"lucy"

Lucy made coffee and saw her husband and children off to work and school. She enjoyed being alone with her thoughts. And alone to prepare herself for Him. She had time to languish and she did some writing, but her thoughts kept her from concentrating. His words from His e-mails, which she had almost memorized word for word, kept coming into her mind.

Lucy shuddered with excitement. She got into the shower, which was her first step in preparing her body for Him. She shaved meticulously and washed herself. She studied her naked reflection in the mirror as she dried herself. She imagined Him looking at her nakedness….she longed for His approval. Another line from His mail came creeping in.

Lucy shuddered again, this time with a bit of fear. She wanted to tell Him of her only fear. Not even fear, really…trepidation about having her ass penetrated. She had not yet embraced the potential for transcendence that can be achieved through this complete act of submission. She did not want this to reflect badly on her willingness to submit. Her burning desire to submit to Him. She longed to take Him there…to derive pleasure from her service. Her fear was that she would not be able. Her ass was almost virginal. She had no doubt about pleasure and pain and her love of both…however, she also knew that if her body were to resist his entry, that kind of pain was profound. She would either have to tell him no (which was unthinkable) or endure the pain. Why did she welcome other types of pain but fear that? She shook off her doubts. She knew that as long as her body and soul felt excited and stimulated that she would open up for Him and there would be no pain. Only the deepest sense of satisfaction through submission.

Lucy put on her makeup with great care and precision. She perfumed herself between her breasts and behind her neck. Her hair was as she liked it. She could wait no longer to dress herself. She had not yet tried on the entire ensemble. She had suggested to Him that she purchase a black bra, panties and stockings. He agreed. He told her to wear a skirt and a button down blouse. She had, of course, purchased everything she needed. The black stockings were thigh highs and she bought a very alluring pair of black heels. When she got the undergarments and shoes on, she walked around her house, checking every mirror. She then finished the arduous process of preparation by slipping on her skirt, white blouse, and finally, her black coat. Just then, her phone rang. Lucy knew it was Him. He told her the location in which to meet Him. She thanked Him and left her house without looking back.