I HAD A VERY STRANGE DREAM

AUTHOR - Kirby

I had a very strange dream last night.  I don’t usually dream or maybe it was the power of this certain dream that made me remember it this morning?  However it goes, I woke this morning with the vivid memory of the dream.  I dreamed I had taken a woman.  Not just “taken her” but taken her forcefully.  I had never had a dream like this nor had the thought crossed me during my waking hours.

All the way to work, I thought about this dream and the more I thought about it, the more it over took me.  I arrived at work but was unable to exit my car.  I was too excited.   I tried to change my thought pattern just long enough to get in my office and then I would be able to sit behind that desk, the world oblivious to my excitement.  I walked fast and straight for my office and shut the door behind me.  The air couldn’t have been cool enough that day.  I had sweat beading up across my forehead and my shirt was already showing the heat that was running through me.

Why am I thinking like this and why is it staying with me?  It’s 11am and I have done nothing but re-live this fantasy over and over again.  I have got to get out of here and get my mind off of this!

A good lunch and maybe a walk or maybe I should go to the gym during lunch?  No, instead I find myself standing at my trunk in the parking lot, sliding the key in the lock.  Knowing what’s inside of that trunk gives me a sinking feeling that my mind is not going to let me ride the fantasy inside my mind but instead it going to force me to act!  I have never felt something this strong.  I open my trunk and close it back as fast.  I can’t do this!  I have a great job, a wonderful house and a loving wife.  I want to run back and just sit at my desk till the day ends but I can’t, I slide the key back in the lock and raise the trunk lid.  I grab my bag and hurry to the car door.  I can’t find my keys!!  I look, and the trunk is closed, saved by my own stupidity.  I stand there with this look of relief on my face and then, this man walks by and looks and points at my trunk.  “Buddy, your keys are in the lock,” he says.  That feeling of relief flies out of my body.  I’m not nervous though?  Now a feeling comes over me that the mission is back on.

I pulled out of the parking lot, looking around, making sure to follow every law so not to deprive myself of my goal.  I drive past my usual lunch stop and head towards the south end of town.  I hardly know anybody over there and my face isn’t seen common to the area.  At every stoplight, I ready myself for this dirty deed that is longing to come out of me.  I open the bag; there is some rope and some tape from last weekend on the lake.  I shove it in my pockets.  I take my wedding ring off and place it in the ashtray.  The twenty minutes it takes me to drive across town seems like forever!  Finally, I pull up to the curb and place the car in park.  I just sit there waiting for the fear to race back into me but it never comes.  I have gone from being a man full of fear, to a predator looking for prey.  I look in the mirror to see the monster that has taken my place.  I look different I look content.

 I get out of my car and walk to the meter, placing enough change in there to keep me legal and my getaway safe.  As I look down the sidewalk, I see several diners with tables out front.  I walk towards them looking at the people occupying these tables.  People enjoying their lunch and oblivious to the fact that a lion walks among them.  I walk several blocks away from my car and over several streets to better execute an escape when the time comes.  As I come up on a small diner and coffee shop, I stop and look inside.  I see her, sitting with three other girls, laughing and sipping at her tea.  She is tanned and with hair that is golden.  Her face is perfect, her finger long, each with bright red polish covering long perfect fingernails.  I walked in and around so I could see her legs and feet under the table.  They were long and looked smooth as can be.  I could feel myself touching them, licking them.  Then as if to be smacked down off a cloud, I realized that I had probably chosen the only girl in the place that would never offer me a chance to fulfill my dream.  She was with friends and would probably leave with them and even if they left separate from one another, her car was probably parked right outside.  Would I dare add car jacking to my list of deeds to accomplish my goal?  It was a hard debate in which I would not even consider answering at this moment.  She has over taken my mind and it was her that I wanted to unleash my desires on.  So I sat and watched her, filling my mind with every conceivable nasty thing I wanted to do to her.  Minutes seemed like hours waiting for them to finish and prepare to leave.  Finally, they get up and the thoughts only grow stronger upon seeing the body that till now has been hidden by the chair. 

My heart starts to pound in my chest.  Is she going to present me the opportunity?  They go to the register, each paying their bill and once they go outside, they stand there by the door talking.  This is killing me!   She leans over and hugs her friends!  This could be it; she may turn and walk away, by herself!  They continue to speak to each other as distant grows between them, my heart races even quicker and then it happens, she turns away from them and starts to walk.  I get up quickly and pay my tab and hurry out the door, hoping I haven’t lost sight of her.  She is standing a half of a block away waiting to cross at the light and I start to walk slowly towards her.  I slow my pace so not to get up right next to her.  The light changes and she starts to cross.  I hurry now so as not to miss the cross walk and have to wait till the next light.  Too many things are racing through my mind, all the things that could prevent this and all the things I’m doing that make me look out of place.  I try and calm down.

She is still in sight and headed towards the business district, probably a secretary or something just out for lunch. I start to quicken my pace to catch up to her and she glances over her shoulder and I stop on a dime.  Damn it!!  Did she notice me?  She keeps walking and I once again quicken my pace.  I’m only yards from her and there is nothing but old buildings for the next block.  They each have deep entranceways that go dark from the angle of the sun.  She turns her head again and I notice a worried look on her face.  She knows I’m back here for all the wrong reasons but nothing is going to stop me!  As I get closer, she breaks into a fast walk; it’s now or never.  I break into a run and in just a few short steps, I catch her and as she is turning her head to she where I am, I grab her by both of her arms and rush her into an entranceway.  She screams!  I had not even thought of her screaming!  I place my hand over her mouth and pull her deep into the entranceway.  I place my lips close to her ears and tell her “The harder you struggle, the better the chances of you getting hurt”.  It doesn’t faze her; she is biting my hand and still trying to scream.  I tighten my grip on her arm to show her my strength far outreaches hers and she is fighting a losing battle.  She continues to struggle and so I shove her down on some old carpet that is piled in the entranceway.  I raise my open hand above my head and she goes silent with fear.  I look at her and with a harsh but low voice I ask her “are you afraid something is going to hurt that pretty face?  Is that why you stopped screaming?”  I tell her that if she opens her mouth to scream again, I will smack that pretty face. 

