"It wouldn't have punctured if you didn't act like it was your first time," Jane chided me."It had been two weeks," I countered."We've gone two weeks ...ithout having sex," she reminded me."There were always the quickies in the car to hold me over." Did the way I acted that night disappoint you?" she asked.I couldn't lie. "Frankly, yes." I'm sorry." It's okay, I'm over it now."Jane smirked. "You may be over it, but you haven't forgotten it happened. Janet told me how much you guys enjoyed fucking. ." I demanded back.With a defeated look on her face she proceeded to peel off her clothes. First came the mid-thigh length black dress that she was wearing, leaving her in bra, panties, supenders and black stockings. She looked back to me as again my finger stroked the key."The bra next then the stockings" I commanded her.The removal of the bra revealed a nice set of what looked like C-cup tits with their large dark nipples. As she then bent over to undo the stockings from the suspenders, her. "I love it, you big goof-ball. Thank you." I planted another hair-raising kiss on him and then released him. "What about your mother?"Grinning, he picked up the bag sitting on the floor. I could see numerous small boxes inside. "She used to wear charm bracelets when she was a teenager. I picked out a charm for every year she's been born -- twenty-one."I giggled and pulled him over to the cookie store before we made our way out of the mall.When we got back to my house, we cuddled in the swing on. “I kinda do.”“Me too.”“‘EE huh!” I said.That was “me too,” too.So before you get the idea that they’d were being mean or they’d turned on me somehow, I have to say I asked for it. Literally. I wanted them to tie me up. I got the idea when Lisa and I were fooling around at her house. Remember? I told myself that if sex felt that good she could lock me up in her basement and play with me whenever she wanted. That little stray thought was the start of it. I began to wonder, what would it be like.