Julia · Bound · Part 1

Julia · Bound · Part 1 (1/3)
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Julia Banbury sighed as she saw another of her boyfriends’ mates arriving for the big games tonight. The guy getting out and like the others heading straight for the trunk to get more crates of beer. If the men actually got through all this over the weekend then the local hospital would need some serious help with cases of liver disease.

Jerry Makin, her boyfriend came up from the big barn where he’d been working on a harvester and gave his buddy the usual bear hug. Julia winced as the two laughed and joked, wondering if she was the usual subject of their mirth. Of course being an ex-pat Brit living here in the States did not precluded the girl from being seen as anything else than the usual ‘HPOA’ or ‘Hot Piece Of Ass’, like some of her colleagues were called by their men folk. Thankfully the dozen or so workers employed by her boyfriend saw her as the boss’ partner and to be respected. And hot she certainly was according to all who knew the dairy farmer and his lawyer girlfriend. 5’7” in bare feet and a dead ringer for Katy Perry, a singer who was also involved ‘With a Limey’.

Tonight was the American Football semi-final play-offs and Jerry had invited his closest buddies round for ‘A little party’ Everyone assuming that being Sunday Julia would be ‘on duty’ to serve them any drinks, nibbles and generally act as their hostess while they spent the best part of eight hours watching the two games. To see who would be going to the Superbowl in January next year. Jerry of course hoping it to be the Dallas Cowboys, his childhood team before he’d moved out here to Phoenix.

Somehow Julia had managed to bluff her way to getting tickets to the Final for his birthday and he hoped to be supporting his team rather than being a neutral.

Trouble being that Miss Banbury was ‘on a promise’ tonight for her and Jerry to attend a party here in town and hadn’t yet got round to telling him he was going to have to miss the second match and take her. The invitation had been her ‘plus 1’ and as Makin was that one he was going. Dallas were playing Chicago in the first game so surely he wouldn’t mind missing Cleveland Atlanta. His buddies could stay here while they went out. But how was she going to break the news? This dilemma eating her all day and they’d already had a little barney when she’d asked how many were coming tonight because of her own plans. Jerry had been a bit evasive, just saying ‘enough to keep you busy love’

Most people would think this sort of attitude ‘old fashioned’ and sexist, but Julia was here on slightly dodgy ground because of her work visa, or Green Card as they’re known. This had expired when she’d changed jobs and the new one was taking time to come. Only Jerry could vouch for her and that had stopped the Border Authorities from throwing her out of the country. But it meant she had to watch herself and put up with this.

Mind you the lovemaking was something else and worth the hassle, the lass getting a real ‘rodeo ride’ every time. He’d also started tying up her now and again at her request, the girl liking it as long as it wasn’t every time or for too long. They’d even bought a few chains and cuffs and things like that, but were still at the experimental stage. She spent a while looking on his computer about things like that, showing Jerry and getting him to act a few scenarios either in their bedroom or out on the farm when the others were off duty. They’d almost got caught one day when he’d tied her naked to a pillar in the barn, but that just heightened the thrill of it.

Another pick-up truck arrived and she really groaned this time. Marvin, Jerry’s brother and the only guy who could bother her. Just the way he’d look at her ass when she walked past got the girl a little nervous. He was happily married to Charlene, a good friend of Julia’s but that never stopped him ‘checking her’ any time he was here.

“Hi Jules,” he grinned coming into the kitchen for a peck on the cheek. Not that she wanted to but could not be seen to be rude to Jerry’s older sibling. She hated being called that too, and gently dug him in the ribs, “Julia, please Marvin. One day you’ll learn,” she smiled, trying to ease the tension. “Oh, guess I forgot… again” he replied, turning to receive the usual punch on the shoulder from his brother who’d just arrived. “Yo bro how’s trade in town?” Jerry asked and promptly ignored the answer and headed off to the living room.

“No Charlie with you?” she asked, hoping that if Charlene had come they might have something to talk about while the guys watched their matches. “Nah, bit tied up at the moment” he said and Julia tried not to flush. Marvin’s wife was well aware of what they got up to but as far as Julia knew didn’t want to try it herself.

The last of the guys rolled in and at least this one Julia didn’t mind. Trevor Paulson, Jerry’s oldest friend and though he could be mistaken for a wrestler he normally wouldn’t hurt a mouse. His beer intake however was extraordinary but he never seemed to get pissed either. He also knew how to treat a lady and gave Miss Banbury a warm hug as he bid her good afternoon. “Hi Trev, just in time so here’s a beer. The rest of the guys are already here, go on through love” she replied, smiling at him as a glass was thrust forward. He vanished and the girl sighed as she prepared a round to take in.

Least nobody would complain about what she was wearing. Blue jeans and a dark long-sleeved blouse, but making sure it was hiding everything from view, black sneakers finishing off the effect the lass wanted. She knew Jerry could get a bit jealous about people staring at her.

