Plain Jane
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As it was the weekend I was up quite early, I decided that as I was going to visit my neighbour I had better dress in something more than my usual shorts so decided on a pair of boxer briefs under a pair of dress shorts and a polo shirt.
I rang the bell twice and was just about to leave when the top window opened and a weary looking Jane popped her head out,
“Oh Frank” she said in a sleepy voice, “Hang on a second”, so I waited patiently as she got herself together and came down.
“Sorry” she said as she opened the door, “I wasn’t expecting you so early, come on in”
I walked in and she kindly showed me into the lounge, “How do you like your coffee?” she asked.
“White with two” I said as I made myself comfortable and she disappeared into the kitchen.
I have to say that Jane looked a bit ragged, she must have been in her mid to late 40’s, her short hair was dyed black and there were visible signs of greying.
She had an old tee shirt that she obviously slept in and the lack of a bra showed her saggy tits beneath, she had a pair of PJ shorts on and there was no visible panty line and her legs seemed too skinny and she had a pair of fluffy slippers on.
As I waited I looked around the room, very few furnishings, an old 2-seater sofa which I sat on and a rickety arm chair, a couple of pictures on the wall and table with a small TV on it. She had a coffee table with a laptop on and an old bookshelf which had half a dozen books and what looked like an old scrapbook. On a positive note the house was clean and had a nice aroma, I glanced out of the back window and saw a small bench facing the fence that divided our gardens which I thought a bit strange.
There was a picture on the mantle that showed her with two teenagers which I can only assume were hers but no man in the picture, interesting.
She was a while making the coffee and I must admit I was feeling a little uneasy but she soon entered with a tray, 2 mugs of coffee and a small plate of digestives.
“Are these yours?” I asked pointing to the picture on the mantle, she smiled
“Yes Frank” she said, “that’s Sarah and Steve, they are with their father, he went off with some young tart and they though they would have a better life with him” she said as her mood seemed to change
“Oh I am so sorry” I said sincerely, “Do you see them often?” I asked showing a genuine interest
“Oh don’t be sorry” she said, “And no, I don’t see them much because whenever I do they are intent on telling me how wonderful their step-mum is”, something I wasn’t expecting to hear.
“So Frank, tell me about yourself” she asked and it suddenly dawned on me that this was the first time we had spoken since she moved in so how she knew my name was a mystery, I was confused and being the person I am I had to ask,
“Forgive me Jane, how did you know my name?” I asked and the feeling of unease seemed to grow,
“Oh Frank, I know a lot about you darling” she said and she seemed to have a sinister look about her and now my unease grew faster, I tried to make light of it.
“Really” I said with a smile as I took a sip of the coffee, not my usual brand obviously as it had a bit of a bitter taste.
For the first time a smile came across her face, “How’s your coffee dear?” she asked as I finished the cup, “Would you like some more?”, I nodded my head as I do need a couple of cups in the morning to fire me up, she stood up and took my cup and I watched her walk out, she had a small arse, not many curves and I was certain she had nothing under her PJ shorts.
I looked around more and something just wasn’t right but for the life of me I couldn’t put my finger on it, maybe I just needed to wake up more which I hoped the coffee would soon sort out.
She returned with my top up and sat back down in the chair, her legs slightly parted as she sat back. I took another sip and couldn’t work out why it was so bitter, maybe the milk was off a bit as I noticed her drinking it black, I didn’t want to offend her hospitality by saying anything so kept quiet.
“So Frank, I understand you’re a bit of a ladies man huh?” she said softly but matter of factually, I was stunned as to how she would know this only living next door a short time, her face was expressionless and her knees closed as she waited for a response from me.
“I am human and healthy” I said trying to make light of her comment, “Why do you ask?” I continued finishing my coffee, I wasn’t getting the kick I usually get and was starting to feel really uncomfortable.
She seemed to be watching me closely, something was seriously wrong here.
