CHAPTER ONE

Well, ok. here it is. The first "chapter" of probably 3 of my little sexual fantasy short story. Its really not to lacivious but reader be warned...the next chapter is already written and awaiting that final approval and once she says its ok...it'll be hare and it gets a bit steamier. Of course, the third installment is gonna be even better so...stay tuned. here goes.

CHAPTER ONE

What an adventure. I was so excited I could barely contain myself. All the way across the country on my Harley to meet a secret lover and I couldnt wait to have her at last in my arms. The premise for the whole meeting was incredibly arousing, let me go back in time a bit and explain how I had gotten to this point.
We were really just harmless internet friends and somehow we had began to escalate the content of our emails into a teasing, flirty content. As time evolved the nature of our friendship, I couldnt help but notice she had very innocously provided me with a couple seemingly innocent pieces of information. First, her and her "signifigant other" had just bought a new home and she sent me the MLS listing number to see her new home. I would assume that was just to show off her new house as she was rather proud of it, justifiably so, it was very nice. Then I noticed on the MLS page it included not only her exact address but even driving directions, right to her front door! What could THIS mean? Probably just that she hadnt realized she was giving such personal information to an unknown person but still, I had to wonder, after all- I am interested in this young lady.
All along in our correspondances, she had made no secret of the fact that her SO spent days at a time out of town on business, leaving her home alone but I noticed around the time she provided me with her address, she started giving me the exact dates that he wouldnt be home. I suppose in retrospect none of this meant much but as I stated before some of our emails had gotten a bit risque and she had allowed as to how one of her sexual fantasies involved being home alone and being raped by an intruder!!! Hmmm....I hadnt been able to resist and had worked questioning her about all this into our emails and she actually admitted that she had fostered the notion herself!! We even went so far as to set up a time when I could show up and not give her the exact date-after all, how shocking is a rape if one is expecting it?
Now the twist in my plan-she had told me her SO would be out of town the 14th thru the 20th and I had to tell her I simply couldnt be there before the 16th and the night of the 17th or 18th, maybe 19th (element of surprise ya know) would be best. Well, here it was the 14th and I had ridden past her house several times. It was a quiet neighborhood and in my favor I had the fact that they had just moved into this neighborhood-nobody knew yet what was normal traffic for their house. I really couldnt park my Harley in her driveway for the next plan I had so I retreated to the motel where I packed an overnight bag with a few "goodies: and called a cab.
He dropped me right at her front door and drove away, I headed to the back door like I knew exactly what I was doing, after all, I was dressed nicely and carrying an expensive leather bag. Last thing I looked like was a criminal. The backdoor was as I expected...a piece of cake to open without even showing a sign of forced entry. My bag had contained only a few items: A small hydraulic jack, handle and a few short lengths of 4 X 4. I used these to spread the door jamb just enough to allow the door to swing open invitingly and sauntered right in.
It was a very nice house and to be honest, I felt more than a bit awkward in someone elses home. I knew enough criminals to know most of their tricks but I certainley wasnt one myself. Her (their) room wasnt hard to locate. Only one with a made up bed big enough for two. I slipped up under the head of the bed and pulled a generic silk tie out of my pocket and firmly attached it to one side of the top rail of the bed where my little princess would soon be sleeping. After securing the other side the same way I quickly confirmed that there was no trace of my having been there nor were my restraints at all visible or likely to fall out into view. I went backout the backdoor and hid my bag in some undergrowth around the perimeter of the back yard where I lay down myself to await the excitement of the evening that was yet to come.....