Granted. - Sex Stories

Granted.

... to do all day, day after day, is destroying me. Every day I have to be responsible for others and tell them everything they are supposed to do. I never get a chance to get away from it. I wish I could give someone else total responsibility for my life when I am away from work. I wish I had a master to tell me exactly what to do so that all I had to do was to follow their orders." "Wishes granted," I said softly. "Strip," I said loudly and f***efully. "What?" she answered with a look of surprise. "You said you wished you had a master when you were away from the office. Your master would like you naked when you are at home." Sandy looked slightly confused, but began unbuttoning her blouse. "Set your clothing with your briefcase." I commanded. She did so. "Fix us something to eat. Whatever you think I would enjoy will be fine. You may wear an apron if you are cooking something on the stove, but nothing else." She looked at me with a bright smile. I hadn't seen her smile like that in a long time. "Yes Master," she replied and walked into the kitchen. I watched her pert ass cheeks bob up and down as she walked away from me. Dinner was uneventful except that Sandy remained naked at the table. After dinner she said, "Why don't you relax in front of the TV while I clean up the kitchen?" I silently nodded my head. Actually, I was speechless. Normally her comment after eating was something like, "I fixed it. You clean it up." I went into the living room and turned the TV to a crime ...

... drama that I usually had to TIVO and watch later on my own. After a while, Sandy came into the room, still naked, and got down on the floor against my legs in that almost kneeling way in which a woman sits more or less on her own legs. She snuggled her head against my upper thighs and remained their silently for the rest of the show. "What would you like to watch?" I asked. "Whatever pleases you, Master," was her reply. I was tempted to switch over to ESPN, but I know that she really hates to watch obscure sports events with me, so instead I flipped the channel to a game show that we both enjoy. She smiled and said "mmmmm" as she snuggled more tightly against me. Evidently she knew that I was giving this to her as my gift. We silently watched TV together until the game show was over and then I suggested, "Why don't we just go to bed early tonight?" Sandy answered, "Yes, Master," and walked back into the bedroom. I again watched her ass cheeks bob up and down as she walked. I think I could watch her walk for hours, her ass is so perfect and inviting. While I was taking off my clothes for bed, Sandy stood in front of the mirror studying her body and lifting her boobs with her hands as if checking how much they sagged. "I wish I had the body I had when I was 25... and could keep it forever." I almost said "Wish granted," but decided to check to see if I could influence a wish at all and still grant it. "Be careful what you wish for," I said in a very serious tone. "I can see you ...