One Saturday night last summer I went down to River Street about 9:00 and ran into Art, Lynn's oldest boy, at the Double D. He is 25 and the one that made Lynn a grandmother. He said he was out celebrating his buddy Danny's birthday. She used to baby-sit Danny and that is how they got to be friends. I bought them both a beer and we talked for a while. I asked how his mom was and he said fine.
He told me she was out celebrating with them since about 5:00 and she was pretty trashed. He said she went down the to the Cafe California to see what Dave, her youngest son, was doing and she should be back in a little bit. About ten minutes later Lynn came in and when she saw me she came over and gave me a big wet kiss. She said, "I'm really thrashed. I wish you would have come down sooner." I asked her if she wanted to go home and she said yes. I found Art and told him his mom wanted to go home and I would give her a ride so he could stay out and party with Danny. He said, "Thanks, you're a good guy."
On the way to Lynn's place we talked and she told me she really missed the great sex we used to have. I told her I missed it too and we could still get together once in a while if she was interested in that. She said that sounded good to her. When we got to her place she asked if I wanted to come in for a minute and I said yes. We had a drink and talked and she told me about a new nightgown she had bought. I asked her to show it to me and she said, "I'll be right back."
She went upstairs and in a couple of minutes came back down in a black silky, mid length nightgown with a slit up both sides to the waist. Right away I had an idea and asked her if she still had those black, thigh high, fishnets that I liked. She said she did and I told her to put them on because I had something in mind. She went back up to her bedroom and came down after a minute or two wearing the nightgown, fishnets and black four inch heels. I said let's go back down to River Street.
On the way back down I stopped at my house to pick up a few things. I got a rope, a thick gag, and a blind fold and put them all in a pillow case. I was working on a plan.
We got down to River Street and parked and I told her I wanted to fuck her behind the Double D. She said, "Okay, but what is the bag for?" I told her, "You'll find out."
The only way to get behind the D/D is through the back door or down an alley that is about three feet wide between D/D and an abandoned building next to it. Behind the bar there is a picnic table where the employees go out to eat when the weather is nice.
It was probably about 10:00 and the band was still playing so there was little chance that anyone would hear us as the stage was at the back of the bar and the music was loud. I told Lynn I was going to gag her so she could scream and moan all she wanted and nobody would hear. I also said I would blindfold her so she couldn't see anything while I was fucking her. She asked what the rope was for and I told her so she couldn't get away while I went in to the bar for a beer. She just laughed and said, "I'm not going anywhere." and smiled. I said, "I know you're not." I had a plan.
I tied the gag on tight and put the blindfold on. Then I tied her ankles to the bottom of the table and her wrists together to a tree on the other side of it. She could move her legs about six inches in either direction and her arms about three. She was totally helpless. I stepped back a few paces to look at her. She is a beautiful woman. Fit and trim and no one would guess she was 47 years old from looking at her body. She looks like she could be 30.