Tia had been working for Gene for over a year. He was tall, with long dark curly hair down to his collar and very handsome. Every women he met knew it and Tia knew it most of all. And, of course, Gene knew it most of all. Tia worked work for him everyday, returning messages he always seemed to forget to return. Making him look good to his boss and their customers constantly and he never paid her the attention she deserved. Taking her work and her loyalty for granted, and returning no loyalty to her or the other women.
Tia was done with that crap! No more Ms Nice Girl, Tia came up with a plan. Not a sweet dress-nicer, wear-more-perfect-makeup, suck-up-to-him kind of plan. No, Tia came up with a really different kind of plan, don't you know.
The plan commenced on a Wednesday. Because Tia was already scheduled to attend a workshop and no one would be suspicious of her absence on Thursday or afterwards, either. She left her home Wednesday afternoon, wearing her dark bodysuit and carrying her dad's good-luck satchel, everything she would need for the next two days was in that satchel.
Tia knew the capture had to occur at his apartment, that would unnerve him the most. He would have the highest feeling of security there and also, Tia knew he often left the back patio door unlocked because he was forever locking his key inside.
Tia let herself in the sliding glass door, being careful to close it and the curtains behind her. She walked though the whole apartment once, just to get the layout, she touched nothing and left no lingering scent of herself in the air. This was serious and she meant business, she would not be ignored tonight.
Tia went into the bedroom, attached the nylon cord with its plastic handcuffs to the bottom of the headboard, then tucked them behind the mattress. Attached a matching pair to the bottom of the footboard and tucked them out of sight. She stashed her satchel, open so it would ready to grab anything, under the bed, then slid herself in after the bag.
Tia waited silently under Gene's bed, reexamining her plans, reexamining her motivations…no reason was found to cancel her plans. He was strong, masculine, and deserved her attention. An hour later Tia was shaken awake, momentarily confused about where she was. It was dark and she had no room to move. She almost yelled for help, but realized at the last moment that what she'd heard was Gene plopping himself down on the end of the bed.
Boots hit a closet wall directly across from the bed, socks dropped on the floor inches from Tia's eyes, then the sound of a zipper. Tia could see Gene's feet walking away from the bed, then his legs as he head toward the open bathroom door right in her line-of-sight. Before reaching the bathroom, he shoved his jeans and jockys over his hips and kicked the tangled bundle toward the closet. He flipped the light on and entered the bathroom naked. Tia scooted as close to edge of the bed as she dared. What a glorious ass that man had! Round and nearly hairless, two dimples right above the swell of those ass cheeks. Wow!
This was gonna be so good! Gene was so delicious looking; Tia couldn't wait to eat him all up.
