Adam Bridges was not a nice man. His bad disposition had not been improved by joining the armed forces. He was now 45 years old. He was powerfully built and had a keen, mechanical and tactical mind. He was an expert marksman and a superlative outdoorsman. Now that he was out of the service his wife Joan and his daughter Jane had had enough of him. Jane had built a successful business while Adam was overseas. Their time apart, often years at a time, had caused them to drift as a couple. To his daughter Jane he was a virtual stranger, one she did not want to get to know better.
Shortly after he returned home from the Middle East, Joan had given him the ultimatum, Be out of the house in six months. Although miffed Adam knew better than to hang around where he was not wanted. Over the years his wife had stopped taking care of herself. She was flabby and looked nothing like the woman Adam had married. In many ways Adam was glad to be done with her. The lawyers put everything in simple terms. Adam would retain his cabin in the deep woods. Joan hated the place and had only been there once with him the entire time they had been married. She would retain the house and the property. In exchange she would not seek alimony or child support. Joan wanted him gone immediately but she was legally bound to letting him sleep on the couch until the six months were up.
Those days were winding down to a precious few. Had Joan and Jane not been filled with such utter contempt for the man whose presence they loathed they may have noticed the gleam in Adam's eye every time Jane's tutor paid a visit. Adam asked seemingly innocuous questions about her after each of her visits. He had done some intelligence work in the navy. In no time he had compiled a secret dossier on this fascinating woman.
Her name was Beverly Holland and she was 39 years old stood five foot five and weighed about 110 pounds. She had alabaster skin and dark brown, almost black shoulder length hair. Her breasts were ample but not too large. Her legs were long and shapely. Her eyes were deep blue and her figure was to die for. Her voice was melodic and lilting. Talk about your MILFS! She had a husband named Ted who sold insurance and two children. The daughter Maria, was 16, the same age as his own daughter Jane, was the spitting image of her mother. Her son was named Clark and he was 14 and was a nice meld of his mother's and father's features.
Adam learned everything about her and her family. Beverly's schedule he committed to memory, it had her going to several houses to tutor students and lots of work from home where she had an office where she did medical billing. Adam Bridges was not missed by his wife, she was overjoyed at every second he spent out of the house. With a sizable pension and lots in the bank (Jane had stopped accepting his money years ago) Adam could do as he pleased.
His final plan was put in place to coincide with his last day on the couch. His wife would not care where he had gone and would not link it to other events. He spent weeks stocking his cabin, hunting and stashing lots of venison and other game in the freezer, He planned to have a guest. She would be unwilling at first but Adam was sure that he could bring her around to his point of view after a few weeks.
Since he was ex-military he needed a name for his project so he called it simply Operation Taking The Tutor. His plan on spiriting her out of town to his cabin was perfected through lots of practice and subtle dry runs. On the final day of his stay at his wife's house he packed up his few possessions that he hadn't already moved to the cabin into his SUV and announced that he was leaving,
"Do I get a kiss before I go?" He asked Joan.
Joan simply sneered at him and said "Very funny. Goodbye Adam, thanks for the wonderful daughter. I'd prefer if we considered each other strangers from this day on."
"Deal!" Said Adam as he strode out of the house and into his vehicle.
He drove out of town at 10:00 in the morning, making sure that he was seen by as many people as possible. He even stopped to chat up a local cop. Ten miles out of town he pulled into an abandoned farm. Adam pulled into the barn. He had rented the property. In a short time the lease would revert to the original owners and no one would know that he had ever been there.
Already in the barn was a panel van done up as a national carpet cleaning chain vehicle. Adam pulled on the uniform he had bought and drove the van back into town. Although Beverly had seen Adam before and even talked with him on one occasion, Adam felt certain that she would not recognize him. In the uniform he was as invisible as the postman, the gas man or the UPS man. I mean really how often do we REALLY see these people. Especially if we pass them on the street?
Beverly Holland lived on a leafy suburban street. Most of the houses were unoccupied as most adults of both genders were at work and the children were in school. It was 12:15 when Adam Bridges parked the cleaning van in front of 212 West Park Street. He knew that Beverly was utterly alone at home. He walked up to the door, his clipboard concealing a tazer. There were other goodies in his fanny pack.
