Sudden Proposition

The groan that escaped my lips was loud, and my throat hurt as I awoke for the first time in a long time unwatched. I could just lay there naked and not worry about the world, and I never realized how much I missed it for what it was. I relaxed into the bed and let my eyes flutter open, slowly bringing me back to the waking world. My dreams, which were on the edge of my memory, were extremely pleasant, and I sighed as I looked around the nice bedroom I found myself in.

The Room was minimalist but not in that empty sort of way. Everything had its place in this room. The dresser to one side had a makeup mirror on it with a case of laid-out makeup. The Curtains were there explicitly to cover the window. The night table had a couple of chargers on it. The bookshelf is a series of books that were probably used for reading in bed. They were simple and not crowded in the least. I stretched and found myself wincing at the pain in my lower extremities. My cock was the biggest victim last night, although I knew my pussy was going to hurt once I started to walk. There was no way I was going to be walking properly this morning.

I yawned, feeling sleepy, and looked at the nice king-size bed that I instantly knew was custom. It was longer than it should have been, and I got up and winced as my insides rubbed around, and they were raw from last night. I groaned and continued to move anyway. If I made it to the pod at home, I could skip all of the pain and live in the world of Galaxy Online until I healed up a bit more.

Chuckling at my last thought, I finally got onto my feet and moved toward the door, opening it up.

The sight that greeted me was amazing. I looked out over a balcony and into the city from hundreds of feet up. The morning sun was dying, the sky orange and I realized that something must have woken me up. I looked around and saw a minimalist living room and the sound of classical music that had an electronic edge. I wasn't sure of the genre, but it was nice to hear. I took my first steps, and my body proved me right as I had to spread my legs to walk any distance. 

Knowing I would look funny, I continued to walk and found the stairs not far away. I walked down the steps. The minimalist design was beautiful, but there was just enough stuff to make the home feel lived in. The art she had was all of either war or BDSM. I could tell her loves in life, and I thought that was extremely interesting.

Moving toward the soft music, I found the open concept easily led me to the Kitchen after passing a nice dining room. I walked in, and I saw Amber working over the stove, wearing nothing but an apron, listening to the music, and cooking something that was just starting to fill the kitchen with its scent. I smiled as I realized she was making Pancakes with something extra in them, and she was enjoying herself cooking. 

There was a little breakfast bar with an island on the other side for more cooking space, so I walked over to it. The stools did not look that comfortable till I sat on them and sunk in a bit more than I expected, getting a sigh of pleasure from taking the weight off my legs and my insides. Sitting was much better than standing at this time.

"Good Morning, Honey," Amber said as she cooked without ever looking back.

"Good Morning, Amber," I replied with a happy smile and leaned on my hands, which was the only thing that did not hurt. I pushed my breasts onto the counter, and the cool countertop was amazing on my breasts, and I sighed.

"Feeling sore? Never mind, I know you are," Amber said, still not turning to me, "I bet you are hungry, though. I did not expect you to wake up so quickly after I left the bed. I wanted to wake you up by being there with some delicious food. I guess my absence woke you up."

"Mmm," I agreed. I looked over Amber a bit more and noticed that she was more muscular than I had thought. It was very hidden, though, under the lightest layer of fat. It was a body that was quietly strong with a nice ass and perky breasts. I liked it a lot as I watched her all over as she moved from foot to foot. "I believe it did," I replied this time with words, "And you are also right; I feel sore all over. Has anyone told you lately that your ass looks fucking amazing?"

"No, but I know it is," Amber said, turning her head to look at me with a bright smile. "You're not mad at me losing myself last night?"

"I have been there. Something just scratches that itch, and you lose yourself to scratching it," I grinned as she smiled before turning back to the food. "But I would have been pissed if you did no aftercare after."

"Something drastic would have to happen for me to skip it," Amber said somberly. "I love the aftercare, too. You looked amazing like that, and it gets me wet just thinking about it."

"Mmm, I like it too. Cuddling is nice," I replied wistfully. 

"It is," Amber said, turning around and putting a fat stack of chocolate and blueberry pancakes in front of me. She suddenly pulled out another plate from the oven, placed the plate on the spot beside me, and grabbed forks and knives before grabbing a glass bottle of real maple syrup, the expensive light type, too. "And Breakfast is served," Amber said with a grin,

The smell was intoxicating, and I dug in, pouring syrup on the pancakes, and she produced butter and peanut butter to put on. "The first one is syrup, but I am having peanut butter on the next one." I took the first bite and moaned, "Fuck, this is good," with my mouth partially full and the sound of cutlery on plates filling the kitchen. I was moaning a bit and dug into the second pancake with peanut butter and then butter on the last, all of them with that nice expensive syrup. 

Then, to top it all off, a large glass of milk made me regret it all. I chugged it down, felt it expand in my stomach, and moaned in satisfaction. "That was amazing," I moaned.

"I did a great job on them." Amber agreed, "Can we talk for a bit in the living room?"