Five sets of eyes watched her as she placed the tray down on the table, to murmurs of appreciation at not spilling a drop. The noise from the TV set well off the scale. “Who’s winning?” she asked, only to get a “Haven’t bloody started yet love” sort of reply from Jerry, sat in the middle of the massive sofa. She dithered for a moment then plopped down in the corner chair near her handbag, fetching out a Blackberry and checking to see if there were any new messages. “Modern technology eh Jerry, when you joinin’ the revolution buddy?” came the question followed by a few sniggers from the others.

The fact he was computer literate and knew perfectly well how to run his business both digitally and otherwise didn’t stop the Mickey taking. “Shut up guys or ‘Control Alt Delete’ friendship for all of you otherwise” he chuckled. Even Julia grinned at that, then realised she’d left the food in the kitchen, quickly returning with a massive tray of cholesterol busting crisps, muffins and suchlike.

“Good girl, just in time for the start” and all six stood for the playing of the ‘Star Spangled Banner’ America’s National anthem. By now Julia knew the words and sang it with gusto, getting a nod of approval from Jerry as they finished it, even Marvin seemed happy with her now and they settled back into their seats while the latest set of adverts flashed onto the screen.

One of them for a local bar/tavern in Phoenix that they’d frequented and they saw a couple of people in the place they knew, catcalling and so-on, though that was nothing when Marvin commented the attractive waitress ‘wasn’t as good as ours’. Making the others laugh, Julia grin wryly and even Jerry nodding. “Yep, ours sure looks a darn sight better”. Someone muttered something about being ‘well overdressed for the part’ but Makin ignored it.

The match got underway and within four minutes Dallas scored a touchdown to huge roars of approval from the guys, making Julia jump as she’d not been watching. Instead she was carrying on an e-mail chat with one of her girlfriends in town. That score meant five rapidly draining glasses and she ditched the Blackberry and hurried into the kitchen, coming back with more beer and a juice for herself.

At the first quarter break the adverts allowed Julia to clear the table and give it a wipe, remove the glasses and return with the third round. If they kept this rate of consumption up then nobody would be sober enough to remember the score, she thought with a grin. Mack’s Bar flashed up again to more comments and joviality and Jerry chuckled saying maybe he ought to get Julia a uniform or something like that. She smiled but said nothing, not wanting to drop some ironic British humour into the chatter.

During the second quarter Chicago made a break and levelled the score at 7-7. To much derision from the men. Though this meant the current round of drinks lasted all that period. Once the timing hooter sounded Julia got to her feet and began collecting the glasses, thinking she ought to put the oven on for the pizzas and stuff to be served at the end of the game. Jerry gave her ass a pat as she walked past and the lass blushed, which of course made the others chuckle just as the Mack Bar advert came on again. “You sure that ain’t Julia’s twin Jerry?” she heard as the door closed, guffawing from at least two of them making her sigh as she headed off.

Once out in the kitchen she wondered whether to give them a little treat. She had a pair of tight denim cut-offs and a skimpy t-shirt much like the Mack waitress. Though hers didn’t have the company logo on it but would be equally effective. “Worth a laugh” she grinned and hurried upstairs to change.

Back down in five minutes, a quick re-do of make-up and a brush of hair and she returned to the front room. Entering with the tray she saw four pair of eyes widen. Jerry, who’d just come back from the other restroom staring from the doorway then he grinned, realising what she’d done. “Way to go love!” he laughed, looking at Trevor and the others, watching his girl not quite flaunting but ‘maybe a gentle tease’ to their maleness. This time once the beers were served she got a hug and kiss from her man before the game restarted.

Dallas retook the lead straight away and soon Julia busy again, more beer then she began work on the other food, coming in just as the 3rd quarter finished with it still 14-7 to the Texans. Everyone headed off to the bathroom this time, Jerry coming into the kitchen to see how things were doing. “You lot gonna be sober for the other game?” she asked, still wondering how to tell Jerry what she wanted from him. “Dunno, not really bothered about it to be honest” he replied. “Long as the Cowboys make it, then you, chicken are gonna have a great time in the Skydome in January. And one day I’m gonna find out how you got them tickets too!”

She smiled at that, saying ‘No way buster’ digging him in the ribs and having a snog. “So if you’re not bothered, do you fancy going downtown…maybe to Cathy’s party? It starts at 7pm. You’d only miss the second half of the Atlanta game” he thought about it. “Hmmm, if it wasn’t for this lot here I’d say yeah. Look, maybe, we’ll see what happens after the 1st game, OK?” she shrugged in a resigned way knowing that probably meant no. He vanished after another rub and she followed with a tray of nibbles for them.

