Kate came home after another crappy day at work. Everyone had managed in their own special way to piss her off and it had taken every ounce of her strength to resist going on a murderous rampage. But she decided as soon as she was through her front door she would leave the day behind her and try to relax. She treated herself to a hot, soapy bath, soothing her aching muscles while the candlelight and sweet incense melted the stress of the day away.
She opened herself a bottle of wine seeing as she had the whole weekend ahead of her to recover from her hectic week. She dressed in a black, silky nightgown that barely skimmed her thigh. It had a lace trim across the hem and around the cleavage, and was what she always wore to make herself feel better. She had bought it to wear for her boyfriend of the time two years ago, but they broke up soon after that and she had no one to wear it for since.
Look at you, Kate, she thought to herself, spending your Friday night alone watching crappy TV and dressed like a slut for no reason.
She decided to distract herself by getting a little drunk. One glass quickly became two, then three. Soon only the dregs of the bottle were left in her glass and her vision was too hazy to focus on the television. She picked her laptop up and switched it on, unsure of her intentions. The last webpage she had searched loaded up. It was a new social networking site she had signed up to. She had only quickly made her own page and hadn't thought much of it. She looked down the left column and saw a "Suggested Contacts" category. There were a few faces she recognised; people from work, a couple of cousins...but then there was one face that caught her attention. Someone she hadn't thought of in years. Callum Richards, Kate's high school crush. She had obsessed over him in every clichéd way. Her textbooks were covered in doodles of his name. She had practised writing her signature with his surname. She blushed every time they made eye contact.
As she fondly remembered how much of a loser she must have seemed to him, she barely noticed the mouse hover over his picture. In her drunken state she ended up clicking the "Add Contact" button. She froze in horror, he probably wouldn't even remember who she was, and even if he did he would only remember the shy weirdo who stared at him for four years. Luckily, Kate had grown into her looks since school, but before then she was geeky and plain. No one ever looked twice at her. Now she knew how to dress for her slim but slightly curvy figure, making everything tight in the right places rather than swamping her body in baggy clothes like she used to. Her dark hair had grown long and luscious and she often applied self-tan to bring out her big, blue eyes.
She was unsure what to do; there was no way to cancel the contact request so he was definitely going to see it. Should she message him explaining her drunken accident so he didn't think she was a complete freak? Or maybe that would make things even more embarrassing? She chuckled to herself and decided not to care. She opened up a new webpage and started looking at new underwear she could buy herself as a treat. There might be no one to see it but it made her feel so much sexier about herself. Even just the thrill of knowing that underneath her sensible office attire was a naughty secret that no one would possibly guess.
Ten minutes passed when she heard an unfamiliar 'ping' noise. It wasn't from the website she was on. She returned to the first page and found a new message in her inbox. Oh God...it was from Callum. She couldn't help but rekindle some of the old excitement she used to feel, making her giggle like the schoolgirl that had adored him.
With a slight tremor in her hand, she opened the message:
'Well hello there, stranger! Long time no see. Looking good Kate, even cuter than I remembered. How are you?
Callum ;)
Xxx'
She had to reread the message a few times before she believed what she had read. How did he even remember her? She typed a hasty reply, but ended up waiting a few minutes before sending it to try and not look too eager.
'Hello yourself. Yeah it's been a while...to be honest I'm surprised you remember me! But thank you for the compliment; you're looking great too. Not that there was much room for improvement ;)
K Xxx'
His reply was almost instant.
'Of course I remember! It's so great to be back in touch, I have to admit I've thought of you a fair few times since we left school. I always regretted not taking the time to get to know you better ☹
C Xxx'
They talked for a while longer, combining polite conversation with flirting that rapidly lost it's subtlety. Turns out they both still lived in the same city, only a half hour drive apart. Kate was just about to suggest they meet up before he dropped a bomb. He had a wife.
"Oh, she typed, trying to disguise her disappointment, congratulations on your wedding. I didn't know."
"It isn't going too well..." he replied.
"Sorry to hear that," she lied.
