He pats the table, "Up here, on your hands and knees." She gets up without any other prompting, she knows if she tries to fight it will only make it w...rse. He spreads her legs as far as they will go and straps them down. He places her arms into a sleeve that he cinches closed and the straps that down as well. She test the restraints a little and sees that she could not lay down even if she tried. Next he rolls over a device that looks like a lie detector. He starts to connect the machine to. And it looked pretty red. She'd been sobbing when I left and practically screaming for me to leave her alone when I'd been raping her. And all she wanted was me to kiss her. I knew I had to pretend to do something if she was ever going to forgive me. How bad could it be - I just gave her a quick peck on the knee or elbow when I kissed a scratch or scrape."What do you want me to do?" Just start undoing buttons on my robe from the bottom. Stop when I tell you."I looked at Les again. She didn't. I looked over at Carol, "Looks nice?" I asked her, "Doesn't it?' she dreamily replied as we watched the two kissing. She looked at me, "Mom is so good" then added "And Mike seems to be enjoying himself". We watched as Avis now reached down and pulled apart Mike's pyjama bottoms and taking hold of his growing cock, began to caress it in her hand. She moved over a bit and began kissing his neck, licking him all the while stroking his now hard cock. Mike just moan out as she jerk his cock then. Nothing happened for several weeks (apart from me staring at her legs and shoes! ). I then found myself in the records room. A large dusty room filled with copies of customer record. I was filing when I heard the door open and Deidre came in. Today she had a dark pencil skirt and black patent leather high heels. She needed an old file from a high shelf (or so she said). I offered to get it for her, but she said no, but would I steady the stepladder as she went up. Of course I would! As I stood.