“Take me, Sir. Please!”

  At my feet, on her knees, is one of the nicest and prettiest and horniest girls I had ever met literally begging me for no-strings attached sex. All while I stand here with a fire in my loins and a rock hard boner. It was a wet dream come true. Which made the next words out of my mouth as surprising to me as they were for her.

  “Mia.” I say in a firm but gentle tone. “Stand up.”

  Sensing the moment slipping away from her Mia grabs my other knee and begs. “Please! Sir. I’ll…”

  “Mia.” I say again as I pry her hands from my legs to hold them in my hands so that I might help her to her feet. “Stand up, Mia.”

  Her eyes widen as a look of abject humiliation washes over her. Her head bows down, her eyes cmp shut, her hands release my leg, and she whispers. “Oh my God. What have I done?”

  “Mia…”

  “I’m sorry.” She says as she rises quickly to her feet and spins away from me. Hurrying to the table she begins to pack up her books. “I-I’m sorry, Elliot.” Her face flinches as she silently berates herself for her behavior. “What must you think of me? Oh my God! What have I done?”

  “Mia, please.” I approach her from behind. “Slow down.”

  “Tell Auntie I won’t bother you anymore, okay? I’m sorry.” She gasps. “Please…don’t tell my mother. Please?”

  “Mia.” Gently I pce my hands on her shoulders, the moment they make contact Mia stiffens up and freezes in pce. “Mia. Take it easy. Nobody is upset here. Not me at least.”

  “But…” Her head drops and she lets out a great sigh. After moment she whispers. “Heather told me to be careful. Mother warned me. I…I just…you just…you make me feel so…rrmmm.”

  “It’s cool, Mia. I get it. Heather expined things to me too. She told me about how powerful your libido is. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

  “I was weak. I don’t know what I was thinking.” She shakes her head, her voice still hushed. “Dick hard, head empty.”

  “What?”

  “Something Julie always says about women like us.” She says. “It means when you see and smell a cute boy you really like and he gets you all…excited, you lose yourself a little.”

  “Dick-brain? Happens to all of us.”

  She peeks back over her shoulder at me. “To you too?”

  “Oh yeah!” I ugh. “All the time. Almost happened just now. Total boner-vision.”

  “Pbbst!” Her shame cracks with a titter. “Boner-vision?”

  “A guy would have to be a damn fool to turn you down, Mia. Unfortunately I am just such a fool.” Turning her around to face me I give a smile. “I am fttered. I am tempted. REALLY tempted. I’m just not…ready. That’s all. This is all so wild and different for me.”

  “Me too.” She starts to rex and even shuffles forward to stand a little closer. “You really do love Heather, don’t you?”

  “More than I ever thought possible.” I confess. “I am interested in the rest of you, of being this…prince or angel or whatever.”

  “Honey hole.”

  “Heh! Yeah, that.” I say. “It’s just…I also want to be hers. I want her so bad…I can’t even describe it. She wants me to prepare for her but…I want her to be my first, even though I know I’m not ready. I don’t know what to do but…I dunno. Does that make any sense?”

  “It does.” She smiles. “You’re her man. Of course you want her more than anybody. And she hasn’t cimed you yet, it must be tough.”

  “It is. And, frankly, the thought of an accident happening and I end up getting cimed by someone other than her terrifies me. I like you guys but…I’m hers, Mia. I’m hers.”

  Her smile grows. “You are such a fine honey boy. I can see why she fell for you. And why you fell for her. She’s kind and warm and wise and all…motherly and strong.”

  “She makes me a better man than I could ever be on my own.” I say. “I love her more than honey or anything else. She saved me.”

  “She’s a lucky woman.” Mia nods with a sort of acceptance in her expression. “If you don’t want me to call you Sir anymore…”

  “I never said that, Mia.”

  “Mother warned me against my…deviancy.”

  “Deviancy?”

  “I’m wrong.” She nods. “We’re not supposed to be like me.”

  “Like you?”

  “Deviant. Backwards. Women like us are destined to have men like you.”

  “Like me?”

