I waited for what felt like hours for my watch to read 8:59am and then I finally knocked.
I heard the same slow clicking of heels and I felt my heart racing. She opened the door and was wearing a white floral summer dress with her hair up in a bun. She smiled at me. This time the smile was genuine happiness at seeing me. I looked at her and blushed and simple said.
"Good morning Madam."
I realized in that moment that I knew... next to nothing about her. I did not even know her name. I knew her as Madam and she filled every corner of my mind. She nodded and stepped closer to me, invading my personal space. I startled and almost took a half-step back. She brought up her index finger to my eyes and then licked it sensually and reached down to my groin and ran it against the hardening outline of my cock.
She moved it slowly, pressing with featherlight pressure from the base up to the tip on the underside. She watched my eyes carefully as she did it.
I felt my knees buckle from her touch. Blood rushed to my groin and to my cheeks as I had trouble standing up-straight as she finished her one single stroke. I felt cum rushing up from my balls and then stopping as soon as she let go. She watched me as I shivered in front of her and goosebumps were visible on my neck and arms.
"Good... you obeyed. Had you not, I would have turned you away and you would have never heard from me again. Remember this."
She turned and walked into her house and motioned me to follow. I stepped in and closed the door. I noticed she did not lock it this time and I wondered what that meant. Did that mean that she knew I would not run away?
As I followed her into the kitchen, I saw more of her home. Everything was neatly organized. It was like... everything had a purpose.
"Since we have all day together, I thought you might be able to help me with a few things around the house. I have been meaning to do some garden work but the weather has been horridly hot."
This was not what I was expecting... Especially not after all the buildup and what happened the last time I was here. The look of disappointment was apparent on my face.