He meant to have her.
He had been watching her for weeks. Watching her jogging in the park every morning in her short shorts and her tight tank, he had noticed her. She was not demure by any stretch of the imagination. It was almost as if she wanted to be seen. When she jogged, she wore her long blonde hair back in a pony tail. She wore pale pink lipstick and from the exercise got a blush on her cheeks. She was very attractive.
He planned it well. He watched and waited. He stayed in the shadows. He knew the opportunity would present itself. Today it did.
She stopped to tie her shoe. It had come undone. With a quick glance right and left to see if anyone was about, he grabbed her about the waist and dragged her into the forest that sat in the middle of the jogging path. She gasped and was about to scream but he was prepared. He had a tennis ball and he shoved it in her mouth. He quickly wrapped a bandana around her face to hold the ball inside her mouth. He dragged her kicking further into the trees. Then he dropped her on her belly.
He knelt on the forest ground, one knee pressed into her back. He had a piece of rope for this. He grabbed her wrists and crossed them behind her back. Then he tied them, tightly.
He turned her over onto her back. Her eyes were wide with fright. His right hand went to her crotch. He cupped it possessively as he whispered in her ear. "You tease. Now you are going to get yours."
He slid his right hand up the leg of her shorts, finding her pussy lips. He caressed them through her panties, feeling the soft curves. She shivered beneath his touch. "You like that, don't you? You do. I know you do," he murmured in her ear.
