As she walked through the door the complete quietness halted her dead in her tracks. βItβs never this quiet here,β she thought as she continued into the living room. Stopping to peer in the den she called out, βIβm home!β There was no answer. Starting to fear the dead quiet, she hastened her steps into the hall and made her way toward the back of the house. At each closed door she stopped, listening, dreading what might be on the other side. As she reached the last door on the left, the master bedroom, her heart was beating hard and fast. Slowly she turned the knob and pushed the door open just an inch. From inside, she could see faint glowing. Fearful, but curious, she pushed the door completely open and tried to catch her breath. Never in her life had she seen such a romantic or beautiful scene as the one laid out before her. Every flat surface was covered with candles of all shapes and sizes, burning, glowing. The soft amber reflection cast by the flames leapt as a tiny breeze fanned with the opening of the door.
Out of nowhere, her husband grabbed her by the wrist and forced her flat against the wall by the door. Using one hand to close the door, he used the other to keep her pinned where she stood. Once the door was closed he used his other free hand to move her second hand to join the first above her head against the wall. Pressing his body flat against hers, he moved his free hand down to lift her skirt and push her panties down past her hips. His lips met hers forcefully, moving her mouth open to meet the feverish probing of his hot tongue. She moaned, arching her back and forcing her pelvis against his swollen manhood. His free hand left her panties and his fingers traced a curved line down the crease between her hip and love triangle. Increasing desire caused her to quiver ever so slightly inside, moistening the folds of her already throbbing slit. Slipping a finger inside her, she threw her head back and gasped, dripping sweet love juices onto his hand. Pulling his finger back, he lifted his hand to her lips, pushing the slick finger to her waiting tongue. She happily pulled his finger into her mouth, applying suction as he began to love her mouth rhythmically with his finger. Pulling his finger from her hot mouth, he reached to his back pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs and reached up to securely cuff her wrists above her head. Once cuffed, he led her by her hair to the bed and pushed her to the mattress. Reaching above her, he pulled a length of nylon rope from between the mattress and headboard and tied a strong knot around the links between the cuffs.