I had called Collette and asked her to meet me for lunch at Red Lobster. Collette loved sea food and their lunch was typically not very crowded. I parked my truck and with a huge grin on my face I grabbed the stack of papers from the passenger seat and headed inside the restaurant. Collette was waiting for me, having arrived just moments before.

    "What's the surprise?" Collette queried her eyes dancing in anticipation.

    I handed the top sheet from my stack of papers. Collette read it, paused, re-read it, and looked at me a quirky frown growing to a huge smile. Collette screamed in delight and the noisy room grew quiet as the patrons turned to stare at the two of us standing in the subdued lighting of the restaurant. "You mean...this means...we...."

    I smiled back as I stepped in to embrace Collette. I placed my hands around her waist and hugged her firmly. I bent and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "Yes."

    Collette squealed in delight, her surprise dancing in her eyes. Her next words said it all, "oh my God."

    I nodded.

    She scanned the paper again, her voice shaking when she spoke, "we're rich. I mean, we're rich."

   "Yes," then leaning in to whisper, I concluded, "mistress."

    Collette looked into my green eyes and beamed a smile at me. Taking her hand, I escorted her to the table, pulling her chair out for her. Once she was seated I took my own seat across from her. We sat in our chairs, smiling broadly, giggling madly, and holding hands. The waitress came, took our food and drink order and then promptly left. We were oblivious to our surroundings.

    "I have another surprise," I said, running my fingers over hers as our hands remained clasped together.

    Her beautiful face lit up again.

    "Do you remember your fantasy? The one where you are the Queen of the Nile, the world at your beck and call? Sailing down the Nile on a huge yacht?"

    Collette moaned a delicious, throaty confirmation.

    "Well..." my words trailed off.

    Once again Collette giggled, her voice high and happy. I reached into my shirt pocket and handed Collette one last slip of paper. She read it and squealed a happy laugh. Once again the patrons of the restaurant turned to stare at us. She read the receipt for the yacht again, and lifted her head to look at me. Our eyes met, her brown eyes shining with delight.

    I smiled and reached across the table to take her hands. Holding them tenderly I nodded, "yes, my Queen. Your yacht has been commissioned. I have been in contact with the ship yard, and the boat will be made according to your fantasy. Of course, some things had to be changed to fit on an actual yacht. Reality stepping onto fantasy, but it will be close enough."

    "It will be perfect." Collette was smiling broadly, surprise and happiness dancing in her eyes and at the corner of her mouth. We spent a few minutes discussing our good fortune and future plans. The waitress returned with our lunch, hamburger for me, and Alaskan King Crab legs for Collette. We ate our lunch, Collette purring with the taste of the delicacy that she was savoring.

    Lunch was delightful, the company perfect. After paying the bill we left the restaurant, heading home. Holding the cell phone to my ear, I listened to Collette happily chat on the other end. During the drive we discussed our good fortune, and how well our broker did. He came highly recommended, and now, as we began making plans for a hedonistic lifestyle unhampered by the chores of work, we realized how good he was at his job.

    Collette drove quickly, dodging in and out of traffic with practiced ease. I followed at a more measured pace, watching as Collette pulled further and further away. We continued to discuss our plans for the future. It was evident by the delighted giggle that Collette kept uttering that the news had lifted her spirits to new found heights. She was ecstatic, as was I, and it seemed that life had begun anew.

   I arrived home and found Collette waiting for me in the living room. She was naked, her beautiful body quivering in excitement. Her nipples were hard, further proof of her aroused state. She stared at me, a commanding look on her face. "Strip." Her tone left no room for denial. I quickly removed my clothes, tossing them casually aside. She watched me as I stripped, smiling at me as I obeyed. Collette pointed to the ground and I slowly dropped to my knees.

    I watched as Collette turned towards the sofa. Crossing the room, she sat down and invitingly spread her sexy legs. With a crooked finger Collette beaconed me forward. I smiled, delight shining on my bearded face as I crawled across the room on hands and knees. Approaching this remarkable woman I extended my hands to softly caress her calves. I lowered my face to place soft, tender kisses on her dainty toes. I pressed my tongue between each of her toes, and then drew a long line up her leg with my tongue. I reached her knee and bent around to delicately lick behind it.

    Collette spread her legs wider, a soft moan escaping from her slightly parted mouth. The sound was wonderful, exciting, warm and exotic. I continued to lick the salty skin, climbing her leg, softly, slowly. I paused to inhale the inviting scent of her arousal. Breathing deeply I savored her aroma, my cock growing erect at the sight of her beautiful body and the smell of her desire. This woman, my everything, amazed me in so many ways.

