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tumble at the station, his cock
throbbed. Each time he pressed her with a bit of dominance, she melted in his
hands. He needed more, wanted to press her more. Could she take it? Would she
want to submit as he craved to dominate her? Quietly they reached her door. She
unlocked it, and they walked inside.
    The room opened into what must be her family room.
He could just make out the back of the couch facing them, which was bordered by
a side table and a floor lamp. The sun cast an amber glow through the large
window. The effect was a dream. Here she was standing before him, this woman
who intrigued him and challenged him. His mind had one thought.
    Mine.
    “Stay there, and I’ll get
the light,” she said.
    The light clicked, and before she could turn around
he made his order. The low growl from deep within pushed out his words. “Remove
your blouse, Lydia.”
    Silence filled the void in the room. Nothing moved
except for the nerves running through him filled with rocket fuel, which catapulted
his desire.
    “Don’t turn around. Remove your blouse first.”
    His heart thundered in his chest. The challenge was
out. What would she do? Breaking your own rules was risky business, and he
would pay dearly if he’d read her wrong. Patience struggled its way in with
every beat of his nervous heart.
    Her arms moved to her front. Excitement raced
through his veins. After a few ticks of the clock her blouse slid off her arms and
onto the floor. Without even a question she submitted. A natural submissive,
his heart wanted to explode. She deserved special care. The honor would be his
to show her the way. He swallowed his eagerness. He didn’t want to rush the
moment.
    “Very good, Lydia. Now,
release your pants.”
    Again her arms moved. He heard an intake of breath,
a long second of nothing, and she let go of her pants, revealing her backside.
A silent thank you seeped from him. They had passed a pivotal moment, and his pleasure
threatened to boil over.
    The sight before him stole his breath. He locked his
knees to keep himself from charging her. She was the most beautiful creature
he’d ever seen. Her long hair swung with her movements and made her back even more
enticing. He took his time lowering his gaze to the curve of her waist and the
highly erotic flare of her hips.
    A thong, she had outstanding taste in undergarments.
    Admiring her clothed backside didn’t prepare him for
the creamy skin or the rounded globes of her ass. His hard cock lengthened and
pulsed. How would he be able to control his raging desire once he touched her?
The yearning for this woman, a real woman, was fully justified.
    “Well done, Lydia. Take off the rest. Let me see all
of you.”
    He wanted to keep talking to assure her, but he
stopped himself. He couldn’t encourage her in her task. He needed her to do this
on her own. In this moment, she would choose what she wanted.
    Next he would choose what she needed.
    She slid out of her heels and stepped out of the
pants. His body tried to compel himself forward. It was a battle he was going
to lose. He crossed his clamped fists across his puffed out chest and locked
his knees in place. He would allow her this moment. She needed to accept his
domination. They were no longer at work, and once she took this step, he would
control the rest of the evening.
    She reached behind to grab hold of the bra clasp and
released its hold. The sight of her arms pulled behind her back took him by
surprise. He knew it was coming, but was fully unprepared for the reality. Her
thriving body would be exquisite in restraints. He wondered if she had ever had
the pleasure.
    The groan that escaped his lips was part in yearning
for her and part in horror at the thought of another touching what he wanted as
his. He locked away thoughts that pulled him from what was right in front of
him.
    He busied his hands with the buttons on his shirt
and tossed the confining thing. In a few more seconds, she would be nude and
waiting. A few