More adverts followed the chit-chat, one of them for a ladies fashion house, the model wearing a black thigh skimming dress leaving little to the imagination as she strutted along the sidewalk. Julia smiled, she had one of those herself and the lass watched many male eyes hungrily devouring the image, both those on the TV screen and here in the room before they faded away.

“Mack’s girl could try wearing that!” someone said to more general appreciation. Jerry looked over at his girl and saw her staring back at him. To her surprise he winked at her, Julia wondering… Then the game began the last quarter, Dallas scoring again within three minutes to Makin’s utter delight. “21-7 right ON! Goin’ to the BOWL. Jules start packin love. We’re goin!” he bellowed making everyone else laugh, Miss Banbury included as she went off for another tray.

Out in the kitchen Julia paused having got the drinks ready, then dashed upstairs smiling. This would surely top the lot if she came down in that, but it had to be done. Quickly she stripped off the shorts, changed into the frock and got herself sorted out, ‘smoky-eye’ make-up applied before coming back downstairs with the black shoes in her hands. No way was she attempting a staircase wearing heels like these. Once she stepped into them she tottered into the kitchen and collected the tray, this time taking a little longer as walking in these was bloody hard.

The collective clunk of five jawbones hitting the floor made Julia grin as she laid the tray on the table. Making sure she bent from the waist to give them a good look at her cleavage. “Tell Mack’s girl, she’s got NO chance honey!” she purred handing a glass to Jerry. The guy like his red-blooded mates, unable to take his eyes off the stunning figure here. She headed for her corner, tucking her feet to one side as you do when wearing high heels and a short dress while trying to sit demurely in a low-slung chair. Not wanting an errant flash of…

During the last quarter Julia watched the guys, trying to keep looking at the screen, but each, sneaking a peek as she sat there playing with her Blackberry. Even Jerry wasn’t immune to this. But they all cheered when the final hooter went off and Dallas had won. So back to work for Miss Banbury and she gave them an ass wiggle as she headed out the door. Jerry followed, smiling and once in the kitchen gave his girl the longest snog yet. “So I’m ready…are we going…” and at that moment the phone rang.

Jerry answered, then realising it was Cathy wanting her mate passed it over to the lass. Not good news it appeared, the do was off tonight, Miss Rennie’s mother had been taken ill so no party after all. “Shit, all dolled up and bugger all to show for it!” she said once the handset was replaced. Trying not to show his relief at not needing to duck out of the second game was hard for Makin but he managed it. Helping Julia with the meals then washing up while the others went outside for smokes. The lass glad that her man forbade everyone from puffing away inside.

Back in the front room they watched the preamble for game 2, though Julia sensed that nobody was that bothered about the result. Also the beer intake had dropped and when she offered another round only Trevor accepted and he said he’d fetch it after another smoke outside. More adverts, this time for cruises and stuff. Bikini and swimsuit clad beauties all over the place. Jerry staring at his partner, then to her shock he winked again. Surely he didn’t want her to… a wry grin followed and she left with the empty plates, wondering whether to… Just as Makin emerged with a tray she’d forgotten.

“You seriously expecting me…” she began and he grinned but shook his head. “Nah, I think Marvin might not approve. He cannot stop staring already. Heck knows what Charlene would say. Though you never know…” She smiled in reply then headed to the staircase, shedding the shoes, saying she needed the bathroom upstairs. Of course Jerry suspected she was up to something and waited a moment or two then silently followed her up. Waiting outside their bedroom door, watching as she emerged from the washroom after a rest stop then the lass grinning as she opened the drawers where he knew her bikinis’ were kept. He waited till she’d picked one out.

“Gotcha love” he said, peering round the doorframe as she tried to hide her shock at the fact she wasn’t alone. The clothing in her other hand behind her back and that knowing but guilty look. He laughed as she blushed redder than the carpet. “Don’t you dare…or I’ll…” he chuckled as she dropped the black bikini on the bed and pointedly reached round for the zip on her dress.

“Or what,” she pouted, smiling as he came over and took her wrists. “I’ll… I’ll tie you across the bed and leave you here for the match!” he retorted, then gave her a kiss as he let go, thanking her for not making a fuss at having to serve the others earlier. Actually she didn’t mind. This was one of the few times Jerry acted the ‘Joe Casual’ way for his mates. Much preferring a quiet life at home running the now very successful farm inherited from his old man.

“Hmmm, sounds tempting I think. One way to get out of waitressing” and with that Julia got a hand onto the tab… And found her being grabbed again round the midriff, pushed back and the pair fell onto the mattress laughing. Jerry quickly easing her up then clambering on top, not surprisingly Julia did not resist and after a hug and kiss held her arms aloft to the corners knowing what he wanted.

