Simon is my instructor.
He is teaching me .....restraint.
Discipline.

He hasn't mastered it...
yet.
but he has the concept in his head and he is working on it diligently.
I tend to interrupt that and I think it annoys him .....at times....

So keeping in mind
that this is his goal....
restraint.
control.
discipline.....
I'm going to help Simon possibly ....overcome his ......obstacles.
mmmm.....
yes.


I'm home first, and I am lounging on the chaise, my feet up, my heels on, my skirt up my legs, and I have been genuinely enjoying a light snack of a book.....nothing too heavy or philosphical because then we will just get off on an intellectual tangent.....what I adore about Simon? Is that he matches me MOVE FOR MOVE....we are like...a reflection...or players on opposite teams who are perfectly matched...... I can't start the intellectual thing because then we will delve into that and I don't
want
to
go there
right now.
I have a
concept...
and I want to
try to keep us focused on that.

so he walks in to seeing my legs oh so slightly spread and I have my reading glassed on and I look very much ......innocuous. I think. I'm fairly certain this has registered with him...but no reaction...yet. He takes his suit jacket off......I'm watching over my glasses. which are really for effect....and he pulls his shirt tails out of his pants. He looks tired. sigh. what is a girl to do....
I sigh and put my book down on my lap. He looks at me with his warm eyes, says hello, and just kind of ...sags.....he is SO tired..... Oh. I'm sore from the gym...but I have not been mentally beat up like him....it is clear. I stand up and walk past him....into the bath...and i regulate the water to fairly hot.......He is wandering about the kitchen and pours a glass of reisling....and I take him by the hand and lead him to his bath....salts...bubbles...mmm. He is in a mood to be ....treated.....so I slowly undress him as he sips his wine...the water is filling the tub....and I finally take the last of his clothes off, slowly, with care. then I gesture for him to try the water. It is hot. But surely not hotter than him...there are salts and bubbles in this concoction....and I enjoy watching him sink into it......
I do not join him. in the water. I take my clothes off as he watches...drop them to my feet.
and I am his slave for the moment.... I move towards his back and massage his muscles...mmm. then I allow myself to slide my hands down his belly over his beautiful abdominal muscles...ah.................erotic in their own right.....
and I sloooooowwwwlllllly start to touch him in his most sensitive areas.....
just running my hand all over, but not really ....really doing anything but teasing....

ah

to be
continued.....