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Let’s Reverse the Scene with His Mistress

I had written a scene and posted it before where a Dom went after a submissive. I want to be fair so I wrote another for the Mistresses out there and there lovelies.

His Mistress
By Damian Bloodstone (damianbloodstone@gmail.com)
Copyright © 11/8/2014 All Right Reserved. This cannot be copied in whole or in part without the author’s sole express permission.
Gema watched him glance toward her again, watching her as he ate. She returned the glance as she talked business. He intrigued her. This made her smile.
Coming to a high-class restaurant in his low class clothes, it screamed pauper. Even the service he received, only the least, made him out of place. He placed no demands as anyone of higher status might. His single bowl of soup and rice chips for lunch probably cost his week’s pay.
She barely heard the man before her and blushed as she laughed when the doors to the kitchen blew off the napkin from the poor man’s table.
“I’m sorry—Philip,” she said forgetting his name. He turned to look in the direction she had been staring.
“He shouldn’t even be here,” Philip said. “Look at him. He’s that guy from the mail room. I should get him fired somehow.”
“You’ll do no such thing,” Gema said. “He delivers my mail at times.”
“Then you like the mail boy,” Philip said throwing his napkin in his empty plate. “I thought we having lunch but it turns out you had other plans.”
“I just can’t understand why he’s even here.” Gema placed her hand on Philip’s and watched him calm. She glanced over again and watched the young man fumble with the rice chips as they shattered in his grasp. Philip pulled his hand away. “Go or stay, decide,” she said.
“So that’s it.” Philip stood and put on his overcoat.
“What’s his name?” Gema asked. She watched Philip turn to leave. “Stop.”
“I don’t know,” Philip replied. “I don’t care either.” He clopped away from the table as if a shunned brat.
Gema removed her phone and quickly deleted Philip from the list of clients. She didn’t need Philip’s drama. Her own playtime was more important. Besides, this younger man looked special. Taking the bill, she rose, walked over to the young man’s table. The young man had nearly finished his meager meal of egg drop soup and rice chips. The logo of the company showed he worked at the same place but no nametag, it disappointed her.
She stood at the table. The servers didn’t dare to do the things they had done before passing it. She stared down at him until he set down the spoon and looked up.
“Yes, Ma’am?”
“One of the mail boys, aren’t you?” She picked the last rice chip from the bowl and popped it in her mouth. He retracted his hands from the table and glance at his at the now empty bowl.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Stand,” Gema said. She smiled as he rose without question. He was a little shorter than her height. She adored this. Staring into his eyes, she didn’t see the normal side of most males she approached like this. Instead, she noticed actual fear. Had he recognized her? No, he couldn’t have.
He backed up a step, never glancing at her face.
“Look at me.” Gema watched him struggle to make eye contact. She smiled.
“What do want?”
“Kiss me.” Gema noticed his eyes go wide before he turned his head away. “Ahh, ahh.” She gently turned his face back to hers. “Kiss me.”
He looked at the people in the restaurant and then at her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. When he began to turn away, her hand grabbed his wrist. He stopped.
“I said kiss me, not peck me like a mother or some friend.” Gema then realized that the fear wasn’t of her position but of her. “Do I—frighten you?”
“No.”
She detected the tremble in his voice. “Kiss me then.” His lips touched hers and then pulled away as if they hurt to touch her.
“There,” he said. “Let me go now.”
“I ordered you to kiss me.” She glanced at the couple in at the next table as they stared. She smiled at them as they turned back to eating. She turned his face back to her. His tears startled her.
“I don’t…”
Gema placed her finger over his soft warm lips. “Be still.” She moved her finger tracing his lips to his jawline. Running it back, she watched his eyes lock with hers in fear. She kissed the tears away on his cheeks as she grabbed his nape. He exhaled in a shudder as she hovered over his lips, grazing them until hers tingled. His eyes closed. She moved, lips touched and opened slightly as she nibbled his. She ran her hand down his shirt sensing the softer chest of less muscle than most. The fabric of the soft work shirt showed he enjoyed delicate things. She slipped her hand inside between the buttons feeling bare skin. Fingers touched softly to his chest finding unerect nipples. She circled one as she kissed. The heat in him began as it hardened under her touch. Moving her hand down, she turned it as she caressed below his navel, slipped in his pants and felt the prize she sought. Soft, warm, firm and average, he came to full attention with her touch. She moved her hand on him, slowly and felt a little wetness. She pushed lower and cupped his sac, his nice orbs, like new toys, danced in her delicate fingers. More wetness on her wrist and inside forearm signaled his growing desires. Her tongue darted out, caressed his closed lips as she gently squeezed. His lips parted and her tongue slipped in to touch the tip of his before she pulled away both hand and lips. She denied him any more. A button popped off his shirt in her hasty retreat. She stared into his eyes studying his reaction. Releasing his wrist, he stood there as if awaiting her next command. She smiled and giggled at his innocence.
“You’ll do with training.” Gema observed his feet shuffle and his body tense at the words.
“Training?”
“Come, and get my coat,” she said. “I’m taking the afternoon off and you’re calling in sick.”
“I’ll get fired.” He followed her toward the coat check desk.
“Only on my command,” Gema said.
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A Different Horny Hump Day Post – Shopping with a Woman…

 

