Chapter 5

　　SAY HI TO BOB 　　I can’t help but remember the first session I had with George. He likes to dominate and disciplines me to make me do anything he wants me to do in front of him at that very moment. If I make it look sexy, which arouses him, I get a lot of loving from him. But if I am unable to give him a boner that time, then I get punished. 　　Punishments are also seductive enough to get me going, and then I add my own style to make it look sexier. George is dominant, and I am a submissive on the bed. That being one reason we have always felt we are a perfect match. It happened right at the very first time itself, the night he had asked me out. 　　As I sit for lunch and remember the time when George asked me out for the first time, I’m sure that took him a lot of courage to do that keeping in mind we work together and would be seeing each other in the office every day despite whatever the answer may be. 　　I was out with the other trainees on their cultural exchange program, and we were having a nice time at a new diner we had discovered a few blocks away from our accommodation. We decided to enjoy pizza and beer that night because most of us were off the next day as the hotel’s occupancy was running down. 　　In the midst of a fun conversation about how Florida is the best state to spend at least a weekend in, my phone rang, and I had excused myself to go outside to be able to talk without any disturbance as it was a call from George. 　　I was left thinking maybe a change of my shift the other day or some handover I must have missed out on today, something at work must have happened. There was a yard right outside the main door before the parking area, and I quickly answered the call out of curiosity. 　　On the call, George had persuaded me to meet him then as he was signing out of work for that day to which I agreed because honestly, I was interested in him too. It was difficult to make all the other people understand why I was leaving, but I had succeeded in it without a flaw. 　　George had picked me up from the main road the diner was on and had a plan of a long drive because his favorite restaurant was twenty miles away but I was already feeling tipsy and a long drive would have either got me to sleep or throw up and after a lengthy discussion we decided to pick up food from any fast food chain and go home as we weren’t working day on the next day to spend the whole of the following day together doing things we would decide in the morning as he was tired post shift and I was not able to think straight. He excitedly drove me home, and we were both looking forward to an interesting day after the night. 　　I finished my lunch thinking about this and headed to the other room straight. The other room has a couple of sex toys there which George and I find pleasurable to use, and that is where I keep Bob. Bob has been with me through my grad school and helped me the most after my break-up. Bob is my battery-operated boyfriend. 　　Thinking about the first night with George still gets me hot. As I sit on the bean bag holding Bob, I spread my legs and lift up my dress. I usually don’t wear undergarments at home to feel free, and today is one such day. I start living my past with George driving us to his home that chilly night. 　　On reaching his driveway that night, he had to not only call my name to wake me up but also shake me up from my sleep. I was a little too drunk to properly look around the house. I quietly followed him, and when he unlocked his main door, all I could see was a bed for me to crash on it right away. 　　Like a gentleman, George picked up a pillow, removed another sheet from the big drawer under the bed and went to the couch on the other side of the room. I remember feeling embarrassed for jumping on somebody else’s bed without even asking for his permission. Feeling stupid, I had asked him to sleep on the other side of the same bed as it was a double bed, and without any hesitation he had quickly agreed. 　　On seeing him getting into bed with me, my kitty started to tingle, and I turned to the other side of the bed looking at the adjacent wall. Thinking of what would happen and how he would have felt about it, I had kept my desperation to myself only. 　　It had been a year and a half since my last break-up, and I wanted it good in bed as it was high time already. Having such thoughts, I had felt his hand on my curve and giving him consent to it, I had moved my arm a little forward. He had come close to me, and I felt his stiff body spooning me and him breathing on my ear. I started to feel the wetness in my pussy because I really wanted him inside of me. 　　I put Bob to work now. I switch it on and relax back on the bean bag continuing with the images of that night when I learnt how submissive I am, and it was just the start to an adventurous and fun-filled life.