"Oooooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight..." mmmmm. Nothing like a little R&B, and some candles to set the mood, Renee thought as she applied Johnson's Baby Lotion all over her body. Charlie would be home from work soon and she wanted everything to be perfect for him. She'd spent the day cleaning their lovely four bedroom, 2.5 bath home. She even made his favorite meal; turkey wings, baked macaroni and cheese, with string beans (the freshly made iced tea was in the fridge.) She knew her man would appreciate it, he deserved it all and more.
"Hey Charles, how was your day sweety?" Renee called out from the upstairs master bedroom. She dropped her robe, took one final look in the full length mirror, then started down the steps.
"Baby. I know you've been working hard so I just..." she paused. Charlie's car was not in the driveway, and she didn't see anyone downstairs. She was already midway down the steps so she looked all around. Nothing. No one. But she thought she heard the door close? Maybe it was the music. She walked downstairs and over to the radio.
"If this world were mine, I would place at your feet..." she turned the already soft music down a little bit lower. Still eying the house. Charlie liked to play games sometimes. But nope, no sign of him, everything still looked the same. Renee felt a little awkward standing in the family room naked, looking around. She went back upstairs for her robe.
As she placed both feet on the second floor landing of their home and started to walk back into their master suite, she was grabbed from behind. As she tried to scream a rough hand covered her mouth. "As much as I like the fight, I don't need to get caught bitch. Scream and I swear I will write your husband a love note with your blood." A harsh voice seemed to yell in her ear. She was frozen with fear.
8:56. She caught a glimpse of the radio on the nightstand. "Charlie should've been here by now! Of all the nights to be late!!" Renee thought.
"Listen closely. Not following directions will hurt you much more than it would hurt me. I'm going to move my hands for a minute. But you aren't going to move or make a sound. Understood?"
Renee nodded her agreement.
She'd ran through her mind time and time again what to do in this type of instance. It seemed like common sense. But she didn't move. She felt her body being released, this was her home, she knew where everything was, but she just stood there. Afraid. Wishing her husband would run in and rescue her. But he didn't.
8:58, then the blindfold was put on. After that, a gag for her mouth. Finally, handcuffs held her hands firmly in place over her butt.
Then nothing. She didn't feel her attacker. She couldn't hear him move. It felt like hours of her just standing there, wondering what was going on.
"Your body is just as beautiful as I have been picturing." He eventually said. Renee trembled a bit. Scared, but also oddly excited that a strange man was eying her naked body. She worked hard to keep her 5'4 frame in shape. Sometimes Charlie worked too hard to notice.
His rough hands reappeared on her body. One touching her face, rubbing from her forehead down to her chin. The other went from under her breast, through the valley that was her waist, back out to the curve of her hip. Then around to her butt. Where it stopped.
Renee took a deep breath. Not sure what to expect. She felt his body walking around. Then he stopped behind her. She heard his zipper. This time her fight or flight instinct kicked in and she tried to run. He tackled her, causing them both to fall on the soft carpet.
"Oh no. I've been waiting way too long for this. You won't get away. Trust." He lifted her over his shoulder and walked her over to the king sized bed she shared with her husband. He tossed her across it; the handcuffs hurt her wrists a bit. She heard the double doors close. Back to his zipper. She heard a little muffled noise, most likely him taking off his pants completely.
"How could this man be so damn bold?? How did he know he had time for all this? Had he hurt Charlie? Is that why he was so sure he wouldn't get caught? Did he kill my husband? Is he going to kill me? What to do??" Renee's frantic mind wondered.
"I need you to relax. That'll make it better for both of us. Your hair is so pretty. I like the way it glistens in the sun." he said as he played in her shoulder length auburn colored hair. Men always loved her hair. But his sun comment confirmed that this man had been watching her, and most likely knew that her husband should've been home by now.
He tried to kiss her cheek, but Renee moved away. He grabbed her face and held it close to his. Began kissing again. Her cheek. Her neck. Her chest. Back up to her neck, where he began to suck.
It'd been a long time since Renee's neck had been sucked like that. And as much as she wanted to hate it and be mad, she enjoyed it...just a little. She tried rolling away, but he straddled her. He was large. Must've been about 6 feet, at least 220, 230. Charlie could take him....whenever he got here, if he got here. They were about the same size.
He left a large passion mark before he moved from sucking her neck down to her breasts. He couldn't fit her D's fully in his mouth, so he kissed them all around before reaching the nipples. While he was kissing one, he massaged the other. As he held his weight on his elbows, he cupped both breasts and began sucking her nipples. She felt his dick harden on her leg.
Renee's pussy was beyond just a little moist and she was ashamed. She didn't know what to do. Mouth gagged. Handcuffs holding her arms back. He was on top of her. She was trapped. So she didn't do anything.
"Damn, let me move on. Your breasts are beautiful, I'll be back to those." His kisses trailed down her stomach, over her neatly trimmed pubic area, which is where he stopped and readjusted. Renee braced herself, tried to prepare for his dick. But what happened surprised her. He parted her legs even further then started to play with her pussy...with a vibrator. What the hell was this guy up to??
"Damn. I brought some KY but I see I don't need it. This pussy is wet as hell already. Let me find out you enjoying this shit? You nasty bitch, I'm a STRANGER. You don't know if I'm going to kill your ass or not! Maybe....maybe if you do this next thing right, I'll spare you."
He removed her gag. A slight moan escaped her lips. "Now remember, you're still blindfolded and handcuffed, if you try shit, there is a much higher chance of me blowing your brains across this wall than of you getting away." Renee didn't move. She felt his weight shift on the bed. And she could still feel the vibrator on her clit.
"Now I have a special project for you. Ok? Take as much of this dick into your mouth as possible. It's okay if you gag a bit, but don't fucking bite me!"
