First off, let me start off by saying that being a fifty-three year old bachelor is no fun. Pornography and jerking off all the time does have its limitations. Although the power of fantasy should never be over estimated, there are those times when you wish you could have real, meaningful sex, not just the easy pick ups down at the local bar. As much as I enjoyed having orgasms, I was beginning to get more than a little bored. So I devised this (at the time I thought ridiculous) plan. Over time (and boredom) it began sounding better and better, almost feasible.
Now for a little history...I live in a relatively small, quiet neighborhood where the crime rate is so low the police department rarely patrols it. And if by some slim chance they do, they're usually looking for a lost dog or cat, or there's some other mundane activity going on. There's never anything serious in our neck of the woods. Neighbors usually wave a greeting one another, be it a good morning, good afternoon or the latter good evening. Most of us have lived here a number of years, including myself. We've watched kids grow from small children to young adults. Yeah, time passes rather quickly, as the years seem to fly by.
Well, one of those young adults I have taken to noticing quite a bit lately was a rather petite young gal named Julie. She stood a whole five feet tall and I'd be surprised if she weighed much more than a hundred pounds. Though I wasn't normally attracted to women with dark hair (my preference has and always will be redheads), there was something I found exotic about her jet black, bob cut hair. Anyway, she lived approximately six houses down from me. One reason I had come to notice her was that she was the only one out, as I'd be leaving for work in the morning (usually around 6:00AM). She would come jogging past my house the same time every morning. She'd give me the typical smile and wave, whereas I'd return the gesture.
Then I'd watch rather intently, her smallish breasts encased in a heavily padded sports bra, with not a hint of bounce (one reason I could deduct the size of her boobs). The smile and the sparkle of her eyes were also very appealing. But perhaps her best asset was her butt. This girl had a beautiful ass, accented perfectly by a pair of snug fitting white jogging shorts outlined with red trim (or maybe it was the roundness of her ass that filled them out so well), either way, every morning I would watch her run by, then get into my car and I'd 'massage' my cock all the way to work, with all kinds of thoughts of Julie running through my head. Being sure as not to have any 'accidents' along the way. After all, how does one explain a cum stain? Sure. I'll bet you thought I was talking car accidents!
Amy was the recipient of many of my fantasies/masturbation sessions. Be it in bed, in the shower or just lying around in my living room. So, needless to say, she was soon to become a participant in my devious, little plan. In fact, she was going to be the star of it. What fun would it is be otherwise? I just had to figure a good date and time. Well, time was the easy aspect of it. The day? Fortunately for me I had accrued a lot of vacation time, and warmer weather was soon to be upon us. For the most part, things were thought through pretty thoroughly. I was just about ready. All I had to do was gather my courage and put my plan to work.
Springtime came and what better time to put my plan to work. I took my vacation on the third week of March. And as the coming day approached I could hardly wait for that Saturday and Sunday to be over with. I hadn't jerked off in about two weeks, holding back on purpose, in anticipation of what was to come. In the meantime, I would lie in the bed on those two previous mornings with a raging hard on just thinking about Julie and what I had planned for her. I would give myself a few extra tugs just as a reminder of what lied ahead. The wait itself was such a stimulant. I was at the point where the hours couldn't go by fast enough.
Monday morning finally came around and I practically flew out of bed. For the most part I wanted it to be as much as a normal Monday morning as possible. With the exception of giving my cock a few extra soapy pulls. But I wasn't going to let myself cum. I was building it up for my soon to be very special friend. I hurriedly got dressed and rushed out to my car. I looked down the street, no sign of Julie yet, and better still, no sign of anyone else either. I unlocked the trunk, put on a pair of latex gloves and opened the bottle of chloroform, where I proceeded to pour it onto an old tee shirt. As I stood there I thought my heart was going to burst through my chest. It was beating so fast, my hands were shaking.
I looked around again, still no movement. The sun was about forty-five minutes from coming up so besides the distant streetlights, it was still kind of dark. Perfect. Just then I caught movement out of my right eye. It was Julie, as she turned on to the sidewalk. I tried not to stare, as to not give myself away. In about fifteen seconds, I'd find out whether or not I truly had the balls to carry out my plan. As she approached, I turned and smiled at her. Looking as hot as ever, white t-shirt (with no bounce tits, her usual white shorts.
The moment she passed me, I quickly pressed the chloroform onto her nose and mouth, pulling her tight little body close to mine; I don't think my cock ever responded so quickly. Her body went limp in practically no time at all. I quickly gathered her in my arms and rushed her into the house. Now I was actually scared, had anybody seen me? Did anybody call the police? Briefly I laid Julie down on my couch, as I peered out my front window. Waiting and wondering. Time seemed to be moving very slowly now. Every minute seemed like an hour.
My eyes darted back to Julie. Still out of it, I noticed her one leg was draped over the edge of the sofa, her legs spread slightly apart, giving me a perfect view of her shapely inner thighs. Looking a little bit further up, I could see a hint of white panty peeking out from beneath the edge of her shorts. My cock immediately started to grow. I wanted so badly just to go over and feel the warmth of her pussy through the thin material, but my mind thought better of it. Knowing that there would be plenty of time for that stuff later. Just then my attention was diverted by the sound of a car driving by. Fortunately for me it continued on down the road. After a few minutes I deemed that the coast was clear and proceeded with the rest of my plan.
