Service part 2

[Al****]

"Are you there, my dear?"

His voice is soft but clear all at once. She inhales sharply before her mouth opens to respond. But, it stops short when she remembers his words:

Wait for my touch to find you...

She settles back into the steel chair and keeps her lips sealed. She is flushed with emotions in this moment. But, she cannot express them. Not until he touches her.

The door creaks open more. Even though her back is to the entrance, she feels his presence in doorway. His breathing is controlled when the door slams shut. The sound of expensive shoes on concrete reverberate through the open space. The tension in her shoulders builds with each step.

He is here. And she is ready.

But, he does not touch her. He walks past her and leans down until he nose is aligned with hers. His green eyes look like emeralds. And they pierce into her soul. He cracks a smirk.

"You did not answer me....which is precisely what I expected given the instructions."

Her heart beats faster as he stands up to look down at her. She is wearing the sparkling red cocktail dress that he requested. And nothing else. He takes in the sight and does not move to touch her.

Not yet.