“ Mr. Wolfe, your 4:40 appointee is here,"the voice of his assistant Kimberly announced.

"Thank you Kimberly, send her in. Send all my calls to the serving and call it a day. I will see you in the morning,"he responded.

He sat back in his leather chair, behind his granite desk. He wondered what he had gotten himself into. His appointment, a new potential pet for him to enjoy. All he knew about her was that she was needy, or that was the deion his admirer had given him.

The supporter was a fellow Dom, however he did not have the lifestyle as serious. He had a stiff, vanilla girlfriend and only practiced on the side of meat. Apparently the new missy required to a greater extent guidance and fourth dimension than he was bequeath to give, so he had contacted Bart and referred him to her.

The room access opened. He sat up in his chairperson a little. His right human elbow pressed into the arm of the chair, his right hired man rubbed the stalk on his chin. At fifty, he still considered himself in skilful condition. Although not as chiseled as he once was, his fast paced life allowed him to burn unwanted fat.

The big oak doorway closed. He placed both subdivision on the desk and scooted his chair closer. He watched as she walked in. Her blackguard clanked on the level as she slowly approached his desk. She was dressed in a pocket-sized, Christian church going dress. The top was buttoned at the bottom of her cervix, the waist was tight enough to show up off her thin hourglass figure. The hem went below the knee joint. He was pleased so far.

She was a pretty fille. He guessed she was around twenty-five or twenty-six, with ginger red whisker. Her boldness was pale, with high cheekbones, small button nose and thin out lips. lentigo highlighted her face. Her blazonry and pegleg matched her flyspeck skeleton. Her hip joint were contract, and her chest, although covered looked to be medium which pleased him.

"Have a seat missy Hood, my figure is baronet Wolfe, it is a delight to conform to you."

He stood and extended his manus and they shook before she took a seat in one of the chair in social movement of his desk. He sat down and planted his cubital joint on his desk. His fingers intertwined in figurehead of his face as he watched her.

She sat, she crossed her legs like a madam and placed her work force in her lap."Indeed a pleasance, Mr. Wolfe. You may call me Lita."

He smiled as he sat back in his chair."Lita it is then. Please, Lita tell apart me about yourself."

She took a thick breath. He could separate she was nervous."This tactile property like a job interview,"she giggled.

Strike one, he thought. He enjoyed a near laugh, but her giggle reminded him of a young school girlfriend from his past. He hoped it was only because of her being nervous, because he would not tolerate much of it.

"In a sense it is, Lita. We both know what you are here for and it is a life-threatening matter, to me. I do not exact this lightly, and I will not waste my time on a meaningless social function. So before we can displace forward, I need to know about you, I need to sleep with what you expect, and then I will let you eff what I require and expect, do you understand ?"

She lowered her head as if she was ashamed of her remark."Yes sir. I do understand."Her eye continued to look downward.

"Good. Now again, please tell me about yourself."

Again she took a cryptical breath, but without the giggle."My public figure is Lita Hood. I am xxviii class old. I am a physical therapist at commemoration Hospital. I am an merely child. My parents split before I was born and I was raised by my mother."

She continued to tell him about herself. Where she had grown up, hobbies and etc. He began to translate why she was so needy. She had very little to do with her father, but she had father subject. She needed a beginner figure in a sensation. He nodded his caput, and made a few note of hand as she continued.

"I am single and never been married. At this point in my life, I am unresolved about kids."She stared up at the high cap of his authority as if she was in thought."That is about it, or would you like to live anything else, Sir ?"

Sir, he like that. She had some training so that was good. There was something about her that intrigued him. He suddenly wanted this to work out. He hoped she was the one.

"No, that about covert it, Lita. Now let me tell apart you about myself."He began giving her his information. His age, his hobbies and interests. At 50, he had never been married and had no tiddler. He was a Senior Partner is a very successful bodied law firm.

After he finished they sat in placid. He could tell she was in deep thought, as was he. So far, he was please with her. She was immature, pretty and had some grooming. How very much training he did not lie with. He thought it was metre to test her obedience.

"Lita, I would like for you to stand up for me."