  “Soft, obedient, loyal, submissive.” She sighs. “I was such a fool to think I could tempt you with…something else.” Hands folded to her front she bows her head in embarrassment. “It is very rare for women like me to want to be the submissive one, to want to feel a man take control of me. There’s something wrong with me I guess. It’s like a…fetish or something.”

  “Mia!” I give her shoulders a squeeze. “There’s nothing wrong you. Seriously? That’s like one of the most common female fantasies there is. Strike that, THE most!”

  “Maybe.” She shrugs. “For other women.”

  “Even if it is rare, that just makes it awesome.”

  “Really?”

  “Think about it. You and your guy are going to have a retionship totally different than your Mom or Heather or any of the others. It’ll make it…special. Totally unique. To hell with what your mother or anybody else thinks as long as YOU’RE happy.”

  “You sound like my dad when Mom’s not around.” Her grin returns. “You really think that’s true?”

  “Absolutely.” I say. “And whoever gets ya is gonna be one lucky guy I can tell ya! Seeing you on your knees just then…whooeee! I felt seven feet tall!”

  She giggles and sort of rocks back and forth in fttered bashfulness. “Sir!”

  “I might be ‘soft’ for Heather but I can tell ya that you had me feeling pretty ‘hard’ there.”

  “Stop.” She titters and softly sps my chest. “You’re teasing me now.”

  “How did Heather put it?” I chuckle. “My rough and rowdy ways? Like I’m some sort of cowboy.”

  “Pfft! He he he! She told me that I was full of beans.”

  “Me too!”

  “Ha ha ha ha!”

  Fuck was she sexy when she ughed. Feeling a lot better about things and no less horny I look the lithe Mia up and down, taking note that her folded hands that were surely there to cover her own arousal. As I look at her…my reluctance melts. I was not going to make love with this girl but that still left a lot of other things we could be doing instead.

  “Hey.” I say. “You wanna fool around or what?”

  “Eep!” Her big green eyes bulge behind her gsses. “B-But…you just said…”

  “And I meant it.” I insist. “For the time being I am off-limits…from the waist down at least. But I got two hands and a mouth just sitting here doin nothin.”

  “Pfft! SIR!”

  “What? I might be putting myself on ice but there’s no reason you can’t get your rocks off. It’s the weekend, let’s have some fun!”

  “He he he! You ARE rough and rowdy! Who talks like that?” After a pause she answers her own question. “Besides Julie.”

  “Come on.” I say with a dashing grin. “Bet ya never came with the smell of a man so close to you.”

  “Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness!!!” She was beside herself and giggling uncontrolbly. “He he he!”

  “You’ll feel better. I’ll feel better. And we’ll have some fun along the way. How about it?”

  “He he he!” Her hands go from her crotch to her face to cover it and reveal the tent in her dress. “I can’t believe this is happening!”

  “It’s happening.” Taking her hand in mine I start to lead her toward the spare bedroom. I don’t think I’d ever seen a woman more happy or excited while trying to hide it as Mia as she followed along. “I’m gonna have my way with that smokin hot sexy body of yours and make you cum so good you’ll be begging me for more.”

  “Eeee!”

  We swoosh through the door and I give her a dancer’s twirl before sitting her firmly down on the bed. Taking her hands I put them on her knees and say. “Wait right there.” She watches me stride out of the room. When I return a minute ter with Heather’s bottle of lube in my hand Mia was still frozen precisely where I left her. “Miss me?” I wink.

  She nods with uncontainable enthusiasm, the bulge in her dress more obvious than ever. “Yes, Sir!”

  “Course ya did.” Standing over her with lordly energy I look down into her eyes. “Now you just let me do my thing.” I drop the bottle beside her on the bed and rub my palms together to warm them up. “And lemme know if I’m crossing any boundaries. Okay?”

  With a look of awe she nods most obediently. “Yes, Sir.”

  With a pyful grin I softly stroke her cheek and say. “There’s my good girl.”

  Swooning back she flops down onto the bed, her arms out wide and staring at the ceiling with a dreamy smile. “Ohhhhhh!”