Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... balaclava."

"Are you worried about the FBI?"

"A little, I know from the questions they have been asking me that Grant, has tried to shift the spotlight onto me."

"Darn it Sasha, we could both end up in prison."

"No, think about it Daisy. Nobody knows you were involved. As I said, we are two strangers meeting on a dating AP. Our first conversations will read that way. Just two lonely people connecting."

"But you are married. Have you ever had any like bisexual experiences?"

"At college. I explored a little."

"Your husband, is he aware of any interest in women?"

"He hasn't shown any interest in me for almost six months. He doesn't care."

"Okay, lets assume we started dating. How would it work?"

"It's a dating AP. We exchange greetings, introductions. You have to seduce me."

"Fuck, you're the one stalking me."

I snickered. "True, but they don't know that."

"Sasha, I'm going to lose the place. I'm resigned to it as well."

"No, it doesn't have to be that way. I can pay your arrears today if you need proof of my intentions."

"But then what. Even with the arrears caught up. I can't handle the repayments."

"Once we start dating, every time we go on a date. I will give you cash. Enough to make your mortgage payments."

"So I'm a hooker?" She spat at me offended.

"No, you're being ridiculous. We date, get to know one another. If we find the attraction is real. I hope we do have sex, but the money I give you is to keep the ...

... farm."

"Then what?"

"If our connection is as strong as I think it is. We move in together. Then we start converting the place into a farm stay."

"What the hell is a farm stay?"

"It's like a hotel. People come to stay. To experience a quiet get away. Find out what it's like to live on a farm. They can drive tractors, ride horses. Walk through the gardens. Maybe even pick the fruit and vegetables for their own dinner."

"People do that?" She gasped.

"They do, and they pay a lot for the experience."

"Jesus, you've thought of all this?"

"I have."

"Sasha..."

"Don't say anything Daisy. All I want is for you to think about it. I don't know if you're feeling what I am. Jeepers, I don't even know if what I feel is real, but I know I have to find out."

"God woman, you're crazy. What happens if I take your money and it all turns to shit. You'll lose it all, because I could never repay you."

"I'm prepared to risk it. If it doesn't work, at least I'll know I tried."

"What about your husband?"

"He's so busy trying to stay out of jail he's forgotten I even exist."

She slumped back in her chair. "You're serious?"

"I am." I replied. "Right at this moment, I feel it stronger than ever. Right at this moment all I want is to kiss you. Feel your body against mine."

I watched as her breathing became rushed, her body flushed. The pink hue coloring her upper body.

"Holy crap."

"Exactly." I whispered.

The drive back home was difficult. My mind turned ...