Laura and I usually got together in the early evening. My parents were always downstairs watching their TV shows with Laura usually alone in her room upstairs. Although she never asked or invited me to do anything to her, she always was available to me and would do whatever I asked. She got in the habit of putting her stockings and high heels on because she knew I liked her that way. She would then cover herself with a short white silk robe and wait to see if I would come to her room each evening. There was nothing she would deny me and I knew that she was totally submissive to my desires even though I was just a teenager. So many times she had told me that I could ask her to do anything and she would do it.
My parents were going on a trip to Chicago for a convention and they asked Laura if she would look after me while they were gone. She agreed, of course, and they said they would be gone for an entire week. I was always home from class before Laura got in from work and I would do some homework and then go play some ball with my friends until dinner time. Laura said she would be home in time to fix our dinner and that it would be ready by 6:30 each night, so I should plan on being home by then. My brother had joined the Coast Guard the previous month and was away at boot camp in Cape May, New Jersey. It was to be just the two of us for the entire week. At this point in our activities, I had only allowed her to suck my cock, jerk me off and play with her body in front of me. But I knew that this week would be my opportunity for stepping up the action.
Laura had already left for work when my parents said their goodbyes and took a cab to the airport. When they left, I went off to school. I knew that this would be a very exciting week but I also knew that I needed to be in control where Laura was concerned and take the lead in this relationship. At lunch, I went to a pay phone and called the hospital where she worked. She was a pharmacist and I was switched to her after waiting for a minute.
"Laura, it's Paul," I said, "I am looking forward to this week with you. Are you looking forward to what I am going to do to you this week," I asked her.
"I am, but it's a little busy in here right now. Can I talk to you when I get home later," she asked.
"No you can't, I need to hear you tell me that I can do anything I want to you. I need for you to tell me right now," I said to her with more force in my voice.
"Okay, let me walk over to the corner here," she said and I could hear her heels clicking on the hard floor. "Alright, I am over away from everyone."
"Tell me, Laura. Say it now," I told her.
"You can do whatever you want with me. I will do whatever you want and whatever you tell me to do," she said very softly into the phone.
"You're my whore aren't you Laura," I asked over the pay phone.
"Yes, I am your whore, Paul. I'm your dirty whore," she breathed through the receiver. It was obvious from the tremble in her voice that she was getting excited.
"Good," I said, "When I get home I want you in your heels and stockings, panties and bra with that short silk robe over it." After giving her this instruction, I just hung up the phone. I had just confirmed that this was going to be a very good week.
After school I went home and did my usual routine of getting my homework out of the way and then met up with some friends at the school yard for some basketball. The game broke up about 6pm and I walked back home and entered the house. I could smell dinner cooking and knew she was home. I went upstairs, took a shower and pulled on a T-shirt and shorts and then went downstairs to the kitchen.
Laura was standing at the sink washing off a pan when I walked in. With the noise from the water running, she had no idea that I came into the room. I liked seeing her sexy legs in the black stockings and heels and the short robe which really showed them off. As the water was shut off I cleared my throat and she seemed startled as she turned around and looked at me.
"Open the robe and show me that you paid attention to my instructions," I ordered as I held eye contact with her. Her hands went to the belt of the robe and untied it. Then she took both sides of the robe and pulled it open so I could see that she was wearing exactly what she was told to wear.
"Give me the robe," I said holding my hand out. She shrugged out of the robe and walked the few steps to hand me the garment.
"Now take off your bra and panties, Laura."
Still standing very close to me she slowly pulled the bra straps off her shoulders and then unclasped the center hooks and pulled the bra away from her big firm breasts. I held my hand out and she gave me the sexy piece of lace. Her hands then dropped to her hips and she slowly pulled her thin nearly transparent black panties down her legs to her shoes. She lifted each shoe and then stood up and handed me the black panties. I felt the thin fabric of the panties and the obvious moisture in the crotch of the black lace garment.
"Your cunt is wet isn't it," I asked.
"Yes," she said, "I am very excited."
Looking at her taught sexy body in front of me I pulled down my shorts and my semi erect cock sprang out.
"Stroke it, Laura," I said to her, "Get me nice and hard."
"Should we go upstairs to my bedroom, Paul," she asked as her hand began to move up and down on my hard cock.
"Just do what you are told, tramp," I said as she continued to jerk me off right there in the center of the kitchen.
"Yes. Sir," she moaned at me and I could see how her submission deepened when I called her a tramp. She had never called me "Sir" before and I could tell how turned on she became when she used the word. My hands reached out and began to pull and pinch her nipples. They stood out and swelled immediately and I pinched harder and heard her moan loudly. My cock was like an iron rod and she had a firm grip on it as she stroked it.
"You like it when I hurt your tits don't you," I asked as I kept at her full, firm breasts and nipples.
"Oh, God, yes" she gasped, "Hurt my tits," she pleaded. "I love it when you use me like this, Sir" she confessed to me. Again she had called me Sir. I pulled her close to me and our lips met and then our tongues were dueling with each other as we tried to climb into each others mouth. I held her in my arms and pulled her tight to me and grabbed her firm naked ass. My fingers dug in and pulled her body to mine so my cock was pressed onto her belly.
I pulled her hair back and her face was away from mine. I could see her need and desire. He mouth hung opened as she gasped for air. I pulled her across the room by her hair and pushed her face down on the butcher block table.
"Bend over the table, you slut," I shouted and watched her body bend over the hard wood as her arms reached out and grabbed the far edges with her hands.
