The Burglar's Surprise

2:45 AM, Tuesday

Carol was aware of Bramley's presence the instant he peeked inside her bedroom. Although she tensed for a brief moment, she made no sounds or moved enough to be detected by the intruder. The room was dark but she had been awake for sometime so her eyes were well adjusted. She closed her eyes most of the way, but she could still see him as he slowly crept cat-like into the room.

Bramley was good at his work, and confident in his abilities to come in and take what he wanted. What he wanted was the woman who lay stretched out on the bed before him. Seeing that she was might be completely naked was an unexpected bonus, only a sheet covered a portion of her body.

Oh yeah, Bramley thought. This is going to be a good one!

Bramley had prepared for tonight's attack carefully. He had followed every one of the rules he had painstakingly collected over the prior three years; three years of being a burglar turned rapist.

His initial encounter with Carol had been at the supermarket. She had entered the store just ahead of Bramley and the sight of her tight ass and cutoff jeans aroused him to an uncomfortable level or arousal. It had been necessary to think of things like dead kittens to persuade his dick to relax. With the load Bramley packed, an un-desired erection could be seen across the street when he became aroused.

She sure ain't shy, Bramley had thought. The bitch is asking for it!

Carol had also been wearing a loose fitting blouse that had been tied together, just below her breast. Bramley watched her reach down for some canned vegetables. He made a mental calculation that what clothing she wore covered maybe one fourth of her entire hot body.

Her hair was a dark brown shade, and she had metal studs above and below her lips. A rose tattoo was clearly visible above her left breast. However, it was her eyes that attracted Bramley the most. They were large, almond colored. She wore too much eye makeup for Bramley's taste but even though he felt it was too extreme, she looked good with the treatment.

One of Bramley's favorite fantasies about the women he targeted was to convince himself that they had never had sex with a black man before. It made it feel like he was taking a virgin. This girl did not look like a virgin to Bramley, but he did not allow that to bother him as he followed her up and down the isles of the store.

Bramley, following his normal operational plan, stayed a discreet distance away as he watched Carol selecting the items she had placed on a grocery list. The items she selected would give Bramley enough information to make the decision to continue his stalk of her in preparation for the night he would make his visit.

There were several things Bramley looked for as the woman shopped the supermarket isles. Of course, he had no idea of what her name was or where she lived. All of that would come about in due time. The first question Bramley needed answered was about whether the girl had a dog. Dogs living with the woman would be a deal killer. The woman bought no pet foods, no flea collars, that was a good sign.

His second gauge was whether she shopped for one person or more than one. A woman that bought meals to prepare was usually feeding a family. Seeing her pull out single serving frozen entrées convinced him that she probably lived alone. He took notice of other things, such as anything that would qualify as a man's product.

Bramley sub-consciously tossed an occasional item into his own shopping basket. Sometimes he would find things in his cart that he had not remembered placing there. Once, he had discovered a package of scented douche. It had embarrassed him, yet he played it cool and let the checker slide it across the scanners.

As he saw the woman fold up her shopping list, Bramley hurried to the nearest checkout lane. He wanted to be outside in the parking lot when she emerged. His next checklist item was to see what kind of vehicle the woman was driving. SUV's and four-door cars were bad signs yet at this point; Bramley knew he was going to do more digging on this one regardless of what she drove. He was already beginning to imagine how much pleasure he would derive from forcing his cock inside this new bitch's cunt.