Day: August 21, 2014

She didn’t move an inch… it wasn’t something that came hard to her or took effort. In her decade with the Air Force she had learned to stand at attention for hours. Just that usually she was wearing a uniform, and wasn’t in her commanding officer’s bedroom as she was doing so.

Another Friday… and it should start scaring her by how easily she slipped into her role as soon as she crossed the doorstep and entered his house. For some reason though, it didn’t. During the week, she found herself looking forward to their Fridays with something akin to a thrill in her belly, and once she was in his house, she was all too eager to follow every single one of his rules.

Jack entered the room, and strolled over to the bed. His eyes rested on her as he sat down.

“Come here…”

“Yes, Sir.” She crossed the distance between them and came to stand in front of him. Her stance never changed, her eyes remained fixated at a point on the wall, even as his hands opened the button of her pants and his rough fingers brushed tenderly against the naked skin of her waist under her shirt.