‘I said come here!’ she shouts at me...
I nervously move towards her. She leans against the table, arms folded, one leg resting on the other... staring straight at me.
‘When I say come here, I mean it. I don’t expect to repeat myself. Do you understand!’
‘Yes, I’m sorry’
‘I expect so too... I’ve had an awful day, by car has broken down, I had to buy my food from that awful shop... I’m used to the better things in life, do you understand... and then to be leered at by you, you dirty perv. I’m this far away from reporting you still. You better start making it up to me’
‘I will I promise’
‘We’ll see won’t we. Now then, I am going out tonight with the girls. I need to get ready, but there is trouble with my shower... fix it!’
‘...but I don’t know...’
‘I don’t want excuses... follow me’
I follow her upstairs... I’m transfixed by her body and legs as she walks up the stairs. Although I’m anxious about what’s happening my fascination with her takes over and I gladly follow her... I follow her into the bathroom
‘There’s something wrong with my shower, the water isn’t coming out. Your a man, just about. Now fix it’
I start looking at the shower trying to work out what’s going on. I take the side of the bath off and lay on my back trying to look under the bath and pipes to the shower.
She stands over me... hands on hips looking down at me. I have one eye on what I’m doing and one eye on her... I’m strangely attracted to her harshness, her bitchiness...
After a few minutes I can’t fix it...
‘I’m sorry, I don’t know how to fix it...?’
‘What!’
‘I don’t know how to fix it?’
‘So I can’t shower you mean! Christ, you really are useless aren’t you. Well I suppose I can use the sink... but I’m still going to report you, you clearly have no use what so ever’
‘No please don’t, what else can I do, there must be something I can do...?’
‘I doubt it, you’re a useless shit, aren’t you... you’re good for nothing... expect maybe...’
She looks at me with a menacing grin.
‘Come here, on your knees’
I crawl towards her and kneel in front of her.
‘My shoes... lick them...’
I look at her.
‘What?’
‘I said lick them, now... show me that you’ll do anything to stop me reporting you. You have 5 seconds or I dial’
I look at her, then her shoes, then the phone in her hand then at her shoes again. I resign myself to the fact that she has me where she wants me. I bow my head towards her shoes and start to lick her shoes. Licking from the toes to the stiletto heel. She just stands, hands on hips looking down at me.
‘Good... now keep going, both shoes’
I swap from one show to the other, licking each one. After a few minutes...
‘Good boy... now kiss them... and my ankles’
I kiss her shoes all over. Once I have covered her shoes with kisses, I start to kiss her ankles... soft slow kisses, moving from one ankle to the other. Again she just looks down at me.
‘Good... now... higher...’
I start kissing higher, her shins, then calves, from and back...her knees. Still with soft kisses... higher still to her thighs, outside of her thighs and inside...
‘Good boy, keep going’
She nonchalantly picks up her phone, no doubt texting her friends telling them that she has a useless shit licking her shoes... I work my way higher and higher up her legs. Kissing her soft stockings. Then, I get to her skirt and stop. She looks down at me...
‘Why have you stopped? Did I tell you to stop?’
‘No but, I got to your skirt and...’
‘Well push it up then! Christ... can’t you do anything?’
I ease up her skirt, slowly... first to the lace bands around her stocking tops... kissing the lace... taking my time... Then I lift it higher, seeing her bare skin. I kiss her bare legs. I notice she widens her stance slightly, allowing me to kiss the inside of her thighs. She looks down again at me as I push her skirt up higher. I see her knickers, black lace... I can’t look away... she looks down at me and gently strokes my face... she moves closer to me.
‘I know where you’d like to kiss next... would you like to’
‘Errr, I... yes... please’
She moves even closer and whispers in my ear
‘I bet you’d love to lick me there wouldn’t you...’
All of a sudden she grabs my hair, pulling my head back sharply
‘Well you’re not! You perv...! You are here to please me, to serve me. You don’t deserve it. You couldn’t fix my shower, I’m hot... sweaty’
She stops all of a sudden, looking at me. That menacing grin on her face again...
‘Come here... and get on your knees’
I move closer to her again. She slowly turns around. Her back to me... |
