She checked if any of the staff were observing her and walked towards the office behind the kitchen.Savita pushed the door from behind. She sat on the...chair adjacent to the office table and lifted her legs to place them on the table. “So what about this guy,” Savita asked as he rolled up her skirt to her thighs. Her free hand ran towards her panties and slithered inside to meet her pussy. She slowly touched herself.Ashok explained to her how this cuck man made his wife fuck another man. Savita. Probably more friends from their Saturday afternoon class, as I noted an especially lithe, tall and exotic Asian gal with extremely long dark hair that fell to her ass. Kathy said that she was liquid dynamite on a dance pole and far better than she was or would ever be. She claimed that Amy was improving and getting rid of the old rust even faster than she was, despite the extra Saturday night practices for us guys!"So, when do Garry and I get our own private dance with her?" I laughed one. She grabbed me and kissed me more passionately than I could remember ever being kissed. Her tongue flicked against mine. My head was spinning, and I felt my sex stirring."Undress," she said.I didn't argue and quickly undressed. She handcuffed my hands behind my back and lowered me into a kneeling position. She put a spreader bar between my legs and, unusually, she used padlocks to secure it in place.With a small chain she locked the handcuffs to the spreader, trapping me in my kneeling. I noticed my cock stiffening inside my shorts as I took a long slow look at the lifeless form of this young girl that was breathing and laughing and living just minutes before. She was quite beautiful. Her mouth gaped slightly open and she seemed to have an expression of mild surprise, with her pale blue eyes staring, unfocused, off into the distance somewhere. She wore a scanty two-piece suit that flattered her soft, round curves. As I reached down to touch her, it was as if I was watching.