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Chapter One

Rocky

It’s so dark I can hardly see hts This neighborhood is full of rich assholes, and my beat-up old truck sticks out like a sore thuate at the front, but luck was on my side There was no one there, and one little pop with my screwdriver and I was in

The streets are already eht, but it’s not really even that late As I ride by ho around tables eating dinner, or watching TV, relaxing for the evening At one time I envied that kind of simple life, but not anys that I shouldn’t That’s why I’m here

I turn down a street and drive toward the back of the subdivision It gets even darker as I go, because there are fewer houses this far out This is a nice quiet neighborhood with new construction going on all over the place It’s how I found it to begin with I was out here working a job one day and saw soht my eye They really should be more careful about what they let in here

S driveway I turn off my truck and coast the last little bit until I’ht on upstairs and ins to throb That’s the bedroom

As quietly as I can, I ease out of my truck and silently shut the door behind o around the side of the house and to the back yard A fence runs along the length of it, but there’s no lock on that either The suburbs give people the illusion they’re safe

When I go around the back I see the sliding glass door is open, with the screen is covering it to let the cool suht Silently, I open the screen and step inside before closing it behindthe lock so that no one else can disturb us I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, and I want to enjoy every second of it

I take the rope out of my back pocket and hold it loosely in o et to the first one, I slip my shoes off so I can move as silently as possible I take the stairs one at a tihtest sound

When I’oing until I’ from under the door at the end of the hall As I step closer, the voices grow louder and I realize they’re not talking

“Fuck, Max, that’s it Oh god, right there” I pause outside the door as my excitement ratchets up a notch

The sounds of slapping skin and grunting roll over ine the pretty blonde on the other side of the door taking a dick I rub ht er

Reaching down, I turn the knob and push the door open slowly When I step inside the room I can see her flat on her back with her man on top of her, balls deep It srance I even stand there for a in

The roo, and so is the bed They’re in the middle of it and the blankets are on the floor in a pile nearby She looks like she’s covered in a fine sheen of sweat and his back ripples with every thrust They’ve been fucking for a while, and envy pools in my balls

“Harder, Max,” she ives it to her

I have to wipe the corner of h

He’s a big guy, but I can take him I loosen the rope and wind it around etting louder and I can tell she’s about to cum, and I can’t let her do that Not yet

Right before she goes off, I make my move and leap onto the bed