When I got back downstairs Ryan was still asleep, my plan was working so far. I quietly grabbed the bag of stuff I had bought and pulled the handcuffs... out. I quietly walked over to the bed and handcuffed his hands to our iron barred headboard. Before he woke I hurried to the bathroom and put on my brand new silky pink lingerie set. After I finished making myself look great, I quietly slipped back in bed. As I slipped back in bed Ryan woke up. In his sexy sleepy state he whispered, "Good morning. As I was lying there with my ass sticking up in the air and my face in the pillow, I could hear him stripping his clothes off, groaning and making some kind of of slapping noises but I didn’t look, keeping my face buried in the pillow. I felt the bed sinking from his weight and felf him crawl towards my vulnerable and upturned bottom. The first thing I felt was his hot breath between my legs and let out a little whimper which made him sit up for a second and ask me where I wanted. Continue at your own risk.Reproduction, in whole or in part, of this story for profit is prohibited without written permission of the author. Reproduction, reposting or archival, by any method known or unknown, is permitted for personal enjoyment, provided that this disclaimer and the author's acknowledgement are kept intact.Story by: Gecko Comments: [email protected] JohnI followed him down the hallway. My mind was racing and screaming at me. I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was. My live in girl of 5 years was at her parents. On Christmas-friggen-eve. And I was alone just like the last 5 years. The argument was the same as every other year.I usually start it, as she is getting ready to leave. "Why do you have to go?" Because I always spend Christmas eve with my mom and dad. You know that." We should be together on Christmas." I'll be back late tomorrow and we can spend Christmas night together." Why don't I just come along with you?" Because the last time you and Daddy.