We keep that low key and off the neighborhood radar. Hooking up with new hot "friends" like Big Bob at the sports bar intensifies my urges when no one...else is around. I get inspired by anticipating a big fat cock hanging between the legs of another handsome stranger. It's not something I'm getting at home.That's the way it was about a month ago. My husband said he wanted to watch the game at home, so I went to the sports bar alone. It was one of three sports bars in our area but not where I was. On a work surface I spotted some cuffs and a crop!Not much time for pleasantries so he double checked whether I’d ever been tied before which I had not, apart from self-bondage. I asked if he would take some photos which he agreed to on both his own camera and mine which I took out of my handbag and gave to him. We needed to get started so I took off my coat, hung it and my handbag up on hooks on the kitchen door.“Not sure the cuffs will go around your boots you better remove them” he said then. So---that's exactly what we're going to do”. “So—like what Matthew”? “We---are going to get mohawks” There was a long pause before someone finally spoke up. “Hell fuckin ya Dillon---let's piss um off” Others cheered and yelled ya-ya-ya, but one guy spoke up with “Matthew---we're gonna get into trouble”. I cracked a smile and replied “ No doubt we will catch some shit if we do this. But, I talked to Barry Holcomb's dad, he's an attorney, and he said there is nothing legally they can do to us.. MrsC did her best to take the knickers off without causing a scene but without success so she suggested a toilet break again I asked her if she was enjoying this and if she was ok to tease and play more, I received a long kiss and a yes and gracefully off she went twisted crooked knickers halfway down her back side, now it's my time to talk with Tony, he stood up to allow MrsC to pass him I moved into her seat to talk quietly to him, I asked if he was ok for time and if he was enjoying it so.