Make it home

Your drive back is uneventful at times you try to make conversation but can't find the words to say, the silence remains until you are pulling up in your driveway.

"Go inside, I'll bring in the groceries."

"Yes sir." You hadn't meant to call him sir it just came out.

"Hmm I like that, yes from now refer to me as Sir, understand?"

"Yes Sir."

You climb out of the car your resolve all but gone, wondering if maybe you've gone a step to far. You enter the house and strip off your dress before using it to clean yourself up and throwing it in the clothes hamper. When you get back to the kitchen BigD as placed the grocery bags on the counter and as stripped naked. You step up and start to put the groceries away while he watches you, when you remove the lubricant from the bag he takes it off of you.

"What's this for?"

"Sex was a little painful at times last night, I thought it might help."

"Okay then."

You finish emptying the bags while he drifts into another room, you are just putting the last few items away when he you hear him call.

"When you've finished in there come into the front room."

You put away the last of the items and walk into the front room and to your horror find him looking at your wedding album in front of the window overlooking the street.

"Please Sir come away from the window someone might see you?"

"The glare from the sun will stop anyone seeing in, have you still got the wedding dress?"

"No, the dress is a family heirloom of Mike's, his sister was the last to wear it and she'll keep it until someone else gets married, all I have left from that day are the shoes,lingerie, gloves and veil."

"Excellent, go put them on."

He puts the album down then turns on the t.v.