Standing outside of her house, I watch the bedroom window, waiting for the light to go off. That's when I'll make my move. Her parents are gone for the weekend at some kind of retreat. Her father didn't want to go, but his wife thought that was what they needed for their tired marriage. You see, I'm their neighbor and I find out all the good dope on all my neighbors. That way I can practice my profession and my hobby. By profession, I am a thief, and it's good to know when people are gone. I never take much just a few items here and there that might take a while to be missed.
My hobby, well that's a little different, it may sound a little perverted but I get off on fear. And the best way to instill fear is to threaten them, make them feel you might hurt them. I would never have gone through with the actual hurt, but the fear is overwhelming. That way no one gets hurt, and no evidence to catch me. I know, I should be shot, but first, they have to prove it's me.
Tonight is not working, it's pleasure. I have never worked this close to my own house before, but ever since I saw Jennifer I just had to scare her. I have been planning this for almost a month since I saw Jen at her pool. She is awesome, light blond hair, big blue eyes, a very sexy smile. Her body is to die for, pert little tits, great ass, tiny and firm, and as I was able to see when she went for a midnight swim the other day, her pussy is as bald as a newborn.
That same night, she had a visitor at the pool, a tall lanky kid. You could tell he was trying his best, but the most she would let him do was grope her titties a bit. She always stopped him short of his goal. I think she stopped him when she started getting a little too hot and didn't think she could stop if he went any farther. It was after he left that she decided to put on a little show, though I don't really believe she knew I was watching.
Without even being concerned if anyone was around, she slipped out of her shorts and T then finished the job that he had started. When she had cum, she tasted her fingers and went for a swim. That was the point that I decided to play my game with her.
So now I wait in the backyard, out by that pool for my chance. I didn't have to wait long, the light went out and I started toward the sliding doors. Ann, her mom, says that they are always unlocked. I love people from the country, so trusting. The doors slide noiselessly and I am inside. From my visits to the house, I know that Jen's bedroom is at the end of the hall. Her door is open and I can see her bed from the front room. She is laying on the bed on her back and in a very small teddy. She is a sleeping vision. I put on my ski mask and enter her room. While I stand at the foot of her bed, I soak up her beauty. She is like a small doll.
Quietly, I slip the bindings that I have brought to the bedpost at the foot and start to walk around to the head of the bed. Attaching the silk to the post, yes silk, it doesn't hurt their wrist and it feels nice. She starts to stir a little, so I move back to the side of the bed and prepare. I carry a knife, but I would never use it. If they didn't do what I said, I would just leave. I don't want to hurt anyone, yeah I know, the cowardly attacker.
Her eyes open slowly and then with a start as she sees me. I, of course, show her the knife and tell her to be very quiet, or I will be forced to use it. She sits there with that look of fear that I love so much, I tell her I am not here to hurt her, just to please myself. Very bravely, she tries to get up but I push her back down. She settles down and asks me not to hurt her. I tell her to remove her nightie and she hesitates. I again show her the knife and she removes the lace teddy. As I said she is a goddess, then I tell her to tie the bindings around her ankles.
When she finishes, I take her hands and do the same to her wrists. Now I can take my time. I tell her to talk to me, tell me what she is feeling. As expected she tells me she is afraid, not knowing that this is what I want her to feel. Something took me over this time, maybe the way she was looking at me, fear but trust, it was weird and so hot. I yanked off my shirt and opened my jeans, slipping them off. I had never done this before, I had never even touched the others. Then I tell her to look at my cock and tell me she likes it and wants to lick it. She balks and I remind her that I still have my friend and she doesn't want me to make her say it.