It was three days later and nearly 11p.m. at night before I heard from Susan again and judging from how frantic she seemed while repeatedly tapping the window of my kitchen door, I knew something wasn't right...
I was upstairs changing into my sleepwear when I thought I could hear something, then making my way down in just my short, satin nightie and also my short satin dressing robe, I entered my kitchen to see Susan standing there through the glass. I knew something was up, it was late, something must have happened.
Stepping over quickly, I unlocked the door before swinging it open wide to greet her there, but when I did not only was she crying again but she was also soaking wet...
"Oh Susan, not again?" I asked as I pulled the door open to see her there looking like a drowned rat, her hair matted down and wet, of course I hurried her in...
"Come in, quick, I didn't realize it was raining so hard..." I added while putting an arm around her, ushering her in from the drizzling rain, her hair looking wet in a mist of water droplets, but also her face was wet, yet with her tears, and not the pouring rain.
"What's happened now sweetie..?" I asked as I closed the door behind her, my arm still around her as she stepped in wheeling a small suitcase behind her.
"Oh Heather he was awful, we've just had a huge fight... His lawyer called him earlier and told him of the cease and desist order and when he hung up the phone he absolutely flipped out on me..." Susan cried as we stopped there in my kitchen with me putting both my arms around her now, her wet clothes pressing into me leaving me feeling her chill and also the wet coming through my thin robe and nightie.
"I couldn't stay there, I thought he might get even more violent so I pack a bag and left but... I don't... I-I don't have any where to go..." She added then as she completely broke down bursting into a deep sobbing fit of crying as I held her there close to me with her holding me back, putting one around me at my waist while she once more laid her head to my shoulder, wanting to hide her face, and her tears.
"Oh God honey, I'm so sorry, I was worried about something like this happening, Mitch going off on you once the action against him was put into place -and he also probably knows now that he can no longer sell the house out from under you..." I began, siding with her of course and also -- of course- seeing this as my next and best opportunity in using this latest turn of events in my favour...
And yes, I did know that I was taking advantage of her situation for my own gain... But that's what Dominants do... Isn't it? We look for the weakness and then pounce... And besides, I knew that I wasn't only doing this for me...I was also doing this for Susan...
Because the way I was seeing things? I was helping to set her free while at the same time also letting her experience more of who she really is... A submissive -- yet I didn't plan on ruling her with the fear of violence, no I was going to be much more subtle and let her true nature guide her and show her the way into my arms and yes, even possibly going over my knee --but in a much more of a nurturing, caring and loving atmosphere than Mitch was providing for her and that much I want to make sure.
And besides, if there was anyone who was abusing her? It was Mitch... He was leading her with fear, bulling and threatening her - and that's just plain wrong... It was a form of fascism as far as I was concerned, his tyranny - it needed to end...
"Okay, that's it..." I began then sounding pissed off, because I was -- but not with Susan...
"You're staying here with me Susan, and I won't take no for an answer..." I added as I ushered her in farther, taking her out into the living room with my arm around her and telling her to leave her little suitcase behind.
"Oh Heather... Are? Are you sure? I can go to a motel if you could maybe lend me the money... I - I don't know when I can pay you back though..." Susan answered still sounding unsure of herself but still not wanting to impose.
"No Susan, I wouldn't dream of sending you away now... You can't be left alone, you're far too upset and I don't blame you one bit... Now come through with me and I'll find you something dry to sleep in...
"But I have my case... I can just sleep in my robe, I have it here..." Susan replied then saying she had some of her own clothes in her case but I wasn't going to give up...
"Oh come now Susan, I can't have you sleeping in just your panties and robe, I wouldn't dream of it... Come, come with me right now and we'll get you upstairs and changed, then we can sit and talk..." I said back her as I kept her up on her feet, turning her and directing her as we both made our way towards the stairs leading up to my second floor -- and my bedroom.
I was pleased to see her co-operating and not putting up much of a fuss because as it turned out, in her panic to get away from Mitch, she hadn't thought about packing any PJ's or a night gown and she was quite humble in thanking me...