"Only if we cuddle."

"I would not have it any other way."

We both got up, and I winced in pain; Amber chuckled and helped me a bit with walking. Still, it hurt, and we moved to the soft couches in the living room. I laid down on the couch, and Amber laid down with me, and we tangled our naked bodies together, and I wondered when she lost the apron. It didn't matter as our feet touched each other and our breasts pressed together with our fingers interlaced.

"Wow, I haven't had a lover who liked this in too long," I commented, and Amber smiled. 

"I can't say I have had one either that liked this. But I want to talk seriously, Honey." Amber began as I looked at her, and I felt a flutter in my heart as I got nervous. "I know we just met, and I feel weird about asking this, but, Um, Do you want to be my official girlfriend? We don't have to be exclusive, but I do want to call you mine." Amber said, and she blushed hard for the first time, and I looked at her surprised. 

That was not something I was expecting. We had dated twice, and honestly, you could barely call either of them dates. We mostly had sex and enjoyed each other, and I found that it was hard to reply right away. I did not know, and I could see Amber blushing, waiting for my reply. I wanted to reply, "But I am a switch."

"And we don't have to be exclusive. I like men too; you like men too. You fuck men and women, and I fuck men and women. We can be tops together when you are in the mood to top, and I will dominate you if you want to be dominated."

"Sometimes, I am in the mood for a man to dominate me."

"Then I will dominate you with him. I mean, we can also do things on our own."

"You are serious. I mean, I thought you were serious, but I don't think I have been in such an open-minded relationship."

"Then try one with me."

"But I am going to be gaming like hell the next couple of weeks. Even months, and I am not sure when I can stop."

"So, we make dates, Schedule something, and enjoy each other's company. I am a woman; I don't always need you around me. We can have independent lives. In fact, I would hate not having an independent life from you."

I opened and closed my mouth, and I blushed. I did not know relationships usually did not work out well for me. "I- I, I, Fuck, Okay, Yes, I do, fuck you are sexy, and I don't want this to end if I am being honest. I think you are coming on a little strong, but I like you, and if things are open, then I can accept that."

The smile on Amber's face lit up, and she pulled me in for a kiss. Our bodies just united for a bit, and she held me close. I let myself relax once again, and I blushed as the kiss broke. I felt oddly giddy at the sudden confession now, and Amber smiled. "You know, I am not one to confess like this. But when I opened up that latex last night, seeing those toys and knowing that you were a dominant submitting to me. It scratched something inside me, not that that is the only thing that I like about you. But I was turned on beyond belief. I lost myself in riding you. I wanted you more than ever. I know this makes me sound selfish, but you are the only one I have ever let stay over for the night since my first partner."

I could see that Amber was thinking something, and I had to ask, "Do you mind if I ask?"

"I should tell you, I guess. It kind of hurts to think about. Remember that Accountant that I told you about when we first met?"

"To be honest, vaguely."

Amber chuckled, "We were not exactly trying to learn that much about each other then. But he introduced me to this world of Bondage and showed me my sadistic side. Honestly, I miss him. He passed away from cancer, leaving me everything you see around you. Well, not everything; I renovated the place to fit my style. I needed his things gone to move on. It was a bit of a fling at first, but it turned into something serious while I was still learning that I could no longer be the woman I was in the past."

"Wow, I am sorry to hear that." I told her truthfully, "I can't say I understand your pain if I am being honest. I have never lost someone like that to me. I sympathize, but."

"You don't need to understand. I am on disability now. But I live like a Queen up here playing with men that I don't let close, and I realized as I held you in the bathtub last night that I did not want you to go away. Maybe this is just new relationship feelings, but I did not want that distance from you as I have with others."

"Amber," I said, feeling tears in my eyes from her confessions. You are going to make me cry if you confess like that so much. I like you, too, but don't dump the mountain on me. I want to get to know you a bit more slowly. Okay?" I said as the emotions were hitting me. "Not that I don't want to hear them, but I also need to get back to work later today and not be an emotional mess."

Amber laughed and kissed me. "No, you are right. We can slowly learn more about each other. I want to do that with you."

"I like the feeling of your skin on mine," I said, smiling. Amber, this was a bit sudden, and I am going to let you know that my relationships usually end in disaster."

"Do you mean to end it like that?" Amber asked.

"Well, no."

"Then you and I can just try again. Now, relax with me for a bit."

The silence took over, and I smiled. We cuddled together for a while. I lost myself in her touch, and my eyes fluttered closed for a moment.

At that moment, Amber shook me, and I saw her soft smile. "Did you want to do anything else with the day? I let you nap in my arms for an hour, but you said you wanted to do other things."

"Mmm," I replied, feeling groggy, "I only blinked."

"You passed out, Honey."

"Mmm, liar."

"You were obviously asleep. But I don't want to argue with you. What do you want to do?"

"Do you have something to sit outside for a bit and maybe some tea?"

