We've expressed serious feelings for one another beyond friendship, and we both feel great about it. I think we each have legitimate needs the other c...n fill for a time (No idea how long our time together may be. But of course, who does, right?).We've just started to talk through the ridiculously complex logistics that go along with something like this. The fact that I'm married with children will do nothing but make spending time with Bridget a tricky thing at best. This whole thing is a big. “What are you doing?”“Restraining my prisoners,” I said and slapped the other cuff on her left wrist and Michelle's right, the metal clinking tight. “There, now I have to search you.” I licked my lips. “A deep and thorough cavity search.”I seized them both by their necks, maneuvering them to the hood of their car. I turned them so Michelle was closest to me, Erin's ass against her car. Then I pushed forward. She sat down on the hood and stretched out, the handcuffs pulling Michell on top of. .. I just smiled. She turned off the lights, but there was enough light from the streets through the window for us to see each other. She pulled the blanket over her milky white legs up to her thighs and laid looking away from me. Still, I can see some parts of her thighs and that silky red panty covering her big buttocks. I felt like her buttocks are looking at me and smiling and asking me to press my dick on them. I rubbed my dick over my trousers wishing her gorgeous pink lips are on them.... How could this stranger possibly know something that no one else did? "Wha- what are you ... you talking ... talking about?"Ben smiled. "Still in the closet eh? I'll bet you a blowjob your lady friend there knows you're gay."The bartender dashed down and said, "Wha'cha need buddy?" Sampler platter," said Ben."You're at the reserved table right?" Yeah." I'll have Chantilly bring it to your table and add it to your bill." Thanks," said Ben, then darted back to the table."What's wrong?" asked.