Desperate Housewife by JM
29 photos; 3:04 video
Mr. Johnson seemed harmless. He was a quiet non threatening man with little to say except that I was doing a good job. This was always curious to me because in contrast his wife was a hot vivacious woman. I figured he probably just had a lot of money and gave her all she wanted. Unfortunately for her she didn’t have everything she wanted I never meant to get involved with her, but I couldn’t resist. She came on strong and I was single what did I have to lose?
The routine was always the same; Mr. Johnson would leave for work early when I would first arrive. I rushed through the yard work and made my way inside where Mrs. Johnson and I would spend the rest of the day in bed. She was my favorite customer. I will admit I always felt guilty about taking money on payday, but hey as far as I saw it I was providing a double service.
Little did I know that Mr. Johnson had suspicions? Not of me particularly, but of his wife and many others. Apparently the Mrs. Got bored often and sought solace in the arms of many men. She was rich, beautiful, and married to a boring man. Mr. Johnson had hired a private investigator to follow his wife, only at the time she wasn’t even leaving the house to get her kicks, I was the idiot coming to her. The P.I. had been watching our routine for weeks and Mr. Johnson was about to let me know exactly what he thought of me.
The particular morning started as usual. I ran through my work and went inside to see her. We made love like we always did and I quickly fell into a deep XXXX. Sometime during my XXXX he got up and left the house to run errands. I was into such a hard XXXX I didn’t notice when Mr. Johnson came into the room. He hadn’t gone to work at all that day, he parked around the corner and waited. I didn’t notice when he bound my wrists tight with rope. She had worn me out so well I didn’t notice when he knotted the rope around my ankles. I was about to get a quick wake up call when he tied my sweetly dirty sock in my mouth.
I awoke stunned and scarred trying to clear my head. “MMMPPPHHH”, I screamed. I tasted the sweat in my mouth. My eyes cleared up and saw Mr. Johnson glaring at me. “MMMPPPHHH!” I rolled and tried to get my hands loose. I fought and pulled at my ropes in vain. “How could you do this to me Mark?” “MMPPPHHPLEASMMPP”, I screamed. “Mark I never thought you of all people would do this to me. My wife is a beautiful woman Mark, I know she is. She gets bored with me and has done this before, but never with someone I know. This ends now.”
I pulled and yanked at my ropes and screamed through my salty gag. He stood and left the room. I fought hard again, I was getting exhausted. I got to my feet and began to hop towards the door. He walked back in and pushed me onto the bed. He tied me into a pig tie, and sealed my dirty sock with a sticky strip of duct tape. The smell of sweat and adhesive gagged me. I tried to push him away but there wasn’t much I could do. I lay there watching him exhausted from my struggle. He pulled out a suitcase and began to pack his clothes.
I watched intently wondering when she was coming home. I wondered what he was going to do with me. “Well I guess this is it Mark. I’m leaving. Tell that whore I am going to leave her with nothing; she won’t be bored if she actually has to get a job. By the way here’s your money for the day.” He duct tape a twenty dollar bill to my chest and left. I struggled hard once again but decided to wait until she came home. When she finally did she screamed at the sight of me bound and gagged. She untied me and I explained what happened. I ran out of the house and never went back. I hear she married another rich old guy. I wonder if she needs another lawn boy.
The End
The Lawn Boy played by Mike
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/26/2008