I knocked her door, the door opened.
"Hello you!" she said welcoming me in "long-time no-see!"
She closed the door behind me and smiling at me she said "cup of tea?"
"Yes please" I say, hovering around for her to make the hot drink, we walk into the sitting room, where there's two small sofas of leather loaded with cushions, comfortable and inviting, we sit on differing sofas sipping tea. There's some small talk before she collects the cups and takes them into the adjacent small kitchen.
Entering the room again she has a blindfold scarf in her hands "lights out" she says, I close my eyes shut tight as she locks away my eyesight with this soft and secure cloth, tied at the back.
"stand-up" she orders, I stand as instructed, she grabs at my wrists and I offer them up.
"behind your back" she instructs me as I feel cold metal hand cuffs against my wrists and I know I am 'screwed', I hear a few clicks and I wriggle about a little to feel the bracelets pull against my straining test.
"Hmm, what do we have here then?" I guess she is looking at the bulge in my jeans, I feel her tugging at my button up trousers and the feeling of her fingers rubbing through the material, my trousers start to slide down a little as she enjoys having a good look at my bulging manhood through my shorts. My trousers drop further, perhaps to my knees now.
"shoes off" she orders me. I catch the heel of my slip --on shoes and kick them off. I'm not wearing socks because she told me not to. I feel the pile of the carpet underfoot, I'm a shy person and I know she is looking at my feet, I am very turned-on knowing of her prying eyes on me whilst I can see nothing! My hands are very secure behind me and my other senses are running wild, my heart is beating fast! She reaches her fingers into my shorts and I feel them being pulled down as I stand there dutifully as a good servant should. As my shorts drop down she orders me to step out of them. I kick away my trousers and shorts in front of me. I hear her reach for a plastic carrier bag and I know she is taking my clothes away. I stand there just wearing my shirt, now. She runs her hands over my skin around the top of my legs, my hips and her hands clasp around my cock and have a little play. I'm hard as hell, I picture myself in my mind's eye standing there with my dick at that angle leaning but pointing to the sky.
She instructs me to walk forward and she sits on the other sofa a few paces away, kneel down she orders, I follow the instructions in silence.
"Now, I am going to watch TV while you kiss pussy, so get down there!"
I hear the sound of her her TV click on, and I move downward my arms behind me, I try to move my face smoothly towards her pussy, in my darkness I kiss her flesh.