Your cellphone rings. You know who it is because of that special tone. It's me of course, the sexy little fox you call your girlfriend. You answer the phone, "Hello sexy."
"Hey Hun. When will you be done with work?" I ask with a purr in my voice.
"Pretty soon, why? Have we got something planned tonight?"
"Maybe...I'll pick you up in half an hour. Love you bye." And, I hang up the phone.
I'm figuring you may be a little confused to my random phone call. Though, it is a Friday and we had not really made plans for the weekend. Well, you hadn't. Anyways, you continue your work and that half an hour flies bye. There's a knock at your office door and you say to come in. You haven't quite looked up from your work when you hear the slight tap tap of my shoes as I walk into your office. "Ready, baby?" I ask.
You look up from something you were just filing away to see me dressed as though I might be going out for the night. My caramel blonde curls are a little messy, but when aren't they really? I give you a wicked little smile as I brush a few stray tendrils out of my face and behind my ear. Your bright eyes are locked on my blue ones, as I gaze at you through my long lashes. Then your eyes move down to my simple tank top, which looked to be having difficulty keeping my chest contained. My black bra seems to be about the only thing keeping my tits in the shirt as you can see it peeks out the top a bit. Then you notice, I am actually wearing a skirt today. Well this must be an occasion because that almost never happens. It's a short denim skirt that hugs my legs and ass. I know you like this one. My legs are bare until you get to the shiny black heels that buckle onto my feet.
Now, I am starting to feel a little silly drawing your attention to myself in your office. I pull my hands behind my back and bite my lip. "Well, are you almost done with your work?" My voice sounds silly and innocent even though I know you don't buy that. It's just what I do.
I watch you leave everything at your desk and walk over to me. "Don't we look nice today?" You grab my shoulders and give me a kiss. "And yes I am very ready to get out of here. What exactly do you have planned?"
I look down and laugh a little. "Not much. I just thought it would be a nice change for me to come get you from work on a Friday." I look up, wrap my arms around your neck and proceed to kiss you. I had been craving your kisses all day and was waiting for you to get home and just couldn't wait. The feel of your tongue playing with mine was exhilarating. You start to pull me closer and over to the desk. I pull away from your kiss just enough to whisper, "Not yet. I have a surprise for you at home."
"Oh? And what might that be?"
"You'll see," I reply with a devilish grin. "Grab your stuff and let's go."
You pack up your laptop and whatever papers you happened to need for the weekend to work on at home and we go home. We pull up to the house and just as you are about to get out of the car I tell you to sit still for a minute. I reach back behind my seat and pull out a long dark piece of fabric. "What do you think you are doing?" you ask. I tell you to hush as I tie the blindfold over your eyes.
"I'm going to lead you up to the house. OK? Think you can handle that?" I ask with a chuckle. You laugh and say you will be fine. It seems you are rather liking this little surprise I'm setting. Of course, we are both well aware that there is going to be no one home this weekend except ourselves, so it's all good.
Slowly and carefully I walk you up to the house, making sure you don't trip over any of the steps or anything like that. We reach the top of the stairs and are about ready to walk down the hallway to your bedroom when I tell you to stop and wait a minute, while I go ahead into the room. You wait and you hear me open the door and close it behind me. Now, you are almost sure you just heard me say something. It couldn't have been to you because I would have said it louder. Quietly you stand there and listen. Sure enough, you can hear me carrying on a conversation in the other room without you, but wait, there's another voice and it's most definitely a female. Interesting.
Thoughts are going through your head about what could possibly be going on. Two girls are in your room, waiting for you to be led in blindfolded. I step back out into the hallway to lead you into the bedroom. I slip my hand into yours and squeeze it gently. I whisper softly, "Are you ready?"
"Always." The shit-eating grin on your face tells me you have an assumption of what my plans may be. I tug at your hand and lead you into the open doorway. Carefully, I lead you into the middle of the room and push you into a comfy lazy boy, I had brought in from the other room. This is a surprise to you, but I am sure you like it. I lean over you and straddle your lap. You hear me giggle as I reach behind your head and remove the blindfold, ever so slowly.
As I unshield your eyes you notice someone behind me. She is tied creatively to your bed. Her long curly dark red hair is cascading over your pillows. She looks across the room at you with her brilliant green eyes. Her practically naked body is a snowy white comparison to the black leather bra, that forms to her C breasts so perfectly, and her thong that covers her shaved pussy. The look on your face is absolutely priceless.
