I heard an electric saw coming from Mark’s garage so I walked over tosee what he was building. Mark has lived next door to my parents’ house for about five years. Mark and I had become intimate about a year ago, so I was quite in the habit of walking into his garage and house without knocking. A couple of times I walked in on him while he was with another girl. I always excused myself and left. It doesn’t bother me that Mark has other girlfriends. He’s a finelooking high rise construction worker almost thirty years old. I’m just happy to be one of them. He’s a great lover and he doesn’t expect me to be exclusive to him either. We make no demands on each other. I’ve only had two other men since meeting Mark. They were great, butdidn’t quite measure up. In high school I was a bit of a prude and only had two lovers in all four years. Both were duds. I’d about given up on sex when Mark started to show an interest in me. He was a great lover who paid attention to my needs as well as his own. He loved to see me cum. He’d often video tape my face during sex and then we’d watch it together. He also likes to make me beg. I love begging. After sex we’d often talk about our fantasies. He likes to screw inunusual places. We almost never go to bed together. The living room, dinning room, kitchen and even the unfinished attic have all been “bedrooms” for us. He’d talk about buildings under construction, mechanical rooms, and penthouses. One day when I was feeling a bit playful I told him I’d like to be tiedup and gang-banged my at least three. He said, “Really?.” and I said “Just kidding.” But, by the rise of his shorts I could see the idea sort of turned him on. When Mark saw me walking in he ran over and turned me around so Icouldn’t see what he was working on and marched me out the door. “It’s a surprise for your nineteenth birthday, baby. I don’t want youto see it yet.” He said. Of course, I did as he asked and went back home to wait for his call. My birthday was three days away, and I was on pins and needles wondering what he could be building for me. At about ten in the morning on the day of my birthday, Mark called me onmy cell and told me to come over. He told me to come to the front door. I explained I was still in my nightgown and he said that was perfect. I threw on my robe and slippers and walked over, just as he asked. When he answered the door he said, “Baby, I’ve got a birthday surprisefor you, but you have to trust me completely. I would never do anything to hurt you. Do you trust me”? “Yes,” I said “Try not to say anything at all or ask any questions, just trust me andI’ll show you the time of your life,” he said. I gave an affirmative nod. Next he put a night mask on me so I couldn’t see a thing and my heartstarted to race. Then he slowly stripped me naked and led me out to the garage. I felt the dust and dirt from the garage floor stick to the bottom of my feet. I was shaking inside with anticipation, wondering what he had in store for me. He put wide leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I guessed I wasabout to get tied up. Then he led me to the center of the garage. He backed me up to some kind of board. I suspected it was the project he’d been working on. He had me lift my right leg and he guided my… Read the rest of Mark’s Birthday Surprise for Me
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