Mikko had not been kidding about moving here. Not only did they move here but they moved only a few houses down from ours. It was nice to have them local as I had grown so weary of the travel needed to see them. My wife h and Mikko had grown to become good friends although my wife, Thanh, was cautious given Mikko's unconventional way of dressing herself. My wife was more of a traditional Asian woman and did not understand what Mikko was trying to accomplish dressing that way.
Mikko was chronically pressing me to repeat my performance with her with various innuendos. I had never cheated on my wife but I did feel guilty. Mikko's words echoed through my head constantly. Although I did feel guilty she was quite possibly the best fuck of my life. I was clearly on the fence as to what I should do in regards to the situation. Mike was actually hoping it would happen again. He thought it was hilarious as he has known about Mikko's dark desires for quite some time. He was certainly not the jealous type either. He told me how for the next week Mikko was as hot as a cat on a hot tin roof!
A few weeks had passed and my life had returned to some sense of normalcy. My wife had arranged a party in which I was hoping Mikko and Mike might attend. Mike had to work that night and my wife was not really interested in inviting Mikko. Our guests arrived and when were having drinks, I received the phone call.
My wife Thanh answered. "Honey, its Mikko sounds like something is really wrong."
I picked up the phone and heard Mikko on the other end. She clearly sounded distressed. "You need to come here right away. They left...but...not sure when they will be back. Really need your help here. Can't even see what is going on. Please come now!"
She hung up the phone and it was a dire situation. I told Thanh what happened and that I had to go for a while. She was in complete agreement. Although she was not invited she told me that I should bring her over. Her tone had truly scared us both.
I ran down the street and the house was pitch black. It was perfect cover for whoever wished to do ill will to this house or anyone in it. I rang the doorbell and Mikko was nowhere to be seen. I rang it again and heard no one inside so I noticed the door was unlocked and wandered inside. I yelled Mikko's name and heard some stirrings upstairs.
"I am up here. Come up." She pleaded.
I made my way fumbling up the stairs as best I could. I used my cell phone as a kind of light but it was far too dark to see more than a few feet in front of me. Although it had been a short time that they had been living there it was well furnished. I could hear Mikkos pleas coming from behind her closed bedroom door. I came to the top of the stairs and opened the door. It was jet black inside, I could hear Mikko but I really could not see far into the room. I walked into the room and immediately tripped and fell on my face.
"SON OF A BITCH" I yelled out as i slammed my head on the ground. I thought I heard Mikko chuckle a bit but I could have been hearing things too. "Whats the deal, why are you in here by yourself with no lights?"
"I can't move at the moment. They turned off the lights. You need to get the flashlight on the nightstand by the door. Its the only thing on it you can't miss it."
"Who is 'they' and are 'they' coming back." i questioned.
"I will answer all your questions just get that flashlight we really need it."
