As I got out of my car that evening and wandered in through the doors of the services, I did so at the same time as another guy, taller and older than...me, it seemed we were both heading for the gents toilets, and we seemed to be at pace with each other, for some reason trying to get their first. As we entered the gents, he did so slightly before me, he hovered at a urinal, as I choose one a few away from him he turned and entered a cubicle, perhaps put off by the way I dress, baseball cap and. Brandy might need to use the facilities too. But, when I went to reach over to the table… I couldn’t.What? It took me a few seconds for me to realize that my wrists were in handcuffs, cuffed to the legs of the couch behind me. Brandy’s Bonnie or Bill must have done this to me while I’d slept. Brandy and I were stuck like this until they let us up. But I now REALLY did have to pee.“They’ve locked my hands up too, Brandy,” I said to the girl. “And I’ve got to pee. Do you mind?”I watched Brandy’s. She just had some of the best sex ever, with her handsome black co-worker. Her pussy lips were swelling at the thought of having Harvey’s dark shaft deep inside of her. Harvey was certain that his wife would find out. She had a 6th sense about these things. Some of her friends had been in relationships where infidelity had taken place and Laura always had an inkling that something was wrong and usually she was right. Harvey was scared shitless. Annie knew that her boyfriend would be out of town. His mouth opened and his lips moved but the sound did not come from him. Rather, it seemed to issue forth from the very walls. It boomed and crashed in Vitelli's head. He sought to sneer, to stride forward and thrash this insolent youth, but he found himself frozen, paralyzed. He could not move his arms or legs. His rage became fearful apprehension. He could not believe this was happening.A burst of hostility and anger swelled up within him. He glared at the figures, his eyes like weapons.