The Major's Pretty Baby Face Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Major's Pretty Baby Face Chapter 2

... raised his glass of tonic water in a toast, “To the Corp,” followed by a hearty loud shout of “HOO-RAH” by them all……….. We left the nightclub after the third round of drinks and arrived at his home around nine. I found out why Matthew didn’t allow me to go home and get a few things, they were already here, right down to the brass tacks in a manner of speaking. Let me explain; Matthew sent me to the first floor bedroom full of heavy massive masculine furniture at the far back of the house overlooking the pond. There is a large bay window with a window seat there that will receive sunlight throughout most of the day. It would be perfect for a studio to paint and draw. He instructed me to select a dress from the closet or anything else that struck my fancy. Upon opening the door, I was surprised to see that the bedroom furniture was gone and the room was freshly painted a bright yellow and the ceiling a brilliant white; it was mostly empty save for three items. There were white lace curtains on the windows and new white venetian blinds to block the light if one so chose. The items I was referring to were an easel by the bay window and an adjustable drawing desk with a high back chair much like a draftsman would use. The biggest surprise was a large cleverly made carved dark wood chest with collapsible legs on hidden hinges that when folded will disappear almost seamlessly into the bottom. The chest was carved with flowers and leaves with cherubs peeking out among them here ...

... and there. It obviously was custom made because nothing of this quality is available in art stores. Hidden behind a cherub was a sterling silver lock-plate with my name, “Chastity” engraved on it with two keys on a red ribbon hanging from the lock. The cherub lifts out and turns to the side on hidden pins. When closed and flush to the lid appears as any one of the carvings…..talk about a work of art. When I opened it the various drawers and compartments contained all the art supplies I use organized by category; oil, acrylic and water color paints; pastels, chalk, and charcoal, pencils, brushes and much more. Curious, I opened the closet to find several dresses in my size hanging there. Light airy elegant summer dresses made of muslin and lace in pale green, blue and yellow, with silk bras and panties to match. I changed into the yellow dress and then went into the bathroom guessing what I would find there, I wasn’t disappointed. It was if I were home; my brands of soaps, shampoos, conditioners, etc… were lined up neatly; there were brushes and combs and hairpins on the vanity beside Matthew’s shaving mug with brush and safety razor hanging on his razor stand. I washed my face removing the pink lipstick. I pinned my hair up loosely, letting a few stray tendrils strategically hanging down to entice. I found him in the kitchen putting a dry rub on the lamb chops. He had changed into a pair of raggedy denim shorts and was wearing a red nylon tank top; he was barefoot, the same as ...