She'd been planning this for a long time, and now that her plan was gonna pay off she could barely contain herself. She looked at him again, wondering if he suspected anything, or if he was truly oblivious to her intentions. That was one of the things she liked about him... he was so unassuming and naive that he was like an innocent child.
As she observed him, she thought back to when the plan first formed in her mind. It had been a normal day, playing handball at the park, and then the whole group having a couple of beers. She was always near him; drawn by his quick sense of humor, and the fact that he never came on to her. She'd gotten a little drunk, ( not overly so but enough to be slightly obnoxious) and when he put her in a cab, she had grabbed his hand and pulled him in. He resisted at first, claiming the late hour, and how he had things to do the next day, but she wasn't taking no for an answer. She wanted some company and she was gonna have some. At first she only wanted him along cuz of his sense of humor and how he made her laugh, but something about the way she was able to push and pull him around so easily got her mind working. He'd stayed and watched a video with her, and during that time she played a bit with him, noticing how he'd blush, or how he wouldn't resist her. Sitting on his lap at one point, she'd grabbed his ears and licked his cheek, just for a laugh, but as she sat there she felt a pulse from his crotch, and then he was on his feet turning five shades of red. The seed was planted; he's big, he's strong, but he can't fight back against me! Just to prove it to herself, as he was leaving she dragged him all the way back to the couch by his wrist. He protested all the way but it was like he couldn't resist her physically.
At first she only toyed with this revelation about her friend, but as time went by she would watch him, bending over to hit a low ball, muscles working, a sheen of sweat on his skin. Likewise now and then she'd experiment. Once as he was rising from the park bench to head home she sat back on his lap, refusing to move. She kept him there, making him massage her shoulders for an hour. He was upset at her, but he would not resist. She rose and let him go, but already she'd begun the plan.
She couldn't look at him without wetting her panties, and lately she couldn't get the plan out of her mind. Well, tonight she was putting it into action. All the preparations were made; all that was missing was him, and he should be there any second. She called him on the phone and asked him over to keep her company again. He was still pissed at the way she'd been bossing him around, and tried to say no, but when she practically ordered him to come over he gave in easily.
It was too good to be true.
Minutes ago a knock on the door signalled his arrival, and she veritably trembled with excitement. She opened up and he stood there, a serious expression on his face. She smiled as she took his hand and led him into the apartment.
"You know, you can't just expect me to rush over whenever you need company. I do have my own life!", he complained.
"You could've refused.", she replied sweetly. "All you had to do was hang up the phone."
"You woulda kept callin." He stood in the middle of the living room, as though on the virge of leaving. She stood behind him and took off his leather jacket, ignoring his attempts to keep it on. She loved the way his face would turn red when he was annoyed, but he still couldn't manage to fight back. She decided to get right to it.
Dropping his jacket to the ground, she pulled a leather thong from her robe pocket and looped it around one of his wrists. He tried to turn but she grabbed his other arm and tied the thong around his bicep so that his forearm was against his back. Now he was really tensed up, and she was going on to her next gamble. As he began to muster the courage to resist, she grabbed a handful of his hair squeezing it painfully. He yelped and she used her weight to bring his head down, and then dragged him to his knees. She pushed him forward onto the sofa, and with little pressure she bent his other arm securing that wrist to the opposite elbow, rendering his arms useless. She was into it now, and there would be no stopping!
