I drive over to your house. Park on the street. One last check of my breath as I walk up to your front door. I ring the bell. I check the door and it'... indeed unlocked, just as you described. I enter and call for you. No answer. I walk to the kitchen and see a note telling me how to find you. "I'm all wet. Search for me and you will find water." My senses are tingling and I set out to look for you. I look downstairs and find it empty. I cautously walk up the stairs and can hear the shower. The main drive winds away and is very soon lost behind the trees. I glance round, but there are no other buildings in sight. Because of the shrubbery there's no view of any nearby houses, or come to that hills or even a boundary wall. It's just as well, as both Sue and I are completely in the nip! Fortunately, it's a warm rather humid day and as my colleagues start to sweat, I'm left feeling really OK.I wonder about the house and what it might have been. It's obviously an old house, perhaps. He removed his hand from her mouth and she said nothing and lay perfectly still as he tied her hands behind her back. In the shadows, she saw him remove his clothing. His profile was familiar, she secretly smiled to herself, knowing it was he, seeing his mouth-watering body in the shadows. Then he blindfolded her. He climbed in bed over her, straddling her stomach and lifting up her silk nighdress with haste. His cock was ready for her. She had not realized how wet she had become as a result of. A shamblingdrunken wreck, feet scuffing along the ground. We tookher straight into the bedroom and dropped her on thebed. The houseboy was going to leave but I told him to staywhilst I got the missy ready for bed, and I asked himto get a hangar out of the wardrobe for her dress. I rolled her over and unzipped her dress down the back.I rolled her back again and peeled the dress offleaving her lying there in just her bra and panties. Isaw the houseboy look at her wide eyed, with one handrubbing.