Excerpt from "Obediently Yours"

PLEASE NOTE:  This book contains adult themes.  Do not read if you are under 18.

Excerpt from Obediently Yours:

I follow the hostess and walk toward our table.  The hostess told me that my companion is already seated.  I am so excited I can barely stand it.  I’m wearing my favorite dress, it is a light and flowy fabric that is black with little white flowers.  Richard sent me an email with his picture as he said he would.  My first thought when I saw it was “Hello gorgeous!” just like Barbra Streisand said in the movie Funny Girl.  He is drop dead handsome and sexy.  Just his picture made me start to hyperventilate so I cannot imagine what meeting him in person will do to me.  I’m so apprehensive about our meeting tonight, but also incredibly excited and happy.  It’s been so long since I dated and it’s been never since I felt as special as Richard makes me feel.  Ironic since we have not even met in person yet. 

I wake up from my inner monologue and realize I am looking straight at him.  My heart stops, my head feels light, and my stomach flutters – he is just so beautiful.  There is no other word to describe it.  Tall and fit with a full head of brown hair with silver streaks.  His eyes are the most intriguing color blue/green I have ever seen.  The color is so deep and brilliant.  They are color of the ocean.  He is wearing khaki pants with a cream-colored Irish cable knit sweater.

“Hello Siobhan,” he says with a wide brilliant smile.

“Hello Richard, its nice to meet you in person,” I say smiling back at him, putting my right hand out to shake his.  Looking at my hand, he leans in and wraps his strong solid arms around me in an embrace. I return the hug.  We stand there, suspended in time for these moments.  Nothing in my life has ever felt as good as this.  I feel Richard’s head move and he kisses my right cheek softly.  My head pounds as the blood rushes to it and I feel my face flush.  I am also immediately aware of a certain familiar tingle down deep below, knowing full well that my panties are already very damp.

“Let’s sit,” he says as he pulls my chair out.

“Thank you,” I say as I sit in the chair and take in the surroundings.  The restaurant is small and intimate.  We are sitting in a table in the far corner, away from everyone.  It is like our own little world.  I notice that Richard did not take the seat across from me, rather he is sitting in the chair next to me and he is moving it closer to me.  I feel his hand caress my cheek softly.  I stare into his eyes and he mine.  We stay like this for a few minutes, just drinking in the presence of each other.  Its as if time has stopped.  I feel tongue-tied and afraid of saying something stupid, but the long stretch of silence makes me uncomfortable.  Almost as if he senses my discomfort, he speaks.

“You are exactly as I knew you would be.  You are so beautiful Siobhan.  I could get lost in your chocolate brown eyes.  You have such kind, soulful eyes,” his voice is so sincere.  “Oh, and you have the most lovely blush too,” he smiles and continues to stroke my cheek.

This statement, of course, makes me blush more.  He is so unbelievably good looking.  We fall into an easy and lengthy conversation about everything.  His favorite color is red, mine is lilac; his favorite ice cream is strawberry, mine is chocolate; his favorite classic book is Tom Sawyer, mine is Jane Eyre.  It goes on and on, back and forth for the entire length of dinner.  Eventually we move on to our careers.  Richard sounds like a very dedicated and caring physician and, listening to him talk about his work makes me imagine him wearing scrubs with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.  I can feel the blood pooling into my cheeks again as I blush and I also feel another kind of pooling down low between my legs.

“Tell me what you were just thinking Siobhan, to make you blush such a deep pink,” Richard says with a kind smile.

“Well, I was just imagining…” I stammer.

“Imagining?  What were you imagining Siobhan?” leaning toward me, his voice oozing sex appeal and innuendo.

I stare straight into his eyes and take the plunge.  “I was imagining you in your scrubs and stethoscope while I sit naked under a thin hospital gown.  I was anticipating your examination….Doctor,” I add in a sultry, submissive voice.  I see Richard’s pupils dilate and I hear his sharp intake of breath.  His stare is penetrating, as if he can see right into my soul. 

“How I would love to examine you, my beautiful girl.  I would give you a very thorough examination.  You would sit on my exam table all nervous with anticipation.  I know that when I put your legs in the stirrups and spread your thighs I will see a very wet, glistening pussy.  A pussy that is begging for the Doctor’s attention.  And attention I would give it,” he says in a low voice close to my ear.  Arousal floods my senses.  His spicy smell is heavenly, his velvet voice caressing, and his dark eyes demanding and dominant.  Every cell in my body is screaming for him to touch me.

“Siobhan, would you like to come home with me?” he asks, his voice low and serious.

“W..w..what?” I ask stammering.  Holy shit! I would love to but should I?  I’ve never had sex on a first date before.  I have always waited until I really got to know the other person really well first.  Not like I have a lot of experience, but still I have never wanted anyone like I want Richard right now.  “Richard,” I continue speaking just as he says “Siobhan” at the same time.  We both laugh.  I look into his eyes and see smoldering passion.  Passion for me?  He wants me?  The thought is thrilling and terrifying. 

“Richard, I would love nothing more than to go home with you but I think you should know that this is not something I do.  It’s important to me for you to know that.  Not to mention I am very out of practice with relationships.  It has been a long time since I have had someone in my life.  And I have never had such a strong reaction to anyone before you.  It’s a bit frightening to be honest.”

“Siobhan, I have the same strong reaction to you too and we have so much to talk about.  I just want to spend time getting to know you better.  Nothing has to happen tonight but talking.  We will take this as slow as you want.  I won’t hide the fact that I want you though.  I want to make love to you and explore every inch of your body.  I want to taste you and touch you everywhere,” he whispers in my ear, his hand stroking my thigh.  Cue another flood of arousal in my pussy!

