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The garage was just across the street. The sound of my high heels echoed in the darkness; there was no traffic so late.I usually took the stairs, just for the exercise. My car was on the third floor. Not a long climb, easy for me, because I worked out regularly. I found my car was the only one on the empty floor. I was about to unlock the door when a hand covered my mouth from behind. Something cold pressed against my throat. “Do not scream. Do not even fight, bitch” Hissed a man’s deep voice.He pulled my wrists behind my back, uncovering my mouth.Then my hair was yanked hard and the man showed me a big knife he held. I felt something wrapped around my wrists, tying them behind my back.I heard a tearing sound. A piece of silver duct tape went over my mouth. He made me lean over the hood of my own car.“My lucky day, bitch… you are a hot piece of ass…” He growled.My purse was set on the hood next to my head. The man was rifling it.“A nice neighborhood, bitch… I should go to visit you. I guessed, I have drained him more than what he was expecting. Smiled to myself, I hugged him tightly on my body as I wanted him to enjoy the aftermath of beautiful love making.He kept himself on my body for some time, till he gathered some strength and raised his neck. Looking at me, he grinned.“How was it?” looking at him, I questioned. “Out of the world!!!”, he replied and moved forward to kiss my lips. Willingly, I accepted his gesture and we kissed each other. Slowly and passionately, our kiss prolonged for some time, till Aditya didn’t even realise when he slept in my arms.Down on the floor mat, we rested for some time. Then, I withdrew myself from down under his body and got up. Adjusted the pillow underneath his head. Tied my hair bun and I directly headed towards the bedroom. Quickly had the shower in the adjacent bathroom, had a nice bath and came out. Opened the wardrobe and took out the nightie and wore it. Heading towards the kitchen, I walked out through my living room.
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