Helen sat at her dressing room table doing her makeup ahead of her appearance tonight at a formal dinner organised by the company she worked for. A secretary by day, she had transformed herself for tonight into an outfit even she was proud of. A red dress, clung to her body from her breasts to her mid thighs, showing off her legs as one of her more impressive features she possessed, even though she was already very pretty. Her legs were covered by a pair of dark pantyhose. The slender brunette flaunted herself in front of the mirror at the other side of the room as she took note of her impressive curves.
Parked outside her house, was a man about to gate-crash the meal she was expecting to go to. As he got out, it was already dark as the man strutted across the road and creeped up her driveway; listening deeply for any sounds that may alert her to his presence. He lifted the front mat and found the spare key, which was a lucky break for him as he calmly and slowly unlocked and opened the door as quietly as he could. He could hear a noise from upstairs and so he began climbing the carpeted staircase.
Helen sat in a kitchen chair in her room oblivious. She had ages yet before she was even expected to arrive at the meal and she mulled over just what to do with herself. She was listening to music at the time which thankfully for the man meant she couldn’t hear his slow creaks up the staircase. Suddenly a song came on that made her feel sad. At the age of 19 and not experiencing a proper relationship yet, she was lonely and yearned for some male attention. That was part of the reason her dress was so short, she wanted to attract someone. However, for Helen it wasn’t just a case of attracting someone, she didn’t want a drunken one night stand, she wanted something more serious that could take in an interest of hers for a while now – bondage.
Watching from the doorway as the oblivious girl listened to music and spoke to herself in a saddened manner, sighing a lot, the man began to feel sorry for her.
‘Susie’s got someone, Lexie’s got someone, yet here I am, sat in my bedroom, going to a partner’s meal tonight and once again unable to bring a plus one. I just want someone to play with me, surprise me even’
As he heard this, the man suddenly came to with an idea. He removed his ski mask and leaned on the door. He was slightly nervous, but this was surely better than kidnapping her as an unidentifiable figure which he planned anyway.
“Did somebody say they were lonely?” he asked in a flirtatious manner as the girl was taken by surprise, falling off her chair in the process.
“What the…who the hell are you? How are you in my house? And why?” the brunette replied as the man approached her. She was embarrassed at falling off the chair and so gratefully received his hand to help herself stand up.
The man ignored the instinctual questioning to begin with.
“I overheard your ramblings and I must say you are beautiful.” He began as the girl blushed and looked at him, unsure just how to react. She wanted to hug him, thank him even for appreciating her, yet at the same time and understandably, she wanted to get the man out of her house as she didn’t know just what his intentions were.