"Absolutely. Think you can walk?"

"Don't know until I try."

With that, Amber moved slowly, and our bodies started to untangle. It felt weird, and I missed the feeling of our bodies being tangled together. Amber got up and looked at me with a small smile, challenging me, which I moved to get up. 

Wincing as I got up, I yawned and got to my feet. The pain was still there, but as I took a step forward, it was not bad enough for me to require help. "I'm good."

"Then let me make a couple of cups of tea quickly."

After a few minutes in the kitchen, Amber handed me a hot cup of tea with a nice, soothing smell and brought me over to an elevator covered by a door. A moment later, after going into the elevator and hitting the button, we stepped out into a wonderful little guard on top of the roof. It was enclosed in a greenhouse, and I gasped. "Wow."

"This is one of my hobbies," Amber said, bringing me over to a comfy chair around a table. I sat down to look at all the flowers. There is still a place to go outside, but it is nicer inside. The sounds of the city are covered, and this has a better atmosphere."

"I love it. Honestly."

"Good," Amber replied, leaning back in her chair. "I will be going back to Galaxy Online when you go home. I think I might get addicted."

"Already am."

"Mmm"

Then we just sat in silence, and it was nice. I relaxed truly, and my feelings were odd. I did not expect Amber's sudden confession. She seemed more stoic than I did, and I thought we were just fooling around. Yes, I said some things before on our last date, but this was quicker than I imagined. I did not know if things were going to change, and I did not know if I wanted to change. 

I sat silent with my thoughts and finished my tea before standing up. "I think I should be going home. I have to clean up and wash my latex outfit. I don't want to let it settle for too long. Plus, I am a pro gamer. I need to finish this tutorial soon, and each hour here can be four hours in the game. I really enjoyed my time." I said like I needed a reason.

"It's okay; I need to process my feelings, too. I wanted to jump you when you said yes. I could use some time to think as well. Want to make it a habit to meet at least once every two weeks? No less?"

"I would like more, but, yeah, I think that would be nice. I will text you when I get back."

"Perfect, let me help you."

Then we got to action, and I collected my latex, and Amber ordered me an Uber. Soon, and after a bit of discussion, I was borrowing her panties and a bra that she said she would claim back from me later. Then I headed down in my clothing from yesterday and my latex in a large sealed bag.

As I started going down the elevator, things started to hit me again, and I blushed hard. Why did I say yes? 

Should I have told her to wait?

Should she ask me on the third date?

Ask to move in with her.

No, that last thought was fucking stupid!

My emotions went out of control, and my body still hurt as I walked out of the elevator and found my Uber. I could not stop thinking about the blonde at the top of that tower I just left, and my face was heated. It had been a while since my last relationship, and they tended to end in a disaster of some sort with lots of yelling and screaming. 

Amber was this cool, Intelligent woman from the RCMP! 

Sure, she was retired now and on disability, but I had not seen a single thing that made her disabled.

That last thought made me pause. What had disabled Amber? What was so debilitating that she could not work anymore? I had not seen it at all. Sure, there were invisible disabilities, but she was okay with the violence in the game, apparently. Still, I could not take PTSD off the list. Sure, she had been shot multiple times, and that was what disabled her. Did she have a problem with her spine?

I could not help but wonder now, and I frowned, wondering more and more about it as I could not tell. Hell, she picked me up out of a tub and carried me to bed. I am not exactly light, either!

Shaking my head, I decided to let her tell me in her own time. 

Would this relationship even become a thing?

"We are at the destination," the Driver suddenly said loudly, trying to get my attention, and I looked at him startled.

"Thanks. Sorry, I was zoned out. Do I owe you anything?"

"Nah, the person paid already. Have a good day," the driver said, and I nodded, getting out, thinking that guy was not too bad. I winced, stepping out, as my insides were still raw, as I walked in my heels back to my apartment. After about ten minutes, I finally unlocked my apartment door, and a giddy feeling hit me all over.

I enjoyed this feeling, so I walked over to the sink and washed out the latex thoroughly. It stank of sex and sweat, and I blushed at the memories of that restaurant, and I had to admit to myself.

That was the best night of being a Submissive I have ever had. 

Sure, some of it I did to myself, but Amber took me past the edge and ordered me like a queen. It was enjoyable, and I found myself wondering what it would be like to dominate a woman with her. I think it would be a lot of fun, and I smiled, wondering more and more what it would be like to top with her when I was in a top mood.

I finished while lost in thought and decided, as I hung up my latex outfit to dry with a towel under it, to get on my computer and start going over the things that I left for me to study.

Soon, I was immersed in American gun culture, manufacturing, and modification. It was extremely in-depth, and I found myself looking forward to logging in and starting. I almost walked over to my pod and jumped in with my current clothes. I blushed and grabbed a tank top and shorts before going back to my pod, hopping in, and logging in with a massive smile on my face. I could not wait to start weapon manufacturing.

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