    I pressed my tongue into her pussy, holding it there. I could feel the tight lips of her pussy grip my tongue, strong and sure. I did not move. I offered myself up as a sex toy only, holding still so that this amazing woman could pleasure herself as she desired. She began rotating her hips on my face, causing my tongue to draw large circles inside her wet pussy. I was amazed at the speed at which she could move her hips. Large, fast rotations, my tongue a hard toy on which she was taking her pleasure. Collette lowered her body slightly to press her clit against my nose. Now her rotations turned into thrusts, shoving my tongue inside and then slowly pulling back. Each downward thrust pushed my tongue further into her delicate sex while pressing my nose harder against her clit.

   Moaning heavily she continued to fuck my face.I held myself still, serving as her sexual plaything. She rotated her hips harder, my nose massaging her clit, my tongue tasting the essence of her soul. My hands clenched into tight fists, longing to reach forward, to hold her. I refrained, holding myself still. She stopped rotating her hips and began rocking back and forth. I held my tongue extended; Collette's wetness draining into my appreciative mouth. My cock throbbed, bounced and bobbed, begging for attention.

    She continued to rock, driving my nose against her clit on each forward lunge. Each backwards stroke pulled my nose off of the hardened, hyper-sensitive flesh. Extreme pressure, teasing brush. Collette took her pleasure. She was moaning loudly, her excitement peaking to a noisy crescendo. Loud moans, heavy breathing, and deep pants. The muffled sounds of her desire was music to my ears, clamped by her soft thighs.

    Collette's panting grew heavier, her moaning becoming loud gasps. I could only lie there under her soft body, holding my tongue extended. She continued rocking her body, mashing her clit against my nose. I could taste her juices as she flooded my mouth with her excitement. A strong, musky, wonderful taste. My hands flexed into tight fists as my cock bobbed in excited desire. She spread her knees wider apart, forcing her pussy to press harder against my face. I struggled to breathe as my air was cut off by the flesh of her cunt. Continuing too rock her body against my face I was able to draw in a shallow breath when she rocked backwards.

    Collette shifted forward and once again I found that I could not breathe easily. And then as she rocked backwards I could breathe. Struggling for breath with each of her forward lunges I continued to lay there and serve as her sex toy. An object, nothing more. My cock, throbbing in need, probed the air; begging for attention, receiving none.I struggled to breathe, Collette's pussy trapping my face.
I gasped in paniced breaths with each thrust of Collette's body. Her taste was strong on my tongue, heady and delightful. I could take no pleasure in my task, my attention was focused on my burning lungs.

    Collette sreamed loudly, the sound reaching my muffled ears. She grabbed the top of my head, pulling my face firmly into her cunt as an orgasm spread through her soul. Shuddering in delight, she held my head until her orgasm ebbed. I took in a deep breath when she released my head and climbed off my face. I panted, savoring the delicious air, smelling her arousal with each breath. Collette stood above me, her face red, her breathing heavy. We stared into each others eyes as we both struggled to regain our breath.

    Collette offered her hand to me, and helped me to my feet. We walked back down the hall and headed up the stairs, the afternoon sun warming the house. At the top of the stairs we turned into the master bedroom, Collette leading the way. Collette pointed to the bed and I complied, climbing to lie spread-eagled, the bed rolling as I climbed, the water making calming, sloshing sounds. I held my limbs out as Collette slowly circled the bed, securing my arms with the cuffs we kept affixed to the wooden frame.

    Once I was held immobile Collette turned to open her chest of toys. I watched wide-eyed as she pulled various toys from the ornate cedar chest. I smiled, wondering what her mother would think, knowing what we now kept in her childhood hope chest. I looked at her, bend over at the foot of the bed, her naked breasts hanging down invitingly. I longed to reach up and hold them, caress them, suckle them. My limbs were held too well for that, I could only lie there, waiting and wondering. My hands pulling impotently against the leather and chain that bound me to the waterbed.

    Collette stood up and showed me what she had selected. I stared at the device and gulped. It was simply a large, black vibrator. I realized her plan; she was going to receive pleasure and I would not. I was to watch her masturbate with the vibrator as I remained bound to the bed. Collette pulled up a wooden chair and sat on it next to the bed. She told me to watch her and to not turn away. I turned my head and watched as she draped her thighs over the armrests of the chair. Her pussy opened like a delicate flower as she spread her legs. She shifted positions to get comfortable.

    I watched as she brought the vibrator to her lips. She pushed the cock into her mouth and ran her tongue along the shaft, coating the artificial cock with her saliva. She pulled the vibrator from her mouth and in one quick motion she buried it fully into her moist sex. She exhaled a breathy moan as she reached to the base and flipped on the vibrator. I could hear the vibrator buzzing noisily as she pulled it from her pussy and then pushed it back in fully. Collette moaned loudly as she continued to pleasure her pussy. She pumped the vibrator rapidly into her sex, the sounds growing as she removed it and then fading as she shoved it back in. The vibrator buzzed happily, bringing pleasure to the beautiful woman that sat just out of reach.

