Yet there was only one submissive who I was truly interested in training. And she wasn’t even in the room.
Jamie
I COULDN’T REMEMBER EVER BEING THIS NERVOUS for a date.
Then again, I couldn’t remember the last date I went on. It’d been a while, for sure. However, it wasn’t all that long ago, either. His name was Edward, and we’d only gone out the one time. It hadn’t been all that bad, but I figured that was because he’d taken me to a movie. Anyone with sense knew that a movie on the first date was a bad idea. After all, wasn’t the point of a date to get to know someone?
So yeah, from time to time I let my hair down and tried my hand at the whole dating thing. But for the most part, I kept myself preoccupied with school. I’d been that way for most of my life. Having lost my parents at a young age, I’d had other pressing things on my mind. Boys were never a factor. Throughout high school, I’d focused on my education because that was what my grandparents wanted. When my grandmother died, I’d been at a loss, not quite sure where I belonged.
The only constant I’d really had in my life was Zeke and I’d made an attempt not to be a burden on him. And while he sometimes irritated me with his highhanded behavior, I loved him more than I loved anyone. He took care of me. Not just financially by paying for my apartment, but also by being there for me. We made it a point to go to breakfast every Friday just to keep up with the goings-on in each other’s lives. I wasn’t sure what I would do without him.
Needless to say, I had kept myself closed off, and now, at the age of twenty-four, I was ready to experience life to the fullest. I figured that was why I was so looking forward to my time with Cav and Edge. They’d awakened something inside me that had been long dormant, and I wanted to explore it further.
I didn’t know what to expect from either of them and found myself drifting into daydreams during class, trying to figure out what I was going to wear on my date with Cav. I was one of those students who was always attentive, taking notes, asking questions, so I was sure my professor thought something was wrong.
Luckily for me, he was far too interested in the lesson to be worried about me mentally drifting to another classroom altogether, one I had yet to be in. Ever since Edge had brought up the submissive training class, I’d thought about it endlessly. I’d even logged in to the club’s website to see if I could get more information. Not surprisingly, there weren’t any details.
That hadn’t stopped the daydreams about two Doms slipping into the teacher role. Professor Edge and Professor Cav. Those had a nice ring to them. Sexy, wicked, teaching me all the things I wanted to know about Domination and submission.
Oh, my. That induced some very enticing fantasies. Fantasies I couldn’t indulge in right now because … well, because my actual professor was now addressing the class. And unfortunately, his eyes had just landed on me.
Crap.
Two hours later, I was parking my car in front of my apartment building, dragging my book bag out with me. When I got to my door, I found a note telling me I had a delivery and I could pick it up at the office.
Figuring it was an Amazon package, I considered holding off. But what if it was something I could use for my date tonight? From time to time, I would splurge on makeup and I did have a few things on subscription—razors, shampoo, conditioner, face wash. Those might come in handy.
Knowing I needed to waste a little time before I started getting ready, I got back in my car and steered my way to the complex office. To my absolute shock and delight, Amazon wasn’t the sender of this particular delivery. No, I couldn’t imagine they had a reason to send me the most beautiful orchid arrangement I’d ever seen in my life.
“Who are those from?” the leasing agent asked with a smile.
“I’m thinking they’re from my date tonight.” At least I hoped they were.
“There’s a card.”
Yes, there was. But I wasn’t about to open it here. “I think I’ll let it be a surprise for a little while longer.” With a wave and a smile, I carried the flowers back out to my car.
It wasn’t until I was in my apartment, the door closed and locked behind me, that I unclipped the small envelope and opened it to reveal the card.
Cupcake,
I look forward to tonight. To help you get into the spirit of D/s, I’ve got some additional instructions regarding your clothing. Should you want to explore this further, send me a text and request my instructions.
