wishes me to eat."
Alexander is taken back by her comment hesitantly looking at Glenn with a glare of confusion. Glenn smiles evilly, "She can have my leftovers I believe."
The Waiter nods, "Are you certain?"
He eyes Daisy whom smiles, "My hunger exceeds food."
Alexander immediately stepped away thinking, "Dear God let me feed you my cum. Definitely a Pornstar!"
She giggles then looks to Glenn, "I'm glad I like lobster. I believe our Waiter is freaking out."
Glenn nods without expression, "Let him. It get's better."
