"She hates when I'm late." I thought standing in a crammed tram which was taking me to a pub for after work drinks. After work drinks with her, with Katie. The girl I had been seeing for the last couple of months and to be completely honest the girl that completely occupied every part of my brain. I was obsessed. Our arrangement was unconventional, kinky, silly and perfect. Katie was in charge. She treated me like her little puppet and I loved it. It made me feel safe and warm and most importantly horny. It made me want to be her perfect girl.
I quickly run off the tram and navigated my way quickly through the streets to the pub. This was a pub we go to often. I entered the pub and saw Katie sitting on the couch. Her eyes lit up when she saw me but her mouth doesn't crack a smile.
"You're late."
I'm huffing and puffing from running. "Yes, my last client wouldn't shut up. I couldn't get them off the call. I ran as quick as I could." I sat down beside her and feel that electric but close feeling that comes from being near her.
"You're late, Anna." She has a slight smile now. She loves to rub things in.
"I'm sorry baby." I look at her with big puppy eyes.
"I'll forgive you. I like seeing you out of breath but prefer it with your head between my thighs."
Gulp. My head was instantly filled with playing one of Katie and I's favourite games: I enjoying her sweet pussy with my mouth and her legs wrapped tightly around my head. My lips and mouth close up against her. My lungs working overtime never knowing when Katie would give me space to breathe. Not that I want to breathe, I just want to taste and please her.
"You want another drink?" I noticed her empty pint glass hoping it'll get me out of the dog house.
"No. I'll go get us something to drink." Katie says and stands up.
"Thanks, I'll have a..." I start to say.
"No, I'll pick for you." Katie says confidently and walks to the bar. I love when she puts me in my place.
Katie comes back with two pints of lager and sits close to me. We chat about our days at work. Flirt and sip. We're very touchy. Putting our hands subtly on each other. Katie's hands on my knee and I can't help but imagine it going higher. Her undoing my belt buckle, taking off my trousers and feeling the wetness between my thighs.
Katie and I finished two more pints and then she suggested (told) me we were going back to her place. I quickly order an Uber excited to be somewhere a bit more private.
After a short Uber ride and a zillion stairs we've made it to Katie's flat. We start to kiss as we shrug off our coats and kick off our shoes. I've missed her lips. I had just kissed her the day before but every moment I wasn't kissing Katie I wanted to be. Katie directed me to her couch sat me down and straddled me, sitting on my lap facing me. I loved her on top of me. We kissed each other letting our tongues explore each others mouths and our hands each others bodies. Katie gave me an occasional pinch to remind me of my place. I loved the mix of a bit of pain with pleasure. I could feel myself getting wet and felt my panties pressed up against my wet clit desperate to be played with.
"Lose the trousers and the shirt Anna." Katie commands. I quickly do as I'm told. Katie gestures for me to stand and she starts to rub my shoulders from behind. She works her way down my arms, against my waist, she feels my thighs. She cups her hand tightly against my pussy covered in panties. I let out a huge moan.
