D/s, objectification, orgasm denial, choking, nipple play.
Sunday Drive
Every other Sunday, we go to your mother’s for lunch. That, and my potato salad recipe, is one of the reasons your mom says I’m her “favorite son-in-law.” This Sunday, we’re actually ready to head over there a bit early. It’s a nice spring day. You’re wearing a light dress, and you’re about to open the door when I say, “Stop.”
You’re well-trained, so your hand freezes, fingers still lightly touching the handle. “What?” you say. “Why?”
“I said, stop...”
