The evening began with a nice meal, and now they were enjoying a good, single-malt while lounging on the patio.
He watched her closely, as she picked up her glass, rose to her feet and walked over to the railing. There was something about her that had changed, since the last time they had spoken. She had the same dark hair, now blowing in the gentle breeze, and the same figure that he had come to admire. There was a new barbell piercing along the outer edge of her ear, but he knew that wasn't it.
The evening sunlight seemed to cause her to almost glow, and showed the silouette of her long legs, and it illuminated the sundress she was wearing. Grabbing his glass, he joined her to look out over the pond, where several geese were feeding. As he stood close behind her, he leaned in to place a soft kiss at the base of her neck. The floral scent of her hair and just the smell of her skin was almost intoxicating.
"I've dreamed of being here with you, M'Lady. Just like this," he murmured against her ear. Setting his glass down on the top of the waist high, brick wall, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.
Leaning back against him, she relaxed, reveling in the feel of his arms holding her. "So have I, M'Lord, ever since you told me you were able to come visit."
She ran her hands along his arms until she reached his strong hands. She guided one upwards, toward her breast, and the other moved lower. "I want you to touch me, Sir, like you described when we would talk online."
"Like this?", he asked, as his right hand covered her left breast and gave a gentle squeeze. His left hand began to caress her belly, moving lower, until he felt the waistband of her panties beneath the dress.
Arching her back slightly, she pressed her chest into his hand, and ground her backside against him. "Oh, yesss, just like that, M'Lord", she hissed.
Turning her in his arms, he placed his hand under her chin, raised her face to his, and kissed her deeply. Their lips feasting at each other's, tasting the need that was building. When they parted, she stepped out of his arms, and walked over to the table, and leaned back against it.
"I have waited so long to do this," she said, slipping the straps of the dress off of her shoulders. She slowly let the dress slide down her body, revealing that she was only wearing a pair white satin panties, as the dress pooled at her feet.
"Gods, you are beautiful!", he exclaimed, as he took in the curves of her body and smooth skin. He ran his fingers through her dark hair, tracing them down the sides of her face, like a blind man "seeing" the person before him for the first time.
As his hands moved down along her arms, she guided them back to her breasts, encouraging him to continue where he had left off before she broke their embrace. He ran his thumbs over and around her nipples, causing them to harden at his touch. He leaned down to lick first one nipple, and then the other, before placing his lips against her breast and drawing both nipple and areola into his mouth. Dropping to one knee, he suckled each breast like a newborn baby nursing, causing a moan of pleasure to escape her lips.
"I do have a gift for M'Lord," she said, causing him to stop and look up at her, a bewildered expression on his face. As she sat upon the edge of the table, she slowly started to remove her panties, raising her hips slightly to work them down past her bum. As she slid the satin panties the rest of the way off, he could see her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair, and although her legs were closed, he noticed what appeared to be a silver stud peeking out from the top of her cleft.
She leaned back to rest her elbows on the table and brought her heels up to rest on the edge of the table, blocking his view. She then started to open her knees. There before him was something he had only dreamed about, but it was more than he expected. Not only was there a shiny, silver stud piercing her clitoral hood, but running down each side of her outer labia were four, small, silver rings, and a blue, silk ribbon was laced like a corset and tied in a neat, little bow at the very top.
"You did this, just for me?", he asked, his hands brushing the tops of her feet and ankles.
"Yes, and no, Sir. The piercings I did for myself, as part of my new journey, but I wanted to you to be the one I unveiled them to."
His hands moved up her calves, over her knees, and down the insides of her thighs. When he finally reached the juncture of her legs, he brushed his fingertips lightly across her pubic hair. She let out a soft sigh, and allowed herself to lie completely back on the table.
She felt his fingertips move down to trace the path of the ribbon, causing it to vibrate slightly. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She then felt him lean forward, his breath warm against her vulva, and his tongue darted out to touch the silver stud at her clit. "Oh, please, M'Lord, yesss!"
Catching the end if the ribbon in his teeth, he pulled back, releasing the bow. She felt him start to draw the ribbon down through the rings, each tug causing a wonderful combination of pain and pleasure, the vibrations resonating deep within her. He heard her moan with each little pull, and he could smell her arousal.
As the ribbon cleared each pair of rings, he used his tongue to tease her, licking and sucking each ring into his mouth, savoring the blend of her sweet juices and the metallic taste of the silver.
He leaned back to watch the ribbon fall free from the last rings. Her opening unfolded like a rosebud in the rays of the first morning light, and her wetness glistened from her inner lips, like dewdrops.
He said the only words he could think of, at that moment, "This is the most exquisite gift I have ever unwrapped, thank you, Luv".
