CHAPTER ONE
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Jill thought the day was going to be like all the others... She'd get the
family up and off, the kids to school, Ron, her husband to work. She'd carpool
with the other housewifes on the peninsula, making sure that by the end of the
morning, all the kids were safely tucked in the one school they all went to ,
and she could begin to concentrate on the shopping.
Because it was Tuesday.
And Tuesday was always shopping day.
Which was different from Monday, which was laundry day.
And Wednesday, which was furniture polishing day.
You get the picture.
I'm sure.
You know how it is.
It's the kind of thing where, once you get into the routine, you're so used to
things, you don't know even know you're in a routine. So...
It was with that kind of head that Jill went off to do the shopping, never
realizing that this was a day that would change her life, perhaps forever...
Certainly for better.
Although she might not have thought that was the case at first. She might have
thought something different, if she had any kind of time to think about it.
But these were once in a lifetime events, and thinking about it was just not one
of the luxuries opened to her.
Now...as she pulled up the station wagon to the Giant supermarket, she reached
in for her list of groceries and her coupons. On an average afternoon like
this, doing the weekly shopping, she was good to drop two hundred dollars, no
sweat. That was including coupons of course. She took a deep breath, and plunged
into the thing.
Might as well get it over with now. She scurried around the market, plucking
items off the shelves, until finally, when her cart was simply overflowing, she
wheeled it over to the checkout counter, to begin that phase of the operation.
She knew all too well that she was going to really have a go of it, that this
was going to take simply forever.
And then, when she was finally out of there to the tune of two hundred and
fifteen dollars, she was headed back to her car, with the cart, and that's when
the fun began.
She heard the voice behind her and turned around to see who it was. "I think
you dropped this," the woman said. Jill stared at her. She was simply gorgeous!
That was the first thing that struck her, the first thing she noticed.
Probably because the women who came to the market at this hour seemed never to
care how they looked at all...
The night time was the only time they even thought about make-up. God, some of
the women even came in their robes and slippers, with curlers in their hair.
But not this one.
She had thick, black hair, and looked really pretty, especially in that tight
black dress...
Barbara couldn't believe it!
Now, finally, she was looking at the woman, and after taking her in head to toe,
she smiled at her.
"It's my bread, yes..."
"I know..."
The woman laughed lightly.
"I saw it fall off your cart..."
"Ohh...I'm sorry..'."
"Don't be. You have nothing to be sorry about. Really." What was the matter with
her, Jill wondered. Why was she acting like a schoolgirl in front of this woman.
And why was she suddenly so self-concious about the way she looked.
At least she had a dress on, and her hair was done up nicely.
Now, she stopped herself again.
What possible difference could that make? Really, what was the matter with her?
Why was she doing this?
She was blushing!
She looked at the woman and couldn't help but notice how her eyes seemed to
linger there... Uh-oh, she told herself. This could get very serious. Now, she
took a deep breath and headed back toward her car. "Here, let me help you with
that..." She was afraid that's what she was going to hear.
Now, as she walked to the car, she could hear the clicking and the clacking of
the woman's high heeled shoes behind her. This was definitely trouble.
Definitely.
Now, she turned and there the woman was. "You're...really quite beautiful, you
know," she heard the dark-haired woman tell her. Jill swallowed.
How do you react to another woman's telling you that. "I'd like to see you
sometime...all of you..." Her words hung in the air. Jill couldn't believe it!
Was this woman serious, or what? She didn't know what to think... Except that
she was all flustered, and was certain that she would never, ever see this woman
again.
She waited, and then, finally, after not being able to find her
voice, shook her head up and
down...
She felt the dark-haired woman's fingers
reaching for hers.
She looked down and now there was a piece of
paper in her hand.
She looked up, the dark-haired woman smiled, turned and left.
Just like that.
"Well," Jill thought to herself.
Slowly she opened the paper.
She knew what was going to be on it.
That was kind of obvious.
Yet, somehow, she had to look.
She had to commit herself to at least that.
A phone number.
Of course.
And a name.
Kay.
She liked that.
She liked the way it looked. And the way it felt
in her fingers.
She was sure that she was going to throw the
paper away.
And she had to get a move on.
After all, she was making a pot roast this evening and she had to get back in
time to put it on.
A woman's work...
Really...
Now, after she was home, and in her bathtub — the kids were still in school, and
she had the morning carpool, so this was her Tonly free time to relax and take a
break — she thought about all the things she had to do this week. It was Johnny,
her youngest's birthday. Six.
He was going to be six.
