He heard the sound of the front door opening and closing, and the familiar footsteps that he had grown accustomed to hearing everyday around this time. He was downstairs finishing folding the laundry after putting in a solid day working on his novel. He knew where she was judging from the sounds of her heels, and then heard the sound of them being kicked into the closet. He could hear nothing now except for what he thought was the basement door being opened.
"Babe?" he called out.
Nothing.
He shrugged his shoulders, assuming he was hearing things and grabbed the towels to fold.
He jumped slight when he felt her arms wrap around his stomach as she pressed her tits into his back hard, forcing him to grab onto the laundry table to steady himself.
He started to turn but she firmly planted her knee between his legs, her thigh pinning him against the table.
"Babe what the hell..." he started
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." she whispered sharply into his ear. "Just let go, I will be easier on you if you relax..." she said, flicking her tongue over his ear, all the while keeping him pinned against the table.
She could feel him hesitate, and begin to tense up to perhaps take control back, but she slid her hands up to his chest and shoulders and then slowly running them down his arms. She felt him relax a bit, and that's when she grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms behind his back, and before he could react, she had masterfully cuffed him.
"Jesus babe..." but stopped talking when she took his head and forced it down on the table.
"I told you it was better to relax...you need to listen better than that..." she heard him gasp as her hand reached down and gave his rapidly hardening cock a firm squeeze through his pants.
"You going to listen? Nod your head, do not say a word"
He nodded his head, and she pulled him up, and led him by the cuffs to the couch. She turned him and pushed him down so he was sitting facing her. She stood there, legs spread apart, letting him look at her. She was wearing a short dress he hadn't seen before, and it covered just enough to make it borderline acceptable office wear, but barely. From his vantage point , he could see more than the average office worker. He smiled, looking at her at she straddled him, pushing her tits into his face and he tried to bite her nipples through the cloth, and she gave him a playful slap on the face.
"Nooooo, you do what your told, and I didn't tell you to do that." she said. "You need to listen or this isn't going to go well for you."
He went to answer and she placed a finger across his lips.
"Nod only. No talking. Do you understand?"