I could see right up to her bra as her flowing baggy dress seemed to open up under my gaze. My cock started throbbing as I looked at her tight rounded...arse and tiny white thong, from the angle I was at it looked like she was quite hairy between her legs with dark hairs running up the crack of her arse, her thigh gap showed the tightness of her gusset with dark hairs poking out the sides of the thin fabric, my mouth was watering and it seemed like an eternity getting up the stairs, Mmm“Oh Wow!”. I had been holding the flowers I had bought for her, and as I offered them to her she leaned in and we kissed deeply. Her lips were so soft and full, I was lost in ecstasy. And that's when things get hazy...4)Slowly, I opened my eyes and started to come to and tried to move. I couldn't move an inch. My hands were bound over my head, and my ankles were shackled in a spreader bar and attached to hooks at the foot of the bed. I became very aware of how naked and helpless I was at this point. Then. The skirt had two slits in front that revealed her legs to the top of her thighs. Max’s father had designed and tailored her blouse. It was a white linen, dress shirt tailored to fit a woman’s figure. It had a man’s standard shirt collar, long-sleeves, and open French cuffs. There were no buttons or buttonholes in the front of the blouse, instead, a single set of spaghetti strings just below Annika’s bust tied into a bow to hold the blouse closed. ‘You’re early, I’m guessing you’re looking. I felt like a total fraud, riding in a wheelchair and being treated like it was my final days, but the mission was the important thing. I was briefed on the current Vice President's use of his offices in the Old Executive Office Building, where I was sent to sort mail, return simple phone calls, and organize paperwork for actual important people.My alcove and desk just happened to be adjacent to the Vice President's offices, and he had to pass me every time he entered or left. If I was on his.