Without hesitation, she stood. Her eyes immediately went to the floor, avoiding any eye contact. This was not a motion he liked. He understood that some Doms did not tolerate eye contact with their pets, but he was different. He liked eye contact, he liked seeing the pauperism and lecherousness in the eyes of his pet.

"Look at me. Eye link is a must at all times."

Her crystal blue middle immediately looked into his nighttime John Brown one. He smiled. So far so practiced, he thought to himself."Please impress behind the desk so I can get a better look."

She dropped to her manpower and knees and crawled around the side of the desk. Once she was behind the desk, without breaking eye contact, she rose to her foot. He smile giving his blessing of her natural action.

Even with closer examination, he was not able-bodied to tell much more about her body. He could order that her stage were toned. He imagined her thighs and coxa were tight from being on her feet in her professing. He desired to see more.

"Remove your dress."

Again without hesitation, she began to unbutton the release on her wearing apparel. One by one she threaded each button through the buttonholes, never once breaking eye impinging with him. Slowly her pallid stomach was being revealed. Her stomach, like her fount, was sprinkled with freckle. Once the stopping point release was unfastened, she pushed the dress off her shoulders and it fell to the floor.

Lita stood before him wearing naught but a pinko bra, step-in and her high heels. He was not surprise to see how lentigo covered her thin, toned body. Her breasts, he imagined were a house 34B, not too big and not too little. Her hips were narrow and her thigh were as tight as he imagined. He did notice a small patch of dampness between her legs, and he smiled. She was enjoying this as lots as he was.

"Remove your bra."

She reached back and unclasp the warp on her bra. The straps fell down her arm and she quickly removed it and stood with her hands on her English.

He ran his finger's breadth over his dry lips. Her boob were firm and perky. Her pink areolas surrounded her pink eraser sized nipples, which were raise. lentigo were splattered all over her wan chest.

"And now your panties."

She hooked her ovolo into the waistband of her panty. He was pleasantly surprised they were not G-string. For some reason he had never thought lash were as sexy as the ease of the men in the mankind. He preferred two-piece, he wondered if his ally had informed her of that.

She bent at the waist as she pushed her panty down her pale leg. Then she stood up straight. He could see the desire in her center. He knew he could experience her, but that would arrive on another even, if at all.

He examined her. He was not pleased to see a buddy-buddy plot of land of red, curly hair above her vulva. That would birth to go, he thought. Her labia was broad and pouty. He liked her smell of desire as it began to satiate his bureau.

"Turn."

She turned so her binding was to him. Her ass was small but firm. No tattoos or piercings, so that was another plus for him. He cleared his pharynx, and she turned back to face him. He was pleased to see that her oculus immediately returned to his.

"wellspring Lita. You are a beautiful woman, however some things shall be altered, if you are willing to proceed. The test menses, for lack of a better terminal figure, is just beginning. At any metre, you are not leave or comfortable with obeying a request, you may say so, and the process will end, do you understand ?"

"Yes sir."

"You need to interpret that this has to be gratifying for us both. If you are not pleasured then I will not be, and that will vote out the whole purpose of the relationship. I do require somethings, in which you will learn when the time is right. Again, it is very significant that you understand, the pleasure has to be twofold."

"I understand, Sir."

"Good."He turned in his desk and took a pen and wrote something on a spell of report. He turned back to her and extended the theme toward her."Tomorrow at 5 pm, my number one wood will cull you up from your place of employment. He will admit you to a boutique that is familiar with my taste. You will buy one frock, under garments, and place. You will leave the dress shop wearing the clothes you buy. At that time, my driver will bring you to me and we will continue."

She took the paper and translate it. As soon as she was done, her eyes returned to his. While she had been reading, he noticed droplets of her nectar forming on her vulva.

"If at anytime you change your mind. Call the numeral listed and my device driver will not fall and you will never discover from me again. Do you understand ?"

"Completely Sir."

"commodity. You may gather your clothes and redress in the noblewoman room across the hall. You are dismissed."

Lita gathered her clothes and placed them in her bag and returned to her mitt and articulatio genus. She placed the strap of the bag in her mouth and began to crawl towards the room access. He looked up and smiled."You may walk."

She drop the bag and stood."Thank you Sir,"she picked the bag up in her hand and walked naked out of his office staff. Once the door was closed, he sat back in his chair and smiled. She was going to be a adept one .