Second Night

I heard a loud thud, then nothing else. A few seconds later, the main door slammed. There was complete silence afterwards and only the tick-tock of the clock hands was heard. I looked in Noki's direction but the screen was off and I knew that I wouldn't be getting any answers from him.

'Why do you care so much?' finally came the query after a few minutes.

'I don't,' I said, though I knew that was a lie. I had spent only a few hours in that woman's company and even though I didn't know her name, I had felt real fear for her, which was puzzling.

Noki only scoffed and the screen stopped flickering again. He was not very talkative today.

Just then, the main door was opened and the sound of footsteps were heard. It was frustrating having to go only by sound. Yet this was not the case earlier. Once, Esmie had tied my hands with pink handcuffs whose lock was so flimsy that I could just break it with a stretch of my hand. She had tied her glossy silk scarf around my eyes and the feel of the cool soft material over my eyes was oddly arousing.

She wasn't usually adventurous in bed, but she had made the effort, so I humored her. I couldn't use my eyes or hands to make sense of the world around me and it actually heightened all the other senses. My hearing became more acute and I could hear when she was moving over the bed. I heard her unzip her office skirt, the rasping sound making the hairs on my forearms stand.

I heard the moment her blouse slid from her shoulders and fell on the floor. The snap of the elastic band of her underwear threw me into a frenzy as I imagined her naked. I had seen her naked body many times, but now coupled with my imagination and my sensitive skin, the desire to touch her became even stronger. My hands were bound by more than the wish not to deceive her by breaking the cuffs, than by the actual cuffs. But I wouldn't be able to resist for long.

The sound of her breath which was becoming more and more labored as she rubbed her body against mine mirrored my own. The delight when she undressed me and touched me with her delicate hands was unparalleled and I could feel myself hardening. I did feel vulnerable for some time as I couldn't see her like she was looking at me, but all of this was brushed aside when she cupped my balls and lapped them with little licks. She then blew on them, making me squirm and pant.

She took me in her mouth and the warm wetness of her mouth and her agile little tongue drove me crazy. I tried to reach for her but she moved away from my hands and continued peppering my skin with open mouthed kisses. Her laughter, as she managed to elicit moans from me, added to the mounting desire.

Then I had heard the sound of tearing plastic and I felt her hands covering my shaft with a condom, before she straddled me with her legs. Gently, she guided me into her body and I was enveloped by her tightness. Her little whimpers as I started moving, guided me and I knew what pace she preferred. My harsh breaths and her moans quickly built up the pressure and the scream she had when she reached her orgasm sent me tumbling down my own peak. I had never known that sounds could be so arousing, I remembered thinking, as we both lay spent on the bed.

I was suddenly brought back to the current situation when the bedroom door opened and in came the woman. I still couldn't see her face, but I could recognize her through the way she held herself and her body. I could see no bruise on her body and her clothes were not messed at all. She was unscathed, but I was sure I had heard the sound of a body falling to the ground. I felt relieved, but still worried as the wound could be on her face.

As I continued looking at her, her right cheek started coming into focus and I saw a cute dimple appearing. She must be smiling, I thought, so that must mean that she was fine. As she picked up Noki and left, I was taken in by surprise as I realized that I had seen a body part that was previously blurred. What did that mean?