.”She started blushing a little, her cheeks becoming red, she looked better today than the day before. She was wearing, black skirt, slit up the bac... a grey blouse that fit her snugly, black stockings and heels. I drank in her beauty, as she left th e room.After everyone had left, I went back to check on Stephanie, she was busy punching away at the computer, as I entered. I snuck up behind her, trying not to think about what I wanted to do to her later.“how long do you think you’ll be..?” I. It’s definitely beating fast.” “Must be the heat making our hearts work harder than normal,” Scarlet shrugged, as though this physical touching was nothing at all. And maybe it wasn’t – to her. But I was definitely aware of movement in my shorts and I turned away quickly, reaching down for our flip flops as a ruse to turn my back, lest my crotch stirrings were obvious. She non-chalantly slipped on her footwear and we headed back to the house, returning to the same, casually inane conversations. When she returned she asked me to place my hands behind the back of the chair. I did as she requested and I felt her tightly bind my wrists with something silky.There was a momentary wave of panic as I had never been tied up before. She came around to the front of the chair and I saw that she had nylon stockings in her hand. She then knelt down and tied my ankles to the front legs. Loni smiled at me from her kneeling position. "Are you okay with this?" she asked as she stood up. "Yes, please go. TJ almost got whiplash just watching his amazing sixty to zero stop. He stood wide-eyed as the wind chime drummed against his head.She slowly shook her head at him, stifling her smile. “Elvis. I’m disappointed in you. Telling all my secrets like that.”Elvis slowly pulled his leg back over the railing and turned slowly, woodenly, around to face Swede.“I like Salisbury steak.”TJ stayed clear as Swede walked the handcuffed little man to his cruiser, one huge gentle hand on his shoulder, guiding.