Before I know it, I am in my car following Richard to his house.  His words rattle around in my head on repeat.  ‘I want to taste you and touch you everywhere.’  I wonder if he could tell how that sentence made my pussy wet with arousal.  He could probably smell it.  My panties are a lost cause at this point.  I should have worn a panty liner.  I’m dripping wet and I want him.  I want him like I have never wanted a man before.  I want to feel his hands and mouth all over me.  I want him to take control and make me his.  These desires are all new for me, but there you have it.

We drive up to a beautiful sprawling house painted brown with cream trim, the landscape perfectly manicured.  Richard comes to my car door and opens it as I reach for my seatbelt.  “Don’t!” he states loudly.  In a softer tone, he says, “Please, let me do that Siobhan.” He reaches over me to unbuckle my seatbelt and then takes my left hand leading me out of the car.  We walk up to the front door hand in hand just staring at each other the entire way.  His look is carnal, passionate, and sexy.  Without releasing my hand, he unlocks the door with his other and leads me into his house.

We step into a large living room, filled with overstuffed furniture.  It is sparse, clean, but looks very inviting too.  Richard leads me through to the kitchen.  “Would you like a tour of my entire house?” he asks hesitantly.

“Sure,” I say.  He looks into my eyes and it is as if he is trying to convey something to me, but I don’t know what.  So I ask him, “What?”

“Siobhan, I want to show you all of who I am but I do not want to scare you. I meant what I said, nothing has to happen tonight but talking.  In fact, I think we should make talking a priority.  There is much to discuss about us, not just our meeting tonight but how we proceed tomorrow with everything.

My heart swells with…love.  What the fuck?  Why did that thought pop into my head?  It is too early to feel that, to use that word.  He is just too good to be true.  My head is a jumble of racing thoughts.  He stares at me expectantly and I realize I need to respond.  “Richard, I want to know all of you too.  Show me.”

Richard smiles and leads me back through the living room to a small hallway.  To the left is an office.  A large desk and chair are the focal point as you walk into the room.  We are surrounded by floor to ceiling bookshelves lined with books.  I look around the room amazed and dazed.  My eyes focus on one corner of the room.  I see what looks like an old fashioned child’s desk and chair, all wood and utilitarian.  The chair looks very uncomfortable.  The desk is facing the corner but out far enough the wall that one could easily walk all the way around it.  Richard notices where I am looking and bends down to my ear.  “That will be your punishment corner little one.  When you are a naughty little girl I shall make you stand in that corner with your well-spanked bottom bright red.  Your nose will be to the wall as you await my further instructions.  Then I will make you sit on your spanked bottom in that chair as you write lines at the desk.” He points to the chair.

Oh God, as he tells me this I can picture it, me standing in that corner properly punished.  I can literally feel my bottom sting while sitting on the hard wooden chair writing lines.  “What would you have me write, Daddy?” I have to ask.

Richard smiles slyly.  “It depends on what naughty thing you did.  You already have rules to obey and I think we might expand them so you are more under my control.  I might make you write your rules over several times to make sure you know them.  If you break a rule, I might have you write it one hundred times while you sit naked on your spanked bottom.  Would you like that baby girl?” he asks. 

I look into his eyes and can picture it perfectly.  More so, I want to experience it for real.  With him.  With a dry mouth and pounding heartbeat I say, “Yes, Daddy, I would like that very much.  I want you to hold me accountable, to take control of me.  I want to obey and submit to you.”  I hear his sharp intake of breath as I continue to stare into his eyes.  The air in the room heavy with lust for one another, charged sexual energy that is almost painful in its intensity.

After a few minutes Richard clears his throat.  “Enough of this room for now, I want to show you the rest of the house.”  He takes my hand and leads me out of the office, further down the hallway then up a flight of stairs.   At the top of the stairs we walk to the end of the hallway and into what I assume is his bedroom.  All masculine in décor smelling of spice, like him.  I look up at Richard and see the passion in his eyes.  I lean in at the same time he leans down and our lips meet.  This kiss is the most delicious I have ever had.  He starts sweetly, softly and then his tongue touches my bottom lip, urging me to open my mouth.  I do and our kiss becomes more demanding and intense, as if we cannot get enough of each other.  I can feel his arms wrap firmly around me and it makes me feel safe and protected.  Our bodies are touching. We devour each other with this kiss.  He tastes like vanilla.  I can feel his erection hard against my belly.  My thighs clench tightly as I feel that familiar tingle and contraction down below.  I am fully aroused and I want him inside of me.  Now.

We begin to undress each other, carefully but with urgency.  I have always been so shy about undressing in front of men but I feel none of that, only passion and a deep desire to have this man.  Before long, we are standing in front of each other naked.  Richard pulls away with his arms on my shoulders.  He looks up and down my body and I cannot stop my reaction.  I quickly raise my arms up to cover my breasts and I feel the blood rush to my cheeks. 

“Don’t do that, please Siobhan,” he whispers.  “Let me look at you.” The way he says it is so erotic.  I slowly lower my arms feeling exposed, yet still aroused.  My nipples are as hard as rocks and fully erect.  I look down Richard’s body and see his big and beautiful cock.  It is long and thick and very ready to connect with my waiting, weeping pussy.  I reach down to touch him there and, as I am about to ask him if it is okay, as if he can read my mind he says, “Yes.”

We begin to explore each other.  My hand strokes his cock up and down.  When I rub the tip, I feel the pre-cum, swirling it all around the head of his cock.  He moans then takes my face in both of his hands to hold me as he kisses me deeply and fully.  It is the perfect kiss.  The one that all women dream about.  Full of passion and intensity.  Time literally stops and it is just the two of us…existing…in this moment.