Work had been a bitch. It was good to finally be home…what she was looking for was a relaxing night…a bath, glass of wine, maybe a call to the boyfriend for some other forms of relaxation…. What she needed was a calm night…
…what she got was a burglar.
She put her hands up and yelped in startled shock. “Don’t hurt me!” she said…only wait…did he just wink at her from under that ski mask? She then saw him pat his thigh twice…and suddenly it was “Game On”. “You couldn’t have picked a better time, babe,” she said, letting him know his signal was received. “Oh, wait I mean… Please Mr. Burglar…please don’t tie me up and make all kinds of lewd advances…at least not until after you give me a good long massage…”
Dez for today.
Tolstoy
Bondage and a massage? It don’t work as well as she thinks it will!