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You just sat there exasperated as I installed small lamps under your
kitchen cabinets. You had rushed all morning running errands, dropping
off the kids, and rushing home so as to let me in to do your electrical
installation. You simply sat there having a coffee while watching me
work and let off a loud sigh of relief. Loud enough to get my attention
anyway......I asked if everything is alright? You told me you kind of
envied me, being my own boss and all. I said it had its advantages, but
that maybe your problem is trying to have control of situations when
there really is no need to. You sometimes have to let go, which you
said, 'Was easier said than done'. It all depends on your state of
mind, are you willing to try something new, are you opened minded
enough? 'And how much is enough?' you inquired. 'Blind faith' I
replied with a smirk, and there was a pause while you interpreted the
gleam in my eyes.
I motioned for you to clear the kitchen table of its ornaments. You
were wearing a t-shirt and cutoff jeans.........I asked you to lie
belly down on the kitchen table, and you hesitated. Remember, your will
to control is the source of your anguish, you hesitantly lied on the
table.
I got behind you and pulled on your ankles to align your knees with the
corner of the table. From the corner of your eye, you saw me removing
my jeans and underwears, you began to feel slightly aroused and slutty.
I walked around the table to face you and began snipping wires while
standing in front of you and every so often letting my semi-erect cock
rub on your face randomly. I looped the wires around your wrist, and as
I tied the other end to the table legs I shoved my cock on your lips,
hard enough to force it in to your wet mouth.
I stepped to your left, and let my hand glide up from your ankle all
the way up to your jeans and under your shorts...........and 3 fingers
slid deeply into your moist pussy, so pleasurable that you raised your
ass, but with my free hand I slapped it down. Ouch! Pleasure and pain,
your senses were reeling.
I started opening every drawer in your kitchen, you asked what I was
looking for, I ignored your question and walked up to you and put my
cock in your mouth, with no resistance. I went back to look into the
drawers, and found scissors, the look in your face turned to
concern................once again I forced you to suck my swollen cock,
but I sensed you were not focused on the task at hand. I said I was
going to cut away your jeans and maybe your undies if they weren't
sexy.....and I proceeded to cutoff your jeans in half down the middle
of your ass, while you sucked hard on my cock. I threw the scissors on
the counter, and stepped back from you.............you saw me looking
around, wondering what next. I stepped behind you, pulled your thongs
to the side and started to French kiss your asshole deeply, my warm
tongue made you raise your ass.........I pulled back and you tried in
vain to raise your ass, but your tied hands held you down. When you
laid back down, I plunged my hot tongue forcefully into your tight
asshole, rolling my tongue around in your hole. I stopped, and you
heard the freezer door open and the breaking out of ice cubes into your
sink. I returned to your ass and inserted my tongue, just as your hole
began to expand I inserted a cold ice cube.
The doorbell rang, and we froze and stared at each other!