The Display
Peeking from under my covers, I saw the first rays of the sun stream through the window. I did not have to look to know he was not there. His presence had fled the room with his getting up earlier. God how I loved waking up with him there.. to cuddle and hold him first thing in the morning.
Laying under my warm covers, I relived the events of the night before.....
I had gotten home from work late yesterday. On the table was a note from him. "Have supper ready at 7 pm tonite...Master"
I ran to shower and get changed and worried about what to wear for him. Was I to get dressed up or casual? He had not specified. Was he bringing home someone else? It would not be the first time he had sprung a surprize on me. Play it safe I figured.. make enough for 4 and dress as if we were going out. I went to the fridge and opened it. Inside was a note for me to order from the restaurant, giving the specifics and what to order. Great now I had no worries but to order and get ready then pick up the food. I went to the bedroom and opened the closet door. Inside another note from him.." Slut....Wear this tonite when you pick up the food, and take a taxi, you will be watched" I pulled out his favorite dress, looking down was a pair of shoes put out in the front, message recieved...I was getting nervous. The dress was barely enough to cover me, and the shoes were almost impossible to walk in. When I sat, the dress did not cover my rear, exposing my cheeks.
I ordered the food he had requested and looked at the time, 6:00, that gave me precious little time to get everything done. After setting the table for 2, I dressed and called a taxi.
The RedTop cab drove up to the entrance. It was a warm day outside, so no need for a coat. I really was wishing at that moment for a cooler day as the dress left little to the imagination. I slipped into the cab, well aware of the cabbie gawking at me . Gave him the address, and slipped into silence in the back seat. He was full of questions, was I going to a party at the restaurant? No I said I am picking up supper I replied. Do you always dress that way for driving around, you know it could be dangerous for a Lady to dress that way? I was squirming and wishing the ride was over already. We arrived at the restaurant, and I got out and walked to the door, well aware he was watching me intensley. Dang why did I have to get a talker today, I just wanted to get in and out as fast as I could. And why couldn't I have taken my own car?... Sighing, I paid for the food, and picked up the package. The cabbie couldn't have been more apparent about his watching me. He ran out and opened the door for me, brushing against my thigh. Holding my tongue I got in the car. The return trip was quiet, although I caught him glancing at me through the mirror, he talked no more. I watched him. He was rather good looking rough, strong type. I was way to happy with mine to even consider another one, but I did appreciate a nice guy still...
We arrived at the apartment, he got out and opened the door for me. I slipped my leg out the door knowing my rear was exposed for his view, feeling slightly shy, I got up quickly, paid him and went to the door. Sure enough he was there opening the door for me, well at least he was a gentleman. I wasn't going to give him a tip, as I thought he had gotten a good enough show already. I went in and he closed the door. Do you wish for help to your room? NO I replied.. ok ok he chuckled and left. Sighing with relief I went upstairs to the apartment. I was going to have to tell Master what had happened. But as I was thinking of it I realised it had been a big turn on for me. Hmmmmmmmm had he known how I would feel about this? He was pretty perceptive, my guess was yes he had known, and had done this for me to make me feel beautiful. Everyday with him was a joy, I blessed the day I met him.
I arrived at the door, and pulled out my keys slipping it into the lock I turned the lock to find it was open. Had I forgotten to lock it? No I remembered locking it It was Masters rule to make sure that door was locked at all times. I would not have forgotten that. He must be home. Entering, I found him on the sofa. watching me enter the room. His eyes followed my movements, that twinkle in his eyes. I was melting I wanted nothing more than to go over to him and greet him, but my arms were full. Placing the food on the counter, I turned and went to him and knelt in front of him, my eyes lowered to his feet. Hello My Master I am so glad you are home. My heart was pounding, he did this to me. He was not a loud man, but he carried a presence about him that turned me to jelly. He reached out to me and tilted my face to him, giving me a deep kiss. We have a visitor tonite my dear. May I go and set another plate Master? No my dear, you will be to busy to eat at that time. Puzzled I looked at him questionally. He pointed to the stool by the table. I knew that if I sat on that stool, I would be completely exposed, there would be no hiding what was his. Please put the food on the table my dear my guest will be here right away, and then go sit down on the stool. I did as asked, and sat down. There was a knock at the door. Master got up, and answered it. In walked the cabbie who had driven me to the restaurant. I blushed heavily at the site of him, thankful I had behaved and not giving him heck.
He walked in grinning at me. I lowered my eyes as I suspected this was one of my Masters many Dom friends. Their conversation was pleasant enough, very cordial. It then turned to the decorations of the room, then to how I was a nice center piece, a pleasing distraction during the meal. Blushing. I kept my eyes lowered, secretly eating this all up. the Men sat down to eat while I sat there for their amusment. Master would reach over and stroke me every so often. I did not mind this, even though I was blushing, but I was his to do with as he pleased. And secretly I was enjoying every second of his attention. He knew I was a exibishionist.
After the meal I was asked to clean it up and then to return to my seat on the stool which Master had moved to the living room. Ok so this was a evening thing. I was soaked, completely wet, and it was noticible and commented on. This went on the whole evening. I was the center piece, there for my Masters pleasure, and use. I was soooooooo horney by the time the visitor left, I never did know his name, Master did not think it important to tell me, he was his visitor, not mine. Afterwards Master praised me and made love to me for being such a good girl. God I loved it...