She texted: “be here tonight as soon as you can”.
I was taken aback because Maggie usually sets up a time like, “I’ll be finishing up with my last client for the day at 2. Can you make it?”
Normally I’d drop everything and rush over but I was at work trying to get the assignment I had before tomorrow’s deadline. I told her my situation.
“That’s cool, just come over tonight, k?”
“I’ll text you when I’m leaving”.
“Be there in 15 minutes,” I texted her when I left work.
Our interest in our usual late night trysts had been diminishing lately. For me, it was lots of work and impossible deadlines. Maggie said she had booked more clients than usual. Many wanted longer sessions.
Her door was unlocked. I entered. The place was dark except a few candles in the living room and some light from the slightly open bathroom door.
“Strip and put on your collar, ” she called out from the bathroom.
I did as she ordered.
She walked out of the bathroom dressed in stockings attached to a corset. She sat on the edge of the couch.
“Kneel,” she pointed to a spot in front of her lap. As I knelt, she attached a leash to one of the d-rings on my collar. She spread her legs and pulled me into her.
I licked my lips in eager anticipation.
She twisted the handle of the leash around her fist and tugged me closer.
“suck!”, she ordered.
I immediately began licking her outer lips.
“Closer,” she tugged me closer to her.
I kissed her as close as I could get, tasting her scented lips. When I retreated for air, she tugged me back. I was turned on like I used to be with her.
I hummed and vibrated her as my tongue explored.
She moaned louder and tugged me harder than ever.