“Well” she said as a wry smile came across her face, “I have been watching you, you have a lot of visitors, some leaving early in the morning, I have seen you in your garden, even through your widows courtesy of the holes in the fence, I have spoken to Doris in the park, OMG you are a bad man eh!” she continued, I was gobsmacked to think that I am being confronted by a stalker. I was speechless and I wasn’t feeling good, I tried to get up but for some strange reason my limbs and my brain were not in sync, I looked across at her
“What have you done Jane” I asked in a stern voice, I was starting to break into a sweat, I felt really hot.
Jane looked at me, “Oh just something I put in your coffee, don’t worry it wont kill you” she said as she reached across and took the scrapbook from the bookcase.
She walked to me putting the book on my lap, “Take a look” she said, “Oh you can’t can you” she giggled knowing that I couldn’t move my arms, she flicked through a few pages and there was writing along with pictures of visitors that I had entertained.
“Have you found a cleaner yet?” she asked, “That Ashleigh girl is hot isn’t she? And so is her mum” she said with a hint of jealously in her voice.
Another set of pictures showed me walking into the toilet block, the next showed my erect cock through the hole, OMG had she actually sucked me off in there? I really don’t remember. She had pictures of the dental hygienist, the receptionist, OMG she even had pictures of me sucking cock in my lounge.
I laughed but deep down I was very angry, this woman seemed evil, what did she want?, why was she doing this?, so many unanswered questions and I was powerless.
She placed the book back on the shelf and sat back down,
“I would hate this to get in the wrong hands eh Frank” she said softly with that wry smile on her face again.
She was totally in control, something I didn’t like, I could just make out her nipples stiffening under her sleep shirt.
“Aww, you look hot Frank” she said as she approached me, sweat was running down my brow, “Maybe we should take off your shirt” she said smiling, I was powerless to resist as she tugged away at my polo shirt pulling it over my head.
“Please!” I protested as she run her fingers across my chest, through the hairs and touching my nipples,
“Mmm” she sighed as she tweaked my nipples with her fingers, she run her fingers down my belly to the waistband of my shorts, “NO” I protested again, she reminded me of the ‘evidence’ she had on me as she popped open the button.
“I think you are going to be a good boy Frank” she said softly as she fumbled for the zipper, my cock was certainly not stirring.
As the zipper came down she noticed my tight boxer briefs,
“Mmm, I see you are wearing undies today Frank, that’s a novelty eh”, she reached around the waistband pulling them down over my knees and off, she looked down at my soft cock hidden inside.
She leant forward looking for a kiss, I turned away but she pulled my head back and planted her lips on mine, I could feel her tongue pressing trying to force them apart and I had no strength and then felt her tongue inside my mouth searching every corner, it was warm, she sucked on my tongue and I refused to respond.
She broke away and started to kiss and lick my chest, her warm tongue circled my nipples and she bit gently before gently sucking on them making them react before moving down my belly kissing and licking every inch as she knelt down between my open legs.
Her tongue run over my boxers, kissing and nibbling at my cock which was just starting to respond, I was just starting to get some feeling back as the effects of the coffee started to wear off a bit.
I had to think, I had to go along with her wishes as she had a lot of info on me so I kept quiet as my cock started to harden under my briefs, she looked up at me with wide eyes at the reaction she was finally getting, I continued to complain.
“Mmm, looks like someone’s getting excited” she said as she gripped her little hands around the selling shaft, again I made no response. Her fingers grabbed the waistband and she slowly pulled my boxers off leaving me totally naked on her couch,
“WOW!” she said as she looked at the glistening head, she held the shaft pulling the skin right back forcing a droplet of precum to escape, she looked up at me with menacing eyes as her tongue flicked and licked the droplet off before running her tongue up and down the veiny shaft, she held my cock tight, maybe too tight as she licked my balls putting each one in her mouth and sucking on it, my cock seemed to grow further as she run her tongue back up the shaft, teasing the swollen head.
She looked up at me, “Are you going to do as I say Frank?” she asked, I felt I had little choice really so I nodded although I really didn’t want to.
“Good” she said smiling, “Follow me upstairs” and she held her hand out helping me up from the sofa, I followed her out into the hall and up the stairs, she walked up and I could see that she had no panties on as I clearly saw the hairs between her legs through the gaps in her PJ shorts.
We reached the bedroom and she told me to lay on my back on the bed with my arms outstretched, I obeyed but wasn’t to happy about it.
