A Sub's Delight

he stood, gazing at her naked reflection in the full length mirror, eyes roaming over her body. Not a classical beauty she thought, breasts large and full, her stomach rounded showing the fine lines, evidence of the children she had borne and her legs, long and shapely with a well turned ankle. Her face, showing maturity and life experience, yet fairly unlined, laughter lines at her eyes when she smiled, which she did often when she thought of Him, her lips, soft and full, her hair, long to her mid back the light from the bedside lamps showing the auburn glints in it. Absent mindedly she picked up the hard backed brush and began to brush her hair as she thought of the coming evening. Putting the brush down by the bed she laughed softly, knowing that would be used again. Time to prepare herself He would be here soon.

Going to the wardrobe in the corner of the room she took out a long silk robe, the lilac shade almost matching the colour in her deep azure eyes when they darkened with desire for Him. Laying it gently on the bed she sat down and began to smooth on the body moisturiser He insisted she use, massaging it into her arms and legs, a soft dreamy expression on her face as her mind wandered. Glancing at the clock she started, He would be here soon and she needed to finish, hurriedly she rose and slipped on the robe, then going to the blanket box at the foot of the bed she unlocked it and lifted the lid, then turning she surveyed the room... yes it was as He liked it, He would be pleased she thought just as she heard His key in the lock.

Standing in the centre of the room, her eyes sparkling with anticipation she waits for His entry, then He is there, His large muscular frame almost filling the doorway. He looks at her from steel gray eyes and then slowly His gaze travels around the room, taking in everything, He begins to approach her, she does not speak, not yet she knows better than that. He looks deeply into her eyes, she knows He can see into her very soul, see her wants, needs and desires there. His right hand raises and He cups her chin, kissing her full, soft lips then whispering against them "you know what to do My lilone". She nods briefly then takes a step backwards, untying the robe at her waist and letting it pool at her feet, she stands there naked to His gaze, her body His to do with as He pleases. Slowly, walking to the bed she climbs onto it, lays down and closes her eyes, she hears Him aproach, feels his body heat close to her but keeps her eyes closed.