Suburban Invasion (Cheesecake and Blueflame451)

Roman waited patiently as the night swallowed up the beautiful suburban neighborhood, the well fronted homes and careful manicured lawns all but disappearing in the darkness. The blackness broken by oases of pale yellow cast by the street lights. He lifted a thickly muscled arm, his icy blue eyes checking his watch. It was a quarter after midnight and time to get ready. He pulled the ski mask from his duffle bag, bundling up the black fabric in his fist before pulling it over his black hair, for now he wore it like a beanie, he'd pull it down when he was ready.

Roman had his victim picked out, a hot MILF whose husband had left with a thick suitcase yesterday morning. She was probably close to twice his age but had curves that really got his motor running. From behind the tinted windows of his panel van he had been casing the quite neighborhood for a few days now and he had concluded that either the media was not discussing his previous exploits or the people living here believed those sort of things only happened elsewhere. Everyone went about their days and nights normally hardly taking any precautions at all. He climbed out of the van, his straight white teeth flashing in the darkness for a moment as a wolfish grin spread over his face. It would be a thrilling edge to his wicked plans to shred their illusion of this placid suburban paradise.

He crossed the night-dark lane and yards slipping around to the back of the house, pulling down his mask as he approached his target. With his tools and skills it was a simple thing to let himself in to the house and soon the back door clicked shut behind him. He was an opposing figure, tall and well built, and without the mask the usual 'dark and handsome' could be added to his description. But now his chiseled face and healthy olive skin was hidden. The dark sweeter and black slacks he wore however did not completely hide the defined musculature of the limbs underneath and his broad shoulders and deep chest remained eye-catching. In better lighting so too would be the bulge of his trouser snake starting down one leg of his pants. He was randy and ready and he distractedly gave his cock a squeeze through the denim as he eyed the house's interior.

He wasn't sure what the MILF inside was up to but his money was on sleeping. It didn't matter soon she'd be his nights entertainment and she'd learn just how hard it would be to keep up with his perverted passions. His pink tongue flicked out and licked his lips in anticipation as he started to creep forward seeking his toy.