"Thanks, to be honest I don't think we'll be together much longer. I need a change. I need to try something new just to give me the guts to end things."
Kate thought about what he was suggesting. Should she offer herself to a married man? She had been cheated on before and knew how it felt to be so hurt and humiliated. But what harm could it do to an already failing relationship? And she couldn't help but feel she owed it to her high school self.
"Well I'm here if you want help with that...;)"
"Really? Sounds great to me. I'm getting hard just thinking about it..."
"Sounds fun to me. Making me a little excited too :P"
She could hardly believe she had just sent that message. Dirty talk with a guy she barely knew? It was so unlike her. But she couldn't deny the thrill she got from it.
"I'd like to see. Send me a photo?"
She hesitated for a little, suddenly feeling shy all over again. But she knew she was excited enough --and certainly drunk enough- to do what he asked. She set up the webcam and posed, pushing her tits together with her elbows and giving her best seductive smile. She sent the photo and waited nervously.
"Gorgeous ;) any chance of seeing...a little more? For me?"
She decided just to go for it before she changed her mind. She took off her nightgown, throwing it over her shoulder. She lowered the webcam so that her whole body would fit in the shot. She leaned back in her chair, arching her back so that her breasts were pushed forwards. She spread her legs either side of the chair, placing her hand suggestively close to her pussy.
She sent the photo and his reply came milliseconds later.
"OMG, you have no idea what you're doing to me. You're so hot! Can't wait to get my hands on you now ;)"
They arranged to meet the next day at his place. He said his wife would be out all day, giving them plenty of time. Kate signed off, desperate to get to sleep just to make the time pass so she could get round there. She was so excited she was tempted to touch herself. The images of what Callum was going to do to her were already driving her crazy. But she decided to save it, knowing it would make the next day even more amazing.
Eventually, the time came and she was knocking on his door. She had dressed in a short summery dress, trying to look casual but awarding herself the opportunity to show off her toned, tanned body.
Callum opened the door and Kate grinned like an idiot. He looked even hotter than he had in school. Tall, big arms, wavy dark hair. He had a crooked smile that was beaming down at her, making her knees weak.
"Good to see you," he grinned. As he kissed her, he pressed himself up against her. He was already hard. It felt huge through his jeans. "Come on in," he added.
She followed him inside where he led her to their living room. His house was gorgeous, all the furniture was sleek and expensive-looking. The only thing that looked odd was the office chair that had been oddly placed in the middle of the room. It didn't match any of the other seating and belonged in a study somewhere. She cast a quizzical look at Callum but he gestured for her to sit in the chair. She did so and they small talked for a few minutes. But it didn't take long for him to get up from his seat and cross over to her. In one fluid movement he bent down and kissed her hard. His hands were all over her, groping at her breasts, rubbing the material of her underwear. She tried to stand up off the chair so that they could head to a bedroom or at least the sofa, but he kept her pinned down as he kissed and groped her. He roughly pulled her dress over her head and took off her underwear. His clothes stayed on and he still kept her on the seat.
She pulled herself away for a moment's breath.
"Take your clothes off," she whispered, "I want you to fuck me."
He grinned and she noticed he pulled something out of his pocket. Without giving her a second to think he pulled her head forward and grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her back. She felt a click of metal as he secured the handcuffs he had pulled out his pocket.
"We're going to do things a different way, baby."
Kate was a little startled but still hugely turned on. She had never experienced bondage before and had to admit she liked the intensity. But something told her to be more wary, she barely knew this guy and he had her naked and completely at his mercy.
"Shouldn't we talk about stuff like this first?" she asked.
He crossed the room and opened a cabinet door. "Trust me, if you relax, you'll enjoy yourself," he called as he searched for something in the cupboard. "If you don't," he added as he re-emerged holding some rope, "then tough. This is how you're getting fucked."
Kate tried to relax but knowing she didn't have a choice either way scared her. Callum got to work tying each of her legs to an arm of the chair, leaving her pussy exposed and her hands pinned behind her back. He then tied her torso to the back of the chair, crossing the ropes so that they tightened around her breasts.
