Lisa's Trap - Part 1 - Caught in the Spider&# - Sex Stories

Lisa's Trap - Part 1 - Caught in the Spider&#

... horrible. When she wasn't talking, she was grilling me like an unfaithful spouse. I could barely get a word in unless it was answering some question about my work, my future or my goals in life. It was an interview more than a date. By the time we were leaving the restaraunt I was desperately hoping I wouldn't get the job. This blurred my thoughts just long enough to let her win the next stage of the battle. We were walking to the car and I was fumbling for me keys, thinking of the 30 minutes drive back up to her parents' place to drop her off then an hour back home. It would be a late night and I was already getting tired. "Hey, you have all of the Star Wars movies on Blu-Ray, right?" she said casually, touching up her make-up idly. "Ummm ... oh, yeah, I do." Finally getting my keys out and approaching the drivers side door, actively keeping from opening the door for her. She didn't seem to notice or care. "Could I borrow them sometime?" "Sure, I guess so .." Unlocking the car and praying there wouldn't be much traffic. "Great. We can head down and get them now, since we're so close. Quick stop." With those words she quickly opened the car door and sat down, as if the act of getting into the car meant her words were final. She no doubt had learned I wasn't one to embrace a confrontation, especially in a situation like this where it's drive her home and listen to her complaining the entire time or sending her to a cab and some unknown revenge later. I stood there in the ...

... cold, trying to come up with a definitive save. But nothing came to mind in the fog of my agitation and tiredness. I knew this trick. She'd borrow the films and I'd be stuck seeing her again at least once to get them back. But honestly, she could think that while I lose a minor $100 for the opportunity to get out of this without a face to face screaming match. So 30 minutes later we were walking into my place. Her eyes were appraising every aspect of the home from it's construction, to floor plan to all the furniture and other crap I had laying around. After a completely quiet drive here I really didn't care. In and out and hopefully another 60 minutes of quiet. Or the absolute worst, maybe just a chat about the movies and how we could "watch them next weekend". We being her and some other schmuck. "My AV room is upstairs and the DVDs are there." I led the way, hoping this would keep her from wandering off. It was a big place, I was proud of it. No need for her to get lost and spend another 15 minutes hunting her down. We got upstairs and I turned into the second floor living room that I'd made into a small home theatre. Assuming she was behind me, I made it to the DVD cabinet and quickly located the boxed set, turning around to hand it to her. "Here it ... " I stopped mid-statement. She wasn't there. Shit. "Lisa?" Looking around the room and seeing nobody but the characters on the movie posters lining the walls. People I'd rather be spending the evening with to be honest. "Lisa? ...