I work for a large construction company and move from project to project. On one project I was on, there was an attractive, female security guard, Lisa, that worked on the project. I never really thought much about her, and I don't think she thought much about me (she knew I was married), until one day. She made a passing remark about how her current boyfriend got embarrassed when she mentioned getting her handcuffs out. I don't know why, but that seemed to trigger something in my mind. I have never been into bondage (but always curious), but I do have a rather vivid imagination and I started to see this girl in a different light. I thought of a story about her and me. I am about to relate to you, two events; one is the fantasy I thought of. What is even more exciting to me is what happened in real life as I told Lisa my fantasy -- her reactions to my story.
One night, after everyone on the project had left for the day, I stopped in the security office on the way out. My heart was pounding as I spoke. I told her that I had been thinking of her and had a fantasy about her. I asked if she wanted to hear it -- told her it was harmless since it was just a fantasy. I held my breath to hear her reaction. I didn't know if she would be upset...tell my boss...tell my wife. She said to go ahead and tell her the story.
Below is what I told her that first night.
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Chapter One
"Lisa, I saw the gleam in your eye when you talked about the handcuffs. Do you like to be tied up?"
"Yes" she said hesitatingly.
"Would you like me to tie you up?"
"Yes, very much!"
"OK then, meet me in the parking lot after work -- after everyone is gone and it's dark out."
Both our hearts started beating faster in anticipation. I had planned this little adventure as soon as I heard Lisa's little innuendo about the handcuffs. She was always a bit of a flirt and I had been attracted to her for some time. She was quite thin with long black hair. Her security guard uniform hid a lot, but you could tell she had nice, full breasts for her slight frame. She had a very pretty face with almost white skin and dark, shiny, brown eyes, almost black. We met in the parking lot and I had her get into the passenger side of my truck and put her seat belt on. She was surprised, but didn't object as I tied the silk scarf around her head, over her eyes so she couldn't see.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"You'll find out soon enough. That's enough talking from you now."
We pulled out of the parking lot and drove away down the road. As we drove, I reached over and started rubbing my hand along the inside of her thigh. Her breathing became more rapid and she began squirming in her seat. "I knew this would get you excited. Are you getting wet now?" I asked. "Oh, yes!" she moaned. Then she grabbed my hand and pulled it hard into her pussy, rubbing me against her. "No, stop!" I shouted. "You have to wait!" With that, I pulled the truck over and took out the handcuffs. I pulled her hands behind her back and handcuffed them together. "Now you'll have to behave," I scolded. We continued down the road and I continued rubbing the inside of her thigh, occasionally pushing against her pussy. She would try to push against me but was too restrained. I could see and feel the wetness in her crotch from my teasing. Finally, I pulled into a driveway and stopped the car.
End of Chapter One
My fears about how she would react disappeared as she closed her eyes and placed her hand between her legs to rub herself as I told her the story. Then, I began to worry about my own reactions. I had never been unfaithful to my wife, but I was so completely turned on by her now. I told her that I had to go and would tell her more later...another time.
We both knew that this could lead someplace very exciting. Now we flirted with each other at work and she began to confide in me, telling me what she liked...she loved to give oral sex. She asked if I liked it and if my wife does it for me. I explained that I absolutely loved it but my wife didn't often oblige and didn't really like it herself. Lisa said she liked to give blow jobs even more than having intercourse and also liked to have her hair pulled as she did it. I customized the story for her. We were both very excited the next time we found ourselves alone together. We sat across a table from each other as I continued the story.
Chapter 2
I opened her door and helped her out of the truck, as she was still blindfolded with her hands behind her back in handcuffs. I noticed the wet spot on the crotch of her security guard uniform pants as she opened her legs to get out. I led her up some steps to the porch of an old house. I opened the door and walked inside, holding her arm to guide her through the entry and down the hall to the empty bedroom. I felt her arm trembling with fear, excitement and anticipation as we walked into the room. She couldn't see the large, four-poster bed, but she could hear the crackling of the fire and feel the warmth from the fireplace in the otherwise cold and drafty house. We stopped at the foot of the bed and I told her to get down on her knees, which she did obediently. She felt the thick fur rug that was beneath us.
"I'm going to take off the handcuffs but you must promise to behave!" I warned her. "Oh, yes, I'll behave."
I removed her handcuffs and gently rubbed her red, irritated wrists. I guided her hands to my feet and told her to untie my shoes and remove them. She performed this task with great tenderness and surprised me as she removed my socks and placed my big toe in her mouth. She sucked on it as if it were my cock and moaned as she did it.
