” Meg said. “these are your roommates panties. I hope she won’t mind.”“why are you going through her drawer Meg?” “Cause Steve is we...ring mine. Said he like the smell of my used panties”“who the hell is Steve?” You both ask as I came out of the bedroom in only a pair of Meg’s blue Calvin Klein hipsters. My semi making the panties bulge. They were the panties she had worn the night before. She was petite so they were tight on me.I sit in a chair across from you and Meg sits in my lap. Joe comes back with more rope and now he sets about binding me to the post, around my waist behind the post, between my legs, under the steel rod, figure of eight over my thighs, over my chest between the DD’s over the shoulders. I am bound to the post like a fly in a spiders web. Eventually he is satisfied, my cunt hurts from the pressure on the rod which I cannot relieve anymore.Why am I still aroused?Joe goes to his tool box, what has he got now…. Shit is looks like a skewer. His apron has a. Gary stayed close to Megan, kissing her and sucking her breasts when he could, and I was getting the feeling that their relationship was becoming more than just a stud fucking a cuckold’s wife. She kissed him back just as passionately, and I was becoming concerned about losing the affection of my wife to my coworker.After resting for about a half-hour, Gary started suggesting that we go back to the bedroom for round two, when I was curious about something, and said, “I have to ask you. “Silly. Gee, when did you get the necklace, anyway? You just met me.”“Um, on the way home yesterday. I hoped...”“You’re really so sweet, you know? Say, I was thinking, we’ve been in school for what, over two months and I never saw you coming on the bus; you live further away than me and this is the only bus that comes by here.”“Oh, I get a chauffeur ride—embassy security, don’t you know. You come by bus? Hey, I could pick you up each day; your flat actually is only a few blocks away from the.