Magic Rat

It was a nice sunny day and I was getting myself a little sunshine, working on my tan. My backyard had a nice lawn, bordered by garden beds that were currently in full bloom. Those gardens were my husband's pride and joy, after me of course. Personally, while I enjoyed looking at the flowers I loathed the actual gardening. All those insect and spiders and grubbing in the dirt. Ick.

Anyway, I'm getting off the subject. As I said I was relaxing on a towel, sunbathing, clad in a tasteful bikini. I'd like to have tanned nude but what if someone came? I had pushed my shoulder straps off, not wanting tan lines showing from them. Perhaps I should call them non-tan lines.

So I was nice and relaxed when there was a yell from next door.

"Get back here you rotten rodent," a voice bellowed.

This outcry was followed by a man vaulting over the fence and landing in the garden. Blinking and looking at him I could see he was carrying a cage. Now I was quite sure that he didn't just jump over a six foot fence. However the railings were on his side so I guess he used those to assist him. He saw me looking at him with some surprise and waved.

"Hi, Valerie. Sorry for the sudden intrusion. I'm looking after my niece's rotten rat for the day and it got loose and slipped under the fence. I'll catch him and be gone in a minute."

At the word rat I was on my feet, watching the garden nervously. I so did not want a rat running around my yard. What if he got into a drainpipe and climbed up? I could finish up with a rat in the roof.

"You get that thing out of here!" I yelled.

My neighbour, Mike by name, glanced at me, saying, "Don't worry. It's all under control." Then he paused and looked a little harder at me. I guess he liked what he saw, me in a bikini. Typically lecherous man.

At the same time I was thinking that last I was also thinking he was hot, a very nice hunk of man meat. Not that I intended doing anything about it. What I didn't realise was that when I stood up the shoulder straps that I'd pushed off my shoulders had dropped lower on my arms, dragging on my bikini. Not to the extent that I was fully exposed but I was certainly showing more than I'd intended.

Mike suddenly pounced on something in the garden and then I saw him stuffing that something in his cage.

"I'll push off now," he said. "I'm not jumping the fence again so I'll let myself out the front."

I was nodding but something had caught my attention.

"Um, Mike, that's not a rat. It's a rabbit."

"Don't be deceived," he said, shaking his head. "This is a rare magical rat. It's just pretending to be a rabbit so you'll take him out of his cage and pet him. As soon as he does that, bang! He's a rat again. You scream and drop him and he's free and heading for the hills. A more treacherous rodent you'll never find."

"A magical rat, uh? Never heard of that species before."

"Understandable. He's one of a kind and one too many if you ask me."

"Does your niece know he's a magical rat?"

"No," he said, shaking his head, looking very sad. "He's got her completely fooled. A pathetic display to see her cuddling such a treacherous animal."

"Uh-huh. Haven't you told her what it is?"

"I wouldn't want to upset her. As long as she's happy why rock the boat?"

"So what sort of treacherous things does the little monster get up to?" I ask, smirking.

My smirk dropped away as my bikini top did the same, the cups dropping off my breasts with the encouragement of a little tug from Mike.

"See! It does things like that," he said quickly.

"The rat here is you," I snapped, feeling rather flushed and heated, what with my breasts being on full display.

"You've got me wrong," he protested. "It was the rat, I swear."

He leaned down to place the cage on the ground and then, instead of straightening up, he hooked his fingers into the bottom half of my bikini and drew if down, all the way to my ankles.

"There, you see. It takes control of people and has them do things they wouldn't dream of doing normally."

I was now feeling even more flushed and heated. I mean I was now effectively naked in front of him. Before I could protest or say anything at all Mike continued.

"Actually," he said, his eyes blatantly running over me, "I have dreamt of seeing you like this but I wouldn't normally take steps to bring the situation about. It's him. He's causing me to do it."

"Bovine excrement," I said daintily, keeping my language lady like. "That was one hundred percent you and we both know it."

"OK, I'll admit that I did it but he gave me the idea. Um, he's now telling me to do this."

'This' happened to be his hands cupping my breasts and fondling them. My internal heat supply kicked up a notch.

