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IC: They were a young couple, married only a few years with no children. He was a gentle man, almost too gentle she thought sometimes, who went to work each day with boundless energy and zeal each morning and returned each night the same way.

He was a successful car salesmen, she a housewife that dreamed of another life, feeling trapped in her boring, repetitive, respectable life. That is until late one afternoon when he took a final test drive for the day with an elderly, mysterious stranger.

He didn’t close the sale that evening, but returned home feeling like a different man…How different would surprise him and his wife for the rest of their lives…


OOC: Looking for one female writer that enjoys a twisted tale of N/C and a touch of evil. Come join me and help weave the tale….
 
As I stood finishing up the morning dishes I thought about the boring day ahead. Was this really what I wanted when I graduated from college? I seem to remember it was. Just to be a plain old housewife, at 23 years old I felt like an old married woman already.

College was so exciting I had been so popular, being a gymnist on one of the leading teams in the nation can do that I suppose, and all the parties and dances. It seemed there was always something new going on. Then Graduation and marraige and the days just seem to run together. I just sit around the house all day and wait for my husband to come home from his boring job. I don't know how many more times I can listed to the great sell he made that day.
I went up stairs and showered, as I dried myself off I looked at my image in the mirror. Still a slim petite gymnasts figure. with brown hair that cascaded to my shoulders. I always wished I was taller with a larger chest but most of the girls on my team were small like me. I guess I should be satisfied at least I never had to worry about dieting.
Well nothing to do now but wait for hubby to come home.
 
Ken

The old man had asked for a test drive in an old Lincoln, and I obliged him. The odd thing was he insisted on my driving and him riding in the back. "This isn't a limo, though the ride is fantastic" I pitched him as I pulled it onto the road, trying to watch him in the rear view.

"So what do you think, sir" I asked him politely as we stood in the car lot fifteen minutes later "Should we write her up?"

"I think it is a beautiful machine" He complimented "But you are correct, it is not a limo, as you quaintl put it"

"No sir" I agreed with him, for some strange reason "Perhaps you'd like me to locate one for you?"

"That would be very demanding of me, I have taken too much of your time already" He replied "Let me give you something for your troubles"

"Not necessary, all part of my job" I told him as he reached into his pocket.

"It is only fitting, I have held you awat from your lovely wife too long" He insisted, handing me a gold colored bracelet with an inset green stone"

Shaking hands we said our goodbyes and I watched the strange gentleman walk off into the mist.

*Probably made of copper and plastic* I told myself, putting the bracelet in my pocket *But it was generous of him*

Pulling into the driveway I bounded up the steps, looking for my lovely wife in our beautiful two story home.

"Hey, Babs?" I called out as the door closed "Got a kiss for your hero?"
 
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Barbara

"Hey, Babs, Got a kiss for your hero?"I heard the front door open and close and looked at the clock. I nearly ran to the front door. Finally a human voice that can answer back.
I wrapped my arms around Ken's neck and gave him a kiss. He opened his mouth and slipped his tongue into mine, very uncharacterisitic of him. I looked at him a bit surprised, not unpleasantly so.

"Wow, your in a good mood, Good day at work?" I asked and continued " you keep that up and you might get lucky tonight."

He grinned back at me. "Are you ready for dinner?" I asked as I made my way to the kitchen.
 
Ken

"Sure am" I called from the bathroom as I washed my hands "It smells great"

Pulling the bracelet from my pocket I examined it more closely, hefting the weight of it as I sat down.

*Strange, I was feeling a little giddy, guess it was hunger* I thought as I sat down

"Lucky is my middle name, Bab's" I quoted as I watched her sway into the room, her hands full of steaming dishes.

Holding the bracelet in one hand, I reached out and playfully squeezed her rear end as she bent over the table to put the dishes down.

*Was it me, or was she looking unbelievably good tonight*
 
Barbara

As I brought the food to the table Ken was acting very strange. He actually grabbed my rear. He never does things like that.
"Lucky is my middle name, Bab's" he said as I looked at him a little startled.

"What do you mean dear?" I asked as I noticed the strange braclet in hie hand ' What is that?" I continued indicating the braclet

He seemed so different tonight, I thought, He must have made a good sale today.

