A Year in the Life of... Chapter 5

The door closed and he looked up, Ibrahim closing the umbrella and replacing it in the stand, Mistress Danni looking at him, her eyes seeming to linger on each part of his body in turn and he found himself once more quickly gazing at the floor.

Mistress Danni came closer, her heels clicking on the marble flooring.

"Well, what do we have here? It seems a pretty girl has found her way into our home Ibrahim."

"I believe that is so." Ibrahim replied sombrely.

Mistress Danni placed her hand under his chin and lifted his head till he could do nothing but look at her...either that or close his eyes and he didn't think that would be a good idea. She was smiling as she did it and he couldn't help but notice how attractive she was, possibly a little younger than he remembered.

"So, pretty girl, how do you like your new home...and your new clothes?" Mistress Danni asked.

"The house is wonderful." He managed to reply with just a slight pause," ...Mistress." He remembered to add.

Mistress Danni looked amused at his answer but didn't follow up the second part of her question.

"Well turn around; let me see how you look."

He could feel his cheeks redden as he slowly turned, aware that both Mistress Danni and Ibrahim were watching him intently, at the same time trying to concentrate on his feet so he didn't clumsily fall to the floor.

"Very nice, such a pretty, slender, feminine girl...don't you think so Ibrahim?" She asked, turning to the black giant standing just to her right.

"As you say...very pretty" Intoned Ibrahim.

Mistress Danni moved closer, her hand skirting over his right hip and around to his ass, slipping just under the hem of his skirt and onto the little space of flesh between stocking and panties. She leaned closer and he was surprised to find that they were near enough the same height, he'd always thought of himself as slightly taller than the average woman but, then again, who said that Mistress Danni was anything but average.