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Metamorphosis
[MF, implied D/s]

Morning came. As he did every day, he woke up early. Unlike every other day in 
recent memory, this one was different: For the first time in many years, he was 
not alone. It was a feeling that filled him to the brim with joy.

As he lay in bed waiting for his morning fog to lift, he allowed his mind to 
travel several months back in time to that special day on which they first made 
contact. He took a liking to her from the start. It was the way she carried 
herself that did it: Intelligent, friendly, cultured, and very personable. That 
they shared a number of interests was a huge plus. He recalled how their shared 
interest in the lifestyle integrated itself into their interaction, and their 
first forays into that world.

He quickly came to enjoy talking with her, even looking forward to every such 
occasion. With a slight smile, he recalled the day on which he took a chance by 
setting a daily task before her. While she did complete the assigned task, it 
didn't quite work out as he expected and they agreed to discontinue it. 
Nevertheless, he was extremely pleased with her honesty and frankness in every 
matter, and both were thrilled at the opportunity to cultivate their 
relationship in new ways. He recalled several instances where their 
conversations morphed into D/s play. Neither batted an eyelash at this because 
they both saw them as teachable moments disguised as fun. It allowed them to 
grow closer as friends, and his heart leapt when he finally saw a chance to do 
something special for her; or as he put it: applying their respective lifestyle 
roles, to reward her for being oh-so-very-good. Thus it was that he arranged 
for a small party to celebrate her: She arrived at his house the previous night. 
He promised her a special dinner out with some friends, followed by a movie they 
both wanted to see. It wasn't until after her arrival that she learned none of 
their friends would not make it. Still, he promised her dinner out, and he was 
intent on keeping that promise even if the celebration was deferred.

Upon their return, the light in the foyer light was out. He bade her wait a 
moment whilst he went to turn on a different light in the den. Moments later, 
after she followed, she received a surprise greeting from all their friends and 
was feted as he felt she deserved. He couldn't help giggle again at the look of 
surprise on her face when she came into that room the night before.

Though it was late by the time the celebration ended and everyone else had left, 
they sat down to watch the movie. As it progressed, they moved closer to each 
other on the couch, until she was almost leaning against him. Almost 
unconsciously, he put his arm around her and felt a thrill as she rested her 
head on his shoulder. This is how they remained for the rest of the movie.

It was very late by the time the movie ended. He helped her into her coat and 
offered to walk her to her car. However, it had gotten extremely foggy by then. 
Upon seeing that, he told her he'd feel better if she didn't drive in that, and 
invited her to spend the night instead. Her response was etched quite vividly in 
his memory: She leaned in to him and kissed his forehead. That action took him 
off-guard, but he didn't show it. Instead he embraced her and curled his fingers 
in her tresses and, right there on the fog-enshrouded porch, guided her lips to 
his. He kissed her hard, and she quickly melted into him. Breaking the kiss, he 
looked deep into her eyes with an expression of pride, then took her hands and 
retreated back inside. There they kissed again and allowed each others' hands to 
freely roam. He stopped her then, stepping back with an unspoken question in his 
eyes. Her gaze dropped in response as she freely gave herself over to his control.

What followed did so in the typically cliche way in which such things usually 
do, complete with the trail of discarded garments and disturbed furnishings 
that spoke in loud volumes of the passion and desire which many such activities 
entail. A discerning eye might pick out a few hints of what some of them might 
have been, if properly scrutinized. Suffice it to say that her submission was 
true, and when their bodies met at last in that merging embrace, he gifted her 
with his deepest, most heartfelt affections. When sleep began to take hold of 
them, it did so with them spooning. His arm wrapped protectively about her, and 
his hand cupping her soft breast, caressing it with his thumb as he nuzzled her 
neck. She herself felt vibrant and content, a peaceful smile reflecting all of 
that which his gentle embrace projected. A playful wriggle to again feel his 
hardness stir, that hardness with which he took her, binding her to himself. 
She knew she was safe and cared about, and that knowledge carried her off into 
her slumber.

Her stirring brought him out of his reverie. He rolled onto his side and gazed 
at her for a long while, before setting about starting the day. He gathered 
their discarded clothing, cleaned up, and made breakfast before returning to 
rouse her. As he watched her sleep he couldn't help but admire her beauty. A 
desire to show her how much he appreciated her gift overcame him, and uncovering 
her, he began to cover her body with soft kisses. Her sweet scent filled the air 
as he did his work, even as it slowly roused her from her slumber. Soft moans 
escaped her lips as he neared the fountain of her heady scent, and then she 
parted invitingly. His tongue grazed the wet petals of her core and her body 
quivered. When he drew her nether lips into his mouth, her moans grew louder as 
her arousal grew. As he flicked his tongue across her bud, and gently blew upon 
it, she exploded in a thundering climax, drenching him. It was, he told her, 
just the beginning; a token of how he felt about her. After sharing the 
breakfast he prepared, they went back and made love several times with abandon. 
In between they cuddled, and talked, and explored, and enjoyed each other's 
company.

Alas, the time eventually came when she did indeed have to return home. But 
before she left, he asked her to help him steady the ladder so he can re-tighten
the light bulb in the foyer. As he looked upon her from atop the stepladder when 
she handed him the replacement bulb, he couldn't help feeling pride for her. 
Telling her as much, he added how much he looked forward to everything their 
newly redefined relationship would bring.