"You can't fool me forever."
"What do you mean?" He was indignant.
"I know that you want to, you're just a bit apprehensive." She leaned close, her breath tickling his ear, her soft breasts lightly brushing his forearm. "It's okay, you can trust me. When it 's over, I'll vow it never happened."
"I don't think-"
She cut his words off by pressing her lips against his, slipping her tongue between them to meet his. He responded in kind, his tongue running along hers. Her slender fingers ran thru his dark lustrous hair as their kiss deepened. Their mouths opened wider to allow, the dance that is kissing, more room. Both pairs of eyes were closed, the participants focusing solely on the tasting of each other. His hands moved seemingly of their own accord, finding their way to her fine round ass. They gave it a healthy squeeze and pulled her hips ever so closer to the man's. She ended the kiss, opening her dark eyes to gaze into his. Both of them were breathing heavier now, if only slightly.
"I can feel it, can't you?" She asked lustily, her lips returning to his ear.
He didn't respond with words, but closed his eyes again, trying to remember his reasons for not wanting this. He felt the woman slide off his lap, her breasts still pressed against him as she stood behind him. She brought his right arm behind him, kissing his wrist. She did the same with his left. He thought perhaps he knew what she was up to, but despite his innermost wishes to end it, he stayed still.
A moment later, as he suspected, cold metal encircled his right wrist, followed immediately by his left. He felt a strong pang of arousal and his pants grow slightly tighter. Behind him, the woman was running her tongue along the cuffs where they touched his skin. He rattled them slightly and she laughed-a small silvery sound. She sounded almost childlike, he thought but that was replaced by the sensation of her sucking gently on his neck, her hands starting at his shoulders running down his chest, to his crotch. There they stopped. He watched the wedding band on the hand that massaged his semi erect penis thru his clothing.
Her lips were at his ear again. He could almost hear her smile as she whispered to him in a voice heavy with want. "I love you. Trust me with this and you won't regret it."
He said nothing, for there was little to say. His vague answers and implied refusals to her sexual advances had gotten him here. He wasn't entirely sure that she would in fact go thru with it. He heard a rustling of fabric behind him, as he was sure she was removing her clothing. A moment later, he was surprised by her tying a makeshift blindfold over his eyes. In another breath, her hot naked body was on his lap again. He could feel her heart thumping against his chest, her breaths coming quicker as she grew more aroused. He pulled involuntarily against the cuffs in an effort to touch her breasts as she brought them up to his lips. He sucked the nearest nipple into his mouth, running his tongue over it, loving the sensation of it hardening to his touch. She moaned ever so slightly and her hands rested on the back of his neck, her arms on his shoulders.
"Harder..." She gasped.
He obeyed, sucking harder on her nipple, closing his teeth around it lightly. She involuntarily rewarded him by wriggling in his lap, her hot wet sex against the erection trapped in his pants.