The sun was high in the sky when Fran decided to stop raking the leaves up in her garden. Her sweat soaked t-shirt stuck to her skin revealing her body to anyone who might be watching.
Autumn may be a pretty season but it sure is hard work.
She told herself as she bent to bag the last pile of leaves.
Time for a shower.
Within minutes she was leaning against the shower wall, letting the water pelt down on her naked back. Her red hair stuck to her head and chest like curling tendrils pointing the way to her hard nipples. She had her stereo on full blast and was listening to the trumpet blasts of Blood Sweat and Tears playing the intro of “Spinning Wheel”.
The music was loud and steam filled the room so she had no chance of hearing or seeing the interloper until he was standing behind her in the shower, his hand clasped across her mouth.
“Don’t scream or turn around Fran and you wont get hurt.” He whispers in her ear.
“Ok,” she answers with more calmness than she actually felt.
“I have admired you from afar for the longest time Fran.” He tells her.
“You have me at a disadvantage,” Fran says. “You know my name but I don’t know yours.”
“You can call me Ian.” He answers. “I am going to blindfold you now Fran so you can’t see me. Just remember don’t scream or try to turn around and you won’t be hurt.”
Fran is suddenly pitched into blackness as the blindfold goes around her eyes. Adrenaline is pumping through her body as she feels his naked form pressed against her back. She feels the hardness of his cock throbbing against her skin as his hands reach around in front of her finding her breasts. He squeezes and pulls at her nipples sending shivers throughout her body.
She felt like a slut as desire throbbed in her loins. She was enjoying this probably more than she should. Her nipples grew in their hardness looking like bullets poking from her firm grapefruit size
breasts. They were reacting to his touch. He was kissing and sucking the skin of her shoulder and
