Today is the day. It has always been a fantasy of his. Role-playing just does not cut it anymore. He wants her.
For the last couple of days he has noticed that she is coming home to an empty house as well as only one car in the driveway throughout the night. Today he watched her walking into the house. She looks so good. He could tell she is just getting home from work. She is dressed professionally, but sexy. He give her about ten minutes to start settling in before he got out of the car and walk to the window. It is dark enough that she won't see him plus he is dressed in an over-sized black hoodie and dark jeans.
As he comes to the kitchen window, he sees her. She has changed clothes. She is in a large t-shirt (maybe her husband's?) and sweatpants with her hair pulled back. "I'm not going to hurt her." He thinks to himself. "She will beg for it before he is done."
With newfound confidence he walks to the back door and finds it unlocked like he knew he would. Quietly he steps into the house trying not to breathe, he pulls the hood up over his head covering his entire face, then takes the knife out of his back pocket. As he comes around the corner into the kitchen he notice her bent forward in front of the sink. Her ass looks perfect in that position he thinks to himself as he creeps toward her.
As she stands up he is standing directly behind her. She sees his reflection towering over her petite body in the window. As she starts to turn and scream this stranger steps forward pushing her into the counter and covered her mouth with his huge hand.
As he is pushing against her and she is fighting back he can feel his cock getting hard. He leans down and whispers into her ear "Don't make me use this." As he holds up the knife with his other hand. She almost goes limp as fear starts to take over. "Do what I tell you and I won't hurt you." "Do you understand?" She nods her head. With that he pushes her face down against the counter holding her down with his forearm as he is pulling at her sweatpants. He smiles to himself as he realized that she was not wearing panties.
She hears the sound of his zipper coming down. She can tell he's pulling his pants down. His big hand is still holding her down. She can't move and doesn't even know if her fear would let her. He leans up against her and she can feel the size of his cock against her ass. She is now more afraid then when she first saw him. She knows what he's here for and afraid that the knife is not what he's going to use to hurt her. He makes her step out of the sweats, but he doesn't give her any freedom to do it.
He tells her to take off the t-shirt. As the shirt comes off, he sets the knife down out of her reach but within his. He can over-power her and knows she won't scream now. He grabs both of her breasts and kneads them as he whispers in her ear all the things he's going to do to her and all the things she's going to do to him. His breath is hot, his voice is deep and everything about him is big.
He turns her around and pushes her to her knees. He tells her to untie his boots and take them off as well as his his jeans. He likes a little degradation. Her hands are shaking and she fumbles but manages to finish. When she's done, she still there on her knees, in front of him.
