Anabella then stood up and announced she was off into town to watch some blues with her friends from school. Cal stood to kiss her briefly before watc...ing her head out front to where she was parked. “I’ll call you in the morning at about 10-10.30 to see if you want a coffee,” she yelled back inside, before lifting her long gorgeous legs into her white Honda CRV to again wave goodbye. Back on the porch Monica quizzed Cal. “So you enjoy my daughters company?” She inquired. “Very much so,”. ”She giggled and stood up. I released her, and she got a paper plate and put the bread in the microwave for a couple of seconds.“Are you randy enough to assault me in your own kitchen, Michael?”“No, but I would like a moment to just look at you and your body for a little while.”She got the bread out before the ding, and I got the water to wash it down. She put it on the table, and I turned her around and began a kiss. She melted against me, and it was quickly reciprocal. I remembered her. If only I had taken a photograph of K naked or her naked and kissing me with my hands on her boobs then I could blackmail her.I am not the kind to use deception or underhanded means so I gave up. K even returned to her chicken boyfriend before she blew him off for another jerk. Thoughts of Bridget entered my head. Bridget so pretty and so sweet and her wet pussy.As the months drew on I decided to start to take liberties with K. While walking by I slapped her ass one morning. It was odd I think. What had I gotten myself into?From the moment the three men had entered the room, I was trying to think of a way out. Unfortunately, there were several problems with any plans I could come up with. One of which was that fact that I was handcuffed...behind my back. This left the obvious problem of attempting to open doors or driving home. Next, was that fact that I was in women's clothing. I didn't look anything like a woman, just a complete idiot dressed in really tight, revealing woman's.