It's a little late, but here's the next installment. Have a happy Halloween!
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I looked around at the street. I didn’t see anyone watching, but that didn’t mean there couldn’t be someone just inside a window. I wasn’t worried about being seen, so much as I was worried about someone seeing and calling the cops. To be honest, I was excited at the prospect of being exposed for Suzanne.
My only chance then, was to obey quickly and convince Suzanne to let me in before anyone could be offended.
I stripped down. I pulled my shirt over my head and folded it neatly, placing it on the rail. Then I bent over to untie my shoes and slide off my socks. Next I shimmied out of my jeans, folding those neatly on top of my shoes. Remembering the demands I used to make of Suzanne in this department, I put my shirt on top of the jeans before peeling off my briefs. I felt myself shriveling from the nervousness and chill as I folded and placed the briefs on top of my shirt.
Another quick look around, and I knelt at the foot of the steps. I was pretty sure this little spectacle was going unnoticed. “Mistress, I’ve done as you asked.”
I didn’t even hear movement in response to my call. I raised my voice. “Mistress, please come and let me in.”
I hear Suzanne’s chair drag across the floor, but Suzanne did not appear. Wincing, I called for her again. “Suzanne, please!”
Suzanne walked up to the screen door just as a dog next door started to bark. I adore the sound of her giggle, and Suzanne was definitely giggling hard. “I don’t know whether you’re more cute or sexy like that.”
The dog was barking more now, and I could hear someone yelling at it. Any second now, I was going to be seen. “Please Mistress…”
“Alright silly. Come up here.”
I hopped up and ran up to Suzanne, who opened up the door and let me inside before walking down the steps to scoop up my clothes. I stood next to the sink, not sure what to do next, until she came inside and closed the door.
“I’d forgotten how good that body looks. You’ve been taking care of it.”
I flushed, both at being scrutinized while so exposed and with pleasure at Suzanne’s praise. “Thanks. I’ve tried. I’m glad you like it.”
Suzanne gave me an odd look, then held out her arms. I went to her gladly, and we wrapped each other up in a tight embrace. Her hair smelled the same, soothing lavender. Her breasts swelled in the same delightful manner against me, the curve of her back the same arousing angle.
“Oh I’m so, so glad you’re here. We’re going to have so much fun.” Suzanne smiled at me, rubbing her hands up and down my arms. “Now, go ahead and sit down…get comfy. I’m going to go lock up your clothes, and we’ll talk about the rest of the weekend.”
I smiled back at her, but couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. Once she locked up my clothes, I realized as I watched her shapely behind swing away up the stairs, I’d be at her mercy for real.
To Be Continued...
---Him
Showing posts with label Change and Renewal. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Change and Renewal Episode 1, a Story
Hi everyone...
The creative energies have struck again. I've a serial story in the works, and I think this is an appropriate venue to post! Enjoy, and feedback is always welcome.
"Change and Renewal" Episode 1
It had been three years since I’d stood in front of her house. Three years since last turning into the drive. Three years since last walking up the path. Three years since ringing the door bell. Three years since feeling this nervous.
The length of time seemed impossibly long, partly because I had so little contact with Susanne since then. During many break ups in my life, I had done what might be called stalking. Driving past the girl’s house for a last look, or bumping into her where she works. With Susanne it was cold turkey. I didn’t so much as drive through her end of town.
At the same time, it felt just like yesterday I’d stood there last. Before our breakup, Susanne and I had spent nearly every night in her house. We’d meet at almost the same time each day, spend the same amount of time together. Our routine would be the same each time, even down to our meals. The constant repetition reinforced the illusion that we had been doing these things forever. Slipping into the same old routine made me feel like I’d never stopped.
Susanne swung open her screen door, interrupting my musing. Framed by the peeling white paint of the doorway, she smirked at me while I checked her out. I was looking for things that had changed since I’d seen her last, but was struck by what hadn’t changed. Her hair was the same brown, hanging straight to the middle of her back. Susanne wore a t-shirt I remembered from our final evening, and the way her breasts pressed against the fabric was like coming home. My eyes followed her curves past her hips, and down her long legs till I saw her bare feet. Bright silver chain around her tan ankle battled with her bright pink toes for attention.
Susanne’s smirk melted into a smile. “You came.”
I gazed up into her coffee and cream eyes, walking to the edge of the porch steps. “I don’t think I’ve ever lied to you. I don’t know why you had doubts.”
Crossing her arms over her perky breasts, Susanne tilted her head. “Never doubting you. Just…very happy.”
I stepped on the first stair, ready to climb up to her. Susanne picked up a yard stick I hadn’t seen, and brought it down on the top of my head before I managed to put my weight down. I yelped, more out of surprise than pain, and gave her a hurt look.
“Did I tell you to come up here?” The smile was gone from her lips. Her eyes hardened. “I thought you understood what your role was.”
