David was taking a nice hot shower to get ready for a night out with his girlfriend Samantha. She had suddenly gone out two hours before the dinner reservation was due, but promised she'd be back in time. David took the opportunity to spend ages in the shower, washing away the stresses from his powerful job running a technology company. As he washed the soap from his large, powerful but cuddly body, his mind ran to wondering where Samantha had gone. After turning off the shower, he dried himself and wrapped a cotton towel around his waist and went in to the bedroom.
On the bed Samantha had laid out her underwear for the evening. She often did this to tease David, knowing that he'd get horny imagining her wearing it even before seeing it on her. Just then the front door opened and David heard the sound of Samantha's heels clicking up their oak stairs. When she came in to the bedroom, David instantly knew where she had been. "Would you mind helping me get dressed cutie," she said, "I've been out getting my nails done and they're still not fully dry?"
David gulped. She knew that her having long painted nails had always been a weak spot for him, and she was happy to indulge him, knowing that it made him even more likely to bend to her will than he already was.
"Of course, darling," he replied as she walked over to him. He started sliding her silky top over her head and was already slightly trembling with excitement. He was very careful not to let the material touch her shiny red nails, so as not to ruin the material (or the manicure) but the glimpses he got of her nails and then her almost naked body was giving him the stirring in his loins that he'd been anticipating since first seeing her upon her return.
She kicked off her heels and he helped her out of her light cotton trousers. After removing her daytime underwear, she sat down on the bed in all her naked glory, the sun from their skylight hitting her perfect model's body and making it appear golden, like she was a statue of a perfect woman. He took the black silk stockings she had laid out on the bed earlier and carefully slid them up her legs, subtly trying to caress them at the same time (but of course, Samantha was well aware of it so the subtlety was wasted). He'd always found her legs to be incredibly sexy, and it was hard doing this task without getting over excited and just ravishing her there and then. However, he knew that while during the day and to all outward appearances he was a powerful man, in this room and this privacy, she was the boss and could exert considerable control over him.
The stockings had reached the top of her shapely thighs, so he took the small black lacy suspender belt she had chosen earlier, wrapped it around her waist and clipped the stockings to it. She run her hands over the stockings, while David's heart raced as he watched her, to check he hadn't got any runs or twists in them, and was satisfied that he'd done a good job. She asked for David to fetch her black Louboutin patent leather black heels from the wardrobe, so like an obedient puppy he quickly got up to do it. On the way back from the wardrobe, his towel fell to the floor. He bent down to pick it up, but it was too late.
"No, wait, stay naked as you finish getting me dressed - I like that idea, a naked man servant," she told him. He was worried that his excitement at his gorgeous girlfriend's appearance would soon have him hard and ready, but knew he was powerless to resist. He brought the heels over to her and slid her delicate feet in to them. "David, sweetie, you being my naked helper now has me all wet - I can't go out this horny," she said, "could you maybe help me relax a little?". While she had the perfect physique of a model, she had always preferred her guys to have a physique like David - a larger frame, hiding obvious power behind a cuddly, teddy bear like appearance - and to have a male much larger than her do her bidding gave her an incredible sense of power.
As Samantha lay back on the bed, David kneeled down beside the bed, raised one of her legs and put it over his shoulder. He started to kiss around her upper thighs, above where the stockings finished, teasing her a little before he went close enough to smell her wetness. Samantha suffered (or maybe enjoyed) the teasing for a couple of moments but they both always knew she would get what she wanted at exactly the moment she wanted it. She grabbed hold of the back of his head and pulled his mouth to her wet pussy. He started gently kissing and licking around her pussy lips, already swollen after becoming pretty excited by the teasing. She started to squeeze her breasts and play gently with her nipples.
