As with most of my stories, the focus will be on Female Domination but will stray into other areas I have mainly bypassed so far.
As always, all persons in the story are imagined, with any similarity to anyone living or dead being purely coincidental. None of the characters are under 18.
Too good to be true? Chapter 04.
Friday had arrived and James and Simon were looking forward to the planned evening ahead, even if Simon was not going with his chosen partner. They had briefly seen Bron and Louise who just said they would meet them in front of the railway station around 7:30pm. "Dress 'smart casual', and proper shoes, not trainers" was all Louise had told them.
As is always the case when plans are near, the clock seems to tick slower, and by the time 5pm arrived the two boys (young men?) were more than ready to go. They said farewell to their dad and told him they might be back late - or very late!
They had agreed to go home first and take an Uber to the station, not knowing how or when they would be returning home.
Ben had made no plans and was locking the office when he saw Diane approaching. "First week done. Do you fancy a drink? I know all the best places........" she said, smiling broadly.
Ben said that would be great. "Lead on!"
They left the office, locking all the doors and setting the alarm. "No more work for a couple of days," he said. "It will be good to have a rest."
Diane just smiled to herself, knowing a restful weekend was the last thing Ben would be having.
They walked just a short distance to a smart bar that Diane said was always good, with a wide array of drinks, and good food too. She suggested they might like to eat an early supper and then maybe retire to the bar. Ben thought that a great idea.
They were directed to a booth, near the back of the restaurant part of the bar. The décor reminded Ben of a club rather than a bar, with dark panelling and slightly subdued lighting. He took the menu to look at the options, but Diane took it off him and said she would order for them both. She checked he had no allergies - which he hadn't - and ordered steaks for them both, with green vegetables and potatoes. "Maybe there will be room for a dessert too," she added. "My treat, by the way. You will be paying it back over time, doing my books etc"
Ben looked at her, and asked if he could pay for the meal, but she was adamant that it would be her treat for him.
They had ordered drinks when they were seated, and the waiter arrived with them. He placed the glasses on the table, with the bottles, and left them to serve themselves.
"Cheers!" Ben said, clinking glasses with her. They took a little of their drinks and sat back into the booth, chatting about how work had been, and how Ben and his boys were getting used to the city. Ben had to admit that although they had found a place to rent, there had not been time to look around, and he again expressed his thanks to Diane for the business premises, and at such a deal!
They chatted until their food arrived; Diane ordered more drinks. She found him as submissive as she had thought and steered the conversation to Ben, making sure she had not missed anything in his past that might become an issue.
Ben was having a great time. He found the food, and the company, excellent. Diane was dressed in a business suit again, crisp white blouse containing her huge breasts, and stockings wrapped around her thick legs. Ben had been looking at her all the time and she became more attractive every time he looked. She must have been wearing a fairly thin bra because he was sure he could see the outline of her nipples and areolae through the blouse. Her suit jacket had been placed with the waiter when they arrived, and she could see it just behind the bar entrance. She needed to know where it was....... For later!
It was so clear to her that Ben was ogling her body, but she knew every man did - there wasn't really much choice with the size of her 'assets' and her thick body size. She accepted this as normal now, although it had bothered her as she had tried to rise through the ranks at previous jobs and finally decided that she would have to have her own company, to stop the unwanted attention. She had allowed some men into her bed, mainly when it offered her some kind of reward - a promotion, or a bonus - and regarded men as a necessary evil; to be used as required.
She was enjoying the steak, her favourite entrée; Ben said his was excellent too. He was not sure about her ordering the food for them both but chose to say nothing. He would pay when they were finished, but he would enjoy himself until then. He still had a few hundred dollars left in his account, so knew he could cover the check. It would only be fair!
She hailed the waiter as they finished the meal and complimented him on the quality of the meat cooking. He said he would tell the Chef! Ben nodded, and said he enjoyed it too. In truth, he preferred fish to meat, but Diane was a very decisive person, and did not accept disagreement, he had realised.
She told Ben what she wanted for dessert and stood to go to the Ladies Room. She asked Ben to make his decision and let the waiter know their choices. He would need to go around to the other side of the bar to make the order, she knew, and that would allow her to retrieve 'something' from her jacket pocket. She also took the opportunity to phone Bron to make sure their plans were on track and said she would be at the chateau around 9:30. Bron advised they would probably be a lot later, as they wanted to enjoy themselves with the boys before setting the plans in motion.
Now it was just a matter of timing!
Ben had made their order and returned to their booth, finding Diane already there. She looked up as he arrived and smiled at him. Looking down, he was sure she had unbuttoned at least 2 of her blouse buttons, and her breasts were half exposed. He kept looking just a moment too long, reminding Diane that men were so easy to distract, and distraction led to control.
