A postal woman takes notice of a naked man behind a fence. As she goes to deliver a book at his door, she realizes the man writes bondage porn. He opens the door and is surprisingly charming. She soon finds herself tied up by his patio as he determines to satisfy her like no other man has before.

Mellissa wondered how she got herself into such a situation. Tied up naked on a strange man’s patio next to the pool waiting for him to have his way with her – unable to move but not wanting to. And to top it all off she was supposed to be working.

It was Melissa King’s first day on her new postal route. She got the job doing mail delivery to make some extra money part-time while she built her own online retail business. It was a hot day and she was in a nice area of town when she heard someone jumping into the water. Even the sound was refreshing. She knew how much money she was making and wondered how some people could afford such nice houses with big backyards and pools.

Two young boys were playing with a fuzzy yellow tennis ball when it bounced across the road and rolled onto the grass right next to one of the fences. Melissa put up a hand to tell the boys not to cross the road and walked to get the ball herself. As she leaned over she heard the sound of splashing again. She was so close to the privacy fence that she could see diagonally through the slats. What she saw surprised her. A very nicely-built man getting out of the pool, totally naked. He was in his 40s, fit and distinguished looking – like a lawyer or executive. As he walked towards a table on the patio Melissa got a long look at his muscular ass.

There was a shout from across the road and she remembered the ball. She smiled, threw it back at the boys, and tried to focus again on her route. But the man and his sexy ass were impossible to get out of her mind. She was definitely turned on.

She quickly realized that her next delivery was at the house she had just peeked at. Her heart pounded as she reached into her bag right in front of the door. Normally she didn’t notice what people got which types of mail, but this time she was curious. There were two envelopes that seemed to contain corporate cheques, a letter from a law firm, and a package from a publishing company. The package hadn’t been sealed properly and the top was open. She peaked inside.

It was a book. As she slipped the covering down and adjusted the parcel in her hands she saw the cover It was the image of a woman tied up, blindfolded, and naked with the shadow of a man behind her. She realized it was some sort of porn. A quick flip to the back revealed the author’s photo. It was the man in the pool!

Suddenly the door jerked open and the very same man stood there naked with a towel wrapped around his waist. Realizing she’d been caught snooping Melissa jumped, dropping both the book and overturning the remaining contents of her mailbag. Thankfully, she was at the end of her route and there wasn’t much in it.

The man stooped down to help her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said.

She was still embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. She looked up for a moment and saw that the towel had opened up as the man bent over to grab what had fallen. He was oblivious, but she was not. There it was waving right in her face. She was already as turned on as she could be on this tiring afternoon. This didn’t help.

“It’s been a long, hot day,” she said finally, as an excuse for her clumsiness. “I’m sorry about this. She handed him the letters and looked at the book in her hand. It was now totally out of its package, obscene cover and all.

“I guess they didn’t seal the flap properly,” she explained.

The man smiled as he took it, looked at the cover, and said “How embarrassing.” However, he didn’t look embarrassed. He seemed totally in control. His voice and manner were kind.

“You really look like you could use a cold drink. Why don’t you come in for a second, cool off, and get your bearings?”

Melissa was about to say ‘no’ out of pure reflex. She’d never gone into a house on her route before. But as she looked at one of the small tables near the door she saw a photo of the man with two university-aged women who looked like his daughters. Their smiles were authentic and natural. There was something about the image that made her feel the man was safe.

“Well, um, thank you,” she replied. “I don’t want to inconvenience you or give you the wrong idea. I –”

“Enough..” he said smiling. “No need for excuses. Come on in. This is a casual place – everyone’s welcome.”

The house was cool and pleasant but not frigid. The man, whose name was Randy, slipped on a robe that hung on a hook by the door. This made Mellissa a little more comfortable although she did enjoy looking at his body. For the next few minutes, they chatted over a lemonade. She found out he was divorced, and his daughters were out of town at school. He had inherited a sporting goods store that Melissa knew well. He surmised he had grown up with money and was now bored which led to him needing a hobby. He had chosen writing erotica.

He spoke to Melissa in a friendly and comfortable way that seemed like he’d been friends with her for years. As she listened she instinctively mopped the remaining sweat off of her brow.

“You’re still a bit of a mess aren’t you?” he observed. There was no negativity or judgment in his voice, merely concern. “You could do with a dip in the pool. Follow me.”