I noticed that on each corner of her small double bed were ties, she tied my hands to each corner and my legs to the bottom and I lay there like a starfish.
“We don’t want the effects to wear off and you make a run for it, do we Frank” she said, she had that determined look in her face again as I lay there motionless.
She stood by the side of the bed and pulled off her night shirt, her small tits drooped slightly but weren’t too shabby for her age and her nipples were stiff, she stood by the corner putting her tit in my hand and I could feel the stiffness of her nipple on my fingers.
She walked back to the end of the bed and stood there looking at my naked body, my cock standing loud and proud and she slowly pulled down her PJ shorts, her hairy muff was tidy and I could just make out her labia lips poking through the hairs.
The weird thing was that the restraints weren’t that tight which was a relief, it could have been handcuffs and then I would be screwed, literally.
She started to run her fingers up my legs and inside my thighs, she did have a soft touch and although I didn’t show it I was starting to enjoy it, her hands stopped at my balls and she gave them a gentle squeeze, then a harder squeeze as she held the base of my cock holding it upright, the skin still pulled back and the swollen head fully exposed.
“Mmm, such a nice cock you have Frank” she said softly as she wrapped her little fingers around it and slowly started to wank me.
“Why are you doing this Jane?” I asked as her small hands got to work, she looked up at me,
“Simple really” she said, “When a girl fancies someone and he pays her no attention, she has to resort to other measures to get what she wants” she continued, I had no idea but then again she isn’t exactly eye catching.
“So here’s the deal”, her hand gently squeezing my balls as she spoke,
“You be a good boy, do as your told when you are told and all the information I have on you will remain safe”, I was not happy with this but what she was doing with her hands was exciting as my throbbing erection would testify, I didn’t like being blackmailed though.
“And if I don’t?” I asked pretty sure I knew the answer, she looked up at me and smiled.
She pulled her hands away and sat up between my spread legs, my cock rigid as she smiled,
“Frank baby!, you don’t want to know” she had that devilish look in her eyes again, her nipples like bullets.
“I guess I have no choice then” I said trying to make sense of it all giving her a totally false smile.
“No Frank, you don’t” she said softly.
I rang the bell twice and was just about to leave when the top window opened and a weary looking Jane popped her head out,
“Oh Frank” she said in a sleepy voice, “Hang on a second”, so I waited patiently as she got herself together and came down.
“Sorry” she said as she opened the door, “I wasn’t expecting you so early, come on in”
I walked in and she kindly showed me into the lounge, “How do you like your coffee?” she asked.
“White with two” I said as I made myself comfortable and she disappeared into the kitchen.
I have to say that Jane looked a bit ragged, she must have been in her mid to late 40’s, her short hair was dyed black and there were visible signs of greying.
She had an old tee shirt that she obviously slept in and the lack of a bra showed her saggy tits beneath, she had a pair of PJ shorts on and there was no visible panty line and her legs seemed too skinny and she had a pair of fluffy slippers on.
As I waited I looked around the room, very few furnishings, an old 2-seater sofa which I sat on and a rickety arm chair, a couple of pictures on the wall and table with a small TV on it. She had a coffee table with a laptop on and an old bookshelf which had half a dozen books and what looked like an old scrapbook. On a positive note the house was clean and had a nice aroma, I glanced out of the back window and saw a small bench facing the fence that divided our gardens which I thought a bit strange.
There was a picture on the mantle that showed her with two teenagers which I can only assume were hers but no man in the picture, interesting.
She was a while making the coffee and I must admit I was feeling a little uneasy but she soon entered with a tray, 2 mugs of coffee and a small plate of digestives.
“Are these yours?” I asked pointing to the picture on the mantle, she smiled
“Yes Frank” she said, “that’s Sarah and Steve, they are with their father, he went off with some young tart and they though they would have a better life with him” she said as her mood seemed to change
“Oh I am so sorry” I said sincerely, “Do you see them often?” I asked showing a genuine interest
“Oh don’t be sorry” she said, “And no, I don’t see them much because whenever I do they are intent on telling me how wonderful their step-mum is”, something I wasn’t expecting to hear.
