Priceless

“You were?” She seemed so surprised.

“Oh yes, my lovely Miss Hargreave.”

She offered her lips up to mine for a kiss, which thrilled me to accept from her. She was so sweet and generous. Her offer gave me the courage to tell her the rest of my plan. Because I was going to tell her. Telling and directing were actions devoted to my part in this. Her role would be different.

“And Gabrielle, having you archive my paintings and enjoy each other in bed is not the only thing I am proposing here with you.”

“What else are you proposing?” she asked carefully, the slight widening of her eyes a clue as to her own perceptiveness of what was really going on between us, and maybe even what I was going to say next.

“I want you submissive when we fuck, Gabrielle. I want so badly to have that…with you.”

THE END