Straight Male / 31
Waiting For Her Part 1
I wrote this for someone I still want so badly, this is just part 1 of creating a story where we both feature and she gets to live out her desire of being controlled. I sent this too her and more, she couldn’t help herself!
I waited for her to arrive, I knew she wanted something exciting, something different and tonight would be the night. I know every step of what’s to come. I waited in anticipation in the kitchen for her to walk through the door, trying not to be hard with the thought of the night ahead. I decided to wear a crisp white shirt and tight jeans. I hear her footsteps at the front door, she hesitates, is this what she wants. I can almost hear her thinking and her breathing quickening with nerves. She knocks.
“It’s unlocked” I call from the kitchen calmly.
I hear the door handle turn gently, she doesn’t know where I’ll be waiting for her. Will I be there to pounce on her at the door, would I be stood naked? Her shadow cast her beautiful curves on the wall in the hallway. Finally she steps into the dining room and stops, our eyes lock. Her brunette hair at her shoulders, denim jacket hiding a tight T-shirt and her slim fit jeans, she’s stunning. I can see her breasts rising and falling sharply as her nerves take hold.
“Come here” i say assertively. She drops her bag and slips off her jacket as she walks to me in the kitchen.
I move to the archway, the counter behind me, sharpest into the gap with the wall behind her now closer to me than she has ever been. I run my fingers through her hair, over her cheek and under her chin. I slowly bring her chin up to look me in the eye.
“Take off your shoes” she does, she has to brush her body against mine to reach down and take them off. She stands again to face me. I let her wait for her next instruction making sure she remains with her eyes locked on mine.
“Take off your top and your jeans”. Just this sentence makes her shudder slightly, I’ll see her bare before me soon. She slips off her T-shirt smoothly, letting her hair drop back down around her shoulders. She slips her thumbs around to the front of her jeans and unbuttons them, she keeps eye contact as she slips them down her legs and kicks them away. Brushing my bulging jeans with her cheek as she stands just missing her lip.
I let her stand before me, I gently glide fingers over her hips, along the top of her underwear. She bites her lip in anticipation as I thumb my way around the hem of her underwear. I slip my fingers underneath her underwear and press her against the wall with my body. I’ve been hungry to kiss her, I’ve waited so long and now is the time. I bring my face close to hers so we feel each others breath and with my fingers held against her clit, unmoving, I find her lips with my own and kiss her. I’ve never tasted anything so sweet, our tongues dancing in each others mouths.
I waited for her to arrive, I knew she wanted something exciting, something different and tonight would be the night. I know every step of what’s to come. I waited in anticipation in the kitchen for her to walk through the door, trying not to be hard with the thought of the night ahead. I decided to wear a crisp white shirt and tight jeans. I hear her footsteps at the front door, she hesitates, is this what she wants. I can almost hear her thinking and her breathing quickening with nerves. She knocks.
“It’s unlocked” I call from the kitchen calmly.
I hear the door handle turn gently, she doesn’t know where I’ll be waiting for her. Will I be there to pounce on her at the door, would I be stood naked? Her shadow cast her beautiful curves on the wall in the hallway. Finally she steps into the dining room and stops, our eyes lock. Her brunette hair at her shoulders, denim jacket hiding a tight T-shirt and her slim fit jeans, she’s stunning. I can see her breasts rising and falling sharply as her nerves take hold.
“Come here” i say assertively. She drops her bag and slips off her jacket as she walks to me in the kitchen.
I move to the archway, the counter behind me, sharpest into the gap with the wall behind her now closer to me than she has ever been. I run my fingers through her hair, over her cheek and under her chin. I slowly bring her chin up to look me in the eye.
“Take off your shoes” she does, she has to brush her body against mine to reach down and take them off. She stands again to face me. I let her wait for her next instruction making sure she remains with her eyes locked on mine.
“Take off your top and your jeans”. Just this sentence makes her shudder slightly, I’ll see her bare before me soon. She slips off her T-shirt smoothly, letting her hair drop back down around her shoulders. She slips her thumbs around to the front of her jeans and unbuttons them, she keeps eye contact as she slips them down her legs and kicks them away. Brushing my bulging jeans with her cheek as she stands just missing her lip.
I let her stand before me, I gently glide fingers over her hips, along the top of her underwear. She bites her lip in anticipation as I thumb my way around the hem of her underwear. I slip my fingers underneath her underwear and press her against the wall with my body. I’ve been hungry to kiss her, I’ve waited so long and now is the time. I bring my face close to hers so we feel each others breath and with my fingers held against her clit, unmoving, I find her lips with my own and kiss her. I’ve never tasted anything so sweet, our tongues dancing in each others mouths.
