As she usually did, Amy knocked, opened her neighbor's back door and walked into the kitchen. She called out "Hello!" and then put the casserole she had fixed in the refrigerator. Her neighbors, Frank and Joy, were in Europe for the summer, but their 18 year old son, Jeff, had stayed home. He had just graduated from high school and Amy suspected he hadn't gone with his parents to Europe because he wanted to be on his own. She had told his parents that she would keep an eye on him, so they had reluctantly agreed that he could stay.
"Jeff, it's Amy," she called out as she started down the hall. She could hear music and figured he couldn't hear her, so instead of yelling again she just went to the doorway of his room and looked in. "I brought you..." She stopped talking and just stared. Jeff was on his bed. He was naked and had his eyes closed as he played with his cock, masturbating while hard rock blared from the radio on his nightstand.
Jeff suddenly opened his eyes and for a split second he and Amy just looked at each other. Then Jeff yelled "Holy shit!!" and scrambled for his clothes which were scattered on the floor. Amy backed away from the doorway but couldn't take her eyes off of Jeff. "What the hell are you doing!!??" he yelled.
"Jeff, I'm so sorry! I called out but you didn't answer... I...I... uhh..." Amy couldn't think of anything else to say, so she turned and quickly left.
The rest of the day Amy kept thinking about the "incident", as she thought of it. She felt bad about walking in on Jeff, but at the same time, she admitted to herself that she had enjoyed that brief moment of seeing him naked. She felt guilty, but it had been a long time since she had seen a naked man.
She had gotten married right after finishing college. Her husband Mark was a great guy, and very smart. He had started a company which became very successful, and they had enjoyed a nice life until Mark was killed in an auto accident one night three years ago. Between the proceeds from the sale of his company, life insurance and the settlement with the other driver's insurance company, she was left with enough money so that she didn't have to work. She had moved, made new friends including Jeff's parents, and was finally feeling normal again.
Seeing Jeff naked had made her realize how much she missed being with a man. She and Mark had enjoyed an active sex life, with her as the driving force. He was in charge at his company, but he was very happy to let her be in charge of their private life. For her part, she enjoyed the control, especially of their sex life. Now, at the age of 38 and feeling alive again, she hungered to have that control again.
Finally reaching a decision, Amy went back to her neighbors' house late that afternoon. She knocked on the back door, and then stepped into the kitchen. She called Jeff's name loudly and this time waited for him to respond. A moment later he walked into the kitchen. "Hi Jeff. Look, I think we need to talk about what happened this morning."
"I don't want to talk about it--it was embarrassing," Jeff replied.
"I think we should. Could we just go sit in the living room?" Amy practically begged. Jeff grudgingly agreed and they moved into the living room. Once they were seated, Amy said, "Look, I'm really sorry I walked in on you but you shouldn't be embarrassed. Everybody masturbates--especially young men."
"Not everybody gets seen doing it!" Jeff said angrily.
"True," Amy admitted, "but almost everyone has had a similar experience in a sexual situation--either they got seen or some disaster happened. One time when my husband & I were in Las Vegas at one of the high rise hotels, we got naked and I tied him to the bed, sucked him and then rode him like a cowgirl 'til we both came. When I got off the bed and turned around, I saw people in other rooms in the adjoining tower staring at us. We hadn't closed the drapes because we thought we couldn't be seen through the reflective coating on the windows, but when I saw the people I realized that if I could see them, they could see us--and by their expressions, they had!" Amy hadn't really intended to share such a personal experience, but just blurted it out trying to support her point.
Jeff chuckled, and then a moment later asked, "You tied him to the bed?"
"Yeah, we enjoyed bondage occasionally..." Again, this was very personal, but under the circumstances it seemed o.k to tell Jeff. She hadn't meant to sound so wistful though.
"I've wondered what that would be like," Jeff said quietly.
"You mean to tie up a girl?" Amy asked.
"No--to be tied up by a girl." Jeff said this even more quietly.
Amy had wanted to talk to Jeff simply to be sure there was no awkwardness between them after the incident this morning, but now the conversation had gone in a completely different, unexpected, and personal direction. The question was, how far did she want to take things?
Making up her mind, Amy asked "How would you like to find out?"
"What?"
"How it feels to be tied up by a girl. There's nobody here but you and me--it seems like a perfect time." As she said this Amy felt heat rising within her.
Jeff hesitated, then said "Umm...o.k."
"Stand up and take your shirt off" Amy said firmly as she rose to her feet and moved toward Jeff. She felt a quiver in her stomach as she pulled the belt from his jeans. "Now turn around and put your hands behind your back." She smiled at the way he followed her commands promptly, without question. It felt good to be in control, and to have a male obey her again. She looped the belt around his wrists a couple of times and then tied it off. Reaching around, she began to brush her palms very lightly against him, moving her hands slowly over his chest. When she brushed them over his nipples he sucked in his breath. "So your nipples are sensitive, huh? Good to know." Jeff just groaned softly.
Amy was thrilled and excited. He had a beautiful body, with hard, well-defined muscles in his shoulders and chest, and a flat, firm stomach. Her hands slowly travelled down his ribcage and then across his stomach, still just barely touching his skin. Then Jeff straightened up and stopped breathing as she pushed her fingers under the top of his jeans and then the waistband of his underwear. She chuckled and said, "Breathe! I don't want you to pass out on me." He made an inarticulate sound deep in his throat and then cried out loudly as she closed her right hand around his rapidly growing penis, while at the same time she began to gently play with his balls with her left.
"Oh God!" Jeff uttered hoarsely.
"So you like this, do you?" she teased.
She pulled her hands out and smiling at him said, "Now I want to take a good look at you. You don't mind, do you?" Breathing rapidly, he just shook his head. "That's good, because you can't do anything about it anyway, can you?" He just watched as she unfastened his jeans, pulled the zipper down, pushed them down to his ankles and then made him step out of them. His cock was straining against his briefs. "Poor thing, I think it wants to be set free" she said as she patted it firmly. Jeff grunted and stepped back. "Where are you going?" Amy asked as she stepped forward, dropped to her knees and slowly pulled his briefs down. His stiff cock sprang to its full height.
Amy stared at it, enthralled at the sight. "You
are
a big boy, aren't you?" He had the biggest cock she had ever seen. Reaching out, she ran her finger up and down it, feeling the bumps and ridges. Without taking her eyes off of it, she asked "Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No" Jeff gasped.
Amy wrapped her hand around his penis and squeezed lightly. As he groaned, she asked "Have you had intercourse with a girl?"
"No." This came out as another gasp.
"Well, we need to do something about that." Amy stood up, not letting go of Jeff's cock. She gave a slight tug, and still grasping him, started walking toward his bedroom. Jeff groaned loudly and stumbled along next to her. When they entered the bedroom, she pushed him onto the bed and told him to lay on his back. With his hands bound behind him it was an uncomfortable position. He started to complain, but then Amy began taking off her clothes and he forgot about his discomfort. When she was naked, he stared at her with an expression of wonder. She laughed and said, "Like what you see?" Jeff just nodded his head.