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Snowflake's
Imagination
It has been two months
from the time they moved in together and they know each other quite
well by now, of course.
It is a Sunday morning
in June and the daylight in Anchorage is approaching its annual
peak at almost 20 hours. He is with his mistress, asleep.
They wake up, lazily.
And she notices his usual morning hard-on. And she smiles.
It is the time of month
where she just does not feel like it this morning. But he is looking
at her with that hopeful look and she knows what he needs. And he
has been such a good boy for her, doing everything she has reasonably
expected of him. And on Saturday he even anticipated her needs a
couple of times in ways she had not expected; she was delighted
that he was so thoughtful.
So although she is not
interested she does feel he is entitled to a Reward. And she says,
"Dear, get dressed and get a Playboy Book of Lingerie and come back
to bed. And bring me the latest Variations while you're at it, I
may like to do some intellectual reading."
And he does, and with
her approval he begins to play with himself, silky against silky
and she is with him. He is looking at the pretty model in the picture
and her breasts her hips and her pussy and she wants him and he
needs what she can offer too. But it is made so much better for
him that his mistress is with him and he can smell her and hear
her breathing and see her and her beautiful body out of the corner
of his eye if he chooses to take his eyes off the picture of the
model.
And he comes and it
is so much better because his mistress is there with him and he
knows she approves.
His need for her approval
of his sexuality is a cornerstone of their relationship. In that
and in all other aspects of their relationship she can hurt him
with a frown, make his day with a smile. And they both know that.
It works the other way,
of course. Outside of scene he is a tower of emotional strength
and support and, occasionally she has need of that. In scene, she
decides it all, from whenever she may decide to start the scene
through to the end of it. And outside of scene, as well as in, he
is the most loving and attentive mate she has ever had. He is also
her best friend.
But now he has come.
And after, at her option, either he snuggles with her and suckles
softly on her breast or she gives him a chaste kiss on his cheek
and says, "That's a good baby."
And 10 minutes later
he recovers and she says, "Time to run my bath, sweetness." And
he does that and while she is bathing he showers and shaves in the
other bathroom and he is back to dry her off when she has finished
her bath.
And she takes him back
to the bedroom and he kneels on the carpet and begins to trim her
bush, very very carefully and lovingly. Before he does so, of course
he kisses her pussy. He must always pay proper respect to her.
After he has finished
and she has checked herself in their full-length mirror and has
approved of his attention to her, he dresses her according to her
instructions in whatever she has decided she will wear that day.
Then she flops in an armchair in the living room to check the Sunday
paper while he dresses and vacuums up the tiny bits of her precious
hair which are there on the carpet in the bedroom.
And then he takes her
out, and over Sunday brunch they look out over the Chugach Range,
peaks still snow-covered even on this warm summer morning, and they
talk about life. And, when no-one is listening he tells her for
the millionth time how much she means to him. And they look just
like any ordinary couple. But they are not.
April 25, 1995
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