Slow Seduction
Dear Readers,
I am excited to share my first story submitted here. I would like to give HUGE props to Ezeerider for his generosity in volunteering his time and expert editing for this story. I will also forewarn that this piece contains very mild bondage and dominance, so if that is not your cup of tea, then maybe this story won't be either.
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Checking the time on the dash and noticing I might have arrived a little too early, I rolled up to the curb, making sure my car was not visible behind the hedge running down to the sidewalk, and shut off the engine - but not the anxiety that had knotted my stomach all day as I thought about the coming evening.
I had been planning this for some time, and despite having it all worked out in my head, I was still nervous. Though I could vividly recall a variety of sexual experiences over the past eighteen years, I had never done anything like what I was about to do.
My timing needed to be right, so I occupied myself by replying to a few messages, and then checked the time again. My heart thudded in my chest as I realized it was finally late enough that the kids would be asleep. "Calm down you bloody fool," I scolded myself. I dropped my phone into the inside pocket of my peacoat, pushed on my gloves, grabbed my briefcase and got out using the remote to lock it behind me.
The wind was whipping and it was bitter cold. I pulled up the hood to cover my ears. I stayed by the hedge, in the shadows, as I headed up the long driveway. When I reached where the drive meets the front walk, I reached down and unscrewed the top of a solar light and retrieved the spare key I knew was hidden under the cap. Wasting no time, I went to the front door and quietly let myself in, locking the deadbolt behind me.
Just inside the door, I stood and listened. Music was playing low, and I heard her singing along. That being the only noise, I determined my timing was good. I could see the door down the hallway was open and the room was dark, so I stalked silently down the hall and slipped into the room without making a sound. There was enough light filtering in through the gaps in the window blinds that I could see the outline of the furniture; the bed, the plush bench at the foot of the bed, the desk and chair across the room, and the armchair in the corner.
I laid my briefcase on the bed and peeled off my gloves and coat, depositing them on the armchair in the corner. I moved the briefcase to rest atop my coat. As I pressed a button to release a latch on the briefcase, I held my hand over it to keep it from snapping open and making noise. I did the same with the other, reducing the noise to two very quiet clicks. Lifting the lid, I removed two black nylon straps that looked like seatbelt straps with metal rings attached to them. I went to the bottom of the bed and assessed the bed posts, determining that they would work nicely. I secured a strap to each of the posts and adjusted the length of the straps to my liking. Returning to the briefcase, I removed the items I was after; the Velcro cuffs, lined with plush material to avoid chafing, and the black silk blindfold. Stuffing them into my back pocket, I took a long deep breath and noiselessly emerged from the room.
I paused in the hallway to listen, assessing where she was so I didn't give myself away. I heard some rustling ahead and tip toed a few steps down the carpeted hallway toward the back of the house, stopping short of the family room so I didn't expose myself and glanced around the edge of the wall. I could see her around to the right, standing with her back to me, facing a chair, folding the laundry that was piled onto it.
I lurked there for a moment drinking her in with my eyes. She was wearing loose fitting, but very short, black shorts with lace around the bottom. When she leaned over I could see the twin crescents of her ass peeking out the bottom edge. I thought about how I could come up behind her, my hands easily skimming up under the shorts and getting two handfuls of that luscious ass. I smirked from my hiding spot as I continued my visual appraisal. She was wearing a matching black tank top, equally loose. It had thin straps and was cut low in the back so that it revealed the valley between her shoulder blades. When she turned slightly to the side, I could see that it was a gaping v-neck displaying an appetizing cleavage. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, as her luscious breasts swayed under her top.
I had to stifle a groan at the sight of her voluptuous curves and swaying breasts, my mind absorbed in lascivious intentions. My pulse quickened, and it was no surprise that my arousal had awakened the beast and it was already nearly raging.
Mmmmm. This woman.
She may have been carrying a few extra pounds, but her skin was creamy and smooth and that little bit extra just made her curvy, and
so
sexy, not to mention her succulent breasts.
Oh, hell
. 36DD. I couldn't wait to ravage them.
I took one more deep breath, and then I set out across the carpet, the music and her singing disguising any noise I might have made as I prowled up behind her. With two deft arms I pounced; my right arm going around the top of her shoulders clamping my hand over her mouth, and my left going around her abdomen and arms. After I was in possession of her, I pulled back and lifted slightly, causing her to lose her balance, eliminating any chance she might have had to try to escape.