"Do you mind?" I protested, my voice sounding a bit breathy even to me.

"Not in the slightest," he returned, but at the same time his hands dropped away. That wasn't a win to me though as they dropped down to my bottom, cupping my cheeks and pulling me firmly against him. I immediately became aware of the fact that he had an erection, and quite a large one from what I could feel, my breathing quickened slightly. When I'd thought he was a very nice hunk of man meat I hadn't specifically meant that part of him, but...

"Ah, the rat is making further suggestions," he told me. "It's telling me to lay you back on your towel and make glorious love to you."

No way. There was no way I was going to agree to that and he must know it. For all that I couldn't deny that I was feeling quite aroused by this. What would it be like if he was to make love to me? I shook my head. It didn't bare thinking about -- except I was thinking about it.

"Do you intend to rape me?" I asked nervously. If he said yes what would I do? Fight or submit? Damned if I knew.

"Certainly not," he said, sounding indignant. "What I'm going to do is lay you back on your towel, spread your legs, and then introduce you to my elephant's trunk. All you have to do is say yes or no."

"I have a choice?" I demanded.

"Of course you have a choice. Three choices, actually. You can say yes, and I'll take you to paradise. You can say no, and I retire from the field, skulking away muttering foiled again. Finally you say nothing and I wrestle you to have my wicked way. If you go for the last option you can still fall back upon the yes, no, options right up until my dragon is snug in your cave. Too late at that point."

To my shame I dithered. I should have said no, loud and clear. I was a married woman for god's sake. No way could I agree to what he was suggesting. Would he go away if I said no? I rather thought he would so no was the safe option. Saying yes would mean agreeing to have sex with him and that I couldn't do. Could I? I was ashamed to say that the thought was very tempting. Mike was a rather solid man, not unhandsome, and I'd felt the length of him pressed against me through his clothes.

Being unable to decide one way or the other I didn't say anything, not really realising that that meant I was going with option three. That started to sink in when I found myself flat on my back, Mike's hands under my knees, moving them up and apart. Glancing down the length of my body I could see his erection, free from his trousers and hovering too close for comfort.

"Um, Mike, I, ah," I mumbled, still not deciding either way. I was being a wimp I told myself, but I was also looking at what was down there, right next to my passage, and wondering what would it be like? Not that I wanted to find out, but still...

"Um, Mike, I, ah..." I was repeating myself, or was that failing to say what I wanted to say. Either way I was just babbling. Then I was giving a little scream as his erection pressed against and then into me.

"But, but, but," I was going while Mike pressed more firmly, his erection sinking deeper. I was still dithering like an idiot when he gave a firmer thrust and his erection slammed home, fully inside me, its entry assisted by the way my juices were flowing.

"I didn't say yes," I protested and Mike laughed.

"Neither did you say no and you were warned of the consequences."

True, but I hadn't really believed he would do this. Or had I? Damned if I knew. I was wondering if I should call stop when I remembered what he'd said. Once he'd reached this point it would be too late to say no. As if to draw attention to that fact he pulled back and thrust home again, hard.

I shivered internally as delicious sensations rippled through me, stoking my internal fires. I was ready as he pulled back, pressing up to meet him with some urgency as he returned. It seemed to me that if I had to put up with this I'd better make the best of it and get it over with. (Some would call that self-serving logic but it seemed reasonable to me.)

Mike kept thrusting into me, seemingly content to let nature take its course. I was bucking under him, urging him on, wanting this to be over. (Well, sort of wanting it to be over. What he was doing was proving to be really, really, delicious.) He just kept going, finding a pace that suited him and maintained it. Maintained it for quite a while it seemed to me.

I was totally on fire when he finally picked up the pace, banging home in his end run in a somewhat frenetic display. I climaxed thoroughly, jamming my hands against my mouth to stop myself screaming. I definitely didn't want anyone hearing and wondering. For his part Mike was jerking about, spilling his seed deep inside me. Thank god I was currently on the pill.

The man had the gall to kiss me goodbye and then he headed off around the side of the house, carrying his cage. As he disappeared around the corner I was shaking my head in disbelief. I did not just see a rat in that cage instead of a rabbit. It must have been an illusion.