"Why do you want me to leave my underwear on Hun?" "Well, you see Jess, I kind of have a panty fetish, and it will keep me hard seeing you in pant...es and bra." she agreed, but looked at me weird. After she was done with herself, she started to slowly lick the head of my penis. this was unbelievable for me. I had never experienced a feeling like this. "Jess, would you mind if I felt around your body a bit?" "Not at all dear, start with my breasts if you will?" I started to. I thought I would pick up some Chinese food on my way home." Care to go over to The Beach House? My treat." She quickly agreed.Dinner was delicious and we found ourselves chatting in a more relaxed, intimate way. I learned that she was single and had broken up with a long-time on-and-off boyfriend several months earlier."When I learned he was cheating on me with one of my friends, I ended my relationship with both of them. I've been alone ever since. And what about you, Ray?"I filled her on the. The pounding finally stops. In a concurrent manner, my wrists are savagely pulled by the ropes until they are almost uncomfortably taut. I try to pull them back, but they are already secured in place. Next, I similarly feel my ankles being pulled down and wide apart, where I not only feel completely and vulnerably stretched out, but also where my wrists and ankles have no spare slack for me to find any kind of relief. Finally, my knees are drawn apart making my body completely immobile. As if. Just cold beige hallways. I sigh. What a waste. I pull open the heavy storage room door and walk inside. I grab the extra paper and curse Chris for making me do his menial tasks. Opening the storage room door is difficult for a petite girl like me, and I always have to jiggle the handle and push against the door simultaneously to get out. ‘For a second I thought you were locked inside.’ I hear from my periphery. I look up to the left to see him again: the whitish hair is dashingly handsome.