Mikko had not been kidding about moving here. Not only did they move here but they moved only a few houses down from ours. It was nice to have them local as I had grown so weary of the travel needed to see them. My wife h and Mikko had grown to become good friends although my wife, Thanh, was cautious given Mikko's unconventional way of dressing herself. My wife was more of a traditional Asian woman and did not understand what Mikko was trying to accomplish dressing that way.
Mikko was chronically pressing me to repeat my performance with her with various innuendos. I had never cheated on my wife but I did feel guilty. Mikko's words echoed through my head constantly. Although I did feel guilty she was quite possibly the best fuck of my life. I was clearly on the fence as to what I should do in regards to the situation. Mike was actually hoping it would happen again. He thought it was hilarious as he has known about Mikko's dark desires for quite some time. He was certainly not the jealous type either. He told me how for the next week Mikko was as hot as a cat on a hot tin roof!
A few weeks had passed and my life had returned to some sense of normalcy. My wife had arranged a party in which I was hoping Mikko and Mike might attend. Mike had to work that night and my wife was not really interested in inviting Mikko. Our guests arrived and when were having drinks, I received the phone call.
My wife Thanh answered. "Honey, its Mikko sounds like something is really wrong."
I picked up the phone and heard Mikko on the other end. She clearly sounded distressed. "You need to come here right away. They left...but...not sure when they will be back. Really need your help here. Can't even see what is going on. Please come now!"
She hung up the phone and it was a dire situation. I told Thanh what happened and that I had to go for a while. She was in complete agreement. Although she was not invited she told me that I should bring her over. Her tone had truly scared us both.
I ran down the street and the house was pitch black. It was perfect cover for whoever wished to do ill will to this house or anyone in it. I rang the doorbell and Mikko was nowhere to be seen. I rang it again and heard no one inside so I noticed the door was unlocked and wandered inside. I yelled Mikko's name and heard some stirrings upstairs.
"I am up here. Come up." She pleaded.
I made my way fumbling up the stairs as best I could. I used my cell phone as a kind of light but it was far too dark to see more than a few feet in front of me. Although it had been a short time that they had been living there it was well furnished. I could hear Mikkos pleas coming from behind her closed bedroom door. I came to the top of the stairs and opened the door. It was jet black inside, I could hear Mikko but I really could not see far into the room. I walked into the room and immediately tripped and fell on my face.
"SON OF A BITCH" I yelled out as i slammed my head on the ground. I thought I heard Mikko chuckle a bit but I could have been hearing things too. "Whats the deal, why are you in here by yourself with no lights?"
"I can't move at the moment. They turned off the lights. You need to get the flashlight on the nightstand by the door. Its the only thing on it you can't miss it."
"Who is 'they' and are 'they' coming back." i questioned.
"I will answer all your questions just get that flashlight we really need it."
I walked back toward the door and searched the nightstand and sure enough I found it. I turned the switch and saw a strange bright glow come from it. An ominous buzz also filled the room. Then for sure I heard Mikko laugh and I realized why. It was all a scam and I should have known it. I dropped the 'flashlight' immediately.
"Are you fucking with me MIKKO?! I mean REALLY?! You dragged me all the way down here to hold up your vib? I looked toward her direction and noticed she was spread eagle on the bed wearing nothing but blue stockings and black stiletto heels. It looked like she was tied up from post to post. "I was worried something really horrific happened and why the fuck are you tied up?! Now explain what is going on here for REAL!"
"Well...lets see...Mike and his friend were here and I showed them my new toy. I told them I wanted to show them how it worked. Sooooo they said I was being a naughty slut again and they would teach me a lesson. Then they pinned me down and tied me up with the phone in my hand and ummmmm...oh yeah....the lights. They flipped the circuit breaker and left the door open for ya. So anyways, what you think about untying me and we fuck each others brains out in the bedroom. Mike would love it. You know he has told me for years how much you adore Asian women. How the two of you met in a strip club in Saigon. I was so thrilled when he said I can be your mistress. He told me you would use me like a good little fuck toy! He says your appetite for Asian women is...insatiable. Is that true?"
She looked like the lawyer who knew they just tripped up the suspect into admitting something they did not want to admit. She squinted her eyes at me with a big grin on her face she did look adorable when she did that. "No doubt Mike and I had more than our fair share of girls back in the day. However, things are a little different now. I am trying to walk the straight and narrow. I promised Thanh no more women especially Asians. I have slipped here and there but you are making it very difficult for me."
"Well, why didn't Thanh invite me to her party anyways?"
"Because you have a bad habit of looking like you just came home from work from one of those Asian massage/fuck parlors."
"Good point." she shrugged off the coment. "So take off your pants and let me do what I do best. You can not deny your attracted to me. I love being your little Asian fuck doll too. I would never refuse you even if its my time of the month, could still use my mouth. Maybe next time I can pretend to be a geisha or something...that would be hot?"
