Chapter 4 - Mike
I pull up outside my house and my whole body relaxes.
It’s good to be back home at last. The three weeks passed surprisingly quickly, and from the work side of things, everything went well.
I’ll write the final report tomorrow and send it off to my boss, but I already know he’ll be happy with how things are going.
As for things with Willow, my feelings over the last three weeks have been mixed.
Every day she sent me pictures of herself wearing a variety of expensive-looking lingerie.
She’s never worn anything like that for me, but I suppose she was waiting until she was comfortable with me before breaking out the good stuff.
I have to admit, she looks amazing in it, highlighting her already stunning body, and she got me worked up every time she sent me a picture.
And that’s the problem. She’s been sending two or three pictures every day, so I’ve been horny as fuck for nearly three weeks solid.
We’ve been sexting all the time and I’ve been getting off, so that has helped, but it’s not the same as fucking.
I’m desperate to sink my cock into her and feel her body react to me, hear her delicious moans.
As I get out of the car, I spot my neighbor Nancy leaving her house. She waves over at me and walks up while flashing me a smile.
“Hi, stranger. Back from your cruise? I bet you made a lot of single ladies happy.”
She knows I go every year, but not that it’s for my job. She thinks it’s just me going and having a good time.
“Hey, Nancy. Yeah, it was great, even better than last year.”
“I bet it was. Handsome stud like you with your pick of the ladies. I’m quite jealous of them.”
I don’t know about her being jealous, but she does seem a little sad. Next year I should see if I can send her on the cruise in my place and get another person’s viewpoint while letting her have some fun.
“Oh, you know that none of them are half as pretty as you.”
She slaps me on the arm and laughs, but looks genuinely pleased.
“You tease. But thank you, that made my day.”
She heads towards her car, and I notice she has a little wiggle in her walk. Maybe I did cheer her up. Then I realize I’m still looking at her ass. I laugh to myself about staring at Nancy; I’m so horny I would check out the ass of anyone going by.
Shaking my head, I turn to head into my apartment, grabbing the mail as I go in.
It’s mostly junk, but there’s one envelope without postage that has my name written on the front. Who would be hand delivering a letter to me?
As I step into my apartment, I throw the rest of the mail on the table and open up the mystery envelope. Inside is a card with the message, “Welcome home. I missed you.” The inside says, “Once I noticed you were gone.”
It’s signed by Willow.
She’s such a cutie. Taking a trip all the way across town to drop that off for me when I know she doesn’t have a car, just to give me a smile as I got back.
I really want to send her a text to tell her I’m home, but I know that’s not a good idea.
We’ve been texting each other goodnight every night, but I know if I do it now, it will end in me inviting her over, and then we’ll end up fucking for hours.
As much as I want that—no, need that--I’ve got work to do first. Besides, tomorrow is the Christmas party, and there’ll be more than enough opportunity to pound her senseless there.
I hope she’s not thinking of being with anyone else but me, because I have lots of plans for her.
I’ll call her in the morning and let her know I’m back. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.
In the end, I wake up during the night and send her a text.
I thank her for the card and say I’m looking forward to the party.
I don’t expect a reply, assuming she’s asleep.
But after a moment I get an, “I can’t wait for the party and to be your plaything,” message.
Then she sends me a GIF of a yawning cat and says she’ll see me tomorrow.
I sleep better than I have in weeks.
Looking in the mirror, I get a sense of déjà vu. Dressing up to go out to one of Cherry’s parties, ready to have some mind-blowing sex. Horny and excited, but holding it in to give off my dom vibes.
Getting ready for the Christmas freeuse party makes me think back nearly two months to the Halloween party. So much has changed in that time.
Last time, I was looking for some no-strings-attached fun.
This time, I’m going with someone. And I don’t plan to fuck anyone else except her.
We haven’t talked about it, but I expect I’ll be the only cock inside her tonight.
I better be. I know we’re not exactly dating, but we are…
well, something. Thinking about it, why are we even going to the party?
I should just bring her back home and use her all night.
Well, it’s too late for that now; she’ll already be on the way. I’ll go and meet her there. Who knows, I might use her in public; she seemed to enjoy being watched last time, so maybe she’ll want more of the same. And I know there’ll be plenty of people who will want to watch me fuck her.
I put on my suit jacket and straighten out my sleeves. I’m going for a classic suited dom look for tonight. I think Willow will react well to that, and it also fits in with the party.
There’s a strange queasiness in my stomach, and I realize that it’s excitement at seeing Willow again, mixed with need and lust. I hope she’s feeling the same.
I glance at my watch. Plenty of time. Even with finding parking, I should be checking in right as she arrives.
I don’t want to be late and find her surrounded by hungry guys after her.
Not that it should be a problem; I don’t expect her to be wearing a red ribbon. This time, she’s going to be with me.