The wait

I leaned forward against the table, breathing hard. My cock was fully erect and begging to be stroked. I was alone now, mistress angle just a few meters away, in the other room. I imagined her changing, slowly undressing, dropping one piece of clothing to the floor at a time, until she was totally naked. I pictured her naked body, perfects tits, rounds ass and tight pussy. I hope i get to see it soon enough. I decided to take a seat while i waited for her, I wonder which of her outfits shes going to pick. I wonder what she's going to do to me when she does.

Minutes passed, each second feeling like an eternity, my body screaming for release. She was an unbelievable tease and i loved it. I looked out over the view and around her apartment, searching for some kinky treasures.

After what seemed like days i decided to ask check on her, see how long she'd be. As i walked towards her door i noticed something. She had left her door wide open. I couldn't hear her, was she still getting changed? I knew i shouldn't but i was too horny and **** to see her naked body in person for the first time. I moved silently up towards her door and carefully peeked round.

But as soon as i got my head round i came face to face with miss Angel, dressed in her sexy cop outfit and holding a leather crop. "Bad boy" was all she said.