    I struggled against the bonds that held me firm to the bed. My hands flexed and the leather straps bit into my wrist. I whimpered in denial, my mind flipping in desire, my cock throbbing with my heart beat. I shut my eyes from the sight of Collette pleasuring herself. "No," she commanded her voice strong and raspy in desire, "don't turn away. Watch me. Watch me come."

    I opened my eyes and watched as she continued to thrust the vibrator into her pussy. She fondled her aroused nipples with one hand while thrusting the vibrator into her dripping sex with the other. I watched as she shut her eyes, her moans growing as her arousal peaked. Her moans became louder as the vibrator continued it's pleasing oscillations. Collette plunged the vibrator fully inside her pussy. She released the vibrating cock and used her free hand to massage her erect clit. Her hand spun in dizzying circles, her breathing escaping in loud pants.

    Collette moaned and shrieked as her orgasm overtook her body. I remained trapped to the bed watching as her body tensed in unabashed pleasure. I pulled against the restraints that held me firm, longing to touch the beautiful body sitting so close. I was moaning in frustrated arousal, my cock still bobbing, begging for a caress.

   Collette pulled the still vibrating dildo from her dripping sex. She held the dildo aloft and smiled as she climbed out of the chair. She walked to the foot of the bed. I watched wide eyed as she climbed onto the bed, resting between my widely parted legs. Her smile grew into a Cheshire grin as she quickly plunged the wet, vibrating cock deep into my ass. I moaned loudly as my cock erupted, sending hot semen splashing against my chest. She remained sitting on her calves between my legs. My hips bucked under the pleasing, incessant vibrations of the buzzing cock.

    Collette grinned broadly and I watched as she leaned forward, resting her hands on either side of my chest. She supported herself with her left hand and scooped a small glob of my warm semen onto her fingers. She ran her wet fingers up my chest and placed them against my pursed lips. "Open," she said calmly.

    I opened my mouth.

    Collette pushed the two fingers, coated with my sperm, into my open mouth. "Suck." The same calm tone.

    I shut my mouth and pulled on her fingers, sucking them like a baby would suckle at its mother's nipple. I could taste the strong, acrid bite of my semen. I shut my eyes, the vibrator still shaking madly inside my ass. I ran my tongue between the crease of Collette's two fingers, cleaning the delicate digits. Collette moaned in approval as I continued to nurse on her finger. I pulled the remains of my semen into my mouth and swallowed heavily.

     She grinned again and pulled her fingers from my mouth. With a smile on her lips she once again coated her fingers with my spent seed. Collette slowly fed me my ejaculate until my stomach was no longer coated with the thick fluid. The taste in my mouth was acrid, strong. She pulled her fingers from my mouth sensuously and I smacked my lips, trying to rid my mouth of the taste of my sperm. Collette sat between my legs and watched as I tried to rid my mouth of the last traces of my semen.

    Looking at the squinted pose of my face, Collette giggled. Her face lit up as the sound of her laughter filled the bedroom. She chuckled heartily and then slowly climbed onto the floor, the bed swaying in her wake. She began to unchain me from the bed and once I was free she took my hand and pulled me into the adjoining bathroom. She pulled back the glass shower door and turned on the water. She adjusted the temperature and stream into a hot, pounding spray.

    Collette climbed into the shower and then pulled me in with her.We bathed each other sensuously, softly caressing each other as the warm water cascaded over our naked bodies. We embraced, gripping each other tightly, my bearded cheek softly rubbing against hers. Holding each other firmly we swayed side to side, dancing slowly to the sound of the water pelting our shoulders. Water ran down our bodies, and
the strong spray massaged the tension from our muscles. Turning my face slightly, I kissed Collette on the cheek. I kissed her softly, my eyes shut tight. I slowly kissed her cheek again and then began to kiss softly up her face to her ear. I nibbled on her earlobe and she giggled as I tickled my tongue into her ear.

    We continued to sway under the pounding spray as I toyed with her soft ear. I whispered tender words as I nuzzled my face against her. I blew a soft burst of air into her wet air and Collette shuddered in delight in my arms. I rested my face against hers as we continued to dance in the shower. We swayed softly, enjoying each others embrace, and the safety we felt in each others arms. The music of the cascading water continued unabated until the splashing crescendo turned cold, still we danced.    

    We exited the shower and padded naked into the bedroom once again. We crawled under the satin sheets, or skin still wet from our pruning dance. We held hands and talked about our future, about the yacht, the crew, and all our dreams.

   Eventually we fell asleep in each others arms.

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