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Bored Housewife

Part 1

Her life was a boring hellish existence

 

 

Her life was a boring hellish existence.  She stood in front of the sink doing the dishes for the hundredth time this week.  As she moved her eyes to him she sighed.  Look at him!  He’s fat and lazy.  He was quite a catch when they first started dating.  Fresh from the military he was strong and buff.  He had a mission and was determined to make a good life for himself.  They dated for 5 years before he finally broke her down and convinced her to marry him.  Things changed suddenly after that.  His jumping from job to job and uncontrolled spending had eaten away at their financial state.  He had become lazy, complaining about the smallest chore he had to help with.  And with the laziness came the fatness.  Sex had become more of a chore than an enjoyable experience, not to mention the fact that he couldn’t make her cum anymore.  He was literally an 8 second ride, barely starting before he was done, always leaving her unsatisfied.  She had tried to spice things up with toys and play, but to no avail.  He took her for granted and she was just bored with life.

 

One of her friends had encouraged her to try some personal websites.  She really liked a particular one a lot.  It wasn’t just a “sex site”, but had options to hook up for chat and friendship.  She figured what could it hurt.  If nothing else she could find someone to talk to.  She wasn’t interested on screwing around but the loneliness had become more than she could bear and her friends just didn’t get it.  She logged on and filled out the profile making sure that she checked the boxes that she was looking for friendship and talk only. 

She got a couple of emails from some guys, but they were obviously players looking for one thing only.  She just ignored these idiots; it just wasn’t what she was looking for. 

 

A few weeks went by and she had almost forgotten about signing up on the website when she got a new message.  She opened it and read it then logged on and reviewed his profile.  He was married also, unhappy with his life, but not looking to change his situation.  He just wanted someone to connect with.  She replied to his email and they began chatting.  His life was so similar to hers.  His wife wasn’t interested in sex due to “female problems” and they just didn’t seem to be able to talk anymore.  They chatted daily for a couple months when he finally popped the question.  Would she go out to lunch with him?  She was somewhat shocked by his proposal, but she felt comfortable about him and what could lunch hurt?  Its not like they were meeting at a motel for an afternoon of hot steamy sex.  She agreed and he made the plans.

 

It took her forever to get ready.  She didn’t want to dress over the top, but still she wanted to impress him.  She finally chose a simple pair of slacks and a low cut sweater.  She drove to the restaurant, all the while feeling the butterflies in her stomach.  She was so nervous she almost turned around and went back home.  No she told herself, this was just a friendly meeting, nothing more.  She got out of the car and walked inside.  There he was sitting right where he said he would be.  He was gorgeous.  She could tell from his size he was tall and he had the most fabulous wavy black hair.  As if he sensed her he turned around and smiled.  She walked to the table and sat down.  They made polite conversation and ordered a light meal.  When the lunch was over neither was ready to call it a day.  He suggested that they go for drinks and she agreed.  She followed him to a bar close by and they ordered drinks.  They talked and laughed, joked and flirted.  Before she knew it, it was getting late.  She bid him goodbye with a warm hug and he gave her a peck on the cheek.  She left feeling like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.  She drove home and crawled into bed and slept better than she had in months. 

 

They continued to chat and meet for lunches and drinks for many more months.  He was a police officer and never failed to entertain her with stories of his job. He was never was to forward always greeting her with a big hug and kissing her cheek at the end of their date.  They talked about everything.  He listened to her troubles and she listened to his.  They had become best friends. 

 

One day during their daily chats he again surprised her with another proposal.  He was going out of town for a conference and would be driving to it.  It was to far for him to make it without stopping for a rest and he wanted her to go with him to share the driving.  He offered to put her up in her own room the entire time they were there and promised to be a perfect gentleman.  She checked her work schedule and arranged for the time off.  She told her husband she was going out of town for a conference for work.  He probably wouldn’t even notice she was gone except for dinnertime.  She packed her stuff and was on her way.

 

