Wife and I were Robbed - Sex Stories

Wife and I were Robbed

... anticipation in my panties as I totter through the bedroom on my high heels on the way to check out the banging coming from the laundry. I notice Kerry has removed her jacket and is sitting on the bed, I want to hurry back because I really want to fuck her as she is, I don't want her to undress. "I'm letting the fucking dog in, then I'm coming back to fuck you darling, so be prepared" I say as I pass her. She reaches out and pats my ass, "promises, promises" she laughs and takes another gulp of her drink. I walk faster as my arousal grows. "Fucking dog always wants to come in at the worst times" I mutter under my breath. "Don't know why we have the fucking a****l" I curse and open the door to the laundry. The small laundry has a door opposite to the one I just opened. It leads outside to a small courtyard where we have our washing line (It's probably just as well the courtyard can't be seen from street given some of the items of clothing that often hang on that line). As I step into the laundry I stop suddenly as I realise something is wrong. The outside door is standing wide open and I can make out two large figures standing in the gloom. "Get that cunt bitch, shut her the fuck up, and lets get this fucking door closed before neighbours hear anything" a rough voice says. A squat powerful man looms out of the dark, puts hand over mouth and starts to drag me back inside the corridor that leads to the bedrooms. I hear the laundry door slam shut as I'm dragged on my heels into ...

... the main bedroom. I'm so stunned I haven't said a word. Kerry is so shocked she drops her glass and just stares as I am thrown on to the bed beside her. "That's right you two fucking bitches, you just shut the fuck up if you don't want to get seriously belted" says the second of the two assailants as he enters. "Joey, get these two old cows tied up while I look around. And the next time you tell me that there is no one home in the house we are about to turn over, there better fucking not be or I'll tie you up, you dumb fuck!" the larger and obviously the leader of the two snarls. Joey slapped me back on the bed; he gives me a funny look but he is too busy at the moment to worry any further about me, he can see I'm in shock. "Ok you old bitch, get your fancy arse over on that chair" he growls at Kerry and half drags her into the chair near the vanity. "Park you arse and sit still or you get this" he says waving a fist in her face. She collapses in the chair and her opens a drawer in the vanity and takes out some scarves to tie her up with. He firmly ties her ankles to the legs and her wrists to the arms of the chair. Tied like this her legs are spread and I notice him look up her skirt at her exposed nylon encased thighs and silky panty crotch. He reaches into another draw and extracts a pair of pantyhose that he ties around her mouth as a gag. I am now slightly recovered from the shock of this home invasion and make to get off the bed. Joey pushes me back on the bed easily, he ...