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7
Mikal
I should’ve known that once Trisha saw the magic trick stuff in my trunk, she’d be asking for a demonstration. It somehow always came down to that. I’d thought she was different. It wasn’t what I was hoping for tonight, but I’d let her blindfold me, and cuff me and I’d magically get out of the cuffs.
It was an act I’ve performed so many times that I could do it in my sleep. Not even one of my best tricks, but if she wanted to see it, then I’d show her. Hopefully, she was going to wait until after dinner, and maybe by then, she’d have forgotten all about it.
I’d rather be knocking on her door holding flowers than handcuffs.
I looked around and could only imagine what the neighbors would think if they knew what was in my pocket.
Trisha opened the door wearing a sexy as hell black dress that had a split on one side going half of her thigh and hugged snuggly from her curvy hips, right up to her breast. This time she had a sheer mesh of some type so you couldn’t see her cleavage clearly, but it enticed you to want to look.
Her makeup was something new too. It looked good on her, but I thought she was beautiful without it.
“You look…lovely,” I said.
“I’m glad you like it,” she replied and opened the door wider. “Won’t you come in.”
“Excited to see how well I perform?” She blushed and I added, “Trust me, not many are disappointed. Actually I’ve been with a few professionals and they still couldn’t believe some of the things I can do blindfolded,” I said, pulling the blindfold out of my jeans pocket and holding it up to her.
Her eyes were fixated on the blindfold. “I…I guess you practice with them…a lot,” she said, sounding nervous.
“If you want to excel at something, you have to. You’d be shocked what I can do now with my eyes closed,” I stated.
“I…can’t wait to see,” she blushed again.
I was used to people wanting to witness the tricks in person, but I didn’t think Trisha would’ve been so…excited about it. “It sounds like you want to get right to business.” I pulled out the handcuffs and put them on the coffee table, then handed her the blindfold and turned around. “If you don’t mind tying the blindfold for me.” She did as I asked, and I confirmed it was snug. While doing a trick right in front of a person, I needed to make sure they didn’t think I could see anything. “Okay, now for the handcuffs. Click them on really tight.”
I heard the metal clank as she picked them off the coffee table. Trisha put one on my right wrist, then the other on my left. Squeezing them she asked, “Now what?”
I moved my wrist around and grinned. She’s put them on so loose that they could practically fall off. How was I going to impress her with this? “Tighter please.” I requested. She squeezed them slightly and I still had too much freedom. “A little more. Trust me, you won’t hurt me.”
“Good, because I don’t like hurting others, and I also don’t like being hurt,” she stated. She closed them tight.
“This won’t hurt me and it’s hopefully going to be a lot of fun for you.” I turned around so I was facing her, or at least where the sound of her voice was coming from. “I usually have some music on.”
“I can put some on for us,” she offered.
She called out and requested some smooth jazz to be played.
Not what I usually play during a performance, but definitely a good mood setter. “Nice choice,” I replied as I started to wiggle my arms and hips. It was important that my hands stayed behind me until the big reveal. I could hear her moving around and I said, “Patience.”
All I needed was a few more seconds and I’d have the cuffs off. I felt it click and I grabbed hold of it before it dropped to the floor. Reaching up, I pulled off my blindfold and prepared to take a bow. Instead, my mouth gaped open at the view standing in front of me. Ta-da.
“What the…” Trisha had removed her dress and was standing in a black bra and matching panties. “I…wasn’t expecting…this,” I stammered, as the blood rushed to my cock.
“Why did you take off the cuffs?” she asked, looking puzzled. “And how did you do it?”
“I told you, a magician never reveals his secrets. But I’ll be happy to put them back on if you want me to,” I said. As long as you don’t put your clothes back on too. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
“Mikal, I don’t understand. I thought…well…I thought you said you like to use these props when you have…sex.”
Sex?There was no way I just heard her say that. I couldn’t recall ever discussing sex with her before and I don’t think implied I used my props during sex. I’m not opposed to the idea. Stepping forward I said, “There’s a first for everything.”
As I pulled her into my arms Trisha said, “You said you do this all the time.”
“Illusions. Magic tricks. Yes, I do. I’m or…was, a professional Illusionist. I retired a couple of years ago.” She blinked and averted her eyes from me as though she had no clue. If she didn’t know, then why did she ask me to bring my props? It wasn’t going to be easy, but I had to ask. “Are you saying you thought I suggested I come over and…”
