’ ‘Married?’ ‘Nope. Just unavailable by choice,’ she said. That would take some explaining. ‘What’s the story?’ ‘Seems like he was ...urned by a Dear John letter when he was in Afghanistan. Kind of soured him on women. No more than twenty or thirty fair young maidens have thrown themselves at his feet, but came away empty-handed. Damn shame, I say.’ ‘You can say that again.’ I spent the rest of the day with Doreen, getting my orientation package and tour. I was the latest computer whiz hired by. "Nothing more. There is a lot toexplain, Cindy. Most of it you are not going to want to hear." As shespoke she began to undo the restraints holding me to the bed. As shefreed my wrist I went to raise my arm but found it leaden and useless. Infact, I very quickly became pleasantly numb."These were only to ensure that you did yourself no harm as yourecovered," she said, releasing my other wrist, and my hand floppedlimply to the mattress. I felt strangely content. All kinds of fears andmisgivings. Behind us in line were two strapping young black men, and I smiled at them as we made eye contact. They started commenting back and forth about me, how they were in the presence of a supermodel, how my perfume was intoxicating, etc. I was dripping wet after seeing how uncomfortable Jim was.After exiting the store, I paused and pretended to look over my receipt before proceeding to Jim's truck. Jim told me to hurry, and I scolded him and told him I was horny and would be experimenting. My two. Tammy now had her round soft ass pressed firmly back into Tim’s hips, his now flaccid cock wedged into her ass crack as Tim felt her getting wetter and wetter. He had done this a couple of other times with girls…okay once with his last girlfriend Shelly before she broke it off, but… Somehow this was so much more exciting and he wished he had not already shot his load!Tammy slammed herself back into Tim and just held herself there, quivering like a bow string at the release from a bow on its.