Power Exchange.

Disclaimer: This post contains a story sexual in nature.  If it isn't your cup of tea, please skip. Thanks.

I had just come home and collapse on the couch.  It had been an extremely rough shift at work and all I keep thinking is that I wasn't ready for the night I was suppose to have.  I have roughly a hour and a half to get ready.  I peel myself off my couch to run the bath water, turn on some music, set an alarm for 30 minutes, pour myself a glass of Riesling, turn the water off and get into the tub.

As I finish my wine, I start to relax and doze off.  In what seems like 2 minutes later, my alarm goes off.  I open my eyes and I don't feel any better.  I finish washing up, I get out of the tub and walk back to the living room to grab my phone.  I see that I have a text from him so I open it.  It says "I'm running a little late, can you come here instead of me going to you?"  I text him back, "No problem, I'll leave in about 45 minutes."

I walk into my room, and I see that he has bought me the new dress and put it in my room, which brings a smile to my face.  No wonder he's running late.  What is he up to?  I pull out a pair of red pumps and pick out a pair of earrings that go with the dress. I finish getting ready and get the dress on.  He is good at this.  And I head out.

I get to his place and the doorman lets me in.  I take the elevator to his apartment and let myself in.  I hear the shower running so I go to his room and sit on his bed.  I guess I was in deep thought because I don't realize that he's in the room, "You look fabulous."  He startles me, but I respond with "Only because of you" and get up to give him a kiss.  God, he looks good in just a towel.  

After the kiss he says, "You don't give yourself enough credit, you're beautiful because you're you. Give me 10 minutes, I"ll be ready."  I sit back on the bed and I watch him get ready.  He puts his suit and tie on and I get up to fix his crooked tie.  I didn't think it was possible but I think he looks even better in that suit than when he's naked. 

We leave his apartment and 20 minutes later, we're at the venue for his company party.  My stomach growls as we walk in and he gives me a look but we're greeted by his co-workers and he goes to grab me a drink.  He comes back with a martini and whispers in my ear, "Don't drink too much tonight." And goes back to his people.  He is definitely up to something tonight.  First the dress and now the sudden limit on drinks.

The party comes to an end and we leave the venue, we get in the car and he starts driving.  I don't mean to, but I fall asleep.  I don't know how long it's been, but the car stopping wakes me.  I realize we're not at his apartment, but at his beach house.

I look at him and ask him "I knew you were up to something.  How long have we been driving?" and he says, "About 2 hours."  He unlocks the car and gets out and gets a small suitcase from the trunk.  I get out of the car and follow him into the house.