I explained that we were actually married but that Julie worked for me a long time and it was better if we kept that hidden from the general public. A...ter that, everything was all sugar and spice and the wives relaxed when I was in the room because I was sudden safe from a marital perspective and not some tomcat roaming the alleys looking for a kitty to play with.I moved my stuff from the office to Julie’s apartment and we hired a Puerto Rican nanny to watch the little one while we were at the. I sleepily thumb through my iphone, trying to decide if there are any deals good enough to draw me out of bed and into the traffic, lines, and bustle of post-Thanksgiving shopping. Alas, there are. 50% off brand new 800 thread count sheets and down comforters, great sales at Victorias Secret (I spend way too much money there on clothes, lingerie, panties, shoes, etc). I sigh and roll over as I hear the shower turn off and my sister coming out of the bathroom. I grab my clothes and a towel and. I didn’t give her my real name. It’s a city, but a small one and we know a lot of people! We sat there for at least 3 hours just talking and telling each other about our lives… and drinking lots of wine. We really hit it off. At some point, we decided it was a good idea to go to her nearby condo and hang out, watch people off her balcony (overlooking a popular downtown square) and of course have some more wine!An hour later, I found myself ensconced on a very cushy loveseat on said balcony,. I instantly began pleading in a mad panic "please ... have you got the key? Can you get me out of this??"The man walked slowly into the middle of the room holding his hands up in a calming jesture "wooah.. settle down".. he turned his head with a slight grin as he gazed down between my legs as i fought hoeplessly against the ankle spreader in an effort to close my thighs to hide my bare pussy.."Oh dear... you are in a pickle arnt you?"I threw my head back and sighed loudly at the ceiling before.