Dressed To Thrill
He didn’t hear the front door open. All he could hear was his own breathing. And besides, he wasn’t expecting her back for hours, so when it did open it did not occur to him to listen to anything, except his own erotic thoughts. But then…………….. he did hear her call. “Joe? Are you home?” He didn’t reply. He was suddenly frozen in a mixture of pure lust, fear and trepidation. And he couldn’t reply anyway with the ball-gag firmly in his mouth and tied around his face. This prevented all but the odd pleasurable moan escaping from his lips. He waited for a few seconds as his mind unraveled the situation he was in and then his worst fears started to come true. He heard the faint footsteps as his wife started to ascend …