Some of what I have written is true I guess, Job, house, thoughts, and neighbor kid and of course I have these sexual fantasies with you and the kid. Since beginning this story, I ran into him at the Y swimming and from the look of his bulge; I think he is very well endowed. At first I thought he stuck a balled up sock or something down there to impress the girls but as we talked he started getting hard. So I know it is real. I really started thinking about him and what he was doing and fantasying even more about letting him see and watch me. Maybe not masturbating in front of him or having sex in front of him but let him have a harmless peak at me bathing and laying on my bed, maybe walking around the house nude. As far as the story, you will have to read and see where I went with this fantasy.
Sara
I had a hard day at the office; actually the whole week had been hard with long hours and lost sleep worrying if I was going to get everything finished by the weekend. Well, I did and now I finally had a free weekend, no worries, free to just relax. I had been so uptight all week that I scarcely had time to read the notes from my secret lover in New Jersey. Well, I had not actually met him but we IM a little and send erotic e-mail stories to each other with pictures showing our bodies and such. Each one getting me very horny, so horny I usually had to pleasure myself. He had told me my stories and pictures of myself that I send to him had the same effect on him as his did to me. I had never talked to him so I have never heard his voice. I wondered if we would ever meet, the agreement we had at this time was that we may never meet but would be distant friends.
I had had only two guys in my life and it seemed like it was years ago. Actually it was. One was in high school; my junior year and it had only been a brief sexual encounter at the end of the school year. I thought this was the guy I would spend the rest of my life with. We had been in school together and dated, he a senior and of course, he finally talked me into doing it as he fed me this story of him graduating and going into the Marines and we would not be seeing each other for a long time. It had been my first time and we only did it twice when I found out from a girl friend that he was bragging to his friends that he finally scored with me. I had thought he was in love with me but now I was just another score. That ended that.
The other guy was when I started collage; my freshman year and this cute upper classman started pestering me to go out with him. I did and on one date, he got me drunk and took advantage of me. That ended that. I swore off of guys after that and concentrated on my studies and worked hard to get myself through school.
Now I had a good job in a law firm as a Para-Legal, not having taken the bar exam yet and not sure I wanted to. I was having fun, working hard, and still learning first hand on the job the complexities of the laws. I was putting in long hours, working through several weekends and now finally getting much needed free time this weekend and looking forward to it. I wanted to get home take a good long soak and shower and relax and read Mark's e-mail stories again, all of them, and just relax on my bed and daydream. I hadn't had that chance for what seemed ages.
Quitting time finally came, even though it was already after hours. I told myself, as I was getting my things together I would grab a bite to eat on the way home so I would have more time to unwind and relax at home. I swung into Burger King on the way and grabbed a burger and fries at the drive up and ate on the way home. I was in too much of a hurry to get out and eat the hot soak and shower sounded so good to me that I didn't want to waste the time. I gobbled the food down on the way. Traffic was light so it didn't take me long to get home.
I hurried into the house when I got there, Damn I thought as I opened the door; the air conditioner is goofy again. My small two-bedroom house was hot and I rushed around opening the windows in all the rooms and the glass slider to the back yard patio. Cool evening air rushed in. I surveyed my house thinking I was lucky that it was so small. It would cool down in no time. The front of the house consisted of the small living room with a bedroom and bath off of it and the kitchen. The back of the house was the dining room; my bedroom and another bath room. My back yard was large and private, fenced with a tall holly hedge providing even more privacy. I liked to sunbathe there and many times I did yard work in my string bikini or short shorts and halter top. I usually never ware a bra under my halter. Sometimes I wish I could just go nude but there was one window from the house next door that looked into my yard. The hedge and fence didn't block it.
There was a bottle of white merlot in the refrigerator and I headed to it, poring myself a glass. Now, I thought, time for relaxation at last and headed to the bathroom, turning on the hot water in the tub. My wine glass was almost empty already so I headed back to the kitchen and grabbed the bottle and ice bucket and headed back to the bath. I placed the bucket and wine on the edge of the tub and stripped leaving everything in a haphazard pile on the floor. The tub was full and I slipped in. I lay there soaking for hours drinking wine. It felt so good to finally have this time to myself. I had lain there so long my skin was starting to crinkle; the water was beginning to get cool and my wine bottle empty. So I pulled the plug and started the water draining turning on the showerhead at the same time. When I stood, I discovered I was a little tipsy from the wine and laughed at myself. Well, I thought, better get soaped down and out before I pass out from the wine here in the shower. I quickly did just that and carefully washed myself making sure I was squeaky clean, hair and all. I stood under the hot shower rinsing myself letting the hot water cascade over my body, the hot water relaxing me even more. I felt light headed when I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower to get my towel. I had to turn my back to the open door to get my towel off the towel rack, I never close the door as I am always alone, and wasn't aware of someone coming up behind me. I wasn't even aware of the hand that quickly covered my mouth and nose as I passed out.
I awoke a short time later, stretched out on my bed, it must have been only minutes as my body and hair was still wet. I was blindfolded, my hands tied to each side of my poster bed, my right leg tied to the post at the foot of the bed and my left leg being tied to the other post. I tried to kick it free, pulling my legs together while screaming, but the rope held fast and I was cinched down. I couldn't move, held down to the bed spread-eagled. I couldn't fight or pull my legs together to stop what I knew what was about to happen as I heard someone undressing. I was pleading please no don't do this. Please don't rape me, as I was thinking to myself what I had done. I had not shut and locked the windows or glass slider to the patio in the back yard. Oh no, I thought. This is the neighbor kid that I had seen peaking into my windows several times and I had not closed and locked any of my windows or patio door. I started pleading with him as I felt the bed move as he got on it between my legs. Please don't. God don't do this. I couldn't remember his name and kept pleading with him as I felt his hands explore my body starting at my breasts and roaming from there. He was leaning over me and I could feel his hardness rubbing against me as he leaned down on me and took one breast into his mouth while squeezing and rubbing the other. I kept up my pleading and tried to buck him off the best I could but he was too heavy and the ropes helped hold me down. He rose up and smothered my mouth with his to quiet me as he forced me into a kiss. I tried to fight him but couldn't.
