Welcome to my next story.
The personas are the same as in my last stories, to recap:
First it's me, Matt, 24 years back then, 6'3'', blonde, solidly built, called affectionally "my bad guy" by my sweethearts.
Talking about them, the first one was Angela, 22 years old, Blonde too, with long hair, lovely brown eyes, about 5'11' and a nice built, everything placed on the right locations on her body. She is a rather extrovert person, carrying her heart on her tongue. She's experienced in tie-up games, and really loves to be tied up.
The other one is Jasmine: slightly smaller than Angela at 5'9'', brown hair of medium length, brown eyes, 21 years and a slim build. Although a shy person, she discovered she loves to be tied up as much as Angela, and that her slim body can take quite some time in tight bondage.
In case you wondered: yes, we had a threesome relationship back then. If you want to know the background for all this- read the older stories. Else just stay here and read on.
This story may need a little explaining:
The girls and I had agreed upon that we wanted to do a little role play. In this "play", I would be a burglar robbing an office. The girls wanted to play employees who crash the scene- and of course get tied up by me (as you may guess, I was not against this).
Jasmine wanted to portray a secretary, while Angela (with her usual, bossy attitude) insisted that she would be the local department's boss.
If you know us a little, this will surely not surprise you.
For the location: I can't go into detail here, to protect the involved persons (and company). It's sufficient for my readers to know that a good friend of us gave us a small office of his company for this. It was located in an outskirt of the city, and (especially in the evening) nobody would be there.
The first thing you would see once you leave the hall on the appropriate floor of the office building was a lounge, which contained a copycat machine, several plants, a wardrobe, a desk (for the secretary) with pc, phone and assorted stuff on it, plus a small area for guests to wait till somebody has time for them- equipped with a couch, a table and some chairs.
Several other rooms were departing from this lounge: a small kitchen, where employees could prepare tea, coffee or small meals, a small restroom, a large storage room and two smaller offices (one of them would be the "boss' office" for us). More detailed descriptions of them will come when they appear in the story.
As for the telling of the story... I will try to tell it "in character", meaning as if I really were a burglar robbing that office.
IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER:
All what happened was agreed upon by us three, and it was all consensual, even if it might sound differently.
The story starts...
I had already watched the office building for some time, observing as employee after employee left. I touched the keys in my pocket...these would safely get me in there. My contact had done good work.
All I would have to do would be to wear a ski mask, so I could not be recognized on the surveillance cameras. The mask was stuffed in another pocket. Just to be on the safe side, I took some rope and tape with me...just in case someone would still be in that office.
Hey, I am a burglar. I just want some money and company files, I surely don't want to hurt or- god beware- kill someone if I get surprised.
Just in case it matters to you, I was wearing an old, black leather jacket and blue jeans; nondistinct as it can be. I already stored a set of new clothes in my car, so after the burglary I could just change my gear and drop the old one in a trash bin somewhere far away.
The time had come, everyone had left the building; the whole area was deserted. So, with the knowledge that from now on there would be no turning back, I donned my ski mask and approached the front door.
My contact had done good work- the keys opened the door without any problems. Nobody was inside. I entered the elevator and, after verifying that my target company was indeed located there, pressed the appropriate button.
The hall on that floor looked deserted, too- which was just the way I like it. I prefer to do my work without any interference. I noticed the security camera in one corner, and smiled to myself- all they would record was a picture of a masked man in nondescript clothes.
The keys were worth their weight in gold, as they opened the company’s door, too, without any problem. I entered the office's lounge- when something surprised me. The lights were still on. Suppressing a little panic, I looked around- gladly, no one was there. Someone must have forgotten to switch them off...
Suddenly, I noticed a low hum coming from the PC at the secretaries' desk, so I decided to take a look at that. I noticed that the monitor was still switched on, displaying some office stuff...no screen safer! Something was going terribly wrong...
"Excuse me, Sir, but our office is closed." A female voice came from behind. And, with a little more surprise "What are you doing here, anyway? And how did you get in?"
I turned around and looked at the secretary, who obviously just had left the restroom (to my readers: this was Jasmine).
She was wearing a light brown business suite- a skirt which ended just above her knees (the matching jacket I noticed at the wardrobe) - with matching shoes, nylon stockings and a dark blue satin blouse.
She looked really hot, but I could not let myself get distracted by that or my whole plan was doomed to fail. She would just need to alarm somebody and I would be in trouble...
-to be continued-
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