Over a week had passed since Ceri had stayed with Sara. She'd kept Sara's panties, unwashed and in her own drawer. She felt odd, every time she went near them, she could feel an urge, a want that she couldn't explain. The aroma, although fading, was unmistakably Sara's.
She was being stupid, they were just a dirty pair of knickers belonging to another girl. She decided to keep them a little while longer though. In case she wanted them back, no other reason. She had no reason until a text arrived
"Hi Ceri, here's my postcode, I'll see you at my house at six o clock Friday evening. S x."
Ceri quickly rearranged her life so she could indeed, be there.
Friday came so slowly however. The time arrived and Ceri began her journey, in more than just a literal sense, though she was not, at this time to know it. It wasn't too far, about an hour's drive, her navigation app ticked down to one mile as the road turned into a lane.
"You have arrived at your destination."
Ceri drove slowly up the gravel drive, had to be here, there were no other houses.
It was confirmed when Ceri saw the number plate on her car, M155 SAR.
Nervously Ceri rang Sara's number, which was answered quickly.
"Yes Ceri, you have the right house, I heard you pull up."
She sat in her car gathering her things as the front door opened. Sara stood, smiling, immaculate as ever, her body covered by a long black silk robe. Ceri hesitated, she barely knew this woman, her heart pounded as she got out of her car and walked towards the waiting Sara. She smiled as Ceri walked in.
The front door closed quietly behind her.
"So glad you could make it Ceri!" Ceri stood trying to remember the part where she was given an option.
Sara stood behind her, so close Ceri could feel her breath on her face.
"I want you to know Ceri, the door is not locked, you are free to leave anytime, understand?"
Ceri nodded. She felt Sara's long delicate fingers tracing up her spine, then down, stopping before they reached her arse. "Good girl, Ceri," she whispered in her ear.
Sara moved in front of Ceri, looking down at her, she was close, Ceri could feel her breath on her face as Sara spoke, softly and directly.
"I want to make it clear why you are here Ceri, the door is there, you are free to leave at any time, but be under no illusion, I can always find another Ceri."
Ceri looked up trying to hold her nerves in check.
"You are here to please me. Ceri. People who please me, get rewarded, I don't just mean financially, although that can be arranged if you wish!"
Sara's fingers brushed Ceri's cheek before lowering, gently, brushing her breast.
Ceri did not react. Sara, smiling down as she teased Ceri through her shirt, her nipple stiffened.
"Good girl! Now it's time for you to make your decision, you know where the door is, I'll be upstairs in my bedroom. If you decide to stay, bring up the wine, Columbard I think today, and do take your shoes off!"
Sara turned and went upstairs leaving Ceri alone, her heart beating strongly as she surveyed her surroundings. The house reflected its owner, immaculate, classy, expensive. What did she mean rewarded financially?
Ceri wasn't poor but like most, could always use a little extra. She looked at the door, her car keys on the table. Only then did she notice her nipples were still hard.