Free The Stranger Master (Vol. 2 - Total Control) by Sofia Paz Page B

was practically empty.
     
    The mall had an abundance of fast food outlets and several restaurants, Greek, Italian, French, but it was still early, not yet lunchtime and diners were sparse. Most customers, she noticed, would order baguettes or bagels with coffee to go, and none seemed to loiter long at the tables. Katherine decided on the French place because firstly, it was the only restaurant with any kind of real activity and secondly, it was on the ground floor and in the back of her mind, Katherine still had a kind of half plan for a quick get-away should she need one. Katherine bought the local newspaper from a vendor at the top of the escalator then rode the stairs back down to the ground floor. The French restaurant had six tables arranged haphazardly at its front. Katherine chose a table furthest from the entrance and sat with her back against a partition of fake wine plants and sunflowers. She opened the newspaper and lay it across the small, round wooden table. A bored young waiter dressed in black jeans and a white shirt took her order. In a few minutes, he was back with her glass of white wine.
     
    Katherine sipped at her Chardonnay and pretended to read the newspaper. Anyone noticing her at this point would have seen only an innocent, attractive, forty-something woman, wearing a skirt that was slightly too short for this time of year, enjoying a pre-lunch glass of wine, while taking a time-out to read the local news. On the outside, Katherine appeared serenely calm, normal; but on the inside, her heart was racing and her mind was in turmoil. And one glass of wine, she thought, would not be enough for what she was about to do.
     
    As the waiter was bringing her a second glass of Chardonnay, a man sat down at the table opposite Katherine. She watched him closely from the corner of her eye, all the time pretending to be engrossed in her newspaper. He was good looking, she thought to herself, about 50, maybe less. He wore an expensive but casual suit, and had a short, military style haircut that fitted the shape of his sun-tanned face. The man ordered onion soup, fresh white bread and a glass of Burgundy. Katherine strained to hear the sound of his voice but there was too much peripheral noise. Yet she saw when the man spoke, the waiter smiled and then began to laugh. The man smiled too, and when the waiter returned with his order, the man said something else that made the waiter laugh even harder.
     
    Confident, Katherine thought, the man was relaxed, good natured, and appeared to have a witty sense of humour...he's the lucky guy, Katherine decided. Turning slightly in her chair, she angled her body so that her crossed knees were pointing directly at the man. Staring intently down at the newspaper, Katherine slowly uncrossed her legs, and began to spread her thighs...When they reached their widest point, she held them there, so turned on that she could nearly feel the juices running down her thighs. She secretly hoped the man had noticed as well.
     
    *****
     
    The drive home seemed to take forever. Katherine felt triumphant and almost liberated. She had done what Sir... (Dominic!) had demanded of her and she knew it was a test of loyalty, but Katherine had not expected this feeling of utter exhilaration. She actually liked what she had done. She could still feel the man's eyes on her, and she vividly remembered how the stark outline of his slowly erecting penis had appeared through his trousers. She had never felt so dirty , and yet so empowered in all her life. Katherine had an itch between her legs she desperately needed to scratch.
     
    The red and blue flashing lights in her rear-view mirror brought Katherine back down to Earth with a bump. She glanced down at the Volvo's speedometer and saw she had been driving at over 65 miles per hour. Katherine shook her head and spat an expletive. She didn't need this bullshit; what she needed was to get home and feed the sexual beast inside her.
     
    Katherine saw the