"You're sure? You -- you don't mind..? Really Heather you're being so kind to me even just helping me, and letting me stay the night... I'd just be so lost without you... So thank you, thank you again..." She said to me and even sounding like she was willing to do just about anything -- which gave me an idea...
Turning and smiling to myself I opened my lingerie drawer and instead of just finding her one of my nighties that probably wouldn't fit her, I remembered an item that I'd ordered on-line but it was too big for me so I never wore the sexy little white lace negligee, with a very low cut v-neck that would expose most of her big tits, not to mention that it was mostly transparent and very quite short at the hem line.
I had intended to send it back but after some time, I'd forgotten all about it until it was too late and oh well... At least I had it now... I just wondered though if it was too much, if Susan would give in and wear the wispy-thin nightie that I was looking for in amongst my lingerie -- my finery...
Saying nothing I laid the sexy little nightdress out on my bed as I then stepped to my closet where I found an equally small terry-cloth robe to put on over the negligee so that she wouldn't balk and turn down what I had for her to sleep in.
With the short pink terry-cloth robe in my hand I turned to see Susan not looking at me but looking to the negligee laid out on my bed, her eyes were wide in surprise... "I know it's probably not what you were expecting but to be honest Susan, I think it would be nice for you to wear this for me, it will make you feel more feminine and relaxed..." I said to her as she then looked up to me as I went on saying...
"You need to be pampered some after the ordeal you've been going through, so here, take this robe, and I'll step out of the room while you change... In fact, just come back down to the living room... I also think we both could use a night-cap of something a bit stronger than wine and I know just the thing..." I ended then smiling and not really giving her a choice.
Nodding with a weak and somewhat embarrassed look to her, she agreed with me and then smiling myself, I put a loving hand to her shoulder and once more assured her that everything would be alright...
"It's okay Susan, you're safe now, and you can relax and enjoy yourself a little. I know this is a trying time for you and that's why I want to help you and make you forget about all of this... even just for a little while..."
Looking to me I could see a fresh tear cresting in her right eye, she nodded once more and whispered "Thank- you.." as I then turned to leave her, closing my bedroom door with Susan stood there, my short pink robe in her hands...
***
Out in the hall and biting my lip to stifle a moan, I quickly shucked my panties, stepping out of the 'wet-again' little things and thinking as quick, I stuffed the pair under a stack of folded bed sheets in the hallway linen closet before I slipped into the main bathroom to give myself a quick freshen-up.
I mean, after all, I was getting ready for bed and had my make-up off, so with a quick brush of rouge to my cheeks and an even quicker run around each eye with an eyeliner pencil, I also left my robe off leaving me in just my little nightie as I grabbed a tube of light lip gloss and headed down stairs to wait for Susan, back on my living room couch.
Figuring that it might take her a few minutes in changing and also deciding if she could face me dressed in the impossibly short negligee I'd given her to wear, thinking and contemplating what else it might mean, or what more I might want from her... I didn't care if she was slowly figuring things out, I was positively swimming as I threw a soft blanket across the cushions fearing I might ruin my couch with my excitement - that's just how wet all of this was making me...
Sitting for a second, I remembered that I wanted to grab a bottle of sherry I'd been saving. Well, not that I drink a lot of sherry at my age, but it is like ten-times stronger than wine so; I thought it would be perfect.
Anyway, remembering, I jumped up and went to the credenza where I keep different types of spirits, not the normal stuff like rum or vodka -- but things like Schnapps and this bottle of dry sherry I've kept around because Bev likes a taste as an after any time I've had her over for dinner, but again, it wasn't all that often...
Returning with the already opened bottle and two small glasses, I hit the remote on the gas fire place giving the room a wonderful, romantic glow -and with my stomach churning in the anticipation while trying to keep my hands away from myself, I waited for Susan to come back into the room through the glassed-in French doors that lead out into the hall and the stairway up to the bedrooms.
Biting at my nails this time -then at last, I could see her reaching the bottom of the stairs. Obscured through the small glass panels, I could at least she that her legs were bear... She had changed!
With a huge smile on my face I sat there and watched as she tentatively walked across the cold tiled hall in her bare feet, her hands clutching at the hem line of her robe, looking like she was trying to pull down what she could of the extremely short thing I'd given her to wear.