He lived in a different city and they had made arrangements to leave her car there where no one she knew would recognize it.  She parked and waited.  He was late.  Finally he arrived.  She had decided to wear a skirt and top to be more comfortable while driving and give her legs more room to move.  He drove a large pickup with a camper shell.  He loaded her bags and helped her climb into the cab of the truck.  She was excited about the prospect of a road trip and getting away for a week.  They got on the highway and started their journey.  He drove well into the night and then they switched places.  He showed her to route on the map that she was to take while he napped.  She followed his directions and pulled over at the gas station he had told her about.  They would fuel up and get a quick bite to eat and then he would drive again.  They still had about a days worth of driving to arrive at their destination.  They ate at the restaurant connected to the gas station, he paid the bill and they were getting ready to get back on the road.   He walked her to her side of the truck and told her to wait there for him; he had a surprise for her.  He went to the driver’s side of the truck and opened the door.  She heard him fumbling around in the back seat of the cab and the door close.  He approached her and she could see he was hiding something behind his back.  She smiled a knowing grin and looked down, she was embarrassed that he had taken the time to pick something up for her and she was curious to know what it was. He reached for her and she recognized this was his way of asking for a hug.  She stepped into his arms as he pulled her close.  She rested her cheek against his massive chest and breathed in his manly smell while wrapping her arms around his neck.  He hugged her tight and she felt at peace.  Then he reached up and pulled her arms from around his neck and slowly pushed them behind her back.  It was very dark and she couldn’t see what his surprise was yet.  Suddenly she felt something close around her wrist and before she could comprehend what it was he had enclosed her other wrist as well.  Handcuffs, he had handcuffed her.  She laughed and stepped back looking up into his eyes.  “What are you playing at?” she asked him.  He grinned back and even though it was dark she could see his teeth behind his lips.  “I’m not playing” he replied.  He stepped up to her putting his hand at the base of her neck and pulled her mouth to his kissing her deeply and passionately.  His tongue probed her mouth and she felt it run against her teeth.  Just as suddenly as he started he stopped and his hand moved from her neck into her hair.  He wound his fingers in its length and pulled her head back roughly.  She was so stunned by the kiss she didn’t even have time to react. Her head jerked back and she could feel the pull of her hair.  “I think that’s enough, I don’t like this.  Un-cuff me and lets get back on the road.”  He was still smiling and she was close enough now she could see that his grin had a smirk to it.  She was starting to get a little apprehensive.  She didn’t like the way he was looking at her.  His voice startled her when he spoke.  “Shut up!  You do not speak unless I tell you to.  This isn’t a game.  I have wanted you since I first laid my eyes on you and now I mean to have you.  You will do as you are told or you will suffer consequences.”  She blinked her eyes.  She didn’t understand.  What happened to him?  What was he talking about?  He answered her questions before she could even speak.  “There is no conference.  I’m taking you to a little place I have rented for the week.  Just you and me, I’m tired of your constant teasing and flirting and I have to say I’ve been very patient in earning your trust.  But its over, you are mine now and I will do as I wish to every inch of your body.”  She started shaking her head to tell him no, to stop this crazy talk when she felt the palm of his hand connect with her cheek.  He had hit her hard enough to knock her off balance and she stumbled against the truck.  She scanned the parking lot for someone to help her, but it was empty except for a few cars.  Not a person in sight.  She was sobbing at this point and the sound she made irritated him.  He had hoped that it wouldn’t be necessary to gag her, but he wasn’t going to listen to that.  He grabbed her shoulders and twirled her around to face the truck.  He pressed himself up against her and grinded his cock into her ass.  Even through his jeans she could feel that he was hard.  Panic gripped her and she struggled to get free, but she wasn’t going anywhere.  He had his feet on the outside of hers caging her.  He pulled the gag from his back pocket and wrapped it around her head.  He pushed a small ball in her mouth and fastened it in the back.  He loved the look of terror in her eyes.  She was now cuffed and gagged.  Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she kept shaking her head as if to tell him no.  Like she could control him.  That fucking bitch at home thought she could control him and he let her think that.  Soon enough he would be free of her.  He had inherited a large some of money when his father had died and he had been very careful to make sure she had no knowledge of it.  It was safely tucked away where only he had access to it.  If things worked out this week, he may just pack up and leave taking his new prize with him.  He snapped himself back to the present and again took in the site of her.  “Now time to make some changes.” He told her.   He pulled a pocketknife from his pants and her eyes enlarged with fear.  He just chuckled.  “No need to worry baby, I’m not going to hurt you with this.”  He pulled her skirt up exposing her lacy panties.  “There will be no need for these.  You will not hide anything from me.  I know your mind and I will know your body.”  He grabbed the side and with one swift motion cut them.  He repeated this on the other side.  Her panties hug held by her legs being together.  He reached down and pulled them away.  His cock throbbed at the site of her ass barred to him and couldn’t help himself.  He had to touch her.  He rubbed her ass cheek.  It felt as soft as he had imagined.  He felt her slump against the truck and even with the gag he could still hear her sobs.  Slowly he pushed a finger between her legs and probed for her opening.  She was wet.  Whether she wanted to admit it or not she was aroused.  He slipped in one finger and then another.  God she was tight and warm.  He felt her tense and push against him sobbing louder.  She squirmed and struggled to get free.  He like the struggle and pushed into her harder.  He probed and played with her pussy until she was almost screaming behind the gag.  Pulling his fingers from her he pushed them under her nose smearing her own juices on her upper lip. He whispered in her ear “That’s the smell of sex baby.  Isn’t it nice?”  She could feel his warm breath against her neck as he moved his hands up her shirt and unfastened her bra.  He used the knife to cut the straps and pulled it free.  Her breast jiggled with the release.  He then grasped a breast in each hand and rolled her nipples between his fingers pinching them.  Her knees started to give out and he forced his knee between her legs to hold her up.  He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back to his chest while he continued to pinch and squeeze her nipple with the other hand.  Harder and harder he squeezed and pulled until he knew it was painful.  She continued to sob and fight him.  Didn’t she know it was useless?  She was his now.

 

To be continued…..


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