"Hey, want a lift?"
I was aware of the car driving slowly alongside me, but I wasn't taking any notice, I was alone with my thoughts and just wanted to get home.
"Sexy lady, can we give you a lift?"
I looked across at the car to see four young asian lads leering out of the car windows, like all cocky teenagers can be, none of them could have been older than eighteen, but they were all good looking boys. I just smiled at them and said no thanks and carried on walking, my house was only around the corner anyway. One of the lads in the back of the car got out and started walking along with me.
"Are you sure that you don't want to come for a ride with us? we all think that you are really attractive, are you sure I can't persuade you?"
He then put his arm around my waist as we walked, then let his hand slip down until his hand was on my arse, gently squeezing my left buttock. I quickly removed his hand and told him to behave himself. I told him he and his friends were far to young to try picking up women my age. I'm not old, I'm thirty four years old, 5' 6" tall, slim figure 36' boobs nice arse and good legs and when I look in the mirror I see an attractive woman. I have been married for ten years to Ben, we just drift along nowadays, I work as a nurse so I work shifts and some weeks we don't see a lot of each other, not that it seems to bother us.
"Look, It's 10.30pm, I've just finished work, I'm tired and just want to get home. Clear off and annoy someone else." The boy walking beside me said "O.K. we'll leave you alone, maybe we'll see you again, next time you might say yes, as he gave my arse a final squeeze. In a strange way I felt quite flattered that four young men found me attractive and I didn't mind that he had given my arse a final squeeze, it was only a bit of harmless fun. Well that's what I told myself. As I continued my walk home, a thought crossed my mind, what would have happened if I'd gotten into the car. Where would they have taken me and what would my fate have been. I started running different scenarios through my mind, had I discovered my submissive side, would I allow myself to be dominated by four teenagers in a beat up SUV. As I approached my front door I told myself that I probably would. Easy to be brave before the event though.
Ben was in bed when I got home, so I sat in the lounge for an hour or so running everything that had happened through my mind. Four fit teenage Indian boys who wanted to get me into their car and do what I wondered. Ben was the only man I had ever been with, so to think of being driven off with four young men weirdly got me excited, was it the thrill of not knowing for certain what would happen and did I really want to give myself completely to them. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became until I decided what a stupid idea it was to even think about doing such a thing, me and four teenagers, how ridiculous to allow that to happen and there it was again, that yearning for it to happen, the what if. What if I they drove by again, would I really be able to say no, could I resist their advances because what I really really wanted to know is what it is like to give myself willingly to those four boys.
The next day Ben and I both had the day off, so over breakfast I brought what had
happened into the conversation. "Something strange happened on my way home last night "