Minx's Second Assignment

[suchaminx]

Waiting

My heels clicked on the marble floor with every step I took, announcing my arrival to the Receptionist before she could even see me.

“Hi, my name is Charlotte Kave and I have a 9.30 appointment with Mr.McDaid”

Her well practiced smile and nod of her head directed me to a seating area, with low chairs, carpets and glass tables, with the latest glossy magazines neatly placed on top. In the corner there was a massive vase containing the most beautiful flower arrangement of fresh fragrant lilies – my favourite flower and the ones Paul always sent me on the 5th of each of month. Today was the 5th.

My heels clicked back across the marble, the only sound; although I was sure I could hear the rustle of my rich chocolate brown silk shift dress as it gently swayed over the lace at the top of my stockings. I removed my cream linen jacket before I sat down, my knee length dress now riding well above my knees. Remembering to keep my knees together was so unusual for me; Paul always wanted my legs apart, so that my body was accessible to him.

Thinking of Paul made me smile and as I did I watched the busy Receptionist, her automatic smile didn’t make her eyes sparkle the way Paul always told me mine did. He loved my brunette, soft silky shoulder length hair, and smouldering grey eyes. I loved him, with every inch of my body.

He had emailed me last night to wish me luck and had told me what to wear; I swear he knew my wardrobe better than I did. I knew the words from his email as I had followed them to the letter this morning

…..you know which bra I mean, and yes I am giving you permission to wear a bra tomorrow! No lace or fancy bows, just silk, caressing your breasts, hugging your nipples tight, hiding them from view. The dress, whose only shape is given to it, by the way it skims over your body, you remember when we brought that dress……..

Boy, did I remember but I was drifting away, until I looked at my watch. 9.28am.

2 minutes!

What was going to happen after these 2 minutes could change my life. No, scrap that. I am being positive. It will change my life.

“Miss Kave, if you would like to come with me Mr McDaid is ready for you now”


I smiled as I walked into my sitting room and saw the lilies which had been delivered 3 days ago with the message ‘soon my darling, soon’. I walked towards them, the card just above them on the mantle piece and ran my fingers over his words.

As I looked into the mirror, how different I looked to this time 3 days ago, at my interview. My faded blue dressing gown wrapped around my naked body, my feet encased in pink fluffy slippers rather than my 3 inch heels. My hair, not yet brushed and teased into that ‘just got out bed but this has taken me 45 minutes’ look.

The only thing which wasn’t different was my smile.

Today was the day I would know for sure. Today was the day I wanted to sit on the front gate and wait for the postman. Today was the day I would find out if I had got the job.

Waiting for the kettle to boil so I could make a cup of tea, (English breakfast tea, it was Paul’s favourite too), seemed to take for ever, just like waiting for the postman.

The postman was usually early, why did today have to be different? The sound of his whistle as he walked cheerily up the path each morning is one of the first things I hear each day.

There was a knock at the door, the same time the kettle boiled; I almost tripped over my own feet in my rush. Opening the door, the postman smiled at me, and his smile did make his eyes light up.

“Good morning Charlie, think this is what you have been waiting for” he smiled. “Couldn’t just put it through the letter box”

I was shaking so much as I took the envelope for him. This envelope held so much more than words, it held my dream. I closed the door, leant back against it, holding the letter in both hands against my chest.

My phone rang and I heard his voice “Hello My dear.” A thousand thoughts ran through my head in a second, how did he know, was he watching, was he the other side of the door waiting to surprise me?

My heart sank as he continued “My dear, I have a meeting I am being called to, I want to share your news with you, but not just yet”

He knew how impatient I was, he knew how it would make react “Don’t pout my dear, I will call you back soon and we can open your letter together, get ready for me”

With that he hung up.


Now my smile had gone, he knew I would be pouting. I knew he was testing me, making me wait. How I hated that word ‘soon’ – dictionary definition – in a short time – My definition – not short enough!

“Get ready for me.” I knew those words so well. My tea was long forgotten as I walked toward the mantelpiece and propped the letter up in the middle, moving everything from around it, like it was a prized possession and in a way I guess it is. It holds my future, my dreams.

Maybe, I should explain, getting this job means that I can move 283.4 miles and be with my Master full time. Just thinking of those words – Being with my Master full time – was enough to bring the smile back. It also brought with it the familiar goosebumps and shivers that I always got when I imagined him being the last thing I saw before I closed my eyes and the first thing when I opened them.

I removed my dressing gown and slippers, getting ready for my Master meant so many things. I showered, letting the water pound over my body, turning the water on full blast so that every drop of water felt like it was penetrating my skin, cleaning me to my very soul. The force of the water, making my skin glow as every nerve ending tingled, the blood rushing to the surface with the heat.

The fluffy white towel, warm from the airing cupboard wrapping round my naked, wet glowing body, my hair wet and combed back from my face, fresh, no make up, just my sparking eyes and smile.

I love him so much, I couldn’t refuse him anything. He was inside my head, not only does he know my wardrobe inside out, it feels like he knows me better than I know myself.

He knows I am apprehensive about what the letter will say, even though I felt the interview had gone well. He knows I am full of self doubt, that I would be questioning myself. He knows I am impatient but still he makes me wait.

Wait, because he wants me ready – ready means that I have taken myself to 9.9 several times, that I have looked over the edge, curled my toes round the edge, stayed there for him, but pulled back at the last second to stop myself from cumming for him. He is the only one who can take the 10 from me. He loves to hear about how I take myself there. He loves knowing that I am so excited, turned on and aroused when he calls. He knows the 10 will be so powerful, that it is like the 283.4miles don’t exist.

I am waiting downstairs, looking at the envelope, as the phone rings, my body reacts by standing straight, my shoulders back, my back arched and the towel falls to the floor as I answer shakily “Hello Sir”……

[Shadow]

wonderful......I love it.............so........did ya get the job?........
got to be a chapter 2.......

shadow

[suchaminx]

shadow

~hugs~ thank you and who knows

minx x

[Slave_Debbie]

great story minx. i loved it. i have the same defination for soon also LOL

[suchaminx]

slave Debbie

~smiles~ I hate that word 'soon' arrrggggggggghhhhhh

~hugs~ minx

[maddie]

Minx, it's a fine story! Well done.

[SheepishJaina]

gaaaaaaaaah minxy don't do this to me! more more more!

Wonderful, i'm hanging on the edge of my seat here. Again, your descriptions are great. I feel as though I'm right there with her waiting to find out what that letter contains.

[suchaminx]

maddie

Thank you and thank you for the advice too ~hugs~ minx

[suchaminx]

bratty ~giggles~

I am not sure I know what's in the letter either ~smiles~

looking forward to your next one too

~hugs~ minx x

[Panther007]

Minx well done, well done I say! I hope there is a chapter two as well.

[cariad]

Oh come on minxy - please - open the letter....

cariad

[Slave_Debbie]

yes minx open it, open it! not soon. noooooowwww pleaaaasse

[TheKnothead]

Yeah...how soon can we open this letter?
Great Story minxy!!

TKH

[suchaminx]

awwwwwwwww thanks for your support, it is very much appreciated

~hugs~ for Panther, cariad, slave debbie and TKH

~smiles~ minxy xx

[Polecat]

Great story Minx. I loved it. I'm moving you up to level 2
Write on!

[moptop]

Eeep - if Minx is up to level 2, does that mean that us mere level 1-ers don't get to read the next installment until/if we too move up? Oh, oh! not fair! Pleeeeease - is there a 2nd installment somewhere? Really enjoying the tension!