He took a long drink of his beer and winked at her.“Have you gotten a hotel yet?” he asked her.“Not yet,” she answered. “I’m not that worr...ed. Figured I would grab my luggage in a bit, grab a cab, and make a call then. Town can’t be that busy that finding a hotel for one night is hard at all.”“If you want, instead of dealing with a cab, I can drop you off. There is a decent Holiday Inn just around the corner, that I know has a shuttle back to the airport so you can get back for your flight. I was quite aware that he was somewhat of a pervert, just like me, and we shared many stories and tales about our love lives. On more than one occasion, I had shared with him my desire to watch my wife with another man, and he had told me that it is not too uncommon…and that if she ever agreed to it that I should not hesitate to call on him. Of course, then we laughed it off and moved on to another topic. We were sitting at a local bar, having a couple of beers and just visiting, when I. " Sure sounds good to me. Do you have anything descent to wear? I mean that dress…" You don't like the way I look in that dress," she said pouting her lips."Of course, but we're going out," I said softly."But I have worn that dress to town before, when I was here with your Father last week." My eyes widened in disbelief."Okay, then my little slut," I said to her. She shivered at my words. "Get yourself ready and we'll go." Yes, Master," she said meekly as she climbed out of bed.I lay there. But I also hear the serious thread and a shame-shame in your tone. ‘Lay back as you were.’ I want to rebel, push your buttons, see if I can melt your resolve, and tell you what I want and get it. But was it not me, who told you I needed to let go, and did not want to be in control?! You hover in the dimness but I can feel the weight of your stare and I concede, lounging back where I was when you entered. Can I do this? Can I really do as I am told?? You walk the room, dropping keys and pocket.