The Text Message (MF)

You’re at your desk, another long day of boring work.  Sending emails, answering phone calls, mindless chatter with co-workers.  Another monotonous day.  Suddenly your phone buzzes, you look down at the text message from Sir and all it shows is an address and two words in capitals “SATISFY ME”.   You excitedly gasp and quickly find an excuse and slip out, rushing to the address you were told.  You make your way to the front door, which is unlocked, and make your way in.  Heart pounding you get to the bedroom door.  Opening it, the lights are low but you can see on the bed are two objects, a blindfold and a bottle of body oil.  In the corner, in the darkness you can see the outline of Sir sitting calmly in a chair with his legs crossed.  You immediately know what you are supposed to do.  Every piece of clothing you had on drops to the floor, you climb onto the bed and fix the blindfold over your eyes, you great the body oil, warm to the touch and slowly drizzle it over your entire body.  You put on a show for Sir rubbing it into every curve and crevasse as he watches quietly.  With your body glistening in the slippery oil, you assume the position you know he wants you in.  You bend over with your arms folded under your chest, ass up in the air.  Your knees are slightly apart and you arch your hips knowing it will naturally cause your ass cheeks to open, giving Sir the view he craves.