She came by one day a few months after their divorce while Kevin was away on a business trip.
When I opened the door, she looked fabulous, as if she had done a makeover. "Kim! Hi! What brings you up here?" I asked, trying to mask my sudden excitement at seeing her look so good. She was wearing a two-piece sort of business outfit. It was a crushed black-velvet jacket with a short skirt and a white silk blouse with a ruffled collar. It made her look authoritative and sexy at the same time.
"You're always welcomed here, so come in." I was trying to be charming. "Oh thank you. I can't stay too long. I just came by to pick up a few things that I left behind while he's not here to whine. I'll just get what I need and say goodbye before I leave. Don't let me tie you up."
She was so nice to be around for a change. I wanted to visit, but I chose to look busy and went back into my room. I noticed that she seemed to be much quieter than she used to be around the house. I went back out and as I started down the hall, she stopped me and began to talk.
"I hope you don't think I'm a bitch for leaving him. He just seems to have given up on life these past few years." She started to run her hand up my shoulder and around my neck. "You may have a few years on him, but you seem so much younger. You're fun and you like to do things. I've always liked that about you." She pulled me in tight and hugged me in a way that seemed not so much to say "I miss you" as "I want to fuck you." I tried to feign indifference.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked lamely. She looked at me as if to say "you fool" and then she jammed her tongue into my mouth. She was firm and good and felt fantastic. I could sense that I was about to become her prey. I sighed in apprehension.
"Come now, you can't tell me you don't want this. I know you dig women and I also know you're kind of shy and never date. I'll bet do yourself pretty often. I'd also bet that you're a really good fuck."
She eased me towards the bed-his bed!
"I umm, found what I came here for, in case you were wondering." She pushed me back onto the bed and stood over me, taking off her blouse and taking control. She undid my shirt and left it splayed open on the bed. She laid on top of me and began to kiss my neck, her naked breasts rubbing against me.
"I know you're kind of freaky about this, but what if you can't stop me? If I get too forceful to resist and seduce you against your will, then you shouldn't feel guilty, right?"
She opened a night stand drawer and produced a pair of leather handcuffs. "Let's just say your hands were tied..." Assuredly and with a wicked smile, she locked a cuff around each of my wrists. She then took out two tethers from the drawer, fastened the cuffs to them and tied me up securely to the bedposts. She undid my pants, took them off and tied my feet up as well, rendering me all but motionless. She then crawled back on top of me.
"You see, it was my idea to have you move in here in the first place. He didn't want you, but I persisted and got my way as usual, just like I'm going to do now." She continued to kiss and lick my chest, my nipples, my stomach, letting me feel her breasts slide down my body. She slid my cock in between them, breast-fucking me until I began to moan.
"Don't let me down, now-we're just getting started." She began to lick the underside of my cock, flicking her tongue wildly just below the head, the most sensitive spot. She then drove her lips down the length of it, sucking and twisting on it furiously as she went. I felt like I was going to lose it and started to thrust upward.