He rang the bell and Beverly answered. He mind was clearly a thousand miles away. Her expression was one of impatience at being disturbed by a salesman. Before she got one word out Adam had forced himself into the vestibule and tazered her in the jugular. Adam caught her as she went down. From the fanny pack he produced a hypodermic needle and he gave her a quick injection. She was out immediately and would sleep for hours. She had not made a sound.
Calmly Adam returned to the van and withdrew a roll of carpet. He brought this into Beverly's house.
The carpet was unrolled. Adam took a ball gag out of the fanny pack as well as some handcuffs. He cuffed her arms and feet then duct taped her legs and arms together. She nicely fit in the re-rolled carpet. He sought out her purse and placed it in the carpet with her. The missing purse would convey the message that she had just stepped out for a moment. That could delay a police search for her by several hours. To Adam she was incredibly light as he carried her back to the van. He locked the door of the house on his way out. The rug was back in its place in the van. Adam shut the van doors and got into the driver's seat. As he pulled away he looked at his watch. 12:30! Even faster than the practice times!
A leisurely drive back to the seemingly abandoned farm and the barn. Adam took the carpet out of the van, unrolled it and took a moment to ponder his prize. She was truly beautiful. She belongs with a man like me he thought and not a non entity like her husband Ted. Her beauty was truly staggering. Up close she looked a good ten or fifteen years younger than the calender said she was. Adam wanted to unwrap her then and there but he remained focused on his mission. He put some padding down on the floorboards in the back of his SUV. And carefully piled sleeping bags and other camping equipment around her. He covered her with a thin blanket. She had plenty of air to breath and she would not be jostled too much by the ride. If a cop DID pull him over,he would most likely see all the stuff in the back of the SUV, notice that Adam was wearing his hunting vest and decide that searching the vehicle was pointless.
The farm had a large pond in the center of the property. It was fed by a natural spring and its water level never varied even in the most severe drought. The ground was hard right up to the edge of the pond. Adam sank the carpet van in it dead center. If it ever was discovered it would be months or years from now. In an empty barrel Adam burned the carpet cleaner uniform and got dressed in his hunting clothes. By 2:30 P.M. He was well out of town and on the way to his cabin. Operation Taking the Tutor was a roaring success!
It was past dark when Adam reached his cabin. It had electricity but that was its only modern convenience. Adam like it that way. To be honest he would like to live completely off the grid but he needed a freezer for his meat and beer. He also liked hot water. The bill was payed automatically from an account that was not directly traceable to Adam. His nearest neighbor was five miles away and HE hated to be bothered even more than Adam did. He had no fear of nosy neighbors.
After unlocking the door to his cabin Adam carried the precious bundle of Beverly Holland into his living room. She had barely moved but Adam new that the sedative he gave her would soon wear off. It was time to get down to business. After depositing her purse in a hidden safe his mind began to focus on his prize. For the first time he noticed what she was wearing. A tan blouse with brown slacks and sensible tan shoes.
After removing her gag and cuffs. He cut away the duct tape In his mind Adam had contemplated with relish his next action time and again over the last few months. He began to undress her. Slowly he undid every button on her blouse and slid it off her body. Her large breasts were inviting to touch in her white sensible bra. He took off her shoes and socks and then undid her belt and opened her slacks. She was wearing pink Hello Kitty panties. Adam unhooked her bra and slid off the panties. Her body was even more spectacular naked. Her breasts had lovely pink nipples and light brown areolas. There was almost no sagging from age. Her pussy hair was trimmed into a heart. But Adam knew he was not finished yet. She wore a charm necklace. Adam opened up to see a pictures of her children and husband. Adam removed this as well as the four earrings in each lobe. A cheap watch, and a tennis bracelet joined the jewelry. Last he twisted off her impressive engagement ring and wedding band. Her set her on the couch and began eating her out, The sweetness was other worldly! He took another look at her perfect ass and considered again how wonderful the coming months and years would be. He would soon have her broken down to an organic toy. She would fuck him and enjoy it, She would suck him off and swallow his seed. She would wait on him hand and foot. She would live as his woman in their leafy paradise.
He gathered up her personal effects and threw a cover over her. The sedative would wear off in no more than three quarters of an hour. His face would be the first thing she would see! For added effect,
Adam took some acetone and remove the lacquer from her fingernails and toenails. Everything she had worn as a free woman had been removed. Of course later he would have to deal with that bush, slaves were not permitted body hair, she no doubt, would want to hold onto it making its loss all that more acute.
