Helen was humming quietly to herself as she waited for the security doors to the machine room to cycle. It was after midnight, and the place was completely empty except for Helen who of course had to make another change to the network. The doors opened finally, and she stepped in. The room was fairly dark as the after hours lighting was on to conserve electricity, but she could see well enough.
Walking through the countless rows of cabinets, Helen eventually made her way to the back of the floor zeroing in on the cabinet she needed. Opening up the cabinet, she put her laptop on the shelf and started to do her pre change checks to make sure everything was working before she made any changes.
A couple of minutes later, Helen felt a body press up against her back, and two hands cover her eyes. She jumped in surprise.
"Shhhhh," said a reassuring voice behind her, "Don't worry, there's nothing to be scared of."
Helen couldn't quite place the voice, but wasn't getting a creepy vibe, so she decided to play along for now.
"Who is it?" she asked, "There's not supposed to be anyone unauthorized on the floor."
"Tell you what, why don't we play a game, and see if you can guess!" said the voice, his warm muscular body pressed against her back, "If you can guess who it is, I'll give you a wish! ANYTHING you want."
"Errrr. Ok." Helen said, starting to enjoy herself a bit. "Let me ask the first question then."
"One second," the voice said and she felt a wisp of fabric replace the hands over her eyes and get tied firmly. "I hope you don't mind, but my arms were getting tired." the voice said with humour.
Helen then felt the hands run across her shoulders and down her arms. The fingers entwined in hers and crossing over, pulled her tight against the very male body. She could tell that he was taller than her by a fair bit and leaning her head back, smelled good.
The hands quickly crossed back over in the other direction, and she found herself with her hands behind her back now, still holding hands. One of his hands let go, and a moment later, she felt another texture on her skin. It was cold and smooth as it slid over the skin of her wrists. Before she knew it, she felt her wrists caught up together, and came to the realization that the smooth object was a network cable, and that her wrists were tied up with it!
Helen started to struggle and pulled at her wrists trying to get undone.
"Relax Helen," said the voice. "No one is going to hurt you. Just take it easy."
"He's right about one thing," having determined that pulling out of the makeshift restraints was going to be difficult at best, "I have to keep calm!" Helen took a deep breath and stopped her struggles.
"Alight buddy," she said to the voice behind her, allowing her annoyance to show through. "Who are you, and what do you want?"
"Who I am isn't really important, and it is what you want that is what we need to figure out!" Helen felt the warm body press up against her back again. "I might even have a few ideas!"
Helen was startled again as she felt hands touch the skin of her arms, sliding up and down their length. She felt his breath on the top of her head as he leaned into her, smelling the fresh shampoo of her recently washed hair.
"Mmmm you smell really nice and your skin is so soft." came the voice with a deep rumble.
The hands wandered up to her shoulders, kneading the muscles of her neck with strong fingers. Unable to help herself, Helen let out a little pleased moan as the tension was worked out of her tired shoulders.
"That feels heavenly!" she thought as the hands roamed from her shoulders to her neck, changing from kneading to caressing.
The fingers feathered the skin of Helen's neck, touching the sensitive skin under her jaw. She felt his warm breath on the the back of her neck, blowing gently behind her ear, making her skin tingle and break out in goosebumps. The fingers, growing bolder, drifted under the neckline of her shirt, trailing across her breastbone. Leaving warmth in their path, the hands moved out across her shoulders again and slid into the sleeve openings on her shirt.
Unable to move her bound hands to resist, Helen shivered as the hands slid down her sides, thumbs sliding under the strap of her bra, caressing the tops of her breasts.
"Uhmm.. Just what exactly are you up to?" she asked a bit breathlessly.
"I'm giving you what you want. If you want me to stop, just say so." came the whisper in her ear.
Helen remained silent in her personal darkness as the fingers slid inside her bra, cupping her breasts and lifting them out of their sanctuary. She moaned as her pert nipples rubbed the fabric, and then whimpered as they were captured between finger and thumb. Shivers slid up and down her body as her nibs were tugged and twisted lightly by the hands of the mysterious owner. The hands massaged her pale globes, constantly pulling her hard nipples. Helen felt her pussy starting to get wet.
After a few mind numbing moments for Helen, one of the hands released their prize and pulled out of her shirt. It wrapped around her waist, hooking in he belt loop in the front. Slowly, the dexterous fingers undid the button of her jeans. Helen immediately felt the tension release from around her waist, and the pants rode lower on her hips. She heard the clink of the teeth as her zipper was lowered. She spread her legs to keep them from falling.
"Do you want me to stop?" asked the voice, pulling again on her very sensitive nipples.
