He texted her and told her to wait for him by the window. When he pulled into the driveway, she was the first thing he wanted to see. He’d been gone for two weeks and during that time he’d strengthened her rules. She liked that, needed that, wanted that. When she got home from work, she was to remove her work clothes, shower, lather her clean body in lotion, launder her work clothes, prepare dinner, clean the kitchen after eating, do a minimum of 30 minutes of yoga, then send him an e-mail telling him about her day. After, she was to go to bed, masturbate in any way she chose, but to make sure she had at least 2 orgasms. She was to use an app to send him pictures of herself at the beginning of each assigned activity.


Now, he was almost home and she was waiting. Eager. Naked. Wet. Her nipples pressed against the cool glass window. fifteen minutes she waited. Then, she heard the wheels of his truck crunch on the gravel of their long driveway. Butterflies swarmed in her stomach, but she didn’t move.

He was there. Sitting in his truck, looking at her through two windows and an expanse of open space. She pressed her forehead against the glass, and he smiled.

Their worlds were complete.


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