Author's Note: To get background on the characters, please read the previous chapters. Thanks to everyone for all the kind comments I've received so far. Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, or if it is offensive to you. All characters are fictitious. All events are fictional. Any similarities in this story to real events or people are unintentional.
Tom arrived at the restaurant before Jodi and picked a secluded booth in the back.
It was a light lunch-time crowd, so he saw her as soon as she walked in. The waitress led her over to his table.
“Hi, Tom,” she said nervously as he pulled out her chair for her.
“It’s great to see you,” Tom replied with his most confident smile and slid into his seat. “I know you don’t have long for lunch, so I took the liberty of ordering for you. The seafood salad here is great. I hope you won’t get in too much trouble, but I ordered us some wine.”
He handed her a glass and picked up his own.
“A toast,” he said. “To our first date.”
She gave a small smile, touched glasses with him and drank.
“This is good,” she said.
“Their best,” he said. “I’ve just got a big raise.”
“Yeah,” she said suspiciously. “We should talk about that.”
“Well, I can’t say that your little potion didn’t help, but I did deserve the raise,” he said.
“I’m sure you did,” she said. “But what else have you done with Suzanne? George said she made a fool of herself at the board meeting. She was distracted the whole time, then was grinding her butt into her chair like she was ...”
Tom let a smile creep across his face.
“Guilty,” he said, holding up his hands. “I gave her something else to think about at the board meeting.”
“Tom,” she said sternly. “I never intended for the formula to be used in a ... sexual way.”
“Jodi, just relax, finish your wine and let me explain,” he said taking a big sip. She did the same. “You have to admit that Suzanne needed to be taken down a few pegs. If you didn’t agree with me on that, you never would have given me the potion. Yes, I embarrassed her a little bit, but I did no physical harm to her.”
“But this just isn’t right,” she said. “You’re going to have to stop. I can’t let this go on.”
“It’s too late to stop,” he said.
“No it’s not,” she said. “If you don’t, I’ll ... have to turn you in.”
“No you won’t,” he said, noticing her glass was empty. “I have to admit something to you. I slipped some of the potion into your wine today.”
She stared at the empty glass.
“You did what!,” she exclaimed.
“Keep your voice down,” he said.
“How could you do that to me?” she said, noticing that without intending to she had dropped her voice to a hushed tone.
Both were silent for a moment, lost in their thoughts.
“So, what happens now?” she said. “Are you going to start ordering me around like you did Ms. Stevens?”
“No, Jodi, I would never do that to you,” he said. “I have too much respect for you to do that. The only reason I did it with Suzanne was that she was such a bitch. You’ve always been sweet to me. The only reason I slipped you the potion was to protect myself. I only have one order for you: Don’t tell anyone about the formula or what I’ve done to Suzanne.”
Just then the waitress came with their food. They suspended their conversation until she left.
“I care about you,” he continued. “I could never do anything like that to you.”
“So you’re not going to turn me into some kind of sex slave?” she said.
“No, never,” he said.
“Oh,” she said, absent-mindedly moving her food around her plate with a fork.
They were silent for a long time.
Finally, Tom said, “What’s the matter?”
Both of them had forgotten she had the potion flowing threw her veins. Her mind took his question as an order to respond.
“I’m a little disappointed,” she said, then quickly covered her mouth in shock.
Tom sat there staring at her in astonishment.
She started to flee the table.
“Wait,” he said. “Sit down.”
Immediately she compiled.
“Tell me what’s on your mind,” he said. “And be honest.”
“Well,” she said, blushing. “I actually was hoping that you would take advantage of me. I guess I’ve always had a submissive side. I thought that you might use the potion on me, that’s why I didn’t protest about the wine. Normally, I never drink at lunch. But deep down I was kind of hoping that you would put me under your control.”
Tom was in shock.
“Jodi, I would have never guessed this about you,” he said.
“Well,” she said. “now you know my deepest, darkest secret. What do you plan to do about it?”
“Do you really want this,” he asked.
“Yes, I do,” she said. “I’ve always dreamed of being with a big, strong man like you who would take charge of everything. The idea of being forced to embarrass or humiliate myself turns me on. You can do whatever you like to me.”
“You’re sure?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, bowing her head.
“Okay,” he said. “Give me your panties.”
“Right here?” she asked.
“Yes,” he answered.
It was quite in ordeal in the cramped booth, but she managed to reach under her skirt and wiggle out of her panties. She handed them to him under the table.
Tom pulled her underwear up to his face and inspected them. The crotch was soaking wet. She certainly was telling the truth. She was turned on by the idea of humiliating herself.
This was too good to be true.