Makin reached under the pillows and pulled out the cords. Binding her wrists then grinning as he moved off, opening her legs then getting the rope that normally was well hidden under the bed and securing her ankles as well. “Not too tight?” and she tugged. They seemed fine and with the knots behind her wrists she couldn’t get her fingers back. Totally inescapable, and it sent tremors running through her. “No, they’re alright”

Julia shuddered, hoping that he’d screw her but was surprised when he grabbed a bundle of hankies from the bedside cabinet and she knew what was next. “Open up love,” and she obeyed, a mouthful of cloth being stuffed inside with another wrapped over her face to stop the lass spitting it out.

“If only Marvin and the others could see you now” he joked and saw her eyes widen. That would be too far and Jerry apologised, saying he needed to return downstairs or he’d be missed. Grabbing a thick bed sheet from the blanket box he covered her right up to the neck, gave Julia a kiss on the forehead, told her she only had another three hours to wait then tucked the top of the sheet behind the pillow covering her totally.

“Sweet dreams honey” he said then she heard then the door was closed, but not locked and that did concern her as he went downstairs. Though they had a bathroom next to the kitchen, it might not stop someone having a wander round up here. The idea of being found spread-eagled like this by his mates got her juices flowing and she wriggled. Of course with her arms up and legs apart it made the dress ride up and was barely covering her now. ‘Oh bloody hell’ she murmured and tried to get comfortable.

She was well into the dream when a clumping sound reached her, properly waking the lass and she prayed… but this was real. Heavy steps too so not Jerry and her heart sank as they came into the corridor. The master bedroom was the second door and she hoped he’d try the other one first as this was the spare bathroom for the guest rooms opposite. There was even a little sign on the door.

But no. Julia shuddered as the handle squeaked on their door and the steps came in. She tried not to breathe as the paces paused close by the bed head then not to scream as the top of the sheet was pulled back… because it was Marvin.

“What the bloody hell…” he murmured looking down at an amazing sight. His little brothers’ very sexy girlfriend bound and gagged on their bed.

Julia’s eyes went wide as she realised it wasn’t Jerry and she squealed frantically through the material as he reached in to free her. She shook her head in protest and it made him pause.

“Jerry do this to you missy?” he asked and Julia paused, and then nodded, trying not to flush as the rest of the sheet was pulled away.

He looked down over her body. Those fabulous curves now on view. That little dress showing every line and swell of her breasts. The girl froze as he sat on the edge and touched her hair, smoothing it over the pillow. Again he reached for the gag, to once more be stopped as she tugged on the bonds and shook her head.

“Oh, you wanna… you wanna stay like this, yes?” this time she really flushed and he saw this. Then she nodded to confirm the fact. A brief pause then he grinned and got up. “Well I never thought I’d see the day,” and headed for the door. Julia wishing he’d put the sheet back over her before… But he didn’t leave, looking outside before closing it instead then coming back and sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking down over her body again, seeing her eyes watching his hands.

Marvin smiled down, making the girl shake for a moment then those grey eyes widened as he reached over and placed two fingers on a certain little hillock a few inches below her chin. Gently beginning to rub the nipple between them, seeing her start to tremble. A little mew in protest was cut off as his other hand was held under her jaw. He leaned closer and she managed not to wince at the beer fumes “Shhh Julia, it’s all gonna be fine honey. Just enjoy a little treat” he muttered. The thing hardening under his touch, her face starting to glow even redder as he let go of her face and began working the other breast.

She was worried now. If she tried to resist then things might turn sour or worse than that. His left hand moved south from her breast, sliding down over her admirably flat stomach, tapping the Harley bikers buckle belt that cinched in her slim waist, thus amplifying her hips. “Good choice Julia, showing that fabulous figure off. My brothers’ a damn lucky man”

He’d probably be an annoyed one too see what Marvin’s doing now, she thought as her hips got a good stroking. Then she really froze as he shuffled down and one hand went onto her left leg. Gently easing over her silky smooth skin, thankfully going below the knee and checking her calf muscles for firmness like he did with cattle, as they got a squeezing. Ankle joint got a check over, though thankfully she was still wearing her heels so he didn’t bother with her feet. He grinned and looked up, seeing her eyes now closed, a soft moaning coming from behind her gag and didn’t it sound good so he increased the rate. Julia starting to move her butt in unison as he began working her emotions upward.

But it returned above the knee, coming close to where only Jerry was allowed and naturally she better protest at this. He looked up then grinned, shuffling up, placing one hand back over her jaw while the other fingers started rubbing her inner thigh. She twitched and wriggled at this as they went up and down. Just the tips barely touching her skin. “Easy girl, easy Julia,” he whispered again to calm her like he’d do with an errant horse. Trouble being that this was actually getting her very hot and bothered, seriously wet too and she prayed that he’d not smell how aroused she was getting.

Julia · Bound · Part 1 (1/3)
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