We ate a light dinner that night, light and romantic. Roger had set the table with candles and the fine china. The wine was a perfect cabernet and it was having its way with my inhibitions as we finished dinner and sipped the last of a full bottle.
I had dressed for him in my finest black silk stockings, black garter belt, 5" spike heels and a very sheer full-length robe. As I sat back and sipped my wine, I crossed my legs and bounced my foot. A nun from my childhood had said that if a young lady crossed her legs it meant that she was not a virgin. If she bounced her foot it meant that she had sex the night before. Well, the first was the case, but the second was not. It had been a long two weeks since we had been together, with our schedules and Roger's travel to blame. As I bounced my foot, it had the effect of flexing my pussy slightly. The motion and the wine were having an effect on me. I was getting very, very horny.
Roger announced that he had something special planned for me tonight.
"Oh yeah, what will that be?" I asked.
"You'll find out soon enough." was all he would say.
We finished the wine and Roger smiled at me with somewhat of a Cheshire Cat grin. I knew that he must have a very grand plan. I just didn't know what it was. I have to admit that the suspense added to my desire. I was getting wetter by the moment. I needed a very hard sexual release tonight. I was so horny that my clit was beginning to pulse as I bounced my leg.
We sat and enjoyed the moment, Roger giving me a good look and obviously enjoying it as he watched my nipples harden beneath the very sheer robe. I could tell that he was thinking.... scheming..... imagining what he was going to do to me. The more that he watched, the hornier I got.
After a while Roger stood and offered a hand to me to help me from my chair. I took his hand and uncrossed my legs, spreading them slightly so that he could get a good view of my shaved and very wet pussy. I knew that my clit was very swollen and it ached to be licked and sucked. It had been a very long time.
We walked hand in hand into the bedroom where the bedspread had already peeled off and Roger had covered the bed in red silk sheets. He unfastened my robe and pulled it from my shoulders and tossed it aside.
He kissed me gently on the lips and then said, "Lie back and spread your legs."
The silk was so sexy against my skin.... so soft and so sensual. Roger took my hand again and without warning strapped a fur-lined cuff around my wrist.
"Oh this is what you had planned?" I looked up at him and his face was expressionless.
He pulled the strap tight to stretch my arm out to my side. Then he walked around the other side of the bed and strapped a second cuff onto my other wrist. Still expressionless, he pulled it tight as well and now my arms were spread out tight across the bed. My hands were stretched out to the edge of the bed and the position pushed my breasts into the air. My nipples hardened instantly and stood very erect. I could feel the air move across them.
"And just what do you think you're going to do to me?" I asked as if I didn't know what might be going to happen. He was still expressionless and said nothing as he reached down and strapped fur-lined cuff onto my stocking-clad ankle. As he pulled it tight it spread me open.
"Well? What are you planning?" He still said nothing.
Once the last cuff was strapped on, my breathing started to increase. He pulled it tight and now my legs were spread wide open. I could feel my juices flowing down the crack of my ass in anticipation. I could see myself in the mirror on the dresser. My pelvis was pushed up and my hard clit was standing tall. Seeing myself spread out and vulnerable made me even more excited.
"Well? Cat got your tongue?" He still said nothing. "Come on..... what are you going to do? Are you going to fuck me?" I was dying to know at that point. The anticipation was both killing me mentally and exciting me physically.
He reached down into the night stand and pulled out a black mask that I use occasionally when I sleep.
"I see.... Or should I say, I won't see?" He still was silent as he stretched the mask around my head and covered my eyes. The thick felt mask blocked out all the view.... all the light.
Now I couldn't see him. I could only sense where he was in the room but my senses weren't quite keen enough yet. I could hear him moving around the room and then suddenly I felt him lean onto the edge of the bed. The excitement turned for a moment to concern. What if he just left me there? Then, it turned to a little bit of fear. What if he wasn't going to fuck me? I needed to be fucked and I needed it hard. I needed to cum and I needed to explode.
"What are you going to do?" He still didn't answer. "Please...... tell me." Pleading did no good. There was no answer.
I felt him lean in again to my head. And he pushed something against my ear. I flinched.
"What's that?" He still said nothing, but then I figured out what it was. We had just flown to see some friends and I recognized the material. It was a foam ear plug that he was trying to push into my ear. I shook my head and he pulled back.
"No sound either?" Again, no answer. He again pushed the foam plug into my ear. He hit the mark easily this time and he pushed it in. Then he stepped away and I felt him against the other side of the bed. He reach over and pushed a plug into the other ear and I felt them swell and fill my ear canal. Now I couldn't hear anything.....not a sound.
"Are you there?" No answer. "Roger?" Still no answer.
