The following evening I drove straight home from work. I live alone so if I'm not working late I often socialise but today had been hard and I just had to get home. I got out of the car and was straight up the path and through the front door in a moment. I took off the jacket to my suit but scarcely had I sat down than there was a knock on the door. Reluctantly I forced myself to open it to be greeted with a bunch of keys, my keys, being shaken in my face.
"We didn't like to let ourselves in. Didn't seem polite. Can we come in?"
It was my two "friends" from last night.
Last night. I had breathed a sigh of relief when I let myself in. I was really uncomfortable to be in just my briefs and although everything that had happened was more or less as planned I was still dissatisfied. There is something in the male psyche that teaches you to defend yourself and I had let myself down. I was ashamed that at the merest suggestion and without any attempt at protest or resistance I had just stripped down to my underpants in front of two strangers. I knew that nobody could be allowed to find out.
I didn't get much sleep but in the morning I was much recovered. The shame had passed and I was quite excited at the memory of what had happened and wondering whether I dared try to arrange something similar again. I thought that the two of them probably wouldn't come round and that I was safe if I chose to be.
When I went into work there was a lot to do. I borrowed some money from my assistant, explaining to him that I had lost my wallet. I told the bank the same story when cancelling my credit card. I also knew that the locks at my home would need to be changed but decided to leave that task till later. By now I was quite certain that the two men I had met probably weren't going to come and see me. My mistake.
I know the knock at the door shouldn't have been a surprise but my heart sank as I saw the two men. I suddenly realised that I didn't want to repeat the experience of our previous meeting.
They pushed their way into the house and sat themselves down without any invitation. I walked to the window and closed the curtains. It was already dark but the real reason was that I didn't want anyone to see my visitors. I certainly didn't want any questions about them.
We all sat down and the conversation started quite reasonably.
"That's a nice suit you're wearing. Got a good job? Pay well?"
"It's ok." I didn't want to commit myself to anything.
"You left very quickly last night. Hope we didn't upset you."
No I thought to myself you didn't upset me, I achieved a lifetime ambition. I didn't say that though.
"What did you expect? You took my clothes."
"You took them off easily enough. Did you enjoy it?"
It was obvious they'd been thinking about it.
"That's rubbish. You'd have done the same in my position."
He changed tack.