I tell her to roll over on her stomach and as I think she is complying, she suddenly tries to stand and run out of the entranceway.  I grab her by her hair and her feet go out from under her and she crashes to the carpet.  It knocks the breath out of her and I take advantage of her lack of fight and roll her on her stomach and pull her hands behind her.  I don’t have time to use the rope so I just use the tape and bound her by the wrists.  As I roll her back over, I notice she is crying and as I place the tape over her mouth, she just stares at me with a stare that could cut glass.  I told her not to look at me and I grab her by her long hair and turned her head away.  I ran my hands down her body, feeling her breasts through her blouse, I slowly unbutton each button, pulling her blouse apart as I go.  Her skin is toned and her body is tight.  I didn’t need to worry about getting aroused; I had been that way all day.  I unsnapped her bra and her breast stared me in the face and I had to taste them, I ran my tongue all over them, taking her nipple in my mouth and slightly started to bite it. She started to kick and I bit harder causing her to try and scream through the tape.  She stopped kicking, knowing the punishment would be more pain.  I moved down her chest to her belly and circled the inside of her belly button with my tongue.  While I’m doing this, I reach down and rub her legs up under her skirt and as I move further up towards her pussy, I feel no underwear.  This, so far is the only thing to go right for me and I hadn’t even planned it.  Her legs tried to close as I reached her soft lips and I raised my hand and slapped her inner thigh as hard as I could.  She let out a huge scream through the tape but stopped trying to close her legs.  She was getting the picture now and I didn’t care if she lied there motionless, I just wanted to take her and she could do nothing about it.  I spread her legs and brought her knees up towards her stomach, I knew I could not slowly savor my catch; I had to feed my hunger and get out of there. 

I position myself on my knees and unzipped my pants.  I was so hard; I could feel my heart beating in my dick.  I ran it along her pussy lips and smacked it against her clit to let her know how much she excited me.  To my amazement, she was wet!  I looked at her face and she had her head turned and had her eyes shut tight, like she was trying to imagine being anywhere but here.  I entered her with a deep hard thrust and continued this motion until I felt myself ready to blow.  It was fast but that’s ok, I had almost accomplished my goal and that’s all that mattered to me.  I pulled out and shot my load on her inner thigh.  I felt light headed and had to place my hands on here knees to keep from falling over.  I was finished but now all that matters is getting out of there!  I wanted to better my chances of getting away with this so I went into her purse, pulled out her wallet and removed her driver’s license from it.  I sat her up and pulled the tape off of her mouth and made her look at me while I read off her home address and full name.  She looked horrified as I did this and then I told her that if she called the police, I would come to her house before they could catch me!  She just stared at me with this look of horror and I knew I needed to leave!  I pulled the tape off her wrists and told her not to move for ten minutes.  She sat motionless.  I jerk her by her hair, making her look at me and I said, “Do you understand me bitch?”  She barley shook her head up and down.  I ran out of the entranceway with her driver’s license in my hand.  I knew she saw it and I wanted the fear in her to help her keep her promise to me.

I ran almost all the way back to my car, only slowing as I got close and to the point I didn’t want to look like a bank robber running to his getaway car.  I jumped in and drove slowly away, the whole time thinking to myself about what had just happened.  I felt power.  I looked in the mirror and saw the man I had seen the day before.  I was back to my normal self.

I drove to a gas station and went into the bathroom to clean up before going home, as I left, I threw the rest of the tape in the trashcan.  I drove around for an hour or so before going home so I could get there as close to the normal time as possible.  I pulled up and went inside.  I smelled dinner cooking and headed upstairs to make sure I didn’t look as if I had just rolled around in an entranceway somewhere.  Upon coming back down stairs, I went to the kitchen and my wife greeted me there.  She looked at me and right away asked what’s the matter?  I panicked!  I looked at her and said, “what do you mean?” and she said I looked nervous.  I told her I had a rough day at work and left it at that.  As we sat at the dinner table a little later, I could not bring myself to look at her and she noticed this, she sat silent and didn’t try to make conversation.  I was being paranoid.  I needed to stop and compose myself!  The night went by slow as it could possibly go by and finally it was time for bed.  I went upstairs and took my clothes off quickly and jumped in to bed.  About an hour after I lay down, I felt her climb into bed and she cuddled to my side and I felt her kiss my shoulder.  I laid there for about an hour before going to sleep, once again think about what I had done that day. 

I woke to the sound of the alarm and jumped up like normal.  It was a new day and to my amazement, I had remembered another dream!  This time it involved public sex.  I thought to myself, “I need help!”  I went downstairs to get the paper and drink my coffee and sure enough, it was all waiting for me like always, as was my good morning kiss.  I was shocked; I didn’t feel paranoid or guilty anymore!  As we sat there drinking our coffee, she looked at me and asked if I was over whatever had bothered me the night before and I assured her I was.  She looked at me for a minute and then asked, “What was it going to be today?”  I looked at her and with a wicked grin; I said “Public sex”.  She smiled and with a grin on her face she said, “Don’t forget to give me back my driver’s license, you don’t want me getting pulled over do you?”  I  just looked at her and smiled.