That is the question.
I am moving through a party at a mutual friend's house just chatting and drinking which in hind sight may have been the reason I lost control.
It all started when you walked in with your date. You looked stunning in your white button down blouse with a bright red silk scarf draped over your shoulders and tight jeans tucked into high healed knee-high boots. The tight jeans revealed your attitude of wearing nothing but thongs very adequately, since your jeans cupped your perfect ass with the back seam diving deeply into your crack to reveal the two perfect globes. I made it a point to keep out of eye contact in hopes that I would get a chance to "talk to you alone" at some point.
I moved around the party with you like a big cat stalking his prey. After a while of mingling you told your date that you had to use the lady's room and would be back. You headed to a hallway that someone indicated when you asked about the location and I followed being as invisible as possible. As you gained the hallway you see a line of women waiting for the facilities as well. You end up standing beside the bottom of the stairs and as one woman at the party comes down and sees you standing in line she leans over, winks and whispers, "There is another restroom upstairs past the master suite at the end of the hall if you can't wait." You thank her and head right upstairs. This is my chance I think excitedly.
I wait for you to get out of site and casually head down a hall towards the back of the house where I know there is another set of stairs going up to the second floor. I make my way up unseen and as I enter the upstairs hallway I pass by the bathroom you are in and can hear you finishing up. I glance around and there is nobody there with us. It is then I notice an open spare bedroom and my mind goes into overdrive as I slide into the dark room and wait.
I hear you come out of the bath room and start down the hall. As you pass by the bedroom I step out into the hall behind you unnoticed. As I wrap an arm around your waist I clamp a hand down over your mouth and back up into the room. You were taken by surprise and were still trying to figure out what was going on as I turned and as quietly as possible shut the door with my foot taking away the last little bit of light in the room. This causes you to begin to struggle, but to no avail as you cannot outdo my grip on you and your feet are a couple of inches off the floor so you have no leverage. As the fear grips you I whisper "Shhhhh" in your ear causing you to freeze in my arms. You still have no idea who this is that has you or how you will get out of this situation.
I know your sensitive spots from our playing around at work and gently start kissing down the side of your neck as I lower your feet to the floor and press my dick into your ass. You are caught off guard and feel a shiver run down your spine as you let out a small moan in spite of yourself. I move you a couple of steps forward until your knees are at the corner of the bed. I situate you so the corner is between your knees and you are unable to close your legs. I gruffly whisper in your ear "I am going to take my hand off of your mouth. If you scream or make any noise above a moan I will knock you out and disappear just to catch you at a later time when we can be alone. And I will not be as gentle." I pause for effect then say "I know where you live and work." At this you let out a small whimper. I ask if you understand and you give a slight nod that you do. You still do not know who I am because nothing is fitting together. You think you know the voice but that person has a beard. What you do not know is I had shaved my beard previously that day and I am left with just a mustache.
As I slowly release your mouth you start to breathe faster with the stress of the situation. You are in a dark room, with someone you do not know but who knows you and as far as anyone you know downstairs thinks you have gone to the restroom and are now mingling with the guests having a good time. I slowly remove the scarf from your shoulders and slowly wrap it around your head as a blindfold. "No peaking. So don't even think about touching that. Got it?" You nod that you understand. I then say "Don't move." As I step away from you letting my hands slide down your sides and over your hips finally patting your sweet ass. I move to the door and you hear it lock and the light come on. As your mind races thinking you could scream and pull off the blindfold and maybe get out of here you suddenly feel me behind you. "I know what you are thinking and I wouldn't if I were you." I whisper in your ear so close you can feel my hot breath on your neck and ear.
As I move you back from the bed we can hear the party is rolling in full swing as the music thumps up through the floor. This gives me an idea. I place you at the foot of the bed, sit back on the edge of the bed and say "Now dance and strip for me." A slight squeak escaped your mouth as you stand before me. "NOW" I say a little firmer making you jump then start to slowly sway to the music.
After you get the rhythm you remove the boots as coordinately as you can. Once they were off you went back to slowly swaying and gyrating to the muffled music. You worked the front of the jeans open and started slipping them down over your hips revealing a black lace thong. As you worked your jeans down your calves and off of your feet you are bent at the waist giving me a nice view down your shirt of your breasts encased in a matching lace bra. Just before you stood back up there was a glimpse of the rounded front of a cup and I thought I saw a stiff nipple protruding, trying to push its way out through the fabric of the cup. At that moment I knew two things. I knew by instinct the other nipple was in the same state and I knew that you were lost to your body's responses and would finish this no matter how your mind might scream to stop. I hold your boots up so they touch your hands and tell you to put them back on. You take the boots and slip them back on. As you stand back up I am amazed at the site. Your dark hair is hanging around your face and framing the red scarf. The white button down shirt hanging to hide the black bra and panties I know are there. And the black knee high boots make you look like a rock star stripper. I have never seen anything sexier in all my life.
You start to move sensually with the music again. Swaying and dancing seductively as you unbutton your shirt. It just keeps getting better. You drop your shirt to the floor and run your hands over your stomach up to your tits squeezing them. You are lost in the music and the moment now. As you remove your bra I can see how stiff your nipples are. Now you are just in boots a blindfold and a thong as you run your hands up your body and through your hair.
It is then that I pounce. I had removed my shirt and shoes while you were stripping. I come off of the bed so fast and unexpected you are not even aware of it until I have my hands on your elbows holding your arms up above your head, my bare chest pressed to your stomach and your stiff nipple in my mouth sucking and nibbling on it. You are so surprised that your brain screams 'Oh God no!' but you let out a moan of shock and satisfaction from the pleasure running through your nipple in a direct line to your pussy which you realize suddenly is dripping wet.
