I still don't know exactly how I got myself into that situation. It may have been a bet, It may have been a dare, or it might be that I was tricked. The upshot of the entire affair is that I found myself with my neighbor's 18 year old son manhandling me and eventually fucking me senseless.
Perhaps I need to start at the beginning with a description of myself and my marriage to Jim. We had been College sweethearts who married and have been together for 10 years this November. Being a college athlete, I have maintained an active lifestyle and held my college weight up till the present day. At 5' 5" I weigh 120 lbs. Jim is forever trying to get me to dress sexy, and show off my trim athletic shape and particularly my firm C cup tits. Normally I resist his requests and although I have been in public in some very revealing outfits it was only while on vacation far, far away from home and family.
This past Halloween, our neighbors George and Helen, invited us to a dress up house party. Although I wasn't really interested at first, Jim finally convinced me to go. The choice of costumes was to be decided by the performance of our Alma Matter football team at the homecoming game. If they won, Jim chose what we would wear. Since they were, in my opinion, outclassed by the away team, I jumped at the chance to win the bet and dress Jim in some foolish or uncomfortable costume for the party. Well as luck would have it, the home team won which meant that Jim got to choose our costumes. No amount of wheedling by me would get him to reveal the secret until the night in question.
I was somewhat shocked by the costumes that Jim chose for us. I was presented with hose, garter, thong, and push up bra, all covered by a short skirt and tight button front blouse. When I was dressed, Jim directed me into my highest pumps and whistled as I turned for his inspection. For his part, Jim was dressed in tight leather pants, with a leather vest on his otherwise naked upper body. I thought that he looked a bit sinister in that outfit, but it was Halloween after all. I asked Jim what our costumes meant as we walked next door, but he just smiled and led me on. When we reached the front door, Jim opened the bag I thought had contained a hostess gift. Spun me around, and before I could stop him, handcuffed my hands behind me. We had played some bondage games in our time together, but never anything so public. As I turned to protest, Jim pushed a gag into my mouth and quickly secured it behind my head. He then clipped a dog collar around my neck, attached a leash to it and rang the doorbell.
The door was opened by Leo, our neighbor's son. I thought his eyes were going to pop right out of his head when he saw how we were dressed. He gave me a long hard look up and down before inviting us inside. There was nothing to be done. Jim, holding my leash led me into the house followed by Leo who, I had no doubt, had his eyes locked on my ass. The party was in full swing as we entered, but many of the men turned to take in my predicament as we entered the room. I also saw several of the women cast disapproving looks my way. Jim, followed by myself and Leo passed through the room and went straight to the bar. He ordered himself a drink and then ordered a double Jack and coke for me. I do not normally drink so I had no idea what he was doing until he pulled out my gag and poured the drink into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow since the alternative was to ruin my blouse and probably the carpet too by allowing the drink to spill down my front. I certainly did not want to put on a wet shirt display for everyone. I was still feeling the burn of the drink in my throat when Jim placed the gag back into my mouth and led me away from the bar.
Suffice it to say that most of the men at the party enjoyed talking to Jim as they ogled me. Within an hour's time, Jim had forced 3 double drinks down my throat and undone two of my blouse buttons so that the tops of my breasts were clearly on display to the men he talked to . Leo was rarely far away and I caught him several times as he stared openly at my exposed breasts which were thrust out on display by my pulled back arms. For my part, I was beginning to feel quite drunk as the drinks took their desired effect.
Apparently, Jim was beginning to feel his drinks too and said he had to make a pit stop. Unluckily for me, Leo was close at hand to take my leash as Jim made his way to the washroom.
"That's some costume", he whispered in my ear as soon as Jim was gone. "How would you like to be my pet for the night?".
I could only grunt through my gag.
"Tell you what. Let's pop out to the work room and see if we can improve your outfit" he said as he led me on unsteady legs, down the hall and through a door into the work room. Alone behind closed doors, Leo grabbed me by the waist, leaned in and kissed my neck, sending a chill down my spine. He then moved away and picked up a short length of braided cord from the bench. Quick as a cat, he moved behind me, pulled my elbows back and lashed them together. As he did this, I felt my shoulders pull back, my breasts jut out and the remaining buttons on my blouse strain.
"Let's take a look then. That's much better" he announced as he grabbed my hips and spun me around for a better look.
In no time at all, he had me backed up against the bench and was again kissing and nibbling my neck as his strong hands ran over my ass. The attentions of this young man were beginning to arouse me but I moaned a protest into my gag. This did nothing to stop Leo from slowly sliding his hands up my sides, and around to massage my breasts. My breasts have always been a very effective erogenous zone for me. Since I let my first high school boyfriend feel me up, having a man squeeze and stroke my breasts has almost always resulted in me losing control and having sex with him. That's what happened with Jim and that's what was happening now with Leo. I started writhing and moaning as he kneeded my breasts and pinched my nipples through my bra. I was starting to get really horny, but I was also beginning to realize that I had to pee too. Worse than that, the need was becoming quite urgent. Somehow, amid my drunkenness and arousal, I was able to form the word bathroom so Leo understood my need.
"Gotta go?" he queried?
I nodded my head vigorously in response. With his hands on my hips to guide and steady me, Leo took me back into the house, but instead of heading directly for the ground floor half bath, he pushed me up the stairs, along the hall, and into what appeared to be his bedroom. I started to panic and began trying to talk through my gag, thinking that I was going to pee myself. I was relieved for a second, when he led me into his private bathroom, but then began to panic again when I realized I could not free my hands. I was going to have to let Leo help me with this. Seeing the confusion and concern on my face, Leo smiled.
"OK Judy. I don't have a key for the cuffs and we don't have time for me to go find Jim, so I'm going to help you with this" He said. "First, I'm going to remove the gag so you can tell me if I need to do anything. No yelling, or calling out, or I will leave you here to pee yourself. Got that?"
I nodded my head and Leo removed my gag, quickly replacing it with his lips. When he broke our kiss he shushed me and then led me to the toilet. This close to relief, the urge became stronger and I had to concentrate hard on holding it in. I had no time to react as Leo pulled up my skirt, grabbed my thong and pulled it down to my ankles. He never took his eyes off my neatly trimmed bush as he lifted one foot then the other to completely remove my underwear. He then helped me sit and I was finally able to relieve myself.
"OH GOD thank you " I moaned as I voided my bladder.
"We can't have you dripping on the floor, can we" Leo said when I was done.
He wadded up a bit of tissue, pushed my knees apart and reached in cupping and rubbing my pussy with his tissue filled hand.
"Leo. This isn't right." I said. "You shouldn't be doing that."
"You can't do it yourself. What else can we do?" he replied still rubbing and squeezing my crotch.
"Leo. It's dry" I said. Hoping he would stop, before my growing excitement at this situation became apparent to him. "You've had your fun, now let's go back downstairs"