“So Frank, tell me about yourself” she asked and it suddenly dawned on me that this was the first time we had spoken since she moved in so how she knew my name was a mystery, I was confused and being the person I am I had to ask,
“Forgive me Jane, how did you know my name?” I asked and the feeling of unease seemed to grow,
“Oh Frank, I know a lot about you darling” she said and she seemed to have a sinister look about her and now my unease grew faster, I tried to make light of it.
“Really” I said with a smile as I took a sip of the coffee, not my usual brand obviously as it had a bit of a bitter taste.
For the first time a smile came across her face, “How’s your coffee dear?” she asked as I finished the cup, “Would you like some more?”, I nodded my head as I do need a couple of cups in the morning to fire me up, she stood up and took my cup and I watched her walk out, she had a small arse, not many curves and I was certain she had nothing under her PJ shorts.
I looked around more and something just wasn’t right but for the life of me I couldn’t put my finger on it, maybe I just needed to wake up more which I hoped the coffee would soon sort out.
She returned with my top up and sat back down in the chair, her legs slightly parted as she sat back. I took another sip and couldn’t work out why it was so bitter, maybe the milk was off a bit as I noticed her drinking it black, I didn’t want to offend her hospitality by saying anything so kept quiet.
“So Frank, I understand you’re a bit of a ladies man huh?” she said softly but matter of factually, I was stunned as to how she would know this only living next door a short time, her face was expressionless and her knees closed as she waited for a response from me.
“I am human and healthy” I said trying to make light of her comment, “Why do you ask?” I continued finishing my coffee, I wasn’t getting the kick I usually get and was starting to feel really uncomfortable.
She seemed to be watching me closely, something was seriously wrong here.
“Well” she said as a wry smile came across her face, “I have been watching you, you have a lot of visitors, some leaving early in the morning, I have seen you in your garden, even through your widows courtesy of the holes in the fence, I have spoken to Doris in the park, OMG you are a bad man eh!” she continued, I was gobsmacked to think that I am being confronted by a stalker. I was speechless and I wasn’t feeling good, I tried to get up but for some strange reason my limbs and my brain were not in sync, I looked across at her
“What have you done Jane” I asked in a stern voice, I was starting to break into a sweat, I felt really hot.
Jane looked at me, “Oh just something I put in your coffee, don’t worry it wont kill you” she said as she reached across and took the scrapbook from the bookcase.
She walked to me putting the book on my lap, “Take a look” she said, “Oh you can’t can you” she giggled knowing that I couldn’t move my arms, she flicked through a few pages and there was writing along with pictures of visitors that I had entertained.
“Have you found a cleaner yet?” she asked, “That Ashleigh girl is hot isn’t she? And so is her mum” she said with a hint of jealously in her voice.
Another set of pictures showed me walking into the toilet block, the next showed my erect cock through the hole, OMG had she actually sucked me off in there? I really don’t remember. She had pictures of the dental hygienist, the receptionist, OMG she even had pictures of me sucking cock in my lounge.
I laughed but deep down I was very angry, this woman seemed evil, what did she want?, why was she doing this?, so many unanswered questions and I was powerless.
She placed the book back on the shelf and sat back down,
“I would hate this to get in the wrong hands eh Frank” she said softly with that wry smile on her face again.
She was totally in control, something I didn’t like, I could just make out her nipples stiffening under her sleep shirt.
“Aww, you look hot Frank” she said as she approached me, sweat was running down my brow, “Maybe we should take off your shirt” she said smiling, I was powerless to resist as she tugged away at my polo shirt pulling it over my head.
“Please!” I protested as she run her fingers across my chest, through the hairs and touching my nipples,
“Mmm” she sighed as she tweaked my nipples with her fingers, she run her fingers down my belly to the waistband of my shorts, “NO” I protested again, she reminded me of the ‘evidence’ she had on me as she popped open the button.
“I think you are going to be a good boy Frank” she said softly as she fumbled for the zipper, my cock was certainly not stirring.
As the zipper came down she noticed my tight boxer briefs,
“Mmm, I see you are wearing undies today Frank, that’s a novelty eh”, she reached around the waistband pulling them down over my knees and off, she looked down at my soft cock hidden inside.
