Grant is out of town on business again and you have just come home from the shopping mall. You only went because you were bored and feeling a bit neglected and thought shopping would cheer you up. Why after all these years did he decide to take a job that would require him to be away overnight? You trusted him but there was always that nagging doubt that he might meet some one else and would have an affair. That fear was overshadowed by the fact that you felt very lonely and had been feeling sorry for yourself all day.
You pour yourself a glass of wine and decide to take advantage of his absence by treating yourself to a relaxing bubble bath. You undress and carefully hang your clothes in the closet, and return to the bathroom to have a sip of wine before running the water. You light a cigarette and proceed to get ready for your bath. It takes a minute or so to get the water temperature adjusted before you can close the drain and allow the bath to fill. You have another sip of wine and catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror before removing your bra and panties. Pretty good for a woman your age you tell yourself.
Your mind drifts back to your trip to the mall and you remember quite a few looks from some adoring men. You had worn your shortest skirt and your black calf length boots and had drawn quite a few approving glances. At one point you had made eye contact and even smiled at one of your admirers only to see him quickly look away. “He must be shy,” you told yourself.
However a few moments later you caught sight of him in one of the mirrored storefronts. He had obviously changed direction and was now following you? You stopped to window shop, and he stopped. You moved again and he followed! It felt a little creepy yet you had found yourself slightly stimulated by his obvious admiration.
Without consciously realizing it you decided to reward his appreciation by purposely dropping your car keys and slowly bending over to retrieve them. You could almost feel his eyes glued to the back of your upper thighs as you wonder just how far up your skirt he may have seen? A warm flush had swept over your body as you visualized his dick swelling in his pants. You had quickly glanced over your shoulder and caught him discreetly trying to adjust his crotch which only confirmed your suspicions that you had just given this guy a hard on!!
He must have been embarrassed by this because he had quickly dropped out of sight and was no longer following you. Good, you had enjoyed your naughty little teasing game but were glad it was over. You were ready to leave and you didn’t want this guy following you to the car, or worse following you home!!
You thought about your daring little charade and conclude that Grant is right; I still have a beautiful pair of legs so why not show them off? It is nice to know that other men still notice too. You feel a little guilty because you had purposely worn your sexiest outfit to the mall hoping to catch a few glances from admiring men. “Well, that’s what happens when your husband leaves you alone,” you say out loud.
You are suddenly startled by a noise but quickly assure yourself that it is probably just the house creaking in the cold weather. You have another drag of your cigarette and another sip of wine to calm your nerves before checking on the bath water. As you are leaning over the tub you hear another noise directly behind you and spin around in fear to face a masked intruder pointing a knife at you!! You are frozen in shock and your knees feel like they are going to buckle but somehow you remain standing. He is wearing what appears to be a black ski mask so that only his piercing eyes are visible.
He motions with the knife and tells you to stand in front of the mirror, instructions which you obey out of fear. He holds the knife at the side of your face and says,” I don’t want to cut your beautiful face but I will if you scream or try to escape.” He reaches around and cups your right breast with his hand as you cringe with panic. No one has ever touched your breasts except Grant and even the thought of it sickens you.
He reaches behind you and unclasps your bra letting it fall to the floor. Your breasts are suddenly exposed to his glaring eyes in the mirror and you instinctively cover them with both hands. “Put your hands down “he shouts and you obey his order instantly. He reaches around and cups your right breast again and starts to squeeze the nipple. You close your eyes out of humiliation and try to look away when he startles you with, “open your eyes bitch and watch what I am doing!” He presses the knife into your face to reinforce his threat and you realize that you had better obey.
“I saw you teasing that man at the mall today, you little cockteaser,” he whispers hoarsely. “Beautiful women like you are all the same, you get your kicks by seducing us with your plunging necklines and short skirts and then you leave us high and dry, “he growled. He continues to massage your breasts and both nipples while you are forced to watch in the mirror. Now his hand has left your breasts and is moving down to your panties! He starts to stroke your pubic area and you try to look away in disgust but he demands that you watch him in the mirror.
“What’s the problem bitch, you didn’t seem to mind showing your ass off earlier today,” he says. He tells you to spread your legs and continues to stroke your upper thighs and pubic area while you stand helplessly in his view. You can feel his breath on the back of your neck and notice that he is breathing heavier now. You also feel his erect penis pressing against your ass cheeks?
He stops abruptly and demands that you to go into the bedroom and lie down on your back on the bed. He reaches into a bag and retrieves a blindfold which he places over your eyes and secures it tightly behind your head. The next thing you feel is something tight around your wrists and then you feel your arms being stretched apart and securely fastened. You are in such a state of shock that you don’t even think to resist. Within minutes both of your arms and legs have been tightly bound in a spread eagle fashion on the bed. Your heart sinks as you begin to realize that you are now totally at the mercy of this dangerous sexual pervert!
He now proceeds to stroke your half naked body with his hands and you are helpless to stop him. You realize that it would be no use screaming because the house is too soundproof. As his hands touch areas where only your husband has ever been you struggle to escape but it is futile, the restraints are too strong.
Your mind races ahead with worst case scenarios and fear of what is coming as you struggle to stay calm. You are shocked back to the moment when you feel both of his hands stroking your breasts and squeezing your nipples. At least you don’t have to watch this time, you say under your breath.
Now you feel his wet lips on your nipples as he licks and sucks one and then the other. You try to block it out, but for reasons that are unclear at the moment you find yourself becoming aroused. Your brain is telling you that you should not be enjoying this but somehow your sexual instincts are trying to take over. You fight hard against it, to think of other things, but nothing will stop the tension building deep inside you.
