Paula arrived home from shopping to find the house empty. It was a nice break from her normal days with two kids and her husband, John, waiting for her. Married for 15 years, Paula enjoyed a pretty routine life with her husband, kids, and school. She frequently thought about talking with John about doing something spontaneous, something exciting. But Paula never found the courage. She and John had been married for fifteen years.

Paula was a virgin, and although John was patient with her sexually, their sex was as routine as the rest of their lives. John attempted to spice things up and sometimes asked Paula to dress sexy or to go braless, but Paula was self-conscious about her body. At five feet five inches tall and 120 pounds, at 35 years of age, Paula felt that the two children took a toll on her young body.

Although John disagreed, Paula felt her 34C breasts sagged and her tummy showed the results of being stretched to bear two children, and her ass was not as firm as when they married. Being self-conscious about this appearance prevented Paula from being adventurous outside the bedroom.

Even though Paula was a virgin when she and John met, she had progressed to making love doggy-style, which John seemed to enjoy. Paula also sucked John off occasionally, but even after 15 years, she still refused to swallow his semen.

It was a collection of all these thoughts that prompted Paula to go shopping that afternoon. Now in their bedroom, Paula took the red matching bra and bikini panties she had purchased and a sundress out and stripped out of her jeans and sweater. Paula looked in the mirror at her naked body.

She pushed her breasts upwards and rubbed her hand across her stomach and sighed, but was determined to try and be a bit sexier for John this weekend. Paula thought about shaving her privates bald; John also hinted he would like that, but she decided against it and walked over and slipped into the panties and bra.

Paula looked again in the mirror. The bra pushed her 34C breasts upward, making them look larger. Paula liked that and raised the sundress over her head and pulled it down. The dress fell just above her knees, and two thin straps held up the scoop neck. Paula frowned as she looked in the mirror and saw the tops of her breasts exposed.

“This will never do,” Paula thought and turned to find some shoes.

Les knocked twice and heard no one, so he entered the house to find John. Les was about 50 years old, and he and John were good friends, “drinking buddies” from the pub. John was to meet him at the house so the two could go out together. Les was a large man, over 6 feet and 200 pounds. Even though they had known each other for five years, Les never met John at the house before.

He hoped John’s wife, Paula, was home. When John would bring Paula to the pub, Les always drooled at the prospect of having his way with her. He even mentioned to John once that he thought Paula was a real looker. Les walked quietly through the house searching for John when he heard footprints upstairs.

Les walked quietly up the stairs and saw the bedroom door partially opened. He pushed it aside and saw Paula in the bright red sundress, bent at the waist, looking into the closet.

“Man, what an ass,” Les thought, and he decided he would have her right now.

Paula was looking for the right shoes in the closet when she felt as if someone was watching her. Paula quickly turned around to see the man standing in her bedroom door.

“What the hell are you doing in here, and who are you?” Paula screamed.

Les thought carefully and decided he had to have this woman.

“I am a friend of John’s, but he won’t be here for a while, so why do you and I have some fun?” Les replied.

“What are you saying? Get out of here!” Paula yelled at the man. She was frightened now. The man was huge and could easily overpower her. Paula tried to put on her best stern face as she ordered Les to leave.

“I don’t think so, you look fine in that red dress,” Les commented and pushed the bedroom door closed and started walking toward Paula.

Paula continued to yell at the man to get out of her house. She threatened that John would be home soon, but the large man continued to come toward her. When Paula realized he was not going to stop, she tried to run past him.

Les reached out with his meaty hands and grabbed a handful of Paula’s long, shoulder-length, blonde hair and jerked her into his arms. Paula started to scream, and Les clamped his large hand over her nose and mouth. Paula struggled and tried to break free, but Les was too strong for her. In addition, the way his hand was over her nose and mouth, Paula could not breathe. Finally, she stopped struggling.

“I’m not going to hurt you if you do as I say,” Les instructed. “I just want to sample that pretty ass of yours.”

With those words, Paula tensed as she felt fingers creeping up the inside of her thighs, pushing the hem of her sundress upward.

“Do you understand? Nod your head, and I will take my hand away,” Les ordered.

Paula looked down, and her sundress was pushed up to the top of her thigh, and Les’ hand was between her legs, just inches from her privates. Paula was terrified and nodded that she would cooperate. Les released his hand and spun Paula around onto the bed in a sitting position.

“What are you going to do?” Paula asked hesitantly.

“I’m not going to do anything, you’re going to do it, strip out of that dress and do it slowly or else,” Les ordered.