"Hello," John answered the phone with nervous anticipation as he recognized the number on his caller ID.
"Mr. Smith?" the soft female voice asked.
"This is he," John cordially replied.
"This is Nadine from Dr. Willbond's office. We have had to reschedule your appointment from next week to this afternoon. Please be here at 5pm."
"I...um," John's mind raced as calculated how to get away from work and with what was being asked his mind worked overtime in paving his early escape," no problem. I will be there."
"Just remember what you are supposed to bring," she finished before he heard the phone on the other end hang up. John felt a subtle shiver as he thought about the red scarf he was to keep clean and bring with him whenever he was with Mistress Vanessa.
Things seemed to be much more routine after his second visit to Dr. Willbond's office. He always tried to make her happy as she was becoming more and more of a focal point in his life. She was always there to take away the stresses his life put on him. She gave him direction and true purpose. In a very short time she had come to make up his world. Thinking about it his mind quickly came to the conclusion that he did not want it any other way.
John finished up his work as quickly as possible and made an excuse about an early doctor's appointment, which was really more of a truth than a prevarication, and made his way to his car. John got into his car and opened his glove compartment verifying the red, silk scarf was where he put it then placed a key in the ignition and drove to his appointment.
John liked to think of them as appointments but Mistress Vanessa fondly called them his training sessions. She had told him that all men needed training else their libidos would control their lives and that only brought on depression and guilt which was no way to lead a healthy and happy life. She had in a sense taken the pressures his sex drive placed on him and taken the reins. Her will was clearly strong enough to rein in his libido which left him a carefree person. For all that he his Mistress had his unending gratitude.
When he walked in the office door he saw the familiar and lovely face of Nadine welcome him with a smile. Her long, dark hair seemed to shine in the light. She wore a black silk blouse which contrasted sharply with her red painted fingernails and lips.
"Good afternoon Nadine," he said with a smile that showed in his eyes.
She returned his smile with her exotic eyes sharing the genuineness of her lips as well," good afternoon Mr. Smith." Her smile faded a bit and her face became almost apologetic," I am sorry Mr. Smith but Dr. Willbond is delayed on an appointment," John's face showed his let down at hearing her words. Nadine stood up quickly at seeing his crestfallen face," but please see your way into her office and make yourself comfortable," her hand gesturing towards the door to Vanessa's office.
With a nod of acceptance John made his way into Vanessa's office and threw himself down onto the divan chair he had come to be so familiar with. His attitude was one that could only be called pouting. His elation at an early appointment was brought down so quickly by having to wait, even if only a short while.
The short while turned into half an hour before he heard footsteps. The divan was situated facing away from the door. John noticed the black hosiery first encasing thin, but nicely formed legs as they travelled up to a red leather skirt that ended just above the wearer's knees. His eyes moved up to see the same black blouse then up to the same, pretty smiling face that had greeted him when he walked in the office.
Nadine looked down at him again with the same apologetic look, " I am sorry about your wait but it will be a while longer before the doctor returns," she looked around briefly grabbing a chair and moving it next to him," but how about if I keep you company?"
