Beth waited and listened. She heard the bedroom door close and then the front door shut. She waited a full five minutes, counting off the seconds, just in case he changed his mind and decided to come back and fuck her.
To Beth's dismay he did not return.
Beth tried to put the handcuff key in the lock but she dropped it onto the floor. With the blindfold on, Beth couldn't see to find the key. She got down on the floor and felt around for it.
She was so horny from what the stranger had done to her, she just wanted to get her dildo and masturbate until she had an orgasm. But, first, she had to find the fucking handcuff key. Beth tried and tried, feeling around everywhere, but could not find it.
It was like it vanished when it hit the floor. Beth had to find the key and get out of the cuffs. Of course, her husband would find the key when he got home and unlock the cuffs -- but that would not be until tomorrow. Besides, how could she explain the situation to him.
Beth kept feeling. It was so frustrating. She was so horny, desperately needed to cum but there was no way that was going to happen until she found the key to unlock the cuffs.
On her knees, Beth lay her head on the bed and, after what seemed like an eternity of wriggling and rolling her head, she eventually managed to get the blindfold off one eye. Beth spotted the key and then had a hard time picking it up off the floor. Finally, she managed to get it and unlock the cuffs.
As soon as Beth removed the cuffs, she ripped off the blindfold and went to her hiding place for her eight-inch dildo. It was one she could fill with hot water so that it felt like a real cock but Beth was too horny to waste time filling it. This toy was the one she used in the mornings after her husband left for work. He never brought her to orgasm when they had sex. Sure, she moaned and screamed and told him she loved what he was doing, just like he liked her to do. But, truth be told, she coudn't remember the last time her husband made her climax.
Beth quickly got on the bed on her back and, with one quick thrust, shoved the entire eight inches into her waiting wet pussy. She was cumming by the time she'd fucked herself with half-a-dozen strokes. Beth let out a long, low moan as she had the best orgasm since... well, since she could remember.
By the time she was done, Beth was exhausted. She lay on the bed sucking on the dildo, cleaning it of her juices. After recovering, Beth decided to have that much-needed bubble bath she so desperately wanted to take when she first got home. But, hey, she wasn’t complaining: the stranger had made her feel better than any bubble bath ever could.
She started the bath water and poured in some of the scented bubble bath she'd bought the last time her husband let her go shopping. While she waited for the tub to fill, Beth decided to fill the dildo with hot water because she knew she would be using it again before the night was over.
Recalling what the stranger had done to her, she tingled all over, but couldn’t believe that she didn’t fight him, didn’t resist him at all. What did that say about her as a woman? It would have been different if she'd thought it was her husband. But she'd known from the very beginning that it wasn't - and nott just because this man had facial hair. This stranger was kind and gentle, something her husband hadn’t been in a very long time.
As the tub filled, Beth suddenly thought: Should I call the police and report what happened? What could she tell them? She had no idea what he looked like. It all seemed like a dream.
Finally, the tub filled and Beth got in to relax. The water was hot and she got in slowly, letting her body get used to the temperature. She slipped down in the tub until the water came up to just under her chin. Beth relaxed and even dozed off... until her head slipped under the water and she came up spitting water and bubbles.
Beth then got out of the tub, dried off and picked up her water-filled dildo and went to lay on the bed. Beth was planning on using her dildo again to make her orgasm but she was so exhausted she fell asleep. She had the most amazing dream she'd ever had. Most of the time, Beth couldn’t remember her dreams but this one was so vivid it seemed almost real.
She dreamed the stranger did fuck her instead of leaving. Beth woke, moaning and fingering herself and playing with her rock hard nipples.
Beth loved it when her husband went away and left her alone on the weekends. In fact, she wished he'd do it more than just once a month. Don’t get it wrong, Beth loved her husband but she wished his cock was bigger and that he was nicer to her - and a better lover.
Her husband was the only man she'd ever been with - until the stranger, that is. Beth met her husband ,Jack her first year of high school and they had dated all four years. Back then he was attentive and loving. Now, at the age of twenty-five he was like a different person. Now they only had sex when he wanted. Once, when he had cum in her, she'd made the mistake of telling him to keep fucking her because she hadn’t cum yet and he said he didn’t care.
Beth was glad she had the dildo but she could only use it when Jack wasn’t home. He e didn't want her using toys.
Beth got out of bed but didn't bother to dress. She realized she was starving. It was eight in the morning and she hadn’t had anything to eat since she stopped at the fast food place on the way home from the airport last night. Other than his cum, of course. She smiled at her thoughts...
Three weeks later
Out of the blue, the stranger suprised Beth by sending an email saying that he would be there by seven that evening. He knew that her husband was going away on a weekend's hunting trip. Beth looked at the digital alarm clock on the night stand beside the bed. It said 6:30 pm. She had finished taking a long hot bubble bath and was now sitting on the bed naked, getting ready to put on the ball gag, blindfold and handcuffs.
Beth put everything on, only this time she didn’t shove the ball gag so far into her mouth that she almost gagged or made the cuffs so tight that they bit into her wrists. Then she lay on the bed and waited, her pussy already wet with anticipation. She hoped he wouldn’t mind.
Thinking about what he was going to do to her, she was tempted to finger herself to orgasm but she wanted to wait until he was inside her before she came. Suddenly, Beth heard the front door open and, a few seconds later, the bedroom door.
He sat on the bed beside her, and said, “Oh, my pet, you don’t need to put all this stuff on. I am not your husband, I don’t need you helpless to make love to you.”
The stranger then proceeded to unlock the cuffs with the key he found on the night stand. Then he undid the straps and took out the ball gag.
“And now, finally, the blindfold,” he told her.
Beth stopped him, taking his hands in hers. “Please don’t.”
“Oh, you don’t want to see me, to know who I am?”
“Not just yet. The mystery and intrigue excites me,” Beth said. “Maybe after… before you leave.”
“Mmm, anything for you, my pet,” he said and took her face in his hands and gently placed a kiss on her lips.
As he pulled away, Beth grabbed him and pulled him to her and gave him a sensuous kiss, shoving her tongue into his mouth. Beth realized he was still dressed and moved her hands to his chest to remove his shirt. She felt for the buttons but her hands were shaking so bad she gave up and simply ripped his shirt open.
He puts his hands on Beth’s shoulders and held her at arm’s length. “Easy, Beth, we have all weekend,” he said and Beth felt him get off the bed.
She reached out to pull him back but he had gone. “Where are you going?”
“Don’t worry, baby, I'm not going anywhere. I' just finishing undressing, that’s all.”
Beth heard him unbuckling his pants and smiled, then licked her lips as she thought about sucking his monster cock again.
Back on the bed, he gave her a light kiss on the lips and Beth kissed all over his bearded face and down his neck to his chest. Beth discovered he had a lot of chest hair, unlike her husband. She breathed in deep, taking in the scent from his chest. She didn’t know the cologne but loved the smell and rutted around in his chest hairs like a hog sniffing out truffles. She made her way to his nipples and took one into her mouth and sucked on it.
As Beth did this he whispered, “Spread your legs for me, Beth.”