I don't expect them before late afternoon." "My parents, a few hours, probably after lunch. "Yes," I answered simply, as I didn't expect her move at all. "It's good to be with you again," she said softly. Just as I put back the last plates into the cupboard, Mandy hugged me from behind, pressing her body against my back. And this is where real story begins, the story of how I got into my current predicament. Mandy and I stayed behind to clean up the dishes. My parents went shopping, my sisters left to see some friends – I assumed they would go shopping as well, after all that's what girls do best. They were probably hoping we were finally getting together for real, as for at least a year now I didn't have a steady girlfriend, while one of my younger sisters was married already.Īfter breakfast, the rest of the family had to go out. So soon after the first surprise they started to hear her out, like parents do when their son brings home a new girlfriend, even they knew her already from back then. I'm old enough to bring home an old flame, and my parents often enough thought Mandy and I were a couple when we were still studying. A few curious looks as Mandy's presence, but other than that no questions asked.
The next morning we woke up by the noise in the house, and got up to join the rest of the family for breakfast. It was really nice to feel her soft naked body, so close to me in my single bed. Quietly we went in and up to my bedroom, where we had fast and furious sex before falling asleep. The home was dark, everybody was sleeping already by the time we arrived. This year she finally had the chance catch up with us all.Īt the end of the evening she went home with me. Indeed she had been working overseas for a few years, but over the time had kept sporadic contact with some of her girlfriends from town. Tonight we were instantly drawn together, catching up on our life events. This set us up as study mates, and those shared study sessions sometimes turned into hot overnight encounters. We first met while in university, where we happened to take a few obscure electives together. I always liked her voluptuous, round body, fiery red hair and piercing green eyes. Never a couple, but we did spend quite a few nights together. We used to be pretty close friends, Mandy and I. I hadn't seen here for several years prior, others told me she had moved overseas or so but no-one was really clear about it. To my surprise, my old friend Mandy was there again this year. Some of my friends are already married and have kids at home so they had to leave early, leaving less than half the group by the time the pub closed. Last night we were a group of about twenty, drinking together and sharing stories of times long gone. Some still live in town but others like me have moved away, so we don't see each other much any more. Last night I went to catch up with a bunch of old friends. So how did I end up in my current predicament? That is quite a story. For some things, family is just the best. It is always nice to have the family together again, to have a proper argument with my sisters, and to share a nice meal together. My yearly visit to my parents to celebrate the holidays started off very well. I have to hurry undoing my ties and make myself decent very soon. I know I have to get myself untied soon as it is only a matter of time before one of them will come in my room to wake me up, after all it must be well into the afternoon by now. Friends of my sisters maybe? I don't know, I don't know those voices. One male, one female voice I can make out. I listen to the voices out of my bedroom, the voices of my parents and twin sisters, and it seems at least two other people are there as well. My hands freed, I rub my wrists and stretch my arms before continuing removing my blind and gag, made with her panties, now soaked with my saliva. I'm glad it's just a single bed, or it could have been rather uncomfortable, especially as I've been sitting like this for the better part of the day already. I am naked, my hands tied behind my back, my feet tied to the sides of the bed forcing me to sit spread eagled. Carefully I undo the ties that hold me down, making steady progress. So here I sit, on my bed, seriously contemplating what to do.
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