It had been a year since my sub/girlfriend Amy had died in a car accident while visiting her family. Amy was 25, and had been my secretary and very personal assistant. She was young, vivacious and wanted to explore new things with me. I was her boss, her Domme, and her lover.
For a few months I had been celibate and angry at fate. Then while on a business trip, I met, in a upper class lesbian bar, Cindy. She was a woman, thirty years old, with whom I had great vanilla sex and that I had spanked.
A few nights later I decided, on a whim, to look at a lesbian relationship site just to see what was happening. There I had a Domme nickname before I met Amy. Members could still think I was in New England as I had not changed my profile but I had, after losing Amy, moved to a better job in the Sun Belt. I looked around by state and found, to my surprise, that there were many lesbian subs in this region. Looking at an alluringly named profile, I recognized by the stats and body pic someone I knew from the GLTB community. I never viewed Allison as a sub there but I liked the way she behaved. I wrote her a terse message to figure out if she was a possible replacement. Allison, who was a nurse, was close to my 45 years and was a plump Sherry Stringfield look-alike with long dirty-blonde hair while I was athletic, with Catherine Keener looks, some said.
Allison answered, as I hoped she would, in a beautiful, well-written email about power exchange and not wanting to move from her town and responding to most of my queries. I answered back I had job offers in her region so I could move maybe if had another good reason to. For a few days, we emailed each other about this and that and she reacted like the educated sub I thought she would be. On Thursday night, I sent her an email saying, "I like movies and I will be in town for business this weekend and we could meet on Friday night to see where it could lead us."
She chose the theatre and I picked the movie, adding, "We would go Dutch on our first date and would then exchange more than phone numbers if it went well."
She described herself and where she would wait with the two tickets. I wrote back, "I'll be in a light blue business suit with thin white stripes, and a light lavender shirt with flat pumps."
I arrived at the theatre seeing her a little nervous wearing a denim skirt and a delicately flowered blouse. She saw me and I waved as I approached her.
"Hello Allison, how have you been lately?"
"Fine, a little tired, too much work,"
"You are waiting for someone, I see,"
"Yes, a friend,"
"I know. I'm the one, "grinning and putting my hand on her right hip, "I'm Ann, it's my other first name,"
"Oh!... Do you still want to see the movie?"
"Yes and I think you'll like it,"
"Ok! You're the boss," she answers smiling.
" We'll go eat afterwards."
We go into the multiplex and, letting her walk in front, I ogle her nice round butt. I choose where we sit and chat while waiting for the movies to start, our hands touching each other on the armrest. I grasp her wrist at one point and she smiles.
I whisper in her ear, "I didn't think you were a sub when I saw you in our community meetings."
She replies the same way, "I thought you could be a Domme and I hoped I could be your girlfriend."
The movie was a little better than I hoped, Allison liked it a lot maybe because my hand stayed on hers the whole time. Going out, we see some acquaintances and talk a little with them. They propose that we go eat together in a new restaurant they had heard about.
Allison replies, "No, we are going to my home for a dinner I have prepared." The couple smiles, feeling we were having a girlfriend's night out.
Arriving at her place a few minutes after her, as we had each our own car, I see her through the window waiting. She opens the door, having taken off her bra under her shirt, and, after I close it, kneels to kiss my hands.
I smile and say, "Stand and turn around."
Slapping hard her butt a couple of times, I add, "Allison, get me a glass of white wine, I allow you a non-alcoholic drink,"
"Yes Ma'am Brenda." she answers, as I go to the living room.
Bringing a tray with my glass of wine and her glass of 7Up, she bends forward to present it to me. I see her nipples are half erect and I take the glass, sipping it to taste its coldness and quality.
My Allison puts the tray on the coffee table and sits cross-legged on the carpet in front of me.
After a few minutes of chatting, I ask her what's for dinner. She answers by listing a Tex-Mex menu she had prepared last night for herself and possible visitors.
I reply, "Fine, but first,let's look at your toy-chest so we can figure out what fun we might have for a long time."
She walks in front of me to the bedroom while I tickle her butt.
In her closet, she takes out an old Samsonite bag filled with different clamps, cuffs, floggers and other paddles and dildos.
"Great Allison. With my things, I'm sure we have enough to explore and I expect you to give me a list of your favorite kinks and fantasies,"
