He's been so assertive lately. All day Friday he kept tabs on mouse, pushing her for more. At one point in the morning he sent her a lengthy text message giving her a task to complete. "I want you to come here and bring me lunch. You are to wear your long overcoat, with only a corset bra, nylon stockings and whatever high heel you prefer. Your hair must be up and I wish for you have red lipstick painted on your lips. Be wearing that perfume I enjoy as well. You have two hours my mouse, be ready."
Trembling mouse fired off a quick, yes Sir, reply to Omega and set to work. Keeping her phone nearby she put her hair up, carefully did her make-up and found a shade of red lipstick that Omega would find pleasing. Carefully she did her nylons and clipped them to the garter, the corset bra leaves her breasts fully exposed and lifts them from under. She added a long necklace, and matching earrings to the look. A few squirts of perfume and mouse was ready. Downstairs she carefully prepared his lunch, a salad, some soup, a nice Turkey sandwich, all made to order and put everything into a tote bag. Carefully checking the time she walked to her car and drove to the office.
After going through the usual hoops, she found herself at the office door, and was ushered inside by his secretary. Omega smiled and stood from his desk looking mouse over. He walked to her and pulled her close smelling her hair and nibbled on her ear. He told her she smelled good enough to eat. Trembling, mouse just smiled at him. Leading her to his desk he lifted her leg and placed it on the chair in front of large window. He grazed her flesh with his fingers and she felt him slip the vibrating egg inside her causing her to tremble hard and nearly orgasm, before returning her leg to the floor. He opened her coat and touched her breasts, making her quiver and let out a soft moan. Certainly if anyone was looking out on one of the adjacent buildings they might have seen an interesting display. Then he cinched the coat, and gazed at her, touching her cheek with the side of his hand.
He put on his suit coat and placing his hand on the small her back, picked up the tote containing his lunch, and led her out of his office. He handed the lunch to his secretary. He had decided to go out to lunch instead. In the elevator he made the vibrator he inserted into mouse just minutes before, rumble, and heard, she's certain along with everyone else standing in that crowded elevator, a gasp escape from her lips. On the main floor he led her out of the building and into his car, where he adjusted her coat, so it was falling open slightly. He slid behind the wheel and gave mouse another jolt from the vibrator as he drove to the restaurant. A quiet place he's fond of. Together we sat in a rather secluded corner nearly side by side, as he ordered for mouse, and proceeded to feed her bites of food. It was erotic, the vibe would quiet and then rumble to life as the orgasm built. The focus was thoroughly on Omega and the vibe between her legs.
When the meal was over he led mouse back to his car and helped her into the car, pausing for a moment to crouch beside her, put on her seat belt and remove the egg from the depths. He said for her to clean it off and watched as she licked it clean of her own juices. He smiled at her and then stood, walked around the car and got behind the wheel again. He drove back to his office and led her again to his office, which is fairly hoop free when she's with him. He didn't have to ask for oral attention it was offered freely as mouse sunk to her knees in front of him. After he thanked her for a wonderful meal and sent her home.
How does Omega know what mouse needs? How does he do that? It seems that mouse started something the other day when she sat at his feet, he commented how much he liked the display, so when possible, mouse has continued with that. It's true Omega (and maybe all Doms) really enjoy the display of submission. Every motion he notices and makes note of, it seems and mouse is enjoying it.
Still starry-eyed, Friday night we packed up the car, dog, child and left to ready the summer house for winter. Honestly, mouse had no idea all that's involved. While mouse worked inside the house, covering furniture and putting everything away, Omega worked outside. Since the area is prone to windstorms, the windows must be covered with plywood. Outside things must be stored for the winter as well, like chairs, tables etc. Plants were planted into the ground (don't know if they'll survive the winter) and pots stored for next year. Fireplace flue closed off after burning one final fire to get rid of the last of the wood. Then the next day, the ashes were gathered and sprinkled outside for the plants. Omega checked the roof (in case of snow and or heavy rains), and shut off the water, while mouse emptied and cleaned the refrigerator and freezer out as well as all the cabinets of any food stuffs. By Saturday afternoon we were heading back toward home. We detoured through a funky town and had lunch before continuing.
Sunday was a truly relaxing day where we stayed home, had a few friends over and the guys watched sports, while us girls cooked and gossiped. It was great day!