She was only twenty-five, and still had her looks and figure, but her boy was
going to be six!
Sometimes, she wondered if she hadn't missed something along the way.
If she hadn't gotten into the routine of her life too early. So it was in that
frame of mind that she decided to really do something absolutely crazy.
Something she would never dream of doing, normally.
Something that would really be so far out...
She giggled to herself.
Go on.
Why not.
Take a chance.
Go on...do it...
Do the dirty deed!
She hesitated as she reached for the phone. And then, still in the tub -Ralph,
her husband insisted on putting a phone in their bathroom and now for the first
time she agreed it was a good idea — she dialed the number from the paper,
careful not to get it wet. The phone rang three times, and then a female voice
which she instantly recognized picked up on the other end.
"Yes..."
"Hi..."
"Hello..."
"It's me..Jill..."
"Who?"
It was then she remembered she hadn't given the woman her name. How would Kay
know who she was?
She fell over her own words in her mouth trying
to explain.
"The woman from the supermarket...with the
bread..."
"Ohh...yes...yes...Jill...I didn't recognize the
name..."
That was better, Jill thought.
At least they were touching base now.
"How are you?"
Jill was amazed at the change of tone.
Suddenly, she could hear quite clearly the friendliness and...yes...the heat!
That was it.
That was what she was trying to deny.
The heat factor.
There was a lot of heat there.
And she was...attracted to it! God, how could she be? But she was...
She was attracted to it... And now...
Now, she was telling herself that she really...should just hang up the
phone...right then and there...just slam down the receiver and forget about
it...
But she couldn't... She just couldn't...
There was something so provocative about the tone of Kay's voice...and the way
she seemed to insist that they get together. "I'd really like to see you," Kay
said, "I know," Jill heard herself replying. She must have been out of her mind!
But she wasn't... She wasnt', and she seemed to be saying just what Kay wanted
her to. What was happening to her? "I'd like to see you...let's see, you're
married, of course, and have kids, so your time is limited...and I'm going to
make it very easy on you...so easy that you won't be able to resist...I'll send
my driver over to pick you up at noon tomorrow, and I promise to have you home
by three. Now, can you beat that? Can you really beat that?" Jill was
speechless.
Was this woman for real? Did she really expect her to come around and let
herself be picked up like that? Who did she think she was? "That'll be fine."
Needless to say, Jill didn't get much sleep that
night.
She tried, hard as she could, to deny that any of this meant any thing, but it
was no use.
She knew better.
She new there was something sexual in this
wind.
She elbowed her husband in his side.
He groaned and rolled over on his pot belly.
Well, if something was in the wind, it wasn't coming from him.
That much was obvious.
She laid back and sighed.
When that limo came to pick her up in the morning, she'd be there.
No question.
Once that was settled in her head, she was able to fall asleep in a
surpirsingingly easy fashion.
Now, as the house bustled even before eight, she made sure that everyone was
well fed, and that the family was off.
She'd arranged, before going to bed, to have one of the other ladies to the
morning carpool, promising to make it up the following week. "Something
important," she told Millie and that was good enough for her friend. It wasn't
that uncommon for the womenb t o trade off their carpools when something
important came up.
Now, with the house all to herself, she took a long, hot, herbal bath, and got
herself really all ready.
She dressed in her red knitted dress, the one that drove Frank crazy, and even
went so far as to put on a garter belt, and stockings!
She never wore that kind of stuffduring the day
Never.
Yet, this was no ordinary day.
She knew that whatever it was she was getting into, she wanted to look her best.
And she knew that she had a fabulous body underneath those hot clothes.
She still had great legs, and an ass that most guys would kill for. And, as
Frank used to tell her all the time, and like she still believed, the hottest
little pussy in America!
Why did she think of that just then, she wondered...
What was wrong with her?
Why was she having those crazy kind of thoughts? Now, as she continued to get
ready, she could feel her pussy start to really juice up.
She was so embarrassed.
Just thinking about the last time that Frank did her really made her crazy and
wet.
She was loving it...really...and wanted to catch on fire, if she could.
That was what she needed.
A little fire.
Now, as she stood there, she knew that if she had any doubts, this was the time
to vent them. To let them out.
But too late!
There was the knock on the door.
It would be the limo driver.
And he'd be calling for her.
She took a deep breath and went to the door.
He, too, was gorgeous.
A swarthy Italian with dark, good looks and a gorgeous build under that suit!
"I'm Kay's chauffeur," he said, as his eyes danced over her. "I'm here to take
you to her..."
Jill blushed deeply.
