Juliet is all tied up

"Come iiiinn~" Juliet said in a sweet and almost sultry voice. I paused for a second, thinking how strange that sounded, but I quickly disregarded the thought and went in. What I saw truly knocked all the wind out of my chest.

Juliet was lying on her bed, almost completely naked. She was only wearing a sheer lacy black bra that left much of her breasts exposed, matching lacy panties, and a black garter belt tied to sheer stockings. If that wasn't enough, she had a red blindfold tied around her head, her hands were tied above to the headboard, and her legs were tied apart with rope around each ankle attached to the bedpost. She looked ready to be ravished.

Next to the bed, on the nightstand next to her phone were many toys. I had no idea Juliet had such a collection, or that her and Mike had such a kinky sex life. There were dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and I even saw what I thought was a strapon.

Juliet broke me out of my reverie. "You're finally here!" she half said, half moaned. "I don't know how much longer I could have waited." She was smiling, and obviously thought I was Mike. "Don't worry, Christy and Monica aren't home. It's just you and me."

I guess I haven't been doing much in my room all day, so she must have thought it was empty.

Juliet continued. "You like what you see? Of course you do. Now shut the door and do just like talked about, don't say anything. Just use me. I'm so wet just thinking about it. I've been so wet all day."

I had never heard Juliet say anything like this before. If I was Mike, I was pretty sure I'd bust in my pants just from hearing that.

Speaking of, where the hell was Mike? She was obviously expecting him. Something didn't add up. Maybe I should just leave, in case Mike comes home. Or I could try to find out what was happening first. Then again, this was a golden opportunity. A tied up Juliet who's literally begging for some release. Could I really let that chance slip?