Tell Juliet the truth

As much as I wanted to ravage Juliet into next week (and trust me, I wanted that more than anything), there was always the chance she would notice something was amiss, or maybe Mike came home earlier than expected. Juliet might never talk to me again, and I just couldn't take that chance. I wanted her, but I wanted her to want me back.

I sighed, and spoke out loud, "Um, Juliet?" I tried to sound innocent as possible.

She sat up immediately, but fell back because of her hands still tied up. "Christy?!" she panicked. "What the fuck?" She was still tied up, but she managed to press her face against her arm and nudge the blindfold off. With effort, she looked me dead in the eyes.

"Okay, I know it looks bad," I started to explain.

"Yeah, it really fucking does," Juliet snapped back. She tried struggling against her restraints again, but to no avail. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Well, I knocked, and you let me in," I pointed out. "And then I saw you like this."

"And?" The implied question being why didn't you get the fuck out?

I explained, "I didn't want to just barge in and then leave. Clearly you had something planned for Mike, and I didn't want to ruin it."

"Okay," she said, softening just a touch.

"But I saw you had a text from Mike and-"

"What? Give it to me." She tried to struggle again, but she was well and truly tied down. I didn't want to go through the trouble of untying her, so I grabbed the phone and showed it to her. After taking a second to read it, she sighed, "son of a bitch."

I was taken aback. I thought for sure she'd either blow up at me or at Mike. I wasn't expecting this. Juliet was always the energetic life of the party. I had never actually seen her so defeated before. "This always fucking happens," she almost whispered.

Maybe this was a sign to just help Juliet out of the restraints and just leave her to process. This was definitely a long-running issue between her and Mike and I didn't really know her well enough to get involved. Then again, this could be my chance to get closer to her. This could be the incident that brings us together, something I'd been hoping for since I first met her.

And in the deep recesses of my mind, there was another option. Juliet clearly tied the ropes too tight, and there was no way she would be getting out. Plus there was a ball gag I could use to quiet her. But there's no way I would do that, right? Deceiving her while she was still blindfolded was one thing, forcing her while she was aware was another. Clearly though, she's far to the kinky side. Maybe she would even enjoy it?