It was 92 degrees in the shade and after a long day of mowing lawns and trimming trees, was ready to take a nice swim in my neighbor's kidney shaped pool. I practically lived with Terry Hart, the 5'7", boyishly handsome, well-tanned, 19-year-old, with a smooth face, big blue eyes, thick clean-cut sandy-brown hair, and a smooth well-toned 145 pound frame, from middle school until we graduated high school. I was still welcome during summer break of college and figured Terry would already be in the water, after all it was after 5:00 and he got off life guard duty at the public beach at 4:00.
I was already wearing my red Speedo that was a size small, but being a 19-year-old college kid, didn't have too much spare cash to play with. I pulled my ten speed bike into the garage and walked in through the kitchen. I figured I would grab a cold soda on my way to the backyard. I heard muffled sounds in the livingroom and then a crash!
"Hello!" I called out through the kitchen. "Terry! Mrs. Hart! Is anybody home?"
Ummph mph!" Someone tried to call out!
Being nosy by nature went to investigate.
I found poor Roxy Hart, the 5'5", Barbie doll faced gorgeous, 43-year-old, mother, with high cheekbones, big almond shaped hazel eyes, thick just below her shoulders curly fiery-red hair, and the most remarkable 36GG-24-38 hourglass figure her overstuffed leopard print bra, matching spandex full-cut panty, and suntan controltop pantyhose hugged like a second skin, struggled on the plush red livingroom carpet, her well-manicured hands secured behind her back, her pencil thin ankles taped together, (I wondered how such dainty looking ankles could support so much woman), and a worn pair of pantyhose had been stuffed in her luscious mouth and two 3" wide strips of stretchy flesh colored tape had been plastered over her pouty red lips! She was covered in sweat and in all the right places too! I could see her tiny blood-red nipples poking against the front of the too full bra cups, and the outline of her clean shaven vulva was quite noticeable. The poor MILF was completely helpless and at my mercy! The front of my red Speedo tented out prominently as my big baby-blue eyes took the beautiful sight in!
I must have stared a little too long and wasn't paying attention. I was grabbed from behind and a cloth soaked in chloroform was pressed against my smooth baby face!
I was unconscious for quite a while. I felt someone kick my spandex clad butt a few times and slowly woke up on a queen sized bed with a leopard print bedspread on it. I looked in the full length mirror on the closet door and saw a poor helpless 5'6", well-tanned, teenager with big baby-blue eyes, thick wavy golden-blonde hair and a nicely chiseled 135 pound frame, that my obscenely tight Speedo barely contained my suddenly very erect thick circumcised 8" penis, it was me and my hands were taped behind my back, my ankles secured with the same 3" wide stretchy flesh colored medical tape, a worn red spandex panty was jammed in my mouth and two wide strips of tape placed over my smooth baby face! I was no help to Mrs. Hart at all. I rolled over and saw the gorgeous ultra-buxom beauty struggle. Since it was summer the bedroom was still light enough for me to look around.
The dresser was a mess and jewelry box was knocked over and looted, the drawers were opened and clothes were scattered on the floor. I must have walked in on a burglary!
Roxy meowed incoherently through her pantyhose stuffed mouth as I tried to figure out what happened and why I was more excited than ever! The house for the most part was quiet. I hoped the burglar was gone.
I didn't figure out what happened right away, but from the smell of Roxy's sweat and having her huge bosom pressed against my smooth well-tanned chest, knew why I was so excited that I had a climax in my spandex swimsuit without even touching myself! I had more than my share of erotic dreams with Mrs. Roxy Hart in them, but never beside her! I was embarrassed, but when she turned around, no easy task for a bound and gagged person and even harder for such a top heavy captive, got erect all over again! She moved her taped hands around and meowed incoherently again! I got the hint and rolled on my side so my hands were against her backside.
I at first tried to undo the tape around the gorgeous buxom redhead's hands, but was too excited and could not resist touching her plump firm round bottom that the pantyhose and full-cut panty only emphasized too well! She was soaked from sweat and urine and I began to get wet as I moved around the urine soaked bedspread. Instead of helping her get loose busted a nut instead! I was too aroused to be of any help. She tried to work my tape loose though and kept bumping into me, which felt good!
It began to get dark. I wondered where Terry was, it wasn't like him not to be home by this time. Then I remembered he was seeing a girl who worked in the town library. He had been flirting with her since he got back from college. May-be they went on a first date. It would have to be on this night, but then again it was Friday night.
Roxy had no more luck with my bound hands than I did with her's, even though she tried a lot harder and spent a good hour with the stretchy flesh colored medical tape, that stuck like glue to our skin.
I had nothing but naughty thoughts as the sexiest woman in town struggled on her bed with me as an uninvited guest in it with her. I could do twenty years for what I was thinking and dreaming during this period of idle time. I needed to go to the bathroom!
Roxy rolled off of the bed and hopped across the dark room! I got hard watching as her enormous natural wonders bounced up and down, the bra barely contained them as she turned on the light by backing into the switch! She looked around and saw the unplugged phone on the floor, no wonder why it hadn't rung at all, and she worked from home as a real estate agent, so not hearing it ring was unusual.
She nodded her head and meowed through her pantyhose stuffed mouth. She seemed angry with me. I finally rolled off of the bed and hopped over to her, no easy task for me, and I assumed a bigger challenge for her top heavy frame.
She hopped into the livingroom of her white ranch house with black trim and looked for the second phone, it was disconnected too. The kitchen trip was a waste of time; the phone was off of the yellow wall and lying on the marble counter top. She turned on the light and looked for something sharp. She awkwardly went for a drawer.
I wet my Speedo with warm yellow urine and stood in the middle of the puddle on her shiny black tiled floor. I just hoped we got loose soon; I had to take a crap!
Roxy fumbled with the contents of the drawer as I hopped to help her out. I was a sweaty mess and now stunk, but she did too. I had wood in my Speedo again as she motioned me to turn around. The cold steel against my body made me tense up!