I sat down next to him at the table to hear about his day.
 
Ken

"It's a gift from a perspective customer" I answered her, noticing the swell of her breast as she sat next to me. "I thought it was a cheap trinket but the more I look at it, the more I think it may be the real thing"

Still holding it, I slid it over my wrist and felt a small jolt of power shoot up my arm.

"Do you still have that black two peice?" I asked as I dished up our dinner, finding I was ravenous for food and a lot more suddenly. "The one you got at your bridal shower, remember? I think it would look great on you tonight, IF I were to get lucky."

*She did look stunning tonight, each move a graceful and sensuos pirouette that spoke of a pleasurable dance* I told myself as I stared at her and wolfed down my food...
 
"It's a gift from a perspective customer, I thought it was a cheap trinket but the more I look at it, the more I think it may be the real thing"

"Your not going to wear that are you" I asked then looking at his hurt expression " I mean it just doesn't look like your style, thats all"

"Do you still have that black two peice? The one you got at your bridal shower, remember? I think it would look great on you tonight, IF I were to get lucky." He asked

"Sure I would be happy to wear that for you if you like." I relied surprised at the request, he ussually wasn't all that interested in that sort of thing. Not that I was complaining.

I went upstairs after dinner and put on the clothing he had requested and read while I waited in the bedroom for him to come up. I hadn't been there long when I heard him come looking for me. I smiled seductively as he came in the room, I noticed a strange expression on his face as he approached me and felt a tinge of fear, then thinking it silly dismissed it as somehting else.
 
Ken

Dinner quickly over I smiled as Barbara excused herself to go upstairs and change.

Moving to the basement and the small rack of assorted wines we had I chose one and washed two glasses at the wet bar, looking around the large unfinished room. We had always wanted to finish it, but it had ended up a weight room aka workshop that the both of used.

*It would make a great dungeon* I laughed to myself as I climbed the steps from the basement, then to the second floor. Pushing the door open with my foot I admired the vision that sat on the bed, quietly reading, her firm breasts shown off by the push up top.

"I brought a bottle of our finest" I joked as I walked in "I thought I'd get you tipsy, then take advantage of you"

Setting the glasses down I opened and pored, offering her a glass as I sat down beside her, my free hand sliding up her trim, athletic legs.

"You don't mind, do you" I questioned, my voice still light, but not as joking as it was a few seconds earlier.
 
:) With permission, I would like to play the old man wanting a car

Profile:
Middle aged man with no indication of age
Strange way of combining clothes
Odd looking shoes
Trapped in a netherworld known as earth
Powers beyond human conception.

:devil: Please advise if ok.
 
Taking the wine from Ken, I replied "how romantic" I drank down the wine as he rubbed my leg, still firm and slightly muscular from my years as a gymnast. "You dont mind do you?" He asked as he poured me more wine.

"No, I can't wait"I replied as he ran his hand higher up my thigh. I parted my legs slightly to give him access as I drank down the second glass feeling the effects already. As his hand moved to the waistband of the panties he poured me another glass.

"You really are trying to get me tipsy, aren't you?" I giggled surprised at the fact he just looked at me and did not smile back.

His hand slid across my flat stomach causeing me to moan as I felt myself getting more aroused. I took another sip of the wind as my mouth had gone dry, then tossed my head back as he continued to rub his hand across my body.
 
Ken

"I thought we'd try something different tonight" I suggested, biting her neck gently as she leaned backward, my hand rubbing her mound thru the silky material. "I can't get the memories of you as you swung from the high bar out of my mind. How your body looked, how it stretched as you spun and the way your suit rode up your tight buns"

Taking the empty glass from her hands I shoved it on the nightstand before climbing over her and pressing my lips firmly on hers.

"MMMmmph" Came her reply as I mashed her lips and pulled away, sucking the hard point that pressed against the silky chemise.

"Gently, my nipples are sooo sensitive" She coaxed and I responded by biting each a little harder, drawing a cry from her.

Not understanding the passion that drove me, but responding to it's insane urges none the less I pulled her over on top of me and spoke words I had never spoken before.

