-This story is still just a fantasy and hasn't happened yet, but I hope my love gets the hint. I'm writing this for someone who commented on how much they liked my "Butch/Domme" story. Hope you like it Irene.
It's been one of those blah days when you just don't feel like anything is going according to plan. Work seems as though you're just going through the motions and everyone in the office is just way too upbeat for you on this day. Your latte didn't give you the pick-me-up you wanted and neither did that sinfully wonderful Danish from the little pastry shop down the street.
All I thought on this particular day was, "When I get home it's a bubble bath and a cuddle with Cate when she gets home."
As I taxied uptown my daydream wandered back to our last weekend on the Cape and how wonderful it was to just be with Catherine. It was for me, a very grounding experience, such as those times say in a family when it just feels so right and good to be a part and so connected to the people you love. There's a gentle and comforting intimacy that settles over you and you feel loved, accepted, and safe. I also felt filled with the joy of our lovemaking and how being with Cate has given me such confidence sexually. The confidence to be pleased by her and the confidence to explore my own expressions in giving her pleasure was nothing new, but in that month I began to feel as if we perfectly meshed. My day, as my taxi meandered and paused in traffic, began to brighten with those memories and I smiled to myself.
The warmth and perfume of my bubble bath finally dissolved the blahs and I began feeling human again. Stepping from my bath I toweled dry and reached for my lotion. There are simply few pleasures like smoothing a silky and lightly perfumed lotion over your body, and nearly nothing so delightfully pampering as well. I put my hair up in a towel and slipped into my thin cotton kimono wrap and went to our kitchen to make myself an herbal tea.
The doorbell startled me from my thoughts, our bell never wrings as we have a doorman downstairs who calls up. Am I appropriately dressed to answer the door like this? It's probably just the doorman I thought or the Super so I fluttered down the hall and peeked through the peep hole. Seeing no one there, I cracked the door on the chain and called out, "Hello?"
From close by I heard Cate reply, "Let ME inside now sweetheart, I'm home!"
My heart leapt and I felt suddenly flushed with excitement. Her voice was firm and commanding, almost masculine yet still lilting and soft at the same time. What I'd find out very soon was that she had stepped into the service stairway and prepared a not so little surprise for me. I slipped the chain and opened the door for her. As she stepped in I moved to embrace her and press my body against her to feel her. I felt like I really needed that hug to finally dispel the last bit of my unworthy day. Cate held her briefcase in front of her and gave me a quick kiss on the lips as she swept in and started down the hall. She'd been in meetings all day around town and was wearing a very smart grey pant suit and she looked amazingly sexy to me as her beautiful behind waggled at me as she walked down the hall in front of me.
"God do I need a glass of wine!" she said over her shoulder, and I followed her into the kitchen. Her briefcase she set on the counter and her back was to me as she got a glass and poured the wine.
"How was your day hun?" "I hope better than mine cuz I really need a cuddle." I asked as she turned and moved around the island into the living room.
I was beginning to feel a little hurt by how she seemed to be avoiding me, and I just stood there looking at her shoulders settling into the soft cushions of the couch. I walked round my end of the couch and she looked up at me and smiled. She positively beamed and there was a twinkle in her eyes like that night on the Cape. She sat with a pillow on her lap, kicked off her shoes and scrunched her toes in the rug as she patted the couch beside her and beckoned me over.
I tucked my feet under me and snuggled close to her as she put her arm around me. Now I felt like everything was perfect. Cate stroked my hair and I turned to look into her eyes as she moved to kiss me. Her warm soft lips met mine and I melted against her as she kissed me properly this time. Her head tilted and I felt her lips part, there was a musical little clink as I heard the wine glass set on the end table, and then her other hand quickly swept up to my breasts and inside my wrap. I moaned softly and parted my lips as her tongue moved slowly into my mouth. She tasted of wine and smelled of fading perfume and it was wonderful. Cate roughly cupped and squeezed my breasts and I arched my back so they thrust toward her and moaned with so much more urgency that she kissed me even harder and held me forcefully behind the neck. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and nibbled it. Then as we continued to kiss, she slipped her hand from my wrap and along my arm as I caressed hers over her jacket. Cate took my hand and guided it under the pillow.
I suddenly pulled back from her kiss, my eyes wide in surprise and wonder as I gasped, "Oh yes please, may I?"