He reached over to help her up out of the chair. She instinctively took his hand but didn’t know why. As they walked to the back of the house, she was about to protest that she had no bathing suit, but before she could say anything, he eyed her body up and down and guessed her swimsuit size correctly. She was both embarrassed and impressed,

“Dealing in sporting goods you learn these things. I get sent tons of samples, including women’s bathing suits. I have a few nice ones that will suit you. I can even give you a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to go home in so you don’t have to put on that sweaty uniform again… and don’t even think to thank me. I’m glad to be able to give them to someone.”

He took her to a small room in the back near the pool. In it, there was a shower, a bench, and several hooks, it was obviously a changing room.

“Shower up and I’ll get you your clothes for you.” He seemed to like telling her what to do.

She locked the door of the changing room behind him. For a moment, Melissa couldn’t believe she was even in this situation, but what else could she do? Randy was a kind and friendly man and she didn’t really want to leave. He was also incredibly attractive, but she tried putting that out of her mind. She took off her sweaty uniform and made her way to the shower. She moved by a mirror but didn’t want to look and be reminded that she was stark naked in a strange man’s house.

The water was hot, so she turned it down a bit to cool off. The pressure was wonderful against her back, and when she turned, the pulses just happened to hit her between her legs, she widened them for a moment to enjoy the sensation. She had tried to keep from letting her urges get the best of her, but for a moment she reveled in them. She decided to soap her womanhood down as an excuse to play with herself. She continued even when the soap had long been rinsed off.

Her eyes were closed as she faced the shower head. The door was to her back.

Suddenly she heard a voice, “I always thought a mail route was good for a body. You’ve got a wonderful ass.”

For the second time today, Melissa jumped with surprise, this time her breasts bounced considerably before she wrapped her arms around them. Randy obviously liked what he saw. He was totally naked as he placed her orange swimsuit, t-shit, and shorts onto the bench.

“Let me dry you off,” he said picking up a towel.

Melissa was stunned. All she could say was “What the hell? Have you ever heard of privacy?!”

Randy smirked. Her anger hadn’t phased him a bit. He was still relaxed and non-confrontational. “Privacy hunh? I guess you still haven’t figured out I have motion sensors and security cameras outside my home. I noticed you staring at me naked through the fence, and I also saw you open my mail and take my book out.”

Melissa’s eyes betrayed her guilt. Both those things could get her fired if he made a complaint.

“Don’t worry Melissa,” he said dismissively. “I have no desire to tell on you. I just figured since you got a good look at me, I’d do the same. I’m glad I did.”

He moved towards her, the smile still on his lips. He stood right in front of her, only an inch away from her face, staring into her eyes, seemingly waiting for a signal. Instinctively she felt her lips purse slightly and move almost imperceptively toward his. This was all he needed, He embraced her sensually as she rubbed her hands against his chest and his ass. His kiss was as sweet. He smelled spicy but clean like every man in her dreams.

Time stood still as his lips skilfully caressed hers. He broke contact to look into her eyes and saw the effects of the day on her.

“I can tell you’re still fatigued. You deserve refreshment and pleasure. Let me take care of everything. You won’t need to think, or even move.”

He grabbed the belt of his robe and took her hand as he led her to a covered part of the patio. Despite the shade, it was still quite hot, but the air felt much nicer now that she was naked.

“Simply follow my commands and you’ll have a good afternoon,” said the man. He positioned her in front of a comfy outdoor couch. When sitting, it would face away from the pool, but Melissa stood in front of it, the water glimmering in the sunlight in front of her.

“Put your wrists behind your back,” said the man. She did so. He tied the soft cloth belt around her wrists and had her kneel on the couch facing the pool. There was something very sensual and decadent about the material. A number of similar robes hung near the couch. Randy, or his daughters, regularly entertained. He took the belt off of one of the robes and told Melissa to kneel on the couch with her feet together. He tied this one around her ankles. It was hard for her to balance so she leaned her stomach against the back of the couch, her breasts hanging down over the back.

What was she doing? After all, she’d never considered herself one of THOSE types of women, but on the other hand, she’d never expected to go through the circumstances of the past hour. Who could know that one thing could effortlessly lead to another and that a good deed to retrieve a child’s ball would end up being rewarded in such an unforeseen way? She thought about the cover of Randy’s book and realized she was tied up exactly the same way as the woman was. It was like living out a porn fantasy.

“The water is bright,” she exclaimed not knowing what to say.

She heard a smack as he spanked her ass, “You’re not supposed to be thinking!” said Randy. She felt something being wrapped around her head. It was a belt from yet another robe, in the same soft material.

Finally, a third belt, this time around her mouth. A gag to keep her from speaking!

“There you go. Now you can’t distract yourself anymore. Just concentrate on the feeling and relax.”