"How about we get "kinky" tonight?
 
He was acting so weird being a little more agressive than usual and talking about sex way more than he had before. Not wanting to disapoint him I decided to go along with his ideas, not that I was sure what they were yet.

As he nipped at my nipples I cried out, they had always been so sensitive and stood out hard all the time. He pulled me over on top of him and said, "How about we get "kinky" tonight?

"Sure I replied with a giggle, what did you have in mind?" I asked knowing that kinky to Ken was probably a shower together or something harmless like that.

He had been talking about the gymnastic routines I had done and had my curiosity up. "Does it have something to do with my gymnastics I asked curious about what he had in mind, as I straddled him feeling his hardness beneath me.
 
Ken

"Exactly!" I gloated, sinking the hook "All the years I cheered you on during college, I sat in the stands wondering what it would be like if you gave me a private demonstration"

"As I brought the wine up, I saw all the equipment in the basement and thought it would be sexy if you showed me a few of those "moves". It would be so stimulating to me to see you work up a sweat before we made love" I suggested as she rubbed herself along my hardening length.

*And then I'd show her a few of my own moves* I thought, recalling all the perverted scenes that flashed thru my head.

"It would mean so much to me, seeing you stretched out on the bars again" I asked, giving her my best pouting look....
 
Ken had never asked me for anything like that before, and the thought did apeal to me a little excitement could be just what we needed.

"Sure I'll try" I replied "but I don't know if there is enough room to do to much of a routine."

The look of excitement in his eyes made me know it would be worth it to try to please him. Jumping up and taking him by the hand I led the way. "Come on lets go"
 
Ken

We moved downstairs in record time, me following the pert, bouncing ass of Barb's down the two flights.

"I had cleaned up a few things this weekend and set up what I could out of curiousity" I alibied as I flipped the lights on, revealing the double and single bars. "Just warm up with what you can and I'll be right back."

Heading for the workshop I held up the empty bottle and eagerly set out for a few toys....
 
So thats what he had been doing down here. I wondered what had taken him so long to get up stairs. There wasn't much room but I did some warm ups on the parellels as he went for more wine.

As I moved around I felt my panties ride up revealing my muscular cheeks. I resisted the urge to pull them down knowing he would enjoy that. I continued to move through the routine as I heard him return. Pretending not to notice him watching me.

I felt my body perspire as the flimsy fabric clung to my curves as I moved. I could feel my nipples poking out as if trying to push through the cloth, sensitive and hard...
 
Ken

I walked back in as she finished a series of flips and stood in front of the paralell bars, catching her breath. The black panty had pulled way up, disapearing between the firm orbs of her backside, the persperation made the top cling to her firm breasts outlining hard nipples in perfect detail.

Walking up behind her I set the bottle aside, the glasses clinking musically as I advanced, and pulled the cotton rope from my pocket.

"You looked marvelous" I whispered into her ear "Just like I remember in college, of course the outfit is better now"

One hand on her firm bare ass I pressed my hard, swollen erection against her backside and smiled when she reached behind her to stroke me.

"Now it gets kinky" I chuckled as I looped the rope over her wrist and pulled her free hand behind to join it. "I always wondered what it would be like to violate you while you were tied and bent over" I confessed in her ear..."Now lets get those clothes off you and find out"
 
As I stood there Ken came up behind me pressing up against me, I could feel he was aroused by the performance and reached back to stroke his swollen member. The next thing I knew he pulled my other hand behind me and I was tied up.

"I always wondered what it would be like to violate you while you were tied and bent over now lets get those clothes off you and find out"

I was a bit shocked but decided to go along with it as harmless fun. I bent at the waist as he pulled my panties down and I stepped out of them. I felt his eyes devour me as his hands slid over my now naked ass. He slid his hands up to my still covered nipples and pinched them hard.
"Owe," I cried out, "Gently, you know how sensitive they are"...
 
Ken

"Yes I do" I answered, the deep growly voice that came from my throat surprising even myself as I hooked my hands in the top and began to tear it.

The fabric shredded easily from her shoulders and I flipped a length over her head and eyes, blindfolding her.

