It had been a long day at work, but I couldn't help but think about her. I knew she wanted me, and I wanted her just as badly. She had this way of making me feel desired, but also intimidated by her confidence. I couldn't help but crave her touch, her scent, and her warmth.
As I made my way home, I couldn't help but send her a text: "I can't stop thinking about you. I want you so bad."
To my surprise, she responded almost immediately: "You flatter me. You want me to f**k you so bad, perhaps?"
My heart raced as I read her words. I wanted her to take control, to dominate me, to make me hers. I responded, "Yes, I want that. I want to be yours."
She replied, "That sounds really intimidating, miss."
I couldn't help but smile. She was always so proper and polite, even when she was being dir
