Bedknobs and Blindfolds

Why, some of those things were positively… positively…



Exciting is what they were, realized Evelyn. Exciting and erotic. She often thought about those things on Sunday morning while Richard was in the shower. The card seemed to call out to her. Evelyn retrieved it and read the note again. This time, the feeling was of wondering, and, yes, excitement. That evening Evelyn told Richard she was going out that Saturday night with some of her friends and would spend the night with one of them if she wasn’t in shape to drive home.



When she asked the desk clerk if he had a key for Evelyn, he smiled and handed her an envelope with 524 written on the front. Evelyn’s knees were shaking when she opened the door, and she quickly closed it behind her and sat on the bed. After a few minutes she went to the bathroom to check her makeup. Taped to the mirror was an envelope with her name inscribed in the same handwriting as the note.



"I want to make this special for you. In the drawer of the nightstand you will find clothing and a blindfold. Please change into the clothing, put on the blindfold and lie on the bed. If you change your mind, you may leave at any time. I will join you when the time is right."



There it was again, "when the time is right." What did that mean?



Evelyn pulled open the nightstand drawer and found a black net bra with the hook in front and tiny black thong panties with tie strings over each hip. This was getting ridiculous. Well, maybe he thought she would be pretty in these. Evelyn was soon standing in front of the dressing mirror examining herself in the lacy lingerie. Not bad for someone her age, she thought. She ran her fingers over her breasts and felt her nipples harden at the soft caress. Another light touch brought the familiar tightening in her belly and she slipped one hand down over the fringe of hair that peeked out from under the thong. Just a slight touch lower and Evelyn felt her body respond again. She walked to the bed, pulled back the blanket and sheet and stretched out.



The blindfold, she had forgotten about the blindfold. Evelyn lifted it from the drawer. It was black velvet with elastic in the band. She slipped it on and stretched out on the bed again.



It was a strange feeling to be alone and unable to see anything, and the suspense was driving her mad. When would he come? Would he come at all? More importantly, who was he?



Time seemed to have stopped as Evelyn thought of what might happen. She was thinking of what Sandra had told her of "kinky" sex, and it was nearly a reflex action that caused her to slip her hand down to cup her mound. Her fingers fluttered and the old familiar sensations raced into her belly. Evelyn became so absorbed she almost missed the quiet click of the door opening. She was instantly terrified and started to get up.



"Please don’t go and please don’t take off the blindfold. I won’t hurt you, and you’ll understand the reason for the blindfold later."



Evelyn was shaking. She wanted to leave, but was afraid to do so. She heard the rustle of the man removing his clothing, and then the movement of the mattress as he sat down beside her.

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