Unfortunately, Master had to work a half-day on Saturday to tie up some loose ends at the office, leaving his pet at home. Before he left, he found her in the kitchen washing a pan in the sink. He slipped his hands underneath her long T-shirt and sighed as he felt her soft curves unencumbered any undergarments. He wished he had time to take her right there from behind. But, reluctantly, he left her to her chores.
"I'm meeting with a client for lunch. But I'll be home around two o'clock," he said.
"I'll miss you, Master," she said, giving him a peck on the lips.
At first the morning dragged as his thoughts were still with the beautiful lady he left at home, but then he settled into the day's routine. The lunch meeting went well, and the food was wonderful. He had breaded bow-tie pasta with a spinach dip and a grilled chicken salad. Soon he was on the way to their secluded hide-a-way nestled in the mountains of North Georgia. Just before getting home, he stopped at the florist and bought a single long-stemmed lavender rose.
When he arrived home, Pet greeted him at the door. She dropped to her knees and kissed the black leather house collar. Smiling, he took the collar and fastened it around her neck. He pulled her gently to him. She kissed the growing bulge in his khaki pants.
"They'll be plenty of time for that later, my Pet. Please get me a glass of tea," he said.
He helped her to her feet, and patted her bottom as she scurried off to the kitchen. Remembering the rose, he went back outside to his car to surprise her. She returned with a glass of iced tea garnished with lemon and freshly cut mint.
"Thank you, my Pet. I trust that you had a lovely morning?"
"Yes, Master, but I missed you. I'm so glad to have you to myself," she said.
"This is for you," he said, pulling the rose out from behind his back. A small token of my appreciation for your wonderful servitude."
"Thank you so much, Master, but to serve you is my greatest pleasure. Let me get a vase for the rose."
"No, there will be time for that later. Undress for me, then close your eyes," he said.
She pulled the T-shirt over her head revealing her lovely full breasts. Her taut nipples ached to be sucked. Her long and curvy figure always kept him in a state of arousal.
He took the rose and touched it gently to her face. The rose lingered under her nose. He drew it slowly across her lips as if it was a kiss. He traced the Petals down her neck and around each breast, circling upwards to her rigid nipples. The rose continued down her smooth silky belly to the shaved pink lips damp with her excitement. She sighed as the satin Petals licked at her sex.
Her pussy was drenched with her desire. Cupping her cunt in his hand, he slid a finger between her slippery lips bringing the wetness over her clit. Not a trace of stubble could be felt on her freshly shaven mound. He offered the stem sideways across her lips. She held it in her teeth like a Spanish dancer.
