“Where do we go from here?” she asked. She wanted to discover more about this man and the lifestyle that called to a piece of herself she’d never realized existed.
“We continue on as we’ve been, exploring our new roles.”
“Should I call you something different? Like Master?”
“Sidney is fine when we’re out, but you may call me Sir, as well as Professor, which you seem to be fond of.” A thrill went through her body at the thought of calling him Professor. A vision of her clad in a white button down tied at the waist, and a tiny plaid skirt flipped up as he pounded her from behind as she sprawled across his desk filled her head, and she lowered her gaze. Damn, he was going to turn her out before everything was said and done.
A comfortable silence fell between them as he continued, and her body became boneless.
“Are you ready for your first task?”
“Yes.”
““From now on when you wear a skirt, you’ll forgo the panties.”
“Yes, Professor.”
They remained sitting side by side, enveloped by a comfortable silence as they sipped on
their glasses of wine and listened to the music playing in the background. Tonight had been a success.
Chapter Six
“Sutton?”
She winced as she paused in the hallway at the sound of her sister’s sleep-roughened voice.
“Yeah?”
“What are you doing? It’s like three in the morning?”
“I was trying not to wake you.”
“You didn’t. I was on my way back from the bathroom.”
“Okay, well I’m going to head to bed now.”
“What’s going on with you lately?” Carissa asked.#p#分页标题#e#
“Nothing.”
“Bullshit, you’re hardly ever home, and when you do come through the door it’s late. Are you seeing someone?”
“Look, Carissa, this is my house, and I’m a big girl. I can come and go as I please. It’s not like I’m out all hours and coming home drunk. I don’t need an intervention.”
“I know, I’m just worried about you… you haven’t really dated anyone since Jackson.”
“Which is why I’m not ready to talk about this yet.”
“Talk about what?”
“The man I’m seeing.”
“Sutton, you still won’t tell any of us why you broke up with Jackson.”
“You know the saying all that glitters isn’t gold?”
“Of course.”
“That should say it all,” Sutton said. She turned on her heel, ignoring her sister’s huffs of indignation. She wasn’t ready to share Sidney with anyone else just yet. Right now their relationship was just between the two of them, and she liked the freedom that came with that arrangement.
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Sutton groaned as her cell phone went off for the third time in a row. She squinted her eyes, and growled low in her throat, the fuzzy red numbers that read 9:30. Shit, only her mother or the hospital would call right now. Neither was a conversation she was looking forward to. She rolled over on to her side and grabbed the phone, throwing a hand over her eyes as she hit talk. With her luck, her little sister had spilled the beans about her mystery beau.
“Hi, Mom.”
“Sutton, were you still asleep?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“I’m sorry, I thought Carissa said today was one of your days off.”
“It is. I was out with friends last night.”
“Oh, that’s good, honey.”
“How’s everyone doing?”
“We’re good. I actually wanted to check in on you to see how things are going with Carissa.”
“She’s doing okay; Michelle goes to school here, so she’s spending a lot of time with her. To be honest I don’t see her much with my schedule.”
“I know you’re busy. You can send that girl home any time you get tired.”
“It’s okay, Mom. I know you could use a break. You’re retired; you’re supposed to be enjoying yourself.”
“I have my red hats, bingo, and my part time job. I keep myself active, young lady; I’m only in my sixties, you know.”
“I know, Mom. I just worry about you.”
“Well don’t, it’s supposed to be the other way around. I ran into an old friend of yours yesterday.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes, Jackson.”
A chill went through her body at the mention of her ex. Speak of the devil, or in my case, think.
“That’s nice.”
“Apparently his engagement fell through, and he’s back to being single.”
“Mom, stop right there. I’m not interested in getting back together with Jackson.” But I might like to talk to him.