Since I had some time to kill, I take a look around your house. Nothing interesting in the kitchen or den, so I go upstairs to your bedroom. I liked what I saw. Thick drapes would cover each window keep prying eyes from interrupting our fun, the bath had a full tub and your bed frame had thick posts at each corner. I walk over to the nightstand to see if you kept any of your own toys by the bed and am delighted to find a 9" black vibrator, with a large tube of lube, in the bottom drawer. That might come in handy later.

I then heard the door open downstairs and you come in. The fun was about to begin. As I heard you come up the stairs, I slip into the closet, the door slightly ajar, to wait. In a moment, you come into the room wearing a bikini that would make a stripper blush. You hadn't noticed a thing as you went into the bath to start your shower.

When I hear the water start, I step of the closet and you see me as you walk out of the bath. You're stunned to find you're not alone and I can tell you're mentally debating whether to scream or try to run past me down the stairs. As you run by, I grab you by the pony tail, spin you around and throw you down on the bed...