You had grown on me over the past few months. We had met through some mutual friends and at first I wasn’t sure what to make of you. A bit shy, always looking flustered, I was worried maybe I had said something that made you feel weary around me. After reassurances from our friends that’s just how you were with new people I shrugged it off and just tried to barrel through to get to know you better. Slowly you got more comfortable with me, I’m not sure why I cared so much, but I didn’t want to be a bitch. Eventually you started opening up and joking back at me a bit. Although it was still easy to get you blushing and stammering, I didn’t mind.

My friend pointed out what a good match we were ahead of meeting up for some drinks. I tilted my head, not having thought of it much. I hadn’t thought of it like that at all actually. I normally went for strong personalities, or at least more assertive ones. But I let my mind drift for a moment. You and I had gotten close recently, texting each other and sending some silly little memes on Instagram that had evolved into inside jokes. In fact, I had thought about asking you to see a movie we both had talked about in a very platonic way… unless?

Walking into our usual bar, you offered your stool to me at the high top, shrugging and saying you didn’t mind standing. I decided to test things and take your seat, and then touched your arm while saying thank you and looking at you. I left my hand there for a moment while someone started talking at me before pulling it away. When I looked over, you were still looking at me.

I smiled and leaned towards you so our arms brushed while our friends drank and gossiped around us. After a while I looked over at you and it was only a second before you returned your glance, “Could you do me a favor and get me another?” I pointed to my empty glass. When you nodded and moved I said “You’re so good for me” meaning to say “to me” maybe, but the message was the same. However, I could tell by your sudden shift in posture that something about it caught you off guard. Before I could ask you walked away, always obedient.

When you came back I smiled, “Aw, thank you.” And sipped, looking up at you with my straw in my lips. Now there wasn’t any denying it, you were staring. I reached to squeeze your arm again, “Don’t worry about, let’s talk later.” And so for the next hour you hovered next to me and listened to every word that came out of my mouth.

A few people were moving onto another bar, this one was louder and more of a dive than I wanted to deal with tonight. When they asked you I spoke up instead, “We’re gonna head out, does anyone else want a ride?” Our friends all said no, a few of them had a little smirk on their face as we started paying out tabs and parting ways. One of your close friends came up next to me with a raised brow while you were talking with the bar tender and just said “Go easy on him, tiger.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head “I don’t think he wants me to.”

I lived pretty close so it just made sense for us to Uber to my place, you could get a drink of water and call another Uber from there or meet up with people if they were still out. That’s what was logical, or at least that’s what I told you. You didn’t argue much, you never did with me.

Outside it was cold, and I grabbed your arm and pulled you close while we waited. “I hope I’m not reading this wrong, but I’m not just using you for your Uber rating and a ride home.” You smiled then and nodded. Nervous but getting your point out clearly, you had liked me for a while and didn’t know how to tell me.

The Uber arrived as I was nodding and I pulled you inside. Pressing up against you as the car started moving, “I was hoping it was that. You’re sweet,” I said just above a whisper. Using the drivers presence as a reason to be inches from your ear. “You just listen so well, and when I said how good you were for me, I meant that. You’re so good.” Your fingers clenched a little and body tense as you shakily exhaled.

“I don’t… I don’t know what to say. It feels like you already know what I need”

“Just say ‘Thank you, Mommy’” ——

You can pick it up from there or add some more background.

Likes/kinks: pet names, praise, femdom, teasing, choking, tit sucking, oral, face sitting, girl on top positions, mommy dom, biting, scratching, slapping

Dislikes/limits: blood, bathroom, pet play, pegging, cross dressing, humiliation/degradation

27 f est