Adultery Moon Eyed by iloveall

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I got into Ted's car as he waited for me after the office hours on Friday evening. Ted looked a different person as he was driving home. He stopped on the way to buy some beer, groceries and food stuff at a way side store for a while, leaving me inside his car. When he returned, he had some bags in his hands. It looked like he had nothing in his house and he bought all the stuff to make up for that. He appeared more cheerful than I had seen him before. He looked at me and smiled.


I had butterflies inside me earlier, as I wondered what would happen when I would be alone with him for hours in his flat. His genuine smile gave me a little bit of confidence. I felt that perhaps I had misjudged this man, after all. But then again I wondered knowing what he was, if he would force himself on me in the solitary confines of his flat. Was it wise to go alone with him? I shook off the thoughts quickly, because I was quite confident that I knew how to deal with him, if it came to that.

As soon as we entered his apartment, Ted asked me if I would like to have something to drink. I asked for lemonade. He disappeared into the kitchen perhaps to load things in the fridge and to get me lemonade. I was thirsty and gulped the lemonade Ted offered me. After finishing the glass, I wondered, if he had not mixed any sedatives in my drink to sedate me. However, it was too late to think of that. Ted excused himself. He said he would go for a shower. He said he will be back in 10 minutes and I should feel at home. It wasn't that easy, given his reputation. All the same, I stretched my legs on a sofa looking around his living room.

Expectedly, it was bachelor's apartment in some ways. Things were scattered around. Some expensive things could have been better arranged. It did need a female touch, I thought. I expected to see pictures of some naked or semi naked girls on the wall. I found none. There were some other pictures too. However, I was taken in by the aerial view of our city through the large glass panel of his room.

Ted was back in ten minutes as he had promised. He had showered and was dressed in casual white pyjamas. He had his wet hair unkempt flying loose. He had perhaps not worn any under wears, which alarmed me wondering if he had any designs on me for the evening. I had to be extra cautious, I thought.

He looked so attractive in casuals. I had half a mind to run to him, hug him, look into his eyes and offer him my mouth for a kiss. However, I sat unmoved and looked at him trying to disguise my inner feelings. Did he read my mind then too? I wondered; because he smiled sweetly again as if he knew what I was thinking at that time.

After I agreed to accept his invitation, Ted seemed to be Mr. Charming in his behaviour. Thoughts were rushing through my mind if all that was to deceive me into feeling of complacency, so that he could have his way with me, when I was least prepared?

Ted walked over to his working room. Ted pulled a chair in front of his working table and got lost into looking at the computers, where he had loaded my program. He had a series of screens and computers to work on. Before I thought any further, he was so deeply immersed in looking through my program that he seemed to forget that I was there by his side. It was a little bit of an anti-climax for me as he did not bother to look at me, make any overtures, make any sexist comments or throw any loaded suggestions at me, leave aside seducing me. This was completely unlike what I had expected. Did I feel it was a letdown?

I decided to focus on his application. I almost knew what the application contained. I just had to see the links and modify my program to match the two. However, I could do that only once Ted completed his work.

Ted and I got busy in reading each other's programs. There was a complete silence in the room. I went step by step into Ted's application. It was a typical application that suited my program. I just had to make sure that it had the compatible terminals that enabled it to snuggle into my program, which normally all such applications emanating from our company have inbuilt into them. Of course Ted's application also had the same. I had a close look at the application for the next one hour and half. By that time it was nine in the evening. Ted was completely immersed in the laptop.

I was hungry. I was also tired. I walked over to the kitchen. Like, the living room, kitchen also needed lady's touch. Some of the freshly bought groceries and things were still lying on the platform. I looked around. There were some bananas. I remembered how I worked bananas to have a little bit of release. However, that evening there was Ted. I really did not need bananas to get a solid fuck, if I really desired. I smirked at my own hypocrite behaviour. On one hand I was playing a difficult to get woman for Ted and on the other, I wanted to be a fucking slut, eager to have his big solid cock impaled into my hungry cunt.

