Your Husband's Not Here
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"Your husband's not here," I heard a strange woman's voice say to me when I called out to him.

I don't know why I felt excited, but I did. I should have been pissed. After all, I expected my husband to come back home after I had blindfolded myself for him. He liked to role play the part of another man who was surprising me, and I liked to pretend that I was being surprised by another man. It was a naughty sexual game that we both enjoyed role playing.

"What you do you mean he's not here?" I gasped out loud with a feeling of excitement that surprised me.

She didn't answer me.

I should have realized from the start that something was very different. First of all, after the woman I thought was my husband finished restraining me spread eagle completely naked just as my husband had done to me many times before, my nude body had been tautly pulled much more tightly than my husband had ever done. I was completely stretched. I couldn't move an inch! The thing is, I really liked it. I liked it a lot!

Secondly, when a whiff of unfamiliar, but wonderfully pleasant perfume suddenly filled my nostrils, I should have realized then and there that my husband wasn't the one who had restrained me so tautly.

My immediate thought was that he had brought a woman into our bedroom to surprise me, which wasn't that far fetched since he had teased me about having a woman play with me. But mostly he'd playfully tell me that he might surprise me with another man instead of role playing the part. That's kind of what I thought he had done after I realized how tightly I had been restrained. I never expected a woman to do that to me.

As I embraced the idea of having been surprised by a woman, and I enjoyed what she was doing to my naked, and bound body, I wondered if my husband was watching since I knew that was one of his recurring fantasies. If he was watching, I thought, then I knew he'd be getting off on how incredibly adept she was at sucking my perfectly pedicured toes.

"Oh my God!" I remember blurting out at some point. "I've never had my toes sucked so thoroughly! It feels incredible!"

I surmised that she was so happy with my toes in her mouth that she didn't want to say anything to me. If toe sucking kept her from talking, that was perfectly fine by me.

I liked how she tickled my soles, too, which was wonderfully arousing. But when she started tickling them more aggressively, I could barely stand it, so I called out to my husband to make her stop.

"I told you," she giggled, "Your husband's not here. I have you all to myself."

"How'd you get in?" I asked her.

"Your husband gave me a spare key to let myself inside," she explained, "and he's not coming back home until I text him."

Given how much my husband likes to watch, I was flabbergasted by her revelation.

"I can't believe he's not watching," I told her. "That's what he likes to do."

"See for yourself," she told me while slipping off my blindfold.

I wasn't prepared for how gorgeous this woman is.

When my eyes adjusted to get a really good look, I blurted out, "Wow! You're absolutely stunning! How do you know my husband, and should I be worried?"

"Thank you for the compliment," she replied, "and I have to say that you're pretty stunning yourself. I mean, I've seen pictures of you, but seeing you in person is even better, especially since I get to have my way with you while you're tied and helpless to stop me from doing all kinds of naughty things to get you off. And no, you don't have to worry. I have no interest in men sexually, not even a man as handsome as your husband. I've never been with a man, and I doubt that I ever will."

"So how did you meet?" I asked.

"In a Home Depot parking lot," she answered. "It was probably about a couple of months ago."

"How did that evolve to you coming here?" I asked.

Before she could answer, a loud gasp of intense pleasure escaped my lips as I climaxed, and shuddered with multiple orgasms. She had been slowly fingering my dripping wet pussy while using a vibrator on my clit, and she had just inserted three of her fingers in my pussy to find, massage, and apply pressure on my G-spot.

When I suddenly started to squirt uncontrollably, I cried out for her to please stop, and she removed the vibrator from my clit.

"Are you okay?" She asked. "I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not hurting me," I assured her, "but what you just did to me was really intense, like really, really intense!"

"I saw that," she giggled, "and I want to make you squirt like that again."

"Well," I laughed, "it's not like I'm in a position to stop you."

"That's right," she playfully replied while securing the blindfold over my eyes again. "You're tied and helpless to stop me from making you squirt again, and that's exactly what I'm going to do."

"You wouldn't," I mockingly protested.

"Of course I would," she gleefully told me, "and I will. Now, no more talking, or I might have to secure a ball gag in your mouth."

In the silence of her sexual dominance over me, which I have to admit I was loving every moment of, and I knew that she knew that I was getting off on it, I had to wonder if my husband had told her how much I enjoyed being forced to cum. I was sure that he had. Either way, the more that I protested, the more excited and aroused we both got, and the more intense my orgasms were when she induced them from my naked, and bound body.

While getting off like that was incredibly satisfying, I can happily tell you that my greatest pleasure was having her worship my feet. I never seemed to get enough, and she never seemed to want to stop. My soft, wrinkly soles were hers to have, and so were my perfectly pedicured toes.

I learned afterward that she's a semi-retired dominatrix who made a lot of wise investments with her earnings. In that Home Depot parking lot, she revealed to my husband what she had done for many years, and he couldn't help but wonder if she'd be interested in sexually dominating me. She was attracted to me after seeing some pictures, and she was inspired to surprise me after my husband told her about what I liked, and how we role played.

Somewhat to my surprise, but not entirely given how much he fantasizes about it, my husband agreed to stay out of the house while she played with me so that, according to her, "he wouldn't get in the way" of what she wanted to do.

As it turned out, my husband's surprise, which was really hers to give me, worked out very well.