Antoinette_ The Damsel in Distress · Part 1 (1/2)
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The following is a true story. (You know who you are)
A few years ago I worked for an Asset Management company looking after the assets of clients mainly an administrative position and although the work was boring and uneventful I was the only male in the department. So I got to spend the day with some very attractive ladies who all took turns to flirt with me. I have always loved the secretary look so I was in heaven in the department. My other fantasy was “damsel in distress” bondage and it was a side of me I always kept to myself although I had pictured all of them at some stage in my mind bound and gagged.
One of my colleagues was called Antoinette and she had long auburn hair lovely pert breasts, long legs and a small tight heart shaped rear. She always wore very high heels and short figure hugging skirts and she had these very cute size 4 feet (yet another fetish of mine). She was engaged to be married in a few months and although I found her very attractive we were only friends as I am not one to fool around with girls who are in relationships. There was always loads of flirting and smiles between us but it never went further than that which often left me feeling frustrated.
One day on a particular slow day we had both finished our work for the day and had a couple of hours to kill before home time so she came and sat at my desk making small talk. Suddenly out of the blue she asked me “Have you ever been tied up or have you ever tied anybody up?” I was so shocked that I just went completely red and felt my heart start beating faster. Shocked all I could muster was “Why do you ask?”
“Well sometimes my fiancé ties me up but he wasn’t very good at it.” I could feel myself getting aroused and I was going redder and redder. She just smiled at me and said, “Look at the time I had better start packing up my stuff. See you tomorrow”
On the way home she was all I could think about and the thought of her being tied up just made me more and more aroused. I just hoped I had not blown my chance I so badly wanted to talk more to her about it but she had caught me completely off guard and too be honest I was too shy and had never told anybody about my fantasies. That night I decided I would play it ‘cool’ and if it came up again I had a couple of questions I wanted to ask her.
The next morning I arrived at work really early which is very unlike me and waited for Antoinette’s arrival. When she finally arrived she walked past my desk with a polite “Hello” much to my frustration and spent most of the day working at her desk. All I could think about was that I had blown this. Finally after not having spoke to her for most of the day she walked past my desk and asked if I wanted to grab a coffee. I jumped up a little too quickly which caused a wry smile from Antoinette. Over coffee she seemed very quiet with something on her mind. I did not want to pry but I could see something was wrong. Suddenly she asked me “Do you think I am attractive?”
I could feel myself going red again “Of course” I said “Why do you ask?”
She looked me in the eyes and said “ I don’t think my fiancée finds me attractive anymore. He hasn’t touched me in weeks”
I was shocked “What?”
“Yes I know he is busy at work but I am worried. Do you have any ideas or suggestions?”
“Have you tried dressing up for him?” I stammered “and maybe you should ask him to tie you up?”
“Do you have any ideas what I can wear? What do you like?” she replied “Well I do like certain things but that’s personal” I said rather shyly.
“Sure” I said “I had better get back to work”
At my desk I was finding myself very turned on. Could I trust her with my personal fantasies? I decided what have I got to lose. I typed up a very short email along the lines of “ Why don’t you dress up as a naughty secretary and ask him to tie you up and have his way with you” I clicked send and waited. A few seconds later the reply arrived in my inbox. “Is that it? I expected more detail from you? Describe exactly what I should wear and if I like it I will wear it into the office tomorrow if its not too explicit!” I gulped and looked at my watch it was almost home time I had better make this quick. If its detail she wants it is detail she will get. I typed up:
The Naughty Secretary:
Hair down
Red Lipstick
Painted fingernails (Revlon Red is my favourite)
Painted toenails (Revlon Red as well)
White tight blouse/shirt
Black tight fitting mini skirt
Black Lace Suspender belt
Black Vintage Stockings (the one with the seam down the back)
Black Lace Bra
Black Lace G-String
Black high heel 6 inch pumps (the higher the better!)
Thin Gold ankle chain on right ankle
I looked at the list again let out a sigh imagining Antoinette dressed like that and hit the send key. I waited impatiently for the reply checking my watch as I knew she would leave soon and I would desperately love to see her dressed like that tomorrow. The reply hit my inbox. Nervous I opened the message “Wow that’s more like it. I guess I had better do some shopping later. If this does not work nothing will. I need to leave but I am curious on how you would tie me up? Speak to you tomorrow x” My heart began pounding in my chest and feebly waved goodbye as she walked past me.
On the way home all I could think about was Antoinette and how lucky her fiancé was. That night in my bed I imagined her lying next to me. Needless to say I did not sleep very well that night.
The next morning I woke up before my alarm and almost jumped out of bed to get ready for work. “Surely she would not dress like that for work?” I hoped beyond hope she would but what would I say to her then?
I was the second person to arrive in the office and made myself a cup of coffee before I sat down at my desk and found myself rather preoccupied and unable to focus on anything but Antoinette’s arrival. Finally what seemed like ages I caught her walking into the office and my heart dropped a beat. She looked stunning and was wearing what I had suggested in my email I thought I was going to have a heart attack as she walked past me and obviously seeing my shock on my face she smiled coolly as she walked past and mouthed a “Good Morning” to me. I still could not believe what I was looking at as she sat down at her desk and turned on her computer.
A few moments later an email arrived in my inbox “Good Morning I have good news and bad news. The good news is I am wearing everything you suggested and I feel very sexy. The bad news is it had no effect last night on my fiancée” I felt bad. What was I thinking. Why would he like the same things I did. I replied, “Sorry it did not work out but if it means anything I think you look incredible” I hit the send key worried that I had mucked this up and I hoped it would not change anything between us I really enjoyed talking to her. Her reply arrived moments later which simply said “It seems a waste that you have not seen everything maybe we can go for a drink later?” Wild horses would not stop me from meeting her I simply replied “I would really like that. See you after work”
The day dragged on and on but at least I could look up and look at her dressed the way I had asked which made me smile and wish time would hurry up!