 
I can never understand why men hate going shopping with women. It is the perfect chance to get to know their tastes and uniqueness. A single day spent shopping will tell you more about a woman than a month of getting to know her, even if grocery shopping.
While shopping with her, watch her. I mean really watch her, not the stand back looking at your phone or eye grazing the other women that men generally do. It is your chance to see the small moves she makes that are sensual. The look in her eyes of being pleased about something or the dislike, the little smile she gives when happy about a purchase and the face she makes when unhappy. You can even tell her moods and if she is more approachable or less.
If anything and you really like or love her, buy or help her buy a fancy outfit and dress her up. Layer her in things that sparkle even is cheap dime store jewelry that matches her outfit on your budget. It is the thought here that counts more than the price, most times. (If she is only concerned with price, you have more to worry about than this type of woman.)
Watch the types of clothes she looks at and then purchases. It will tell a lot about her self-esteem. If getting only baggy and loose things, she is possibly shy or concerned about her body image. Getting tight fitting or nice fitting clothes might show, she has accepted herself and knows she is beautiful. The price might also be something to look at. Does she fret over one expensive outfit or settle for the others in mass that might not look as well on her due to price? Does she go for certain colors or styles? All of this tells you a lot about a woman or man. They also shop for off time and comfort at times. Watch these things too. Notice if she picks warm, soft or silky things, it will tell her comfort type and more. (Remember, men, most often these clothes she shops for are for work or going out, not lounging around the house. Women, most often, wear clothing to impress or accent, whereas we wear them for function.)
Don’t be embarrassed by her shopping for undergarments. This is your chance to make her feel even more beautiful and confident. Suggest things that you like that are just minor steps above or away from what she picks. Shorten the waistline, add more lace and silk to her wardrobe. Try a little daring with a suggestion and watch her eyes for that reaction. If you never see her in fine lingerie, it is the perfect opportunity to take her to a place after saving up for it. When a woman wears something this intimate as lingerie that was purchased by you, she thinks of you through the day. Now I’m not saying buy her everything, but one nice set can make her feel different about herself. Don’t try to dress her racy or trashy like a porn model or some ad, unless classy, it will only lower her self-esteem.
The perfume counter is a perfect place to buy her something. Each use of it will create the memory of that day together while shopping. Have her try on a few in different spots, and then take her away for a while. After some time, ask to smell each again, casually not forceful, and advise her do the same. (Each perfume smells unique on each woman.) Talk of what each of you smell, the different flowers, scents and textures of the perfumes. Once you find her favorite, make an excuse to break away for a few moments. Buy her the small bottle, nothing big since smaller shows more care taken and thought. A woman can have a hundred bottles and never enough. By learning the scents she enjoys, you learn about her love of the outdoors, her descriptions tell you what she thinks of most often and the places she tried on the scents speaks of her openness and sexuality. (Women don’t use a bottle of the stuff either. Real men enjoy the subtle scents and mysteries of a woman, sometimes even sweaty ones.)
Footwear is like perfume, never enough for most women. A shoe that appears sexy might be worn for only hours at a time. Most women will buy multiple shoes, boots and others type so that they match outfits. If your woman wears heels, and doesn’t have a nice pair for an outfit, this is the perfect time to suggest or maybe surprise her with a pair. {Men, don’t let the service person or your woman try on the shoe. This is your perfect time to show you appreciate every step she takes for you. Don’t just pull off the other shoe or boot as if you might on your own foot. Don’t just remove and place her shoe to the side. Place it near you or in your lap. Embrace her foot. Softly and gently, remove the shoe. Your care here will show her that you love every part of her. Make sure you slowly put on the new shoe or boot. Check the fit and make certain it won’t be toe tight or slipping on her heel later, gently with care. Allow her know that you don’t hurry and that even this time of shopping is only about her and not about rushing home to see the game or go to a bar. Footwear shopping, if done right with feeling and emotions by her partner, can lead quickly to a private dressing room or bedroom. This is a part of the body that few admire about themselves and fewer yet even reveal to most partners in life.}
If she wishes to get jewelry, watch her and study what she buys. Jewelry makes a great and lasting gift. (It doesn’t have to be expensive, just make sure it won’t turn her green or the gold tone wear off quickly. Buy jewelry someone makes that is one of a kind, possibly.) Any woman that has jewelry feels special when wearing it. It reminds her of something so let it remind her of you.
The hairdresser is a place men fear the most. Even I dislike it but appreciate it. If nothing else, watch how her hair is done. If she wishes a new style, don’t berate it. Some women go through periods of hairstyles like clothes. Ask why and then what she admired about the person she saw it on, generally it is a person they admire or identify with that makes them do these changes. Support her but also let her know that she is just as beautiful, confident and everything else as that person she admires without it. Build up her self-esteem just as she might yours. If she gets the look and even if you hate it, never say or agree that you might. Remember, hair grows back, most of the time. If you wish, surprise her, study how her hair is done and maybe, if bold, take an online class or even go to a real one. The sensuality of the hair of a woman is something that no woman disrespects. The sensations of a man’s hands running through her hair, taking that care and grace to show her how beautiful she can be and usually is something they never forget.
Women like to talk while shopping, most of them. They like opinions and suggestions but you have to know when and on what. If they ask, reply. Watch how they hold the item, listen to how their words fall, observe their eyes, face and body for the answer they wish to hear. Slowly, you will get better at this, it takes practice.
Lest we forget that, the very things that caught our eyes about this female (or maybe male) might have been their clothes, scent or hair. How they stood for that moment or walked carrying themselves even shows more than most will ever notice consciously.
 
A person is a complicated mystery that you can unfold as the morning sun does the new bud of a rose. Go shopping with them. That bud might blossom a little more for you to understand.
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