" Really?" he asked, a broad grin forming on his face."Really," she answered. "But there's something I want you to do for me too." What?" he asked."If...you're going to see my boobs, I want to see your cock." Okay!" he agreed enthusiastically.She smiled, then she took hold of the bottom of her tank top and with one swift motion pulled it over her head. Jeff stared in amazement at her bare breasts. He had only had an instant to look at them that spring, but now he took a good, long look at them.. I worried what would happen if Ididn't try to break away and leave right now. I looked at him. He lookedat me. We waited for the next move.And it was this:He reached across the table, laid his hand over mine."You're pretty good," he murmured. "Maybe you can help me out, maybe I canhelp you some. Like I said, I know a bit about our Mr. Gentry. I've got mystuff upstairs. You want to see?"I shouldn't. I knew I shouldn't. That's swimming out a bit too far.But I just nodded.He nodded, too, and led. I was just thinking about how I would lock my wrists in place, the room door slid open. In came Miss Stephanie and she looked stunning as always, dressed in a tight figure hugging red latex dress, with sheer seemed stockings and some beautiful red heels. Her hair and makeup were perfect, she was clearly not about to go to bed herself.“I saw you on the cameras getting ready for bed, and hoped you would forget your cuffs so I could add another punishment” she smirked. “I must say I’m impressed. Beverly screeched with sheer joy. Her excitement bubbled over."I'll stay with twenty. Ok, baby, deal your cards." Beverly could hardly remain in her seat. She squirmed like a bored child in church.The dealer dealt his first card, a nine. Next came a three."You have to hit. Let's see a face card so you go bust, dealer man," giggled Beverly.Out of the shoe, the dealer dragged a two of hearts. Without hesitation, he pulled another card from the shoe and flipped it over."A seven... not a goddamned.