"There, you may not see what's coming but you can tell me what you think of it" I laughed contentedly and slapped her firm, bare ass drawing a cry at the unexpected blow.

"Now lets see how hot that little box of yours is" I cackled. pressing the purple tip of my erection against her slit....
 
Ken roughly tore the top from my body exposing my bare breasts and flipping the top over my head using it as a blindfold. I was about to tell him he was getting a little carried away when I felt a hard slap on my backside causing me to cry out.
I could feel the red hand print on my ass rising out red and hot as I heard Ken say,"Now lets see how hot that little box of yours is"

I felt him rub the tip of his cock back and forth over my exposed crotch. I was getting very uncomfortable with the situation,

"Ken, Honey? Are you sure you want to do this? perhaps we should go back up to the bedroom" I asked innocently
 
Ken

The question staggered me for a second "Was I sure?"

"I....i don't really know" I tried to tell her as I looked at her bent and tied form, my voice a hushed normal.

"But what the HELL, you only live once, don't ya!" I heard myself tell her as the "other" reinstated himself within my head.

Forcing my enraged cock into her barely moist slit I grabbed her hips and rammed into her with the first of many savage thrusts to come.

"After this lets see if we can invent several more uses for the weight machine" I taunted her, savoring her cries and whimpers of pain with a twinge of guilt that was swiftly diminishing...
 
He forced himself into me with a roughness I had not known. I gasped in pain as he thrust again even harder not allowing me to adjust to his size, I cried out again. He held my hips firmly as he continued to thrust harder and harder. He continued to plow into me harder and faster as he reached around and grabbed my sensitive nipples and started pulling them out away from my body and back towards him as he continued to drive into me. Using my nipples as if they were handles to guide me onto his hardness.
I cried out with each thrust taking in gasps of air as he continued to pound into me. My body covered with sweat glistening under the utility lights, my nipples feeling red and sore under his manipulations.
 
Ken

The raw adrenalin surged through my veins as I pounded into her, feeling her moisten despite the pain I knew I was causing her.

"That's the way, Barbie girl" I smirked as I felt the hot juices rush thru my cock and into her tight hole. "Perfect, just like everything else in this house"

Stepping back on shaky knees I gripped the bar she was tied to for support.

"My God, Bab's, What have I done to you?" I questioned her as temporarily I found myself alone.

With fumbling hands I loosened the knots that held her and then pulled her crying form to me, apologizing to her.

"Calm yourself" I coaxed her as I caught my own breath and held her gently to me "I need to get you from here before..."

A sudden, blinding headache stopped me from competing the words and I gripped my head as the pain cut thru my temples.

"Ken, Are you OK?" Came her concerned question as she look at me and I lowered my hands.

"Just Fine, Barbie girl" Came the hoarse growl from my throat as HE replied. "In fact I feel so good I think I'll tear off another peice"

As if in a theater I watched my own hand and arm draw backwards, then swing forwards again, aimed at her white and shaken face.

"Time for your weight training to begin, Barbie girl" I heard the voice cackle again as the hand met her face with a loud "CRACK"...
 
Barbara

I felt him swell inside of me as he gave three hard painful thrusts, then held me tight as I felt him spasm inside of me filling me over and over with his seed.

"My God, Bab's, What have I done to you?" He asked as he untied me and pulled me close. My body racked with pain and confusion, I cried into his chest until I felt him grab his head and look at me. His eyes seemed to glow red as he stared down at me with the most evil look in his eyes.

I asked "Ken, are you OK?"

"Just Fine, Barbie girl, In fact I feel so good I think I'll tear off another peice" He replied as I noticed his member standinf out hard and apearing larger than usual.
"Time for your weight training to begin, Barbie girl" He said as I felt my cheek grow red hot and my head reeled as I fell backwards, not realizing at first I had been struck. As I lay there trying to get my bearings my head reeling from the blow, he lifted me by the arms as if I were nothing and slammed my body down on the weight bench. I lay there looking up at him as he held the rope in his hand, thinking to myself this is the first time I have actually been afraid of him or of what he might do.
 
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