She leant forward looking for a kiss, I turned away but she pulled my head back and planted her lips on mine, I could feel her tongue pressing trying to force them apart and I had no strength and then felt her tongue inside my mouth searching every corner, it was warm, she sucked on my tongue and I refused to respond.
She broke away and started to kiss and lick my chest, her warm tongue circled my nipples and she bit gently before gently sucking on them making them react before moving down my belly kissing and licking every inch as she knelt down between my open legs.
Her tongue run over my boxers, kissing and nibbling at my cock which was just starting to respond, I was just starting to get some feeling back as the effects of the coffee started to wear off a bit.
I had to think, I had to go along with her wishes as she had a lot of info on me so I kept quiet as my cock started to harden under my briefs, she looked up at me with wide eyes at the reaction she was finally getting, I continued to complain.
“Mmm, looks like someone’s getting excited” she said as she gripped her little hands around the selling shaft, again I made no response. Her fingers grabbed the waistband and she slowly pulled my boxers off leaving me totally naked on her couch,
“WOW!” she said as she looked at the glistening head, she held the shaft pulling the skin right back forcing a droplet of precum to escape, she looked up at me with menacing eyes as her tongue flicked and licked the droplet off before running her tongue up and down the veiny shaft, she held my cock tight, maybe too tight as she licked my balls putting each one in her mouth and sucking on it, my cock seemed to grow further as she run her tongue back up the shaft, teasing the swollen head.
She looked up at me, “Are you going to do as I say Frank?” she asked, I felt I had little choice really so I nodded although I really didn’t want to.
“Good” she said smiling, “Follow me upstairs” and she held her hand out helping me up from the sofa, I followed her out into the hall and up the stairs, she walked up and I could see that she had no panties on as I clearly saw the hairs between her legs through the gaps in her PJ shorts.
We reached the bedroom and she told me to lay on my back on the bed with my arms outstretched, I obeyed but wasn’t to happy about it.
I noticed that on each corner of her small double bed were ties, she tied my hands to each corner and my legs to the bottom and I lay there like a starfish.
“We don’t want the effects to wear off and you make a run for it, do we Frank” she said, she had that determined look in her face again as I lay there motionless.
She stood by the side of the bed and pulled off her night shirt, her small tits drooped slightly but weren’t too shabby for her age and her nipples were stiff, she stood by the corner putting her tit in my hand and I could feel the stiffness of her nipple on my fingers.
She walked back to the end of the bed and stood there looking at my naked body, my cock standing loud and proud and she slowly pulled down her PJ shorts, her hairy muff was tidy and I could just make out her labia lips poking through the hairs.
The weird thing was that the restraints weren’t that tight which was a relief, it could have been handcuffs and then I would be screwed, literally.
She started to run her fingers up my legs and inside my thighs, she did have a soft touch and although I didn’t show it I was starting to enjoy it, her hands stopped at my balls and she gave them a gentle squeeze, then a harder squeeze as she held the base of my cock holding it upright, the skin still pulled back and the swollen head fully exposed.
“Mmm, such a nice cock you have Frank” she said softly as she wrapped her little fingers around it and slowly started to wank me.
“Why are you doing this Jane?” I asked as her small hands got to work, she looked up at me,
“Simple really” she said, “When a girl fancies someone and he pays her no attention, she has to resort to other measures to get what she wants” she continued, I had no idea but then again she isn’t exactly eye catching.
“So here’s the deal”, her hand gently squeezing my balls as she spoke,
“You be a good boy, do as your told when you are told and all the information I have on you will remain safe”, I was not happy with this but what she was doing with her hands was exciting as my throbbing erection would testify, I didn’t like being blackmailed though.
“And if I don’t?” I asked pretty sure I knew the answer, she looked up at me and smiled.
She pulled her hands away and sat up between my spread legs, my cock rigid as she smiled,
“Frank baby!, you don’t want to know” she had that devilish look in her eyes again, her nipples like bullets.
“I guess I have no choice then” I said trying to make sense of it all giving her a totally false smile.
“No Frank, you don’t” she said softly.
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