It’s dark. I arrive at your house and pull into the driveway. On the front door there is a note that reads “Come inside, put your things down in the living room and go up to the bedroom.”
I put my bags down on the couch, take off my coat and shoes and climb the stairs quietly. My heart is starting to pound with anticipation. I hear the music of Enigma playing upstairs.
On the bedroom door you have put a note and your leather blindfold. The note instructs me to put the blindfold on and enter the room. I slip on the blindfold smelling the leather. A little shiver escapes me.
I slowly enter the room, as I cannot see. “Close the door” I hear you say. Your voice comes to me over your speakers so I don’t know where you are. After closing the door I stand there and wait for further instructions. The waiting seems like eternity. I know you are teasing me by making me stand there, not saying anything. I can smell candles burning. They are scented with a slight musky smell. The hairs on my skin are at attention as are all of my senses.
“Unbutton your blouse” you say. I am not sure if you are in the room, if your voice is recorded or if you are hiding somewhere and speaking over a microphone. I slowly unbutton my blouse, taking my time and opening it up slightly as I go down.
“Open it up all the way for me.” With trembling fingers I slide the fabric over my naked breasts revealing them to you. As I do, I take each of my nipples in my thumbs and index fingers and pinch them slightly. Shivers run down my spine and settle in my moist pussy.
“Caress your tits” you say to me. I still don’t know if you are talking to me while watching me or if you have recorded this, knowing that I would have touched myself when I opened up my blouse. Your voice is firm, yet quiet, and coming out of the speakers. I place my hands on the outer side of my breasts and push them together creating the cleavage that you so love. I begin to massage them with rounded movements taking the nipples between my fingers and tweaking them. I imagine they are your hands on me. My back arches, pushing my chest out farther.
“Do you want me to lick your nipples?” A slow soft “yes” escapes my lips as I continue to fondle my breasts.
“Lick your fingertips and make them slippery wet then slide them over your hard nipples. That’s my tongue on you.”
As I do that, my head falls back and I let out a moan wishing it really were you there. My breathing is becoming shorter and shallower. I inhale deeply through my nostrils and let out a slow groan.
“Put your hands behind your back, holding your wrists and just stand there.” I do as I am told imagining what will happen next. I listen for any sounds of you in the room but the music is playing too loudly for me to hear the possible whisper of your body moving in the room. I wait and wait but nothing is spoken to me. I listen to the music and smell the candles. I can feel that my nipples are very hard and that my body is very warm. The hairs on my neck rise as I sense a presence near me. A warmth spreads across my right ear. It feels like your breath. Naked skin touches my right shoulder ever so slightly causing me to gasp. I don’t move.
A light touch of tongue slithers over my earlobe. My moaning becomes louder now. I wait and wait but nothing happens. I think I hear a movement over the carpet.
“Turn and face the door” you say over the stereo. With a little difficulty I turn to what I think is the door. With the blindfold on I cannot be sure.
“Slide your pants down your legs bending over while you do. When you get to your ankles, hold them with your hands and stay that way. Leave your panties on.”