I wasted no time and swiftly had her pinned between me and the nearby wall, my hand still clamped over her mouth. I put my mouth aside her ear, just letting her hear me breathing for a few seconds, which caused her chest to start heaving. Then, I assaulted her ear with my whispered growl, "I am giving you only one chance. I am going to take my hand away from your mouth.
Do not scream
. You wouldn't want to wake anyone up now, would you?" I jeered.
She shook her head.
My hand still firmly clasped over her mouth, I continued, "Because I
will
gag you if I have to." I paused for effect. "You won't scream?"
Reaffirming, she shook her head.
I removed my hand slowly, sliding it down from her mouth to her chin, so I still had a hold on her. I smirked to myself and growled quietly in her ear, "Good girl."
I moved my hand down further so that it was on her neck. (Don't get ahead of yourself. I had no intention of choking her.) I put my hand around her throat loosely, giving a little caress up to her ear before moving my hand back down to her throat and applying just enough pressure to pull her head back toward me. My tactic worked, and I could tell I had intimidated her when she gasped in surprise as I gently clutched her neck. I grinned smugly.
I let go of her neck and seized her right wrist and placed it up and behind her head. I leaned my upper body into her to hold her against the wall once again so I was able to remove my left hand from around her abdomen and retrieve the Velcro cuffs from my pocket. I deftly used both hands to wrap a cuff around her right wrist, holding it in place behind her head with my right hand. Then, I grabbed her left wrist with my left hand and brought it up behind her neck, securing the other cuff around that wrist, hooking the two together and holding them behind her neck with my right hand.
She chose this time to try to protest. "You know, my husband will be home anytime now," she said with indignation.
I chuckled at her weak attempt to dissuade me. I nuzzled her neck, breathing her in before nipping her ear lobe, eliciting a small surprised gasp. I groaned in response and she squirmed against me in a meager attempt to struggle. To no avail, may I add. I gruffly whispered, "I happen to know that he is delayed this evening, so we have some time."
One thing left. I reached my left hand in my pocket and took out the silk blindfold. I pressed my weight into her, dominating her, and hissed into her ear, "Don't move." Hearing my words, her breath caught, to my satisfaction. I used both hands to secure the silk blindfold behind her head, being careful not to tie her hair into it.
Satisfied with the cuffs and blindfold, I grabbed the hooked cuffs with my right hand and wrapped my left arm around her abdomen again, pressing myself against her so she could feel my raging erection against her backside. I would venture to guess that it was stiffer and fuller than what was normal for me. I would need to be careful because I definitely wanted to take my time with her.
Yanking on the cuffs, I brought her head back so that it was beside my mouth. I breathed in her scent. It was
intoxicating.
My lusty groan filled her ear, and I said gruffly, "I remind you... we don't want to wake anyone, so I suggest you surrender to me and do as I say." She made no attempt to respond, so I tugged on the cuffs, "Do you understand?"
She nodded.
"Not good enough. Tell me," I demanded in a gravelly whisper.
Her voice was soft and breathy as she responded, "I understand."
"Good," I breathed into her ear.
"Now..." I mumbled, more to myself than to her, indicating that I was ready to get started.
She was already standing about a foot from the wall. I arranged her forearms on the wall in front of her blindfolded eyes, her elbows out to the sides so she was bracing herself on the wall. I held her hands in place with my right hand and used my feet to push hers about two feet apart. I kept my toes on the inside of her heels to keep her from moving her feet. I was still pressing my body against her, with my left arm around her abdomen.
"Now, hold still," I muttered in her ear in a throaty, desire-filled voice. Still pressing my body and erection into her backside, I let go of her hands and brought both of mine to her waist, and then slithered my hands up her skin and under her loose top. She squirmed, which only made her ass rub against my erection, eliciting a ravenous groan from me. She stilled as I continued to explore her, my fingers drifting across her abdomen like feathers. Then, I used the backs of my fingernails to trail up her sides, which sent a shiver through her body. I smiled with satisfaction and continued my slow, feather touch along her ribcage.
I skimmed my hands over the sides of her breasts. I could feel her tense up. I slid my hands around under her exquisite breasts and held them before I started fondling her nipples; rolling them between my thumb and index finger, giving them little twists. I grasped her breasts and pulled her toward me so I could rub her ass with my greedy cock. At the stimulation in both places, she became a little restless.