Thinking of banana, I lost appetite for food and sauntered back into the living room, where Ted still had his head drowned into a maze of innumerable jumping tiny characters, digits, signs and symbols. I was fatigued and fell onto the sofa. I was drained of all energy. I was drowsy. I was about to drift off to sleep, when I saw Ted looking down at me from where he was. He saw me relaxed. I pretended not to look at him. He had a weird smile on his face. I knew then that all his earlier attempts of being Mr. charming were just façade to deceive me.

An eerie chill ran through my spine as I saw him slowly rising from his crouching position and walk over to me. He stood over me looking down on me menacingly with the by then familiar crude and lusty grin on his face. His expression was devoid of any sympathy or sensitivity for me leave aside affection.

He looked at me and gave his typical devilish smile. He lifted my chin and asked, "Darling, how was my acting? You thought I had changed? No I am the same person. I could not fuck you in the lift the other day. I am going to fuck you now. Better still, I am going to bang you darling and you can do nothing about it. In fact that is what you also want is it not?"

I was scared out of my wits as all I had feared seemed to be coming true. Ted's decent behaviour was perhaps a deceitful disguise to lull me into a feeling of complacency and remain unguarded and then he would strike like a proficient killer snake attacks its prey. Seeing my frightened state, Ted smiled and that time there was no charm in it. He knew my helplessness and vulnerability and was all set to take full advantage of that. I tried hard to stand up and face him. However, fear, anticipation or lust overtook me and I remained lying limp on the sofa like a frightened deer ready to be devoured by a hungry lion.

Ted loomed over me and lifted me up easily in his arms. I could feel his taught muscles and biceps. I could smell the fragrance of his deodorant. I felt his unshaved beard on my smooth cheeks. I would lie, if I said I was not horny at his body touch. I wished he would treat me more gently. I would surrender to him easily if he treated me better. However, he looked down on me like a hunter looks at his prey.

I looked at his face and again saw him grinning with the same crude lusty face. There were signs of scratches and marks, which I had not seen on his face earlier. When he flashed his eerie smile, I could detect one golden tooth. I remembered the famous Bond movie where a villain with similar golden tooth smiles crudely and chews steel frame with his bare teeth. Ted smiled perhaps at his success of trapping me with such an ease into his bedroom with an intention to bang me.

I shuddered with terror. To say that I was frightened out of my wits would be a gross understatement. I was completely and comprehensively over powered by this man gorilla, who had decided to bang me in such a completely planned way that there was no way I could get out, or complain. It was at my initiative and my own free will that I had come to his apartment. How could I then claim that he forced me into sex?

Ted laid me on the bed with a thud and thundered, "Will you undress willingly, or do you want me to tear off your dress and make it impossible for you to return home, decently dressed?"

He did not ask me if I would let him fuck me. It was clear he was hell bent on banging me. I looked at his frightening face and removed my clothing one after another with trembling hands. When I was about to remove my bra, in one swift motion he snatched it from me and threw it away. He pulled down my panty almost tearing it off. I started crying. I was so horny myself that if he had asked, I would have readily let him fuck me. Why he was terrorising me to fuck me was beyond my comprehension. Obviously that was perhaps his habit.

I lay naked on the bed waiting for his next move. He was looking down on me like a hunter looking down on his healthy prey and smiling at the prospects of having a good meal for some days to come. When my sobs became louder, he shouted at me to keep quiet. When I continued crying, he slapped me hard on my face. I felt severe burning sensation on my cheeks with the force of his strong hands hitting hard.

I screamed and asked him, "Why do you beat me and frighten me? If you want to fuck me, go right ahead, but please don't beat me."

He flashed his impish smile showing his teeth again with that golden tooth imbedded deep in between them. I sat up on bed, clutched at his trousers and cried out, "Come on fuck me Ted. Don't torture me like this."

Ted smiled again and said scornfully, "You fucking bitch, you were pretending to impress Ted. Were you? I knew from the beginning that all this hoopla was nothing but a desire to get a good fuck from me. Was I wrong honey?"