It was Friday afternoon when I drove to Eric and Rosina's house. They'd asked me to fix their pc that had some problems as I was known for being a technical guy. However I really wasn't I just had some attributes some didn't have or were too lazy to use. Being inquisitive, willing to try and search that's not that hard is it? The visit was not planned, just come by when you've got time. I just hope that someone's home then.
Rosina was my cousin, her father and my father were brothers. They were very close when they grew up and even now there close. This meant that Rosina and her and my sister grew up reasonably close. Eric was her boyfriend for about six months now, he was a nice chap although he could be quite intrusive.
I parked the car on the driveway as there was space on the driveway. Eric's car wasn't standing there so probably in the garage or he was on nightshift. Eric sure loved his new car so he wasn't amused when I said that its just shaped tin with the function to get to point B. I walked to the door and opened it, there was no need to ring the bell as the battery was dead. I did knock on the door of the living room before I entered but was in vain. The room was empty, too empty it seemed although I could place it. I walked to the table that only seated a picture of Eric and Rosina smiling and hugging. Eric was a small guy with short straw blond hair. He was he nevertheless was a muscleman, spending by my opinion too much time in the gym. Well everybody needs a hobby. You also couldn't say that Eric had a dark skin but next to Rosina he was.
Rosina was milky pale skinned and in contrast to Eric tall. Where she stood five feet ten Eric stood only five feet five. She was slender but athletic as she too went to the gym though not as much as Eric. Where Eric had hair like straw Rosina had hair the colour of paprika. Long dark red hair that waved as it came down her shoulder and back.
I concluded that they weren't home and simply forgot to lock the door. I chuckled as I walked to staircase. I fix their stuff and leave, they'll look up strange when It works again. I froze when I walked into the hallway, as heard moaning noises coming from the master bedroom. So that's why the door isn't locked and nobody's downstairs. I silently walked closer to the door that was ajar. I stood still again and listen more closely, something wasn't right. Then it hit me when I heard the voices that spoke. The accent was off and the voices too I waited a bit longer. Then my suspicion was confirmed as the porn scene was over and the program changed. I smiled, watching porn and leaving the door open is not that smart. I opened the door with care and the oiled hinges made no noise.
I was shocked when I looked into the room. Rosina was laying on her back covered with only a nightgown. A nightgown that she wasn't wearing but it laid on top covering what lays underneath. A blindfolded was wrapped around her head tucking her long red hair . Her arms were handcuffed to balusters of the bed and her legs were tied to the baluster, which made her look like a sea star.
The sound that I could have made was masked by the porn and she didn't react to me standing in the doorway.
I could feel the blood pumping in the veins of my temple and my penis. I could think straight so walked away from the spectacle that Rosina was and went to the toilet. I sat down and looked at my rock hard dick, mindlessly did I began to stroke it. Faster and faster with the memory of Rosina in my mind and in no time did the volcano erupt. While blasting white streams against the wall came eureka.
Once after a couple drinks did Eric boast about their sex toys. With all the details like location, how often and what. We all knew that Eric liked to exaggerate so we took it with a grain of salt. I cleared up the mess and walked to the cupboard in Eric's study. On the top shelf of the further empty cupboard stood two jars, one contained lubricant and one contained massage oil beside it lay a single handcuff with the key inside it's lock. The jar of lubricant was still unopened with its pristine seal covering it's lid. The massage oil was opened but was almost full, it smelled fresh.
With the jar of oil in my hands and the keys in my pocket did I go to the kitchen to warm up the oil. On my way there I locked the front door and left the key in the door so no one could enter. When the oil and my hands were finally warm, did I walk back to a dream. Again I looked at her whilst standing in the doorway and thought perhaps she was sleeping. One way to find out I thought so I changed the porn with the romantic fifties music she liked.
"Ah, back again." Said Rosina when the sound of porn stopped.
I froze and looked at her, she was looking at me. Well her face was pointed in my direction but her eyes were still covered. I didn't answer but put on the music. In a manner of knowing someone was trustworthy I needed to do something. I didn't want her to scream when a silent person began to touch her.
I knew she liked to be touched between her big toe and the long toe so I caressed her toes and feet. I presumed that Eric was one of the few who knew this. No reply came from Rosina so I walked to the warm oil that I put on the bedside table. On the way I hung the keys on a nail, at the table I rubbed some oil on my hands. The strong jasmine smell was pleasant and made me more confident. I moved upward to her hands and began to massage her left hand and arm.
