Chapter 4 - About Those Books...
With the air conditioning blowing her hair lightly toward his face,
Jennie leaned over Ross's lap and used both hands to get the key to the cuffs.
He could feel her rummaging around down there, and then he felt her soft hands
push his socks down and caress his ankles.
"You have great muscle tone."she admired as she angled her head back to
catch Ross's eye.
"Muscle tone is actually what I should be studying right now." He joked
as he motioned his head to get Jennie back to work.
Although his view was blocked by Jennie's body leaning across his lap,
it felt as though she was using more than just her hands to caress his ankles.
By the time he realized that she had encircled his ankles with broad leather
cuffs, it was too late. The cuffs she used were permanently riveted together,
and she clipped each ankle cuff tightly to the frame of the seat, preventing any
movement of his feet. Even though they were only clipped with the kind of
simple spring-loaded mechanism used on a dog leash, he was helpless to
disconnect them. His fingers could stretch to within an inch of the clips, but
no closer. Ross was infuriated.
"This shit has to stop! I've got a final to study for!" he exploded.
"Oh, right... the books..." Jennie said nodding her head feigning a
memory lapse.
"Screw the books! Let me go, now."
Jennie quickly grabbed his chin with her left hand and twisted his head
hard until their eyes met. After a brief stare-down, she quietly growled "Now
look here. If you haven't figured this out yet, I'll let you go when I'm damned
good and ready. You're in no position to demand anything. The nicer you are,
the nicer I'll be, but no matter what I'll have my way."
With that, she turned to the rear of the cab to retrieve a small black
leather satchel. Reaching inside, she said "Now we can do this the easy way or
the hard way. What'll it be?" Ross thought for a moment and figured he still
had a chance. The sooner she opened the door to get his books, the sooner he
could yell for help.
"Look, you're right. I'm obviously in no position to demand anything,
but I'd really appreciate it if you'd do me two favors. First, go get my books,
and second leave the engine running so I can have the air conditioning on."
Jennie smiled. "It's a deal, but you have to do me two favors in
return."
Ross laughed. "I'm not really in a position to do much of anything, but
if I can do them, I will."
Jennie removed a leather blindfold from the black bag and said "First,
let me put this on you, and second give me the most focused kiss of your life
before I leave to get your books."
Ross knew he didn't have a chance of avoiding the blindfold, and he
certainly wouldn't have minded kissing her. He also figured that he'd have his
chance to scream once she opened the driver-side door to leave the truck. Even
with the blindfold on, he would be able to tell when she left the truck by the
alarm indicating that the driver door was ajar. So, he resigned himself to
having to close his eyes and passionately kiss this beautiful woman, whom he had
met only thirty short minutes ago, just before screaming as loudly as he could
for help.
When Jennie slipped the blindfold over Ross' eyes, he was surprised at
how completely effective it was. The leather formed a kind of seal with the
perspiration soaked skin around his eyes. Without the use of his hands, there
was no removing it. Softly, he could feel what he thought was Jennie's finger
tracing the outline of his lips. She slowly ran her finger around his lips
until they were nearly dry. The anticipation was maddening. He was about to
moisten his lips with his tongue when she touched it gently with her finger and
softly whispered "No, let me."
Her finger returned to his lips. This time her finger was moistened.
Again, he held his lips slightly apart as she traced their outline. He started
wondering why he had ever refused to play these types of games with Susan when
she had asked. His focus returned to Jennie when she moaned "kiss me."
As he brought his lips together, he felt Jennie brace his head firmly
with both hands. Her fingers tightly squeezed his puckered lips together, and
when he tried to protest, she only squeezed harder. When she finally released
her grip, Ross' lips were tightly sealed by the quick drying epoxy that he had
unknowingly let Jennie so liberally apply. Even as Ross flailed violently
against his now complete submission, Jennie laughed almost uncontrollably as she
wound half a roll of duct tape around the lower half of his face. Not only did
the tape further seal his lips, but it also effectively muffled any screams he
had planned to release. Still laughing, Jennie said "Now about those books..."
With that, the truck was on the move again - still headed for Ross and
Scott's house.
