I didn’t know what would happen as Saima was not in good terms with me. As they left the house Saima locked the out door and when she came I asked h...r to sit in my lap. She refused for the first time and said she is not such kind of girl but I repeated the words and asked again and was astonish that she sat in my lap without saying any word this time and I soon cupped her breasts and kissed on her lips. After a couple of min she stood up and said enough and lets study now but I wasn’t ready for. My wife wasn't home yet I checked my voice mail to see if I had missed a call. No she hadn't called. It was two hours before I heard Jon's hot rod pull into our driveway. I stood back away from the den window and watched as my wife got out and walked over to Jons side. She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. Then she headed toward the house. I reached and unlocked the front door. When she came in she was startled to see me there. OH , your home she said. I told her I've been home for two. She even had the infamous ball and chain attached to each ankle and wore a strait jacket. Once she was securely manacled and zip-tied to one of the chairs, and the guards were gone, Matt pulled her lip down and touched a drop of Dart to it. Then he backed away. Six minutes later, both he and Roger could both see the telltale look in her eyes letting them know that she was under the influence of Dart. After the usual programming, Matt added a second layer of programming, and then a third so. Who could blame him. He had just had the night of his life. He got everything packed up but still hadn’t gotten dressed. I mentioned this to him and he looked down at the floor. “Can we do it again before they get here?” “Really? You didn’t get enough of my pussy last night? You fucked me three times. That I know of anyway. Yeah. I know you were fucking me while I was asleep. Told you it would wake me up. You glazed my face and tits then flooded my pussy. Isn’t that enough for one weekend?” “I.