To set the scene i live in a suburban street by myself, a 32 yr old blonde spinster. I'd describe myself as attractive with an athletic figure, blonde shoulder length hair and blue eyes.
I'd had various girlfriends over the last few years but none of lie to stick with unfortunately. I knew i was a lesbian from about 16 years of age before that type of thing was widely accepted.
The house next door had been empty for some time but one august morning a removal truck puked up outside followed by a small sports car. A young couple were moving in, both in mid twenties. I saw him first, arond 5ft 6 with slick back hair and phone glued to his hand. I went out to introduce myself and welcome them to the area.
"Hi there" i called out but he barely looked at me before nodding briefly and strutting straight past my extended hand.
Very ignorant i said to myself but this vision of beauty emerged from the small car. Hands full she politely smiled and apologised for her rude boyfriend.
"I'm sorry he always got that thing glued to his ear, i feel like throwing it in the trash sometimes ".
"Him or the phone" I quickly replied.
We both laughed as i introduced myself. "Looks like we're neighbours so if you need anything just shout ".
I was stunned by her gorgeous smile and couldn't wait to get to know Lisa better, i just wish she was single.
Lisa and i hit it off right away, i work from as a business analyst. Although fairly boring and mundane i was highly sort after and well paid. We would frequently be in each other's home for coffee and in some cases her confidant or shoulder to cry on.
In short her boyfriend Stu was a selfish self centered pig who only cared about himself.
So many times i looked into those mesmerising eyes and wished i could kiss the pain away. A few times when cuddling i would inhale her scent from her hair.
Slowly over time she admitted her just used her for his cheap thrills then discarded her like trash. He was into bondage and always pushing her into stranger things.
One passing day she commented he'd brought in some huge black industrial strength yeah bags, so tough she struggled to put her dainty finger nail through.
"He wants me to bind him up inside one then leave him for a few hours. What do you think? I'm not sure i can do it. "
I was certainly quite shocked but also hatched a plan at the same time, "well there's no real harm i suppose, not really hurting anyone is it?"
Lisa looked quite suprised by my honest answer as she knew i didn't like Stu at all.
I left shortly after as i played through different scenarios in my head.
I played it quite cool until she knocked one afternoon, she came in and looked quite happy for a change.
"What's perked you up? " i asked
"Well remember those trashbags? Yesterday i bound Stu with thick wide duct tape at the ankle's and knees, his wrists behind his back then used 1 bag to gag him tightly and rolled him into another two.
"I had a blissfulevening watching my soaps as he struggled and rustled around the kitchen floor. I even used my new vibrator to several shuddering orgasms. "
"Trouble is he wants to go further next time"
