I then took a chance, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, looking into her eyes....and she didn't pull back.

 

"It's just that I've been under a lot of stress lately.."

 

"Yes, I've noticed.." she smiled

 

"I really don't want to get sexually involved with someone who would want me to make all the moves and decisions... I need someone who can take the lead and, if you like, someone I could submit to, but only in a sexual way..."

 

Diane blushed again as I poured out my heart to her.

 

"I'm sorry" I pulled away, "I shouldn't have mentioned it... I'll go and wash the cups and put them away..."

 

She leapt up and followed me into the kitchen. Standing behind me, she wrapped her arms around me and held me tightly.

 

"If submission is what you want, then I'd gladly be the one to teach you.." She whispered into my ear.

 

I turned around to face her.

 

"Only if it's what you TRULY want..." I said.

 

"Believe me," she smiled, "Nothing would give me greater satisfaction!"

 

She grabbed my long hair and pulled my head back slightly. Her lips met mine and her tongue parted them, seeking out mine in a passionate kiss.

 

I heard the jangling of keys, and as I opened my eyes, she held them up to my face.

 

"In my car," she grinned, "under the rug on the floor in the back is a black bag. Go and fetch it, please!"

 

My head was turning... Had she come prepared for an overnight stay? Was it a present? I was beginning to think that she wasn't the shy, introverted person that I had thought she was.