She couldn't really believe that any of this was really happening.
But it was!
All of it!
And she knew now it was too late to turn back!
She was in for it, whatever it was.
She followed the driver to the limousine and got in the back seat, as he held
the door open.
And there, waiting for her, much to her total
suprise, was Kay! "Hello, darling..."
She smiled that dazzler and patted the seat. Jill got in and sat down, not being
able to help herself.
Now, as she stayed in her chair, she waited, wondering what was going to happen
next. She didn't have to wait very long. Kay extended one arm around her friend
and gave her a gentle kiss on Jill's inflamed face. Jill thought she was going
to die! Now, as she stared at her friend, she heard those fateful words...words
she was recall hearing, in the days ahead...words that would make some kind of
landmark on her soul...
"Darling, I want you to put your hands in front of you..." Jill looked at her.
"Now, don't keep me waiting, please..." Jill swallowed hard. She was afraid,
but she didn't want to show it. She didn't think that was a good idea. Instead,
she did as she was told. She extended her arms and held them like that.
Waiting... Not sure why... Or for what...
And then, finally, she did as she was told. She held her hands out in front of
her, her wrists together.
"Lovely, darling," Kay said, and then she produced the small, white silken cord.
Jill's heart almost came to a complete stop. She knew it!
She knew that was what she was going to get! Why had she agreed...
Why... Oh why...
And why were her hands in front of her? She didn't know... She didn't know
anything... And she was helpless to do anything, even as she watched Kay tie the
ropes very carefully and very expertly around her hands...
"There," the woman in the black tight dress
said.
"That's lovely..."
Jill didn't say anything.
Now, Kay was sliding her hands up Jill's thighs, underneath her red knitted
dress.
"What...what..."
"Ssshhh..."
Kay quieted her by putting a finger to her
mouth.
"Don't say anything...really..."
Kay knew what she was doing.
Jill blushed even deeper when she felt the woman's hands pulling down her
panties!
Down to her knees...
Where she slid them off each of her high heeled feet.
Incredible...
Now, Kay held them and looked at Jill while she brought them to her face.
To sniff them.
And take in their heady aroma.
"Delicious," she said...as she kept them at her nose.
Now, Jill swallowed, and she could feel the parchness in her throat.
She was really on fire.
Her cheeks were burning and...and her thighs were very hot too.
Now, Kay produced a blindfold.
"No..."Jill said.
"Yes..." Kay replied, and in a second, she had it around Jill's eyes.
She was blindfolded now.
And didn't know what to think!
What about the chauffeur?
Surely he was seeing everything!
And now, the car seemed to come to a halt.
And Jill felt herself being led out the door.
She walked slowly and awkwardly, not understanding where she was or what was
being done to her.
And then, finally, she felt herself in an elevator.
A loft, she guessed.
She must be rising up in a loft.
As she went up, she could feel her heart beating.
This was the most exciting thing that ever happened to her...
And now, she was in a room, a huge room.
She couldn't see it, but she could sense it.
She knew that she was in something that felt cavernous...like a dungeon.
And she knew it was Kay who was reaching for
her hands.
She wasn't sure how she knew, but she knew...
Well, for one thing, she could smell Kay...that gorgeous perfume rising up to
her nostrils...
And when her hands were raised above her head, she felt them attach to a chain
of some sort.
And then, without any warning, she was being pulled up...tight...to a point
where she had to stand on her toes to relieve herself of some of the pressure...
Incredible!
She loved this...
Really...
And then, finally, she was left alone.
She wasn't sure how long...but then, she heard the clicking clacking of those
now familiar high heels and she knew it was kay returning. There was a hushed
silence and then she felt the hands grabbing at her face!
And pulling off the mask! She gasped!
She couldn't believe what she was seeing! There was Kay, but now she was down to
her black leather garter belt and her sheer stockings, and thigh high boots,
and...and nothing else!
She looked astonishing...like something out of some fantasy... And at her side,
coiled up, was a whip...a leather whip...and it was attached to a small chain at
her side.
Jesus, but that was so sexy, she thought. So fucking sexy...
She wondered how long she was going to have to hang the way she was. Now. Kay
came over to her. "You look divine, darling," she said, and put her leather
sheathed hands on either side of Jill's face, holding her like that while she
buried her lips right on the captive girl's... Jill thought she was going to
lose it right there! No woman had ever done that to her! She'd never... And
yet... And yet... That tongue... That tongue deep in her... She thought she was
going to faint. God!
Oh God!
She liked it.
She loved it!
Loved it and...and wanted more...!