I felt tears pricking my eyes. I blinked them away, amazed at my reaction. “I’m sorry, Mistress. I know what we discussed. I know my place. I don’t know why I forgot it. I just missed you—“
Another tap with the yard stick on my head. “Stop that. Stop making excuses. I missed you too, silly boy. And now I’m going to have to wait to hug you until you’ve been corrected.”
The tears were back, both at having disappointed Susanne so soon and the idea of waiting for her welcoming embrace. I also felt my face burning, but I couldn’t tell if I was more ashamed of the reproof or of the tears. “Yes ma’am.”
Susanne looked up and down the road. It was just after sunset, plenty of light out. The paved, unlined road was a dead end that ran for about two miles through stands of trees. Susanne lived in a house located among a cluster of houses and trailers. The houses weren’t butting up against each other, but everyone could see everyone else’s business if they were so inclined.
“I was hoping not to risk humiliating you like this, but I think you’re going to need more training than we both thought.” Susanne sighed as if disappointed, but I saw the evil crinkle around her eyes. “Strip, then fold and place your clothes neatly on the bottom step. After you do that, kneel there and call for me.”
I felt my stomach freeze over as Susanne turned without another word and walked into the house, letting the screen door bang behind her.
***
From: knot_master@*********.net
To: cute_buns63@*****.com
Subj: How’re you?
Hey Suzanne---
I know it’s been a while, but I was thinking about you today. Just wondering how you are, what you’ve been up to since we talk last. Catch you later,
---Mike
To be Continued Next Week...
---Him
The creative energies have struck again. I've a serial story in the works, and I think this is an appropriate venue to post! Enjoy, and feedback is always welcome.
"Change and Renewal" Episode 1
It had been three years since I’d stood in front of her house. Three years since last turning into the drive. Three years since last walking up the path. Three years since ringing the door bell. Three years since feeling this nervous.
The length of time seemed impossibly long, partly because I had so little contact with Susanne since then. During many break ups in my life, I had done what might be called stalking. Driving past the girl’s house for a last look, or bumping into her where she works. With Susanne it was cold turkey. I didn’t so much as drive through her end of town.
At the same time, it felt just like yesterday I’d stood there last. Before our breakup, Susanne and I had spent nearly every night in her house. We’d meet at almost the same time each day, spend the same amount of time together. Our routine would be the same each time, even down to our meals. The constant repetition reinforced the illusion that we had been doing these things forever. Slipping into the same old routine made me feel like I’d never stopped.
Susanne swung open her screen door, interrupting my musing. Framed by the peeling white paint of the doorway, she smirked at me while I checked her out. I was looking for things that had changed since I’d seen her last, but was struck by what hadn’t changed. Her hair was the same brown, hanging straight to the middle of her back. Susanne wore a t-shirt I remembered from our final evening, and the way her breasts pressed against the fabric was like coming home. My eyes followed her curves past her hips, and down her long legs till I saw her bare feet. Bright silver chain around her tan ankle battled with her bright pink toes for attention.
Susanne’s smirk melted into a smile. “You came.”
I gazed up into her coffee and cream eyes, walking to the edge of the porch steps. “I don’t think I’ve ever lied to you. I don’t know why you had doubts.”
Crossing her arms over her perky breasts, Susanne tilted her head. “Never doubting you. Just…very happy.”
I stepped on the first stair, ready to climb up to her. Susanne picked up a yard stick I hadn’t seen, and brought it down on the top of my head before I managed to put my weight down. I yelped, more out of surprise than pain, and gave her a hurt look.
“Did I tell you to come up here?” The smile was gone from her lips. Her eyes hardened. “I thought you understood what your role was.”
I felt tears pricking my eyes. I blinked them away, amazed at my reaction. “I’m sorry, Mistress. I know what we discussed. I know my place. I don’t know why I forgot it. I just missed you—“
Another tap with the yard stick on my head. “Stop that. Stop making excuses. I missed you too, silly boy. And now I’m going to have to wait to hug you until you’ve been corrected.”
The tears were back, both at having disappointed Susanne so soon and the idea of waiting for her welcoming embrace. I also felt my face burning, but I couldn’t tell if I was more ashamed of the reproof or of the tears. “Yes ma’am.”
Susanne looked up and down the road. It was just after sunset, plenty of light out. The paved, unlined road was a dead end that ran for about two miles through stands of trees. Susanne lived in a house located among a cluster of houses and trailers. The houses weren’t butting up against each other, but everyone could see everyone else’s business if they were so inclined.
“I was hoping not to risk humiliating you like this, but I think you’re going to need more training than we both thought.” Susanne sighed as if disappointed, but I saw the evil crinkle around her eyes. “Strip, then fold and place your clothes neatly on the bottom step. After you do that, kneel there and call for me.”
I felt my stomach freeze over as Susanne turned without another word and walked into the house, letting the screen door bang behind her.
***
From: knot_master@*********.net
To: cute_buns63@*****.com
Subj: How’re you?
Hey Suzanne---
I know it’s been a while, but I was thinking about you today. Just wondering how you are, what you’ve been up to since we talk last. Catch you later,
---Mike
To be Continued Next Week...
---Him
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