Her body pressed tight up against me. I could feel her heartbeat through the soft, hot flesh of her breasts, every bit as urgent and pounding as my ow.... I could also feel, as my arms slid round her back and drew her in tighter, that she was not wearing a bra.I moaned in desire. So did she. The sound was heavenly to my ears, but I didn't have time to savor it. It was suddenly crucial that I focused my attention on my hands as they roamed her back, her waist, her hips, acting on their own. "It'sto keep you at blowjob height." Astonished by what she'd just said, Ididn't know how to respond. I knew I'd be giving a blowjob but I didn'tanticipate bondage was going to be involved. I kneel down in front of apole fixed to a solid base with a collar attached to the top. Sammystarts to help me into it. With my back to the pole, she clasps thechoker around my neck before securing the lock with an audible 'click'.My hands and ankles are then cuffed to the base via metal chains andshackles.. The more I was there, the more I wanted to get to know her. The day is blazing hot, and I’m mowing Nikki’s lawn at ten in the morning. The sun is beating down on my neck and back. I’m in just shorts and shoes. It’s too hot for anything else. I’ve already been at it for nearly forty five minutes, when Nikki comes out with a pitcher of iced tea and two glasses. She motions me over to her, and I switch the mower off. “I don’t know why you thought the grass needed mowing today, honey,” her. .You pull back, momentarily, and stare into my eyes once again, enjoying the sensation of my hands on your tits as they hang down... keeping your hands on the armrests of my chair. As you stare at me, you lick your lips, your tongue lingering on your upper lip, and then tell me "I wore this skirt for you, too, Doug.... and I didn't wear something else...."I knew exactly what you were telling me... Your smooth, bare pussy was covered only by your skirt.... nothing else...As much as I couldn't.