You’re headed home from your morning jog. Just like last time and all the times before, it was the same time, same route and hell, you’re probably steaming the same playlist as every other time aren’t you? I wonder, did you notice me this time? I doubt it. If you had, it clearly hasn’t affected your actions. You see, you caught my attention by chance weeks ago and through patience and you’re clockwork like consistency, I’ve been able to figure out your route all the way to and from your house.

I see you walking in the distance, your usual cool down. That’s my cue. I start walking in your direction and time it so that I pass you just as you approach your house. You shyly and politely smile as we pass each other. I smile and nod… Be seeing you soon I think to myself. I glance over my shoulder and see you walking into your house. I stroll to the end of the block and then turn around and walk right up your steps to your front door. It’s unlocked, again, it’s like you’re asking for it.

I let myself in and can hear the shower running down the hall. I close and lock the door behind me- wouldn’t want any unwanted visitors. As I silently creep through the house I find the door to the bathroom is open. I quietly peer inside and can see your silhouette through the curtain. God I’ve waited so long for this.

I grab your towel from the hook and then flip the light-switch off. Predictably, you pull the curtain back and poke your head out from the shower concerned and confused. When you do, I’m waiting. I pull the towel over your head like a hood and rip you out of the shower and onto the floor. Your try to scream but the towel pulls tight over your face and around your throat. The feeling of being pressed against the cold floor robs you of your breath even before my weight drops on top of your wet, naked body.

I tell you to shut the fuck up and be still. I know it doesn’t matter though and so do you. We both know you’re home alone and no one is coming anytime soon. I unzip my pants slap your ass with my cock. I spit onto your tight hole as you frantically kick and reach behind you trying to stop what’s coming. There’s no stopping this though. I part your legs with my own, rear back and slam my cock deep inside of you. You scream into the towel and I start to thrust hard and fast. I know I’m hurting you. You try to reach back and claw at my hips but your screaming, crying, and futile resistance only makes me harder. Your cries turn to exhausted, defeated moans and eventually your resistance stops.

I turn you over and the rhythmic assault continues with you on your back. The bouncing of your tits is mesmerizing. I squeeze them tightly and your moans turn to whimpers. I thrust harder and faster. My hand clamps over your mouth and then with one forceful thrust I explode inside you. You arch your back accepting my cum and moan with guilty pleasure. My weight collapses onto you and I lay there momentarily catching my breath.

I remove the towel from around your face, clean myself off with it and then throw it back down and over your head. You knew better than to try to look back at me. You just lie still, curled up and sobbing, in shock and complete disbelief. I crouch down and caress your cheek gently and then slap your ass hard. You yelp. “Shhhhhh it’s ok. There’s always next time.” I promise you as I let myself out.

Look at the time. I’m running late for my next visit… I’d hate to leave her waiting. Better hurry. Be seeing you?