The First Time
As she stared
out of the window of the Metropolitan line train, Eleanor wondered if she was
really doing the right thing. Yes, the
divorce had been finalised, and yes she knew she was looking for some
companionship – but with her work colleague?
She had not
realised the attraction until after Jerry had walked out on her, and they had
offered their support to get through the work day. From there, they had started to have lunch
together, share little confidences – and now, here she was, on the way to their
house for dinner. A date – her first
real date for fifteen years.
And yet, it
still felt strange, different, exciting…
She hugged herself, her dark wool great coat keeping her warm along with
the thoughts, the excitement as to what might be about to happen.
The invitation
had come in a hand written note – “Eight o’clock, tonight – and wear something
sexy.” She was sure others in the office
had noticed, but she was determined to be discrete as much as possible. So she had gone home, stripped off her office
clothes, showered, done her make-up, put on a nice perfume – and now here she
was, standing as she approached the nearest stop and the train came to a halt.
She got off the
train and walked over the footbridge, leaving the station and walking the short
distance to the block of flats, the heels of her boots clicking on the
pavement. The note had said to dress
sexily, and so she had – she had seen the boots in a store window, and bought
them on an impulse, but this was the first time she had dared to walk in them.
She found the
converted mansion house easily enough, and pressed on the intercom button.
“Hello?”
“Hey – I’m
here,” Eleanor whispered.
“Good – come on
up. Top floor.”
The intercom
went silent and there was a loud click, as Eleanor opened the door and walked
to the lift. Stepping in, she rode the
lift to the top floor, controlling her breathing as she did so, and then saw
the slightly open door.
“Hello,” she
said as she opened the door and looked in.
“Come on in,”
the voice called back, “close the door, and hang your coat up. I’m in the main room.”
Eleanor slowly
closed the door to, slipping off her coat and placing it on the stand, before
she checked herself in the mirror. Her
lightly permed brown hair fell either side of her face, brushing the shoulders
of her sleeveless blue dress. A wide
brown leather belt was fastened round her waist, the skirt coming halfway down
her thighs. The cuffs of her brown
patent leather boots went just over her knees, the four inch stiletto heels
giving her the extra height.
“Eleanor?”
She smiled as
she walked into the main room, the smile growing wider as her host said “Wow –
you look amazing.”
“Thank you,”
Eleanor said with a blush as she accepted the glass of wine, “so do you.”
“Well, it’s
very good of you to say so – do you like it?”
Eleanor looked
at the brushed brown suede pinafore dress, the tops of the black patent leather
boots going under the skirt, and nodded as she said “You look amazing Aileen.”
“Well, I wanted
to make an effort,” Aileen smiled as she sat down, putting her hand on her
short black hair. “How’s your wine?”
Eleanor took a
sip and smiled. “It’s a lovely
Chardonnay.”
“Well, you made
it clear that was your favourite,” Aileen said as she stroked her hand down
Eleanor’s head. “Just as you have made
it clear how you feel about me.”
Eleanor smiled
shyly, as she said “well, bear in mind, this is all new to me. I was married after all.”
“So was I – and
our husbands ran off with younger women.
You know how I feel about you.”
“And you know I
feel the same about you,” Eleanor said quietly as they came closer, their lips
gently touching as they kissed each other.
“It’s just that I have never…”
“I know,”
Aileen whispered, “let me guide you…”
They kissed
again, more passionately this time, as they stroked their hands down each
other’s back, their tongues starting to entwine round each other as they…
“Good evening.”
Eleanor looked
at Aileen, and they both turned their heads to see the two men standing in the
room. They were smartly dressed, in dark
suits, white shirts, ties, highly polished shoes, black leather gloves, and
stockings covering their heads, one of them cradling a sawn-off shotgun in
their hands as the other held a large briefcase.
“What the… Who are you?”
“Well,” the man
not holding the gun said, “right now, we were admiring the passion you were
showing for each other. Having said
that, we are here for a purpose, and to my personal regret, we need to make
sure you stay out of our way while we are about our business. You are a very wealthy woman Aileen – may I
call you Aileen – and we wish to share that wealth.”
“Aileen, do you
know these men,” Eleanor whispered as she gripped her girlfriend’s hand. As she shook her head, Aileen said “if it is
money you want, I can give you money…”
“We can discuss
that in due course – but first, we need to make you both secure.” As he placed his case on the coffee table and
opened it, both women watched him lay out a selection of coiled ropes.
“Oh god,”
Eleanor said, “have you been robbed before?”
“No,” Aileen
whispered, “I guess there is a first time for this tonight as well.”
“So,” the man
said as he doubled over the first length of rope, “guests should always be
treated first.” Looking at Eleanor, he
said “please, put your hands behind your back.”
“It’s all right
Eleanor,” Aileen said quietly, “I will be with you all the way.” She nodded as she felt the man cross her
wrists behind her back, and then the soft rope as he wound it round them,
pulling them together as she felt him wind it around and between her limbs. She knew they were secured together, and bit
her lower lip as he took a second length of rope, and pulled her arms together
at her elbows.
