I didn't say anything to you, just kept my penis-fantasies in my head, dying to enact them. I was beside myself with anticipation all the way back, an... then making dinner and eating, which took forever, until we finally were ready to turn in.I used the bathroom first, then took my clothes off when you took your turn. I was naked and sitting by the edge of the bed when you came in. You had a surprised smile, like it was obvious how excited I was. I pulled your shirt and pants off, which was more. But, in one of our chats, she mentioned her stats because I told her how I found her breasts to be small and not a handful (I was taking a risk). To which she responded that she is a 32C, and they are quite a size. That was it.I then insisted on meeting the following weekend, for a friendly dinner, as she had an off, she agreed.We went to a pub, had a lot to drink, which was followed by dancing. She bumped into one of her friends there, and this friend of hers was somehow eyeing me throughout. Couple of times I tried to use my fingers, only to notice that “yeah I’m tied down”. I wanted to apply more stimulus but same time I was enjoying the feeling that I couldn’t. I started to imagine how someone would just take advantage of my helpless state. The idea of someone ravishing me, having their way with me repeatedly, was driving me mad.I noticed myself starting to sweat and then moan slowly. It was obvious that I was bitch in heat and slowly but surely reaching. And if I understood correctly what she had said it was going to happen again on Wednesday and Thursday. Oh man!As I finished my drink I had another thought. As much as I had sweated over what Russ might do to me because of his daughter now I had to sweat over his wife too. But damn! The woman was a major turn on and superb pussy.And there was one more disturbing thought as I lay in bed staring up at the ceiling trying to fall asleep. It was the realization that I was a dyed in the wool asshole..