Baron felt movement in the bed. He knew his wife was scheduled to come home in the middle of the night from her shift at the hospital. She crawled up his body and put a blindfold on him before he even got the chance to open his eyes.
"Baby?" He smirked. "Mmm, I like this."
He lifted his hands to touch her but she pushed them back down on the bed. She tied his wrists to the bedposts with what felt like scarfs. He licked his lips and felt how his dick instantly came to life. Normally he would take the dominating role in a roleplay like this but he welcomed this change.
"What has gotten into you?" He chuckled. "Please, continue."
Her hands slid down his chest and stomach. She pulled his briefs off and slowly started stroking his dick.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. "I'm yours. Do to me whatever you want."
She moved up to straddle him. Her tight, warm walls surrounded him as she slid down on his dick. He let out one loud moan after the other as she started riding him. She was good in bed but this time it felt better than ever. Like he was with someone new who knew exactly how to please him right.
"Fuck!" He panted. "I'm not gonna last long. Untie me. Let me put you on your back and fuck you into oblivion."
He needed control if he should be able to last. She didn't untie him. She didn't even answer. Instead she scratched her nails down his chest to intensify his pleasure.
"Baby, please!" He begged. "I'm so fucking close."
She rode him harder and started shaking at the same time as he let go. His own moans drowned out hers. Her nails let go of his skin and instead her palms rested on his chest. She leaned down as if she was gonna kiss him but stopped inches from his face.
"Baby?" He asked.
She climbed off him. She released the restraint on his right wrist. He waited a few seconds but she didn't go for his left wrist. The room had gotten oddly quiet. He reached up and removed the blindfold. From what he could see in the darkness, he was alone.
"Baby? Where did you go?" He called.
He released his left wrist on his own. His phone started ringing. He reached for it and saw his wife's name on the display. He smirked as he answered.
"What's this? Another game? Do you wanna play hide and seek?" He asked.
"Are you out drinking with Corey again?" She asked.
"What? No, you know I'm here. I just thought..." He started.
"I don't have time," she cut him off. "We've been super busy all night and it's not dying down. There was a bus accident with a lot of people injured so they need all hands all night. I'm not gonna get home for at least five more hours."
He sat up with wide eyes. He looked around in the darkness but of course he was alone.
"But if you're there, who was..." He mumbled.
"I gotta run. I love you," she said.
"I love you too," he said.
The line went dead and he slowly lowered his hand while he still looked out in the darkness. Someone had been in the bedroom with him and it hadn't been his wife. Someone had taken his body against his will despite him not putting up any fight. He hadn't known. It suddenly made sense why it all seemed so different and not like his wife at all.
"Who the fuck are you?" He yelled.
He jumped up from the bed and started running from room to room to see if he could spot anyone.
"Tell me who the fuck you are!" He yelled.
He didn't get any answer back. He kept searching until he reached the bathroom. The window was open. He had forgotten to close it after airing out after his shower that evening. He pushed it further open and looked outside. He couldn't see anyone but he knew someone had been there. Someone had found a way in and used his body for her pleasure. Something he would never tell a living soul about.