We had adjoining and connecting rooms. We had opened the connecting door this morning when we needed to meet to discuss tactics for today's client mee...ings. The door remained open after we left for the day.Fiona headed into her bathroom to have a hot shower whilst I did the same in my room.I was in the shower about 30 seconds when I heard Fiona's chattering voice."Grant ... Grant ... I have no hot water" she explained in a tearful voice from outside of my bathroom door."Come in ... come in. . Wide-shots of the dog, standing infront of her, her on her back, legs spread wide at the knees, his head between them, licking deep ... Occasional quick shots of Roman’s face, on her laptop screen, watching on intently, comments “Good ... Good ... He feels good, yes?” ... Close-ups of his snout, buried between her toned thighs, his tongue snaking out and between her pussy lips, slipping inside, her belly rising and falling, shaking...She’s moaning and smiling, and gasping, “OOhhhh, yeahhh .... "Peter, can we play for a while. I know you've said no D/s stuff but I would like to tie you to the bed and play with your cock and balls. Please."A chance to get out of that blasted CB, of course I agreed. So we took a shower together and after that Red secured my arms and legs to the four posts of the antique bed. What followed was two hours of tease and denial that ended with a spectacular blow job. After that Red untied me and I returned the favor giving her several oral orgasms but her. It was a quiet neighbourhood. I could see a few children playing basketball together at the end of the cul-de-sac, some doors down there were two neighbours chatting over their shared fence, and at the opening of the street I could see a lone figure walking a number of dogs. Despite not having a family, this was exactly the environment I liked: pleasant, private, quiet, and friendly. I was looking forward to meeting my neighbours, maybe sharing a drink at the Christmas street party. I made my.