It was hard for her not to be nervous now, but for a moment she did what she was told. She began to enjoy the feeling of the warm air on her skin and noticed her physical arousal which was beginning to pool around the inside of her lips.

Unable to see what was going on, or even protest, she honed in on Randy’s words as he spoke.

“I told you this was going to be refreshing,” he said, She heard a sloshing sound behind her and as soon as a cold wetness pressed against her inner thighs she realized it must have been an ice bucket.

Her eyes widened and her nipples hardened as the cube slid its way across her pubic mound. She instinctively yelped as she was startled by the coldness. Then she felt her ass sting once again with his spank.

“It’s not so bad, I can tell you love it. You have no idea how hot you look, Melissa. And you have no idea how turned on I am by you. The moment I went inside the house and saw you on the monitor, I wanted you. I watched the look on your face as you stared at the cover of my book, and now you ARE the cover of my book, being teased and pleased the same way as the woman in the novel.”

Melissa still couldn’t see so she listened for clues as to what was going on. It sounded like the clink of a cup on a saucer, then she felt him kneel down behind her. His tongue suddenly caressed her pussy. It was hot. He must have had coffee or hot water in that cup. As he swirled his tongue around her folds and teased her clit, her desire turned from horny to desperate to get off. She immediately started pumping against his face as she continued to kneel on the couch – wrists and ankles tied together behind her back.

Randy let her moisten his face with her juices before he pulled away to speak. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and kept moving them in all the right places

“That’s right babe, lean into it. Don’t worry about anything but that orgasm. It’s what you want and need. I’m the same way. I don’t judge. I want you to cum for me in a way you’ll never forget. An explosion of desire in the middle of an ordinary day. A reminder that men desire you and that fantasies happen at any time

She felt his hands grip the outsides of her hips. She knew what was coming, but the knowledge did NOT detract from the enjoyment of feeling his sizeable cock slip into her. Slowly, but firmly. She felt her legs buckle slightly, then regain their strength. Her submissive position and the fact she couldn’t see or speak made everything heightened. It was driving her crazy. Although part of her wanted to savor the experience, she was dying to get off. She quickly began rotating her hips and Randy, taking his cue, began thrusting into her harder and harder.

Melissa certainly wasn’t new to sex and knew her body fairly well, but she’d never been fucked like this before. With total control and also total abandon. The way his pelvis slammed into her ass cheeks without holding back. He was right about the postal route though, the constant walking, along with her natural curves made her cheeks able to take any pounding he could give her. She had been wanting this challenge and now it was here. She’d be sore tomorrow, but she’d also know she’d been able to take this wild violence to her backside like no other woman.

As if on cue, she heard Randy’s voice

Oh my GOD! Mellissa, you feel amazing. Take my pounding girl.” He grabbed the soft belt that was wrapped around her mouth and pulled back on it. He was treating her like some wild ride and between that and the intensity of his rhythm, she was coaxing her monster orgasm to life.

“Yes, YES… Keep going Melissa, bring it out. I want you to cum like you’ve never cum before. Yeah, I’m staying with you, all the way. I can feel how horny you are. My rock-hard cock is so getting off on you. I love the feeling of your ass and legs as hammer myself into you.

As Melissa got to the edge she remembered the security cameras. No doubt with all this furious fucking the motion sensors all pointed at her. How many angles were about to capture her orgasm, her bouncing tits, Randy’s strong legs pounding against her ass, and the look of total erotic abandon on her face, as he rode her into ecstasy. Thank God for the mask.

She felt the build-up to her scream muted by the mask which sent the vibrations of her vocal cords back into her throat. This made the feeling even more intense like her own voice was sexually violating her in the most intimate of ways. Even with the gag, she heard her orgasmic shout ring in her ears. It was a quiet suburb, but she couldn’t hold back. Randy didn’t hold back either. As she let loose, he paused his rhythm just a second and then slammed into her balls deep to release his seed as he yelled too.

She could feel the pulse from his balls still pumping as she grew limp over the couch. After some last slow sensual movements, she felt Randy slide out as he untied her wrists and legs. She was drenched in sweat and so was he.

Standing up, he undid the belts from her eyes and mouth and instantly was enveloped by a sensual kiss. Lost in this she barely felt Randy pick her up. Suddenly they were both in the air and a crash of water filled her ears. As they bobbed up from the pool, she saw his face smiling at her. They were both breathing heavily.

In the brief time she’d known him, she’d never known Randy lost for words, but now he just stared at her and smiled. The exhaustion of that massive shared orgasm had made conversation not just difficult but totally irrelevant.