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     Waking up one morning, you decide to check the mail since no one else is up yet. Opening the mailbox you find an envelope inside addressed to you, but it has no return address. Ripping the paper open, inside you find a letter with a list of things to do on it and there’s no name mentioned to give you a clue as to who it came from. There’s money also provided in the envelope for you to get the things on the list.

     Curious to where this may lead, you go to the first place on the list. At Piggly Wiggly grocery store you pick up some fresh strawberries and some chocolate syrup. Crossing it off the list, you head for the next place.

     At the adult bookstore in Clarksville, you pick up some red fuzzy handcuffs and a silk black tie. Thinking that this better not be a prank, you again pay for the items stated on the list and mark them off.

     Down at Bell’s, you pick up the flowers that were already under your name, and pay the lady for them. Crossed it off and that was all that was on the list. Now you’re wondering whether to go home of not, cuz if your wife sees the red handcuffs she’ll be wondering what the hell is going on and who with, and you still have no idea how to answer those questions yourself.

     Leaving the florist, going back to your car a man stops you and asks, “Sir, are you Nick Stamos?” You tell him yes and begin to ask him why, he responds, “I can’t answer your questions, I was told that you’d probably ask some and I was to tell you nothing except that you are to go to Deerfield Inn and check in under the name John Doe and you’ll be escorted to your room. You are instructed to wait outside, holding the flowers and the bags with everything else in them, and be wearing the tie over your eyes.”

     Really beginning to think this might be a prank now, you’re skeptical about going to the hotel. But you decide to go anyways, “what would it hurt?” Arriving to the hotel you go up to the front desk and are asked for your name, telling the man it was “John Doe” he gets a woman to escort you to your room, saying it’s already been paid for in advance. Once you get to your room the woman leaves, and you pull the tie out of the bag and tie it around your head covering your eyes completely.

     You knock on the door. The door opens and you’re led into the room. Whoever led you in says nothing but takes the bags. Hearing the other person go through the stuff, knowing something’s gonna happen, you feel kinda scared but kinda excited. You feel someone start pulling your shirt carefully over your head, never moving the tie from over your eyes and you wonder what’s going on now. Finally the person speaks; it’s a woman’s voice, light and mysterious.

     You are instructed to strip out of your clothes and lay down on the bed. You do so, feeling kinda shy being completely exposed but really liking it. Feeling a slight pressure beside you on the bed, you realize that she’s beside you, she grabs your arms and raising them above your head you feel the fuzzy handcuffs on your wrists and hear the clicks as they snap closed holding you prisoner on the bed.

     You feel the mattress rise back up as she moves off of it again. Hearing the swishing of clothes rubbing skin, you know she is stripping down too, and then all of a sudden you feel something wet and liquidy pouring onto your stomach. You realize it must be the chocolate syrup. She gets on the bed once again, lower down this time, and you feel something warm and wet, you imagine her licking your stomach, tasting the chocolate, and smearing it.

     Something else runs along your stomach, kinda rough in texture and you know it’s a strawberry. Feeling something drip on your lips, you taste chocolate and you open your mouth to taste more. Biting into the strawberry, you’ve never realized that something like this would ever happen to you, and you’re sure that you’re sticking up in the air hard as a rock.

     Feeling her silky legs slide up your body, her breasts press against your chest. Imagining your secret lover, picturing her body. You feel her hands, small and warm touch your dick and guide you into her pussy, it was warm, wet, and waiting for you. Slowly she starts moving back and forth, applying more pressure downwards with each thrust. Wishing you could see this woman, wanting to know who she was, you ask her to uncover your eyes.

     She replies, “No, they’ll be uncovered soon enough.” And leaves the tie in place. Never once breaking rhythm while speaking. Her voice seems kinda familiar somehow but you can’t picture who it came from. You really wanna know though. You ask her name and she responds with, “You know me from somewhere but my name is unknown.”

     Faster and faster she moves, you feel her bouncing on you, and she leans down to kiss you and you taste chocolate and strawberries on her lips. Still curious about her, but not worrying about it too much, you lay there and enjoy it. Having sex with a stranger who you’ve met before apparently but still don’t know.

     Feeling her breasts against you, you want to feel them and are held back by the handcuffs. Feeling it all build up inside, you know you’re about to cum but you want this to go on, never to end. It’s so amazing, so erotic. You don’t know who this woman is, but you know you want to be with her forever.

      Feeling her pussy get tighter, she’s cumming too. Hearing her little moans of pleasure and adding some noises yourself, you begin squirting cum deep inside and hope she doesn’t mind that you didn’t get condoms. Well they weren’t on the list and you had no idea anything like this was gonna happen.

     Finally finished cumming you wait for her to take your blind-fold off, you’re wanting to see the woman who could do this to you. But she doesn’t remove the blindfold. She covers you up with a blanket and you hear the distinct click of handcuffs being unlocking but not removed. Before you could manage to get them off though you also hear the door open and close.

     She had come and gone without a name.