“You look
really cute when you do that,” Aileen said, Eleanor smiling as she watched her
chest becoming more prominent. This was
a new experience to her, as she wriggled round.
“Your turn,”
the man said as he collected two more lengths of rope, the armed man grinning
as Aileen felt her arms been taken behind her back.
“How does it
feel,” Eleanor asked as she watched Aileen’s chest when it was forced forward
as well. Aileen wriggled round, and said
“strange – unusual… Exciting?” She smiled as Eleanor nodded and said “I know
what you mean.”
“You know, they
may be tying us up – but damn you look sexy like that.”
Eleanor blushed
again as the man went back to his bag, and took out a longer length of rope,
doubling it over as he walked back and then passed it round her body, under her
chest. She gasped as he wound it tightly
round, above and below her chest, making her even more secure as he tied the
rope off, then cinched it between her arms and body. She should be afraid, but she felt so free…
“Are you all
right Eleanor?”
She opened her
eyes and smiled as she looked at the bands framing her chest, and then wriggled
round, feeling the pressure and the rubbing.
“Oh god.” She whispered, and then heard Aileen’s sighs as he started to
bind her upper body in the same way. She
looked even more alluring, and before she realised what she was doing she
leaned over and pressed her lips against those of her girlfriend.
Aileen returned
the kiss, the two women closing their eyes as her arms were further secured,
and then the masked man stepped back.
“I see you are
enjoying the experience,” he said with a smile.
The two women blushed
as he said “I will remember that. Go and
find what we came for.”
The armed man
nodded as he left the room, and the first man looked at both women, before he
said “do not let me stop you.”
“Dare we?”
Aileen said
nothing, but shuffled over and started to gently kiss Eleanor’s neck, her sighs
getting louder as she felt the gentle pressure and touch. They moved together, their chests rubbing
against each other as the ropes rubbed on them, and the warmth between
Eleanor’s legs started to grow stronger.
“Now why do I get
the feeling you two want to be close together?”
“OH yes,”
Aileen whispered, and then they both looked at him.
“Get up, both
of you,” he said as he picked up his bag, “and walk to the bedroom.”
They stood as one,
Eleanor following Aileen as they went to the master bedroom, a king size bed in
the centre. “Kneel on the bed, facing
each other,” the man said, Aileen nodding as she walked to one side of the bed
and knelt, watching Eleanor kneel opposite her.
“Well, I wanted
to get you on the bed anyway,” she said with a smile as Eleanor felt the man
cross her ankles, and then the rope as it was used to secure them
together. The leather squeaked as she
tried to move her legs, and the she sighed as her legs were secured below her
knees.
“Are you all
right,” Aileen whispered.
“Oh better than
all right,” Eleanor sighed as she looked at Aileen, and then kissed her neck,
the other woman moaning and not noticing as her own legs were secured. They were losing themselves in the moment, in
the new experiences – especially as they realised they were bee tied together
by their legs above their knees. The man
then took a long length of rope, and tied one end between Eleanor’s wrists, before
he fed it between their legs and tied the other end between Aileen’s.
“Why did
you… OH,” Aileen said as she lifted her
wrists, and Eleanor was pulled closer to her.
They looked at each other, and began to kiss again as he looked through
Aileen’s drawers.
“OH god – this
is amazing,” Eleanor gasped, “I never knewwwhtsthhssss.” Aileen looked on as the masked man pushed a
folded pair of her silk panties into her girlfriend’s mouth, and then pressed a
length of white tape over her lips.
“I’ll talk to
you later,” she said quietly as she pressed her lips on the tape, smiling as she
saw the lipstick before opening her own mouth, and allowing the man to gag her
as well.
He then pushed
them gently over, the two women groaning as the ropes rubbed on them. “Let me do something else,” he said as he
reached round and under Eleanor’s skirt, feeling her wriggle as he pushed
something into her panties. She felt the
vibrating and squirmed round as she heard Aileen’s squeal, and she knew she had
one as well.
“As this is a
first date, according to you, I think we leave your dressed,” he said as the
two women wriggled round, the leather and suede squeaking as they did so. The heat between her legs was only increased
by the vibrator there, Eleanor moaning as she rubbed against Aileen’s chest,
and then rubbed her gagged lips against hers – then they screamed in unison as
the orgasm overwhelmed both of them.
“Enjoy,” he
said as he walked out, the two women moaning as they moved together.
“Hey.”
Aileen looked
up from her desk as Eleanor stood in her doorway, wearing a red leather shift
dress and suede boots.
“Hey,” she said
quietly, “how are you?”
“I’ve just
about come down,” Eleanor said with a smile.
“We never did go out that night – you free tonight?”
“Well – unless
you have other plans…”
Eleanor smiled
as she said “oh I may rope you into something – see you about eight?”
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