.. dont make a sound". You notice something vaugely familiar about his voice, but you cant quite place it. You dont have time to think about it as you... notice another figure coming out of the shadows. You gasp as the hand is removed from your mouth and a blindfold tightly tied over your eyes before you even have a chance to turn your head. You feel the man behind you running his fingers in your hair, then grabbing a handfull to pull your head firmly back and to the side. His mouth meets your. It's not easy but I get him inside the chair. Now I get him strapped in, don't want any mishaps. I put a coat over him, its chilly outside. I look around to see if there is anything I left. Everything is all right; no one can see that I was here. Ready to go. I look at him; he stares back at me with rage. He is being kidnapped and can't do a thing about it. He can't even get his head up, and he drools on his coat, maybe I gave him too much of the drug? Well I'll see to that when we are home. I. I checkd and found that she had stepped into the bath for a shower. I said I was back and she said – good timing, come inside and scratch my back.I said ok and went inside and saw my wife under the shower rubbing herself and wetting herself all over. She looked at me and wth a naughty smile said – good fucking ? I said yes feeling shy. She said – oh come on I get you the chance to fuck her and you are blushing. Stop looking like an idiot and step inside the shower.I stepped inside and soon we. He’s not in a hurry but might as well get comfortable. The gun hardly makes me nervous. A dangerous man is a rare delicacy. But I have to say the picture from earlier hardly does him justice. I kick off my shoes and find my place on the bed. I register a small hint of disappointment in his eyes. To late honey, if you wanted the heels you should have said so. Once there off, they stay off. Classic rule for any woman. He recovers quickly enough. One opportunity missed but there is still more to.