Driving there I had doubts about whether this was a good idea but it was too late now. I arrived before her and found a quiet table in the corner and ordered a nice bottle of red wine and some snacks hoping it would make her stay for awhile. The wine arrived at the table and I looked up just as Antoinette walked into the restaurant. She smiled at me again which made me melt as she sat down next to me in the booth. We both felt a bit awkward together but after we had both finished our first glass of wine we started to relax and chat like old friends. Not wanting to instigate anything I eventually said “ I am really sorry it did not work out last night”
“His loss” she replied. “I even went out specially to buy a few things. I found your favourite nail varnish it looks great don’t you think?” as she displayed her bright red fingernails to me. “Oh” she said as she slipped off her high heel shoe and let it slip to the floor raising her foot to my lap. “There is just one thing missing which I thought was a bit slutty to wear to the office so would you put it on for me?”
In her outstretched hand was a thin gold ankle chain. She must have felt the bulge in my trousers as she presented her perfect painted red toes for me to see. I carefully placed the chain on her right ankle. Looking down at her foot she smiled and said, “ That’s much better I think it looks great. What do you think?”
“Wow” is all I could say as slipped her high heel back on her foot. “Also look here” as she raised her mini skirt to reveal the top of her stocking tops to me. “Wow” is all I could say again. Well at least she held her end of the bargain and wore everything I suggested but I could not help feeling highly aroused and very frustrated.
Eventually we finished the bottle and I realised much to my frustration that our time together was coming to an end. “Do you have any plans tonight?” she asked out of the blue.
“No….nothing” I said perhaps a little too quickly.
“Maybe we should go somewhere else?” she said, “I don’t want to start the rumour mill going at work if you and I get caught here together especially as everybody knows I am engaged.”
“You are right, you fancy going somewhere else outside of the city?” I suggested.
“Do you have any wine at your place?” she said playfully “Yes I do” I said as I felt my heart miss a beat.
“I don’t want to mislead you but I am only looking to talk? Is that ok with you?”
“Sure” I said a little disappointed.
“Great I am enjoying spending time with you. Let me drop my car off and I will get a taxi around to your house in the next half an hour or so” she said raising from the table giving me a peck on the cheek.
“Great I will see you there” I smiled.
“Ok and I am very curious to talk to you about your tying up suggestion in your email” she whispered into my ear as she left the table.
“Oh…sure …. Ok” I said trying to sound nonchalant.
In my car I raced home well over the speed limit in excitement. I really hope she does not change her mind was all I could think about as I pulled into my driveway. What she did not realise was I had a large locked suitcase under my bed which contained numerous sex toys, gags, rope, bondage tape, leather blindfolds and hoods. I had used a couple of the toys before on previous girlfriends who did it more to please me than actually enjoying being tied up. There was no way I could show her my private collection. What if she ran out horrified? I could never show my face at work again? I started to panic a little as I opened my front door. Was this a good idea?
I quickly straightened up my house and opened up a new bottle of wine and sat on the couch and waited. What seemed like an eternity there was eventually a knock on my door. I opened the door and there she was smiling on my doorstep. “Well are you going to let me in?” she said with a smile on her face.
“Of course….please take a seat and I will pour you a glass of wine” I said showing her into the lounge.
“Can I take a look around? I am sorry I am very nosy” she laughed.
“Go right ahead” I said still not believing she was actually in my house and dressed like that. Maybe it was the wine but I thought to myself I am not going to waste this opportunity.
We sat down on the couch together and I said “So what do you want to talk about?”
“Well” she said “I feel like I can trust you and to be honest I have always had a fantasy about being tied up”
“Like a damsel in distress?” I asked.
“Yes exactly but my fiancée does not really share my fantasy. I always have to instigate it and he has a couple of belts that he uses to tie me loosely to the bed but he does not really have any idea what I want.”
“Oh” I said.
“ I feel like I can talk to you about anything so was wondering what you thought about it? I remember you joked once that you had a set of handcuffs but I don’t think you were joking. Were you?”
“No” I said recalling the conversation in my mind. “I hope that whatever we talk about can stay between us I would hate it to get in the way at the office?” I asked.
“Of course lets be honest I would hate this to get back to my fiancée”
“ Of course” I said thinking about what an idiot this guy was. “Well the answer is yes I do enjoy bondage and have tied up previous girlfriends over the years but to be honest I don’t think any of them particularly enjoyed it and they did it mainly for me. It is very different if you both share the same fantasy”
“I agree” she said “ I am assuming you have more than a couple of belts?”
“Yes as a matter of fact I do” I said thinking about the locked case under my bed.
“Could you show me?” she asked.
“Well its very private. I like to tie and tease” I said.
“What do you mean?”
“Well” I thought to myself I am so far down the line I may as well keep going I suppose I could always get a new job. “I like to tie people up tightly so there is no chance of escape and using a vibrator or remote vibrating egg make them orgasm numerous times while still tied up.”
“Wow” she said and for the first time this evening I could see her blushing.
”You can imagine when they are finally released just how good the sex is?” I continued.
Antoinette went very quiet and I started to panic that maybe I had gone too far. She looked up at me “Can you get me another glass of wine?”
“Of course I will be right back”
In the kitchen I realised that the wine had probably made me say too much and I had better go back and apologise. “I am sorry if I have offended you” I said as I walked back into the lounge.
“No don’t be silly“ she said “I am just taken back its something I have been thinking about for ages. I am just having difficulty with my conscience right now. I probably should not be here!”
My heart sank. “Of course I understand”
“Please can you show me your toys? I am just so very curious” she said looking up at me.
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