Robert Vickers

Summer in bondage

CHAPTER ONE

Summer wrapped the flimsy negligee around her trim, eighteen-year-old body. She seemed to flaw like mist through the darkened house. It hadn't been an hour since she sneaked in late from her date with Mike. They hadn't been interested in the time, not while they were screwing each other's brains out in the back seat of Mike's car. Summer had been afraid her father might be home and give her hell for being out so late.

She'd lucked out. Only Bill, her older brother, was home.

The teenager wondered why Bill was still up. She could hear him fiddling around in his workshop out in the garage. It was unlike him to waste a Friday night at home. Neither of them much liked their father because he was really their stepfather and their mother was dead. Where their natural father was, Summer and Bill didn't know.

Life wasn't very free around the house, but Summer had vowed, along with Bill, that they would spilt as soon as they could.

She crept up and peered in a window frosted over with dust and cobweb. The warm spring breeze gusted around her trim body, made her feel sexy all over. As the wind whipped the silk nightgown firmly between her legs, she remembered how it had been with Mike, having him fuck her, having his long pecker shoved into her juicy twat again and again. The soft caresses of the breeze made her aware of how much springtime turned her on, how it made her so damned horny she'd fuck a fencepost.

She peeked into the window and saw Bill was busy with his radio equipment. Her brother was busy doing strange things to a tiny rig on his work bench.

Summer went in. "Evening, Bill. How come you're out here all by yourself? I figured you and Marie would be out somewhere having a ball, so to speak."

Bill shrugged.

"Aw, come on, Bill!" Summer cried. She saw her brother was disturbed about something and not wanting to talk. "You can tell me. You know I won't go blabbing my mouth off."

"Yeah, Sis, I know. But it seems like every time I'm getting it all together with Marie, something happens and everything blows up in my face. We were supposed to go to Susan's party tonight. Marie decided she didn't want to see me." He shrugged again, but Summer saw the set of his jaw and slump of his shoulders. Bill was really worked up over Marie.