1. Saturday submissive


    Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: samuelle, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    trotted off. He quickly looked at the small slip reaching into his front pocket and pushing my foot off his crotch as he did to retrieve his neatly folded bills. Not willing to let this perfect opportunity pass I said, “Really, you don’t have to pay me.” He peeled two twenties off the fold, placed them on the table, and slid from the booth positioning the food containers in front of his crotch as he stood in an attempt to cover the tent protruding from the front of his shorts. “Shall we?” he said. I slid from the booth, stood up and began to walk toward the door and in a moment of compassion, I allowed him to follow closely so that he might hide his erection. As I got to the door I blurted out, “You are going to have the time of your life tonight, honey.” Just before I stepped aside to let him open the door for me, I grabbed his butt and squeezed it tightly. “That was so much fun.” I said as I danced my way across the parking lot. Jack said nothing as he opened my door after using the key fob to unlock the truck doors. “You are going to pay for this you know!” “I certainly hope so,” I said as I climbed into the truck spreading my legs in the most revealing manner possible. “My God, you are incredibly beautiful and real fun in a bar,” he said as he reached through the seat to put the food containers on the floor in back. I felt the blood rush to my face, surprisingly embarrassed by his comment. He started the truck, put it in drive and we headed home, our sexual energy on ...
    overload. Ten minutes later we were home with our hunger replaced by an overwhelming sexual desire. Jack walked off toward the kitchen, presumably to put our meals in the refrigerator. I started to follow him, but he stopped me with his hand, directing me to the bedroom instead. I walked into the bedroom and sat on the end of the chaise. A few minutes later he returned, placing something in the corner that was just out of my line of sight. He walked over to me and asked me to strip and put on my red 6-strap garter belt and my 15-denier black seamed nylons with no panties! As I had all day, I complied. He watched me undress and dress intently before he went to the closet returning with my 5” red stiletto heels. I slipped my feet into the heels, buckling the straps around my ankle. “Now stand and turn around.” I turned knowing he was getting a nice view of my ass that hung just below the arch of the garter. “Can I turn around now yet?” I asked, after looking out the window for a few minutes and waving mockingly at our neighbor’s house. “Yes you may.” I turned to see a video camera on a tripod directed at me. “What are you doing?” I exclaimed, slightly panicked. I had allowed him to take a few pictures of me in some sexy lingerie on one occasion but that was the extent of my erotic photo shoot posing. “Is that on?” “Of course it is on, I want you to model for me, give me a show, something I can load on my computer and watch whenever I